IPPWR Chapter 65 Grandmaster (17) At the apex of the Jianghu part 2

Even a reputable righteous hero has secrets he doesn’t want others to know. People in the demonic world cherish their lives, while those in the righteous world their reputation. However, someone has caught hold of this deadly secret.

And this person, on the other hand, is mysterious and dangerous, with profound and unpredictable strength. Just standing in front of him can bring him immense pressure. In just a few words, he will dissect his thoughts layer by layer. So, what can he do? Of course, he can only choose to surrender.

No longer bothering to wipe his sweat, great chivalrous hero Yu collapsed on the ground and couldn’t help but recall that unforgettable afternoon in his mind. When he walked into the pastry shop with a proud heart, he thought he could see the wonders of the Immortal Stone on the same level as others, but unexpectedly experienced an unforgettable threat to his life.

He didn’t know the true name and appearance of the person hidden under the mask of “Yan Feichi”. He only knew that this person had the power to easily defeat him, and also had the power to destroy him once he announced the secret that could ruin his reputation.

After thinking for a long time in his heart, great chivalrous hero Yu slowly regained consciousness and gave a bitter smile, “Anyway, that’s it.”

In the following days, the controversy over this matter grew stronger and stronger, with the suspicious death of young master Yan of the escort bureau hanging over everyone’s heads.

Although Yi Tinglan tried her best to defend herself, she couldn’t remove the giant black pot covering the Xuanyue Sect.

It would be fine if those people directly and openly showed their distrust, but everyone understood and quietly believed it one by one. Yi Tinglan couldn’t defend, nor could she acquiesce without defending.

In public, everyone says they “believe that the Xuanyue Sect act in a noble and righteous demeanour, and will never be as shameless as the people in the Demon Sect, deceptively getting the Immortal Stone and then killing others to silence them”

But privately, these people secretly found Yi Tinglan one by one. Although they were all speaking grandiose words, the hints in their words could be understood.

The six orthodox sects are connected in one branch, but the Xuanyue Sect wants to eat the benefits alone. This is not generous, they should give others a chance too.

Yi Tinglan: …

No, I’m not, I’m not. Don’t talk nonsense!

Although Yi Tinglan wanted to refute, it was impossible for these people to believe her words. Everyone had already confirmed the suspicion of Xuanyue Sect. Before they could find evidence to clear the suspicion, she had to pretend to be foolish for a while, appearing aloof and indifferent, unable to understand the hint.

Everyone had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

But this matter will not end so easily.

The reason for the difference between black and white lies in the distinction between martial arts. In the orthodox martial arts, there is a sense of harmony, while in the demonic martial arts, there is a tendency towards extreme and rapid completion; The second difference is that their actions are different. Even if they also covet the Immortal Stone, the people of the Demon Way will compete openly, while the righteous way still needs to pay attention to their face. They have set rules that they follow on the surface.

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Therefore, despite knowing that the Xuanyue Sect has taken advantage, these orthodox sects will never take action to forcibly rob or tear apart their face until they find a suitable excuse. They need a legitimate reason.

On the surface, everything is calm, but games behind the scenes have already unfolded in places that ordinary people cannot see.

Currently, the atmosphere of Anyang City has become increasingly turbulent and eerie.

And the original culprit had already drifted away.

Effortlessly reading through the secret techniques of the six veins of the righteous way and the martial arts of nearly a hundred people. Before leaving, he also shook off a black pot, making it an incredibly enjoyable journey.

The Luoshui river flows leisurely, passing through three mountains and five cities, from north to south, surrounding east and west. The gentle waves are like a mirror, and the turbulent rapids are like floating springs and waterfalls. The broken stones on both sides are photogenic, and the scenery is unique as it descends between the stone paths.

The sudden rain came down that day, and the strong wind swept the ground. The water surface was turbulent for a moment, and the sound was tumultuous. Together with the dense raindrops, it was like a dragon roaring proudly to the sky and earth.

But on this turbulent river surface, there is still a small boat sailing against the current amidst the wind and rain.

On the deck stood a young man dressed in a brocade snow-white robe, with black hair scattered like silk. He had no knives or swords on his body, and looked like a wandering aristocratic young master. Strangely no rain reached his body.

It seems like an invisible aura surrounds him, causing all the raindrops to be deflected the moment they touch, leaving him refreshed.

He looked extremely young and handsome, his indifferent features resembling an ink painting. Under the sudden rain, he looked even more leisurely.

Leisurely, Yuan Buwei reached out to catch a few raindrops and stared thoughtfully at the transparent droplets in his palm, seemingly eager to taste the taste of the rain.

At this moment, a voice came from afar through the rain curtain: “Young Master, this trip is going smoothly.”

In the rain curtain, a huge ship was approaching quickly. A green figure crossed the rain curtain and was about to rush over.

Yuan Buwei was one step ahead, his toes suddenly touched the deck, and the small boat was immediately pushed in the opposite direction. But Yuan Buwei had used the power of this rush to step across the river with his tiptoes, and finally landed lightly on the deck of the big ship.

He had no wet marks from head to toe and just landed, he smiled at Qiu Shuang who came to greet him.

“Everything went smoothly. I left the Left Protector at Anyang Prefecture, and he knows what to do next.”

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