Book 3: Chapter 8.2: The Lost City
“Hello, Sect leader.”
As soon as Yue Qianlian walked into the workshop of Sky-Forging Castle, many disciples stopped and saluted him, but other disciples still focused on their work and controlled the fire, dedicate to forge the semi-finished product in the furnace.
Sky-Forging Castle had a rule: when the elders came to the workshop, if the disciples were working, then they didn’t have to salute. The sect leader was included.
“Focus on your work and don’t be influenced by foreign objects.”
Yue Qianlian said with a steady face:
“Look at the colleagues around you who didn’t greet me. This Yue Qianlian doesn’t care whether you say hello or not. In the workshop, compared with the courtesy, the quality of the magic weapon being formed is even more important.”
“Sect Leader, you’re worthy of being the great master of the Refining path, he has extraordinary temperament.”
“That is! I heard people say that someone saw the Sect leader drunk and took off his clothes and ran along the river bank. Now it seems to be a rumor, how could the Sect leader do this kind of thing!”
When Yue Qianlian passed by, there were several disciples in Diantianwu whispering with admiration.
Routinely walking around the workshop, Yue Qianlian walked out of the workshop and was preparing to return to his study room to deal with official business, but a disciple came to him in a hurry and reported to him:
“Sect leader, something went wrong. The monarch of the Dongling Kingdom begged for help. Yesterday an ancient city appeared in the northwestern territory of the Dongling Kingdom. The monarch sent several guardians and thousands of troops to investigate. All of these people were missing. The ancient city is gone.”
“Oh?”
Yue Qianlian’s expression narrowed, and then he pulled the disciple aside and asked him:
“Clarify clearly, all the guardians and soldiers are missing?”
“Yes.”
This disciple reported:
“Not only the guardians and troops of the Dongling Kingdom but also the cultivators sent by several local sects, as well as all civilians. As long as they were on the scene at that time, all disappeared along with the ancient city.”
Yue Qianlian lowered his head for a moment and then said:
“Go to Elder Liu and ask him to bring a group of disciples with a strong detective ability to the place where the incident occurred. Besides, send a letter to Righteous Alliance, and report this to them.”
“Yes!”
Originally, Sky-Forging Castle was unwilling to interfere with this kind of thing. The Nine Provinces were vast, and there were many ruins left by the immortal and demon in various eras. Many people were buried on the way to explore these remains.
However, Dongling Kingdom could be regarded as a country that was protected by Sky-Forging Castle. Among guardians od this kingdom, there were also several disciples from Sky-Forging Castle. So when the king personally asked for help, Yue Qianlian couldn’t ignore it.
Therefore, while reporting to the Righteous Alliance, Yue Qianlian also sent people to investigate. As a sect specialized in refining but not so outstanding in other respects, this was the wisest choice.
But for an unknown reason, in Yue Qianlian’s heart, there was always an ominous feeling lingering.
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