Lu Chen hid among the treetops, using the Hateful Heaven Pupil Technique, which allowed him not only to view Yu Zhibai’s actions but also to stay alert to the situation in all directions in the sky.
Below the trees, Yu Zhibai had killed five mbers of the Haoran Sect, as if slaughtering chickens to scare the monkeys, establishing his authority among the other cultivators.
Knowing that it was a pitch-black male cultivator who had successively slain two disciples of the Spirit Sound Sect, Yu Zhibai couldn’t help but be greatly surprised.
He looked down at his feet, having learned from these cultivators that Lu Chen had buried a Supre Magical Instrunt.
After pondering for a mont, he always felt there was a trick involved, so he summoned a cultivator and said, "Dig out the magic artifact below!"
That cultivator dared not slack off and hastily dug out the jade flute before respectfully handing it to Yu Zhibai.
Yu Zhibai, from the Casting Gear Pavilion, though he had never studied the Art of Refinent, could still discern the quality of magic artifacts to so extent.
He did not see the words "supre" on this jade flute.
After carefully recalling the recounting of the cultivators, he thought to himself, "This is clearly a ruse to lure the tiger away from the mountain. I don’t know the origins of that cultivator yet, but anyone daring enough to attack mbers of the Spirit Sound Sect must have extraordinary boldness! Yet, lacking the confidence to confront a group of cultivators, or the later arrivals from the Spirit Sound Sect, resulted in this strategy!"
"If it were ... I might observe the situation from here!"
Yu Zhibai was also an extraordinary figure, and after thinking things through, he managed to guess Lu Chen’s thoughts completely.
He had originally intended to kill all the cultivators here to seal their lips.
However, thinking that Lu Chen was very likely hiding nearby, he dismissed the idea.
Nevertheless, the five slain disciples of the Haoran Sect were clearly beyond saving!
Yu Zhibai looked around, suddenly smiled, and said, "Fellow Daoists, I think there has been a misunderstanding."
The sudden change in attitude left the cultivators montarily confused, not just them, even Lu Chen felt that Yu Zhibai was up to sothing!
An abnormal event must have a demon behind it!
Just as he heightened his awareness, his Heaven’s Pupil Technique caught sight of three won flying toward them from the direction of the low hill!
They controlled magic artifacts as they moved, with each one standing atop a different ancient string instrunt: a zither, a pipa, and... a tambourine?
Lu Chen had a strange expression. Could a tambourine even be considered a musical instrunt?
However, he didn’t ponder it for long, as the three female cultivators from the Spirit Sound Sect landed in the woods and stood before Yu Zhibai.
Seeing the convergence of so many cultivators, a dead cultivator, and four lifeless ice sculptures, the gaze of the three won finally settled on Yu Zhibai’s face.
"The Spirit Sound Flute of our third junior sister!"
Their eyes grew cold as if they were about to make a move against Yu Zhibai!
But Yu Zhibai was remarkably strong and showed no sign of fighting back. He stepped on an intricate pattern, his figure swift as the wind, blinking to the side of a large tree.
"Noble Immortal Ladies, please, don’t misunderstand. I followed these cultivators here because they were acting suspiciously! I am not the murderer who killed your sect’s cultivators," Yu Zhibai called out.
At these words, the three female cultivators stopped in their tracks. Since Yu Zhibai did not fight back, they were willing to listen to what he had to say.
After all, the cultivators here were mostly from second-rate sects, and they didn’t consider them significant.
Such was the arrogance typical of disciples from first-rate sects.
They did not recognize Yu Zhibai, nor did they need to.
"Then do you know who the murderer is?" asked the eldest senior sister of the Spirit Sound Sect.
"I do not know," Yu Zhibai said with a light chuckle, revealing his handso smile. He then stepped forward and personally handed the jade flute to the elder sister before saying, "However, I suspect that the murderer might harbor ill will towards the three Immortal Ladies. By using this jade flute, they intended to lure you here and then... capture you all at once!"
Yu Zhibai hadn’t lowered his voice at all with these words, which went straight into Lu Chen’s ears up in the canopy!
Lu Chen imdiately understood; Yu Zhibai’s unusual actions earlier stemd from guessing this point!
"Immortal Lady, we can bear witness!"
The cultivators, in unison, also ca to a realization, rethinking Lu Chen’s actions, which likewise seed irrational!
A cultivator capable of killing disciples of the Spirit Sound Sect but careless enough not to notice their pursuit was suspicious indeed.
But they had been confused by Lu Chen’s words before and had not noticed this!
The eldest senior sister’s brows furrowed slightly before she then said, "Since you guessed he might still be nearby, why speak so loudly? Doesn’t that just let them hear you?"
Yu Zhibai’s smile widened as he spoke softly, "Three Immortal Ladies, I already have a plan. However, I must ask you to prepare your defenses first!"
The three won were startled by his words but instantly sensed spiritual power surging around Yu Zhibai and understood his intention. They imdiately used their respective techniques to protect themselves with their magic artifacts.
At that mont, Yu Zhibai suddenly opened his folding fan and uttered four words.
"Thousand-Mile Ice Seal!"
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