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Chapter 561: Chapter 270: Sanctuary, Blood Domain Cyan Cloud Sect

Meeting again.

Little Cyan Snake was still a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, and his aura was much stronger than last time, with only a thin barrier left to break through to Foundation Establishment.

In Snake Valley, several Snake Kings watched Jiang Feng with apprehension. Under Little Cyan Snake’s command, they retreated but continued to observe the situation closely.

In their view, trespassing into Cyan Snake Valley without an invitation meant harboring ill intentions.

"Brother Xiao Qing, who is he?"

Wu Weiwei looked at Jiang Feng curiously.

In the entire Cyan Snake Valley, apart from her, there was only Jiang Feng left. Although she couldn’t discern Jiang Feng’s strength, she could sense that he didn’t have any demonic aura.

"More than a hundred years ago, I was injured in Nanfu City. At that time, a girl gave me a bottle of Jade Dew Pill. She said she was the new hall master of the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall and gave me the Jade Dew Pill because I saved her twice."

Before Little Cyan Snake could explain, Jiang Feng spoke first.

He was here to seek cooperation.

Not to antagonize Little Cyan Snake.

Wu Weiwei’s Cyan Snake Cold Qi originated from Little Cyan Snake, who could be considered her master. If he could gain Little Cyan Snake’s trust through Wu Weiwei, it would be beneficial.

"Ah? Senior, is it really you?"

Wu Weiwei covered her mouth, looking at Jiang Feng in disbelief.

Jiang Feng used the Thousand Faces technique to change his appearance, transforming into the form he had when interacting with Wu Weiwei. He flipped his palm, and a long knife appeared, slashing towards the left side.

It was the Destruction Style from the Loulan Slash.

"Boom!"

The ground cracked.

The blade’s energy surged.

All the large and small snake demons in Snake Valley were startled.

The few Snake Kings stood in full alert, guarding against Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng put away the long knife, smiling brightly at Wu Weiwei.

Wu Weiwei’s eyes reddened, and tears fell uncontrollably. Emotionally, she said, "Senior, it’s really you. I didn’t expect you to still be alive. You don’t know that after His Majesty Li Yang died, I’ve been looking for you."

Over a hundred years had passed, and Wu Weiwei never dreamed she could see Jiang Feng again.

"Why were you looking for me?"

Jiang Feng asked.

"His Majesty Li Yang was killed by a traitor. I wanted to ask you to join me in avenging His Majesty. Later, Xiao Zhan rebelled, suppressing people from the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall all over the place. The Seventh Prince was forced by him to hang himself. Our martial arts hall was also disbanded. If you had been there, maybe the martial arts hall wouldn’t have dissolved, and Xiao Zhan’s rebellion wouldn’t have succeeded."

Wu Weiwei said excitedly.

"Uh..."

The anticipation froze on Jiang Feng’s face.

"Senior, were you also threatened by Xiao Zhan at the time?"

Seeing Jiang Feng’s expression, Wu Weiwei asked with a heavy heart.

"Cough, cough." Little Cyan Snake coughed twice. Only now did he realize that the remarkable senior Wu Weiwei often mentioned before was actually Jiang Feng.

He sneered, "Weiwei, you don’t understand. The person who killed His Majesty Li Yang back then was him, and later it was him who helped Xiao Zhan consolidate power, turning the Great Tang into the Great Zhou."

"Ah?"

Now it was Wu Weiwei’s turn to become stiff. She wiped her tears and said, "Brother Xiao Qing, don’t talk nonsense. Senior isn’t that kind of person."

"I know your Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall has a connection with the Li Family, so I specifically ordered Xiao Zhan not to trouble you. I didn’t expect that after the martial arts hall disbanded, you would end up with this chopstick."

Jiang Feng did not explain.

"I am the Snake Monarch of the Cyan Snake Demons, not a chopstick. You can call me Lord Snake Monarch or Demon King of the Cyan Snakes."

Little Cyan Snake said with a dark face.

The word chopstick was too harsh, reminding him easily of being grabbed by Jiang Feng by the tail and flung against the wall or ground.

"Are you really the Great Zhou State Preceptor?"

Wu Weiwei looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief.

In a hundred years, she forgot a lot of things and accepted many, but she never forgot that it was the Great Zhou State Preceptor and Xiao Zhan who overthrew the Li Family’s regime, causing her brothers and sisters in the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall to be displaced, and even lose their families.

She didn’t expect the lifesaver she was searching for back then to be the culprit.

"Yes, when I went south at that time, it was to avoid the pursuit of the Second Prince. Later, many things happened, making the feud between me and the Li Family deeper and deeper. I had no choice but to fight back, but I never harmed anyone from your Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall."

Jiang Feng nodded. He could see that Wu Weiwei had a deep affection for him, unwilling to disappoint her, so he explained.

"Back then, it was he who forced me to break into your martial arts hall’s Treasure Vault and take all the spirit stones, which led to your punishment by His Majesty Li Yang."

Little Cyan Snake snorted.

Wu Weiwei, who was feeling a little better, suddenly felt hurt again.

"Clearly, it was you being afraid of death, afraid of being dried into a snake jerky by me, that you took me to the martial arts hall’s Treasure Vault to look for spirit stones. Back then, in my hands, your mouth wasn’t as loose as it is now. It seems like you’ve forgotten some things."

Jiang Feng said meaningfully.

"This is Cyan Snake Valley. Why are you here looking for me?"

Little Cyan Snake’s expression changed. He and Jiang Feng were constrained by the Blood-Burning Oath, unable to scheme against or deal with Jiang Feng; he could only take advantage verbally.

"Looking to cooperate with you."

Jiang Feng said directly.

"Hmph, you’ve wronged Weiwei. I might cooperate with anyone else, but never with you."

Little Cyan Snake said, looking up towards the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

"Brother Xiao Qing, what’s done is done. Let it go."

Wu Weiwei said with tears in her voice.

After thinking it over, she felt that what Jiang Feng said made sense.

Hundred years have passed quickly. Although she couldn’t forget many things, she couldn’t bring herself to hate Jiang Feng, because as Jiang Feng said, it was Xiao Zhan who oppressed and disbanded the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall, not him.

After Jiang Feng killed Li Yang back then, he moved into the Imperial City Academy with Han Dong, looking for ancient books and secret manuals. The Seventh Prince, upon finding out, led civil and military officials to kneel at the academy’s gate, hoping to make Jiang Feng a tributor to protect the Great Tang.