C52 Visiting

Hearing Xiao Wuye's words, Yun Feixue also gradually calmed down. What he said was indeed the case, as he did not have any substantial evidence to prove what Xiao Wuye had done.

If he killed Xiao Wuye, then it would be impossible for him to escape the blame. After all, Xiao Wuye was different from the others, he was a top talent in the imperial court, he would sooner or later be promoted to the position of the Military Department's Minister.

"All of you, go down." Even though Yun Feixue wanted to kill Xiao Wuye, he could not do it now. At the very least, he could not make a move against him in the Yun Manor.

After everyone had left, Yun Feixue asked, "Tell me, why have you come to my Yun Mansion? It can't be that you want me to treat you to wine, right?"

"Forget it. Everyone knows that Young Master Yun's alcohol tolerance is too great. I have no way to compare myself to him." It was unknown if Xiao Wuye was ridiculing or admiring Yun Feixue when he said this.

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Does Young Master Yun want me to stay in the house for a while, so that we can talk nonsense here?"

"Humph!" Xiao Wuye did not mind at all as he followed behind him. The two of them walked into a pavilion which Yun Feixue frequented, but it was already the beginning of winter and the scenery around them was no longer refreshing.

"The setting sun reflected off of the lake, the tender willow drooping and swaying, the drunkard sitting alone in a pavilion with his saber drawn and dyed in blood everywhere. Young Master Yun sure knows how to enjoy life." Xiao Wuye looked around. Even though most of the vegetation had withered, Yun Feixue could not help but be shocked. This was because the few words he had said earlier had already described his previous life in this place for the most part of the time.

However, Yun Feixue remained expressionless and his face was ice-cold: "Speak, what is it? You didn't come to find me to compose a poem or to discuss the situation, right?"

Xiao Wuye did not care about Yun Feixue's icy attitude at all. He said with a smile: "I heard that Young Master Yun is investigating some information and information about the Black Corpse Sect, right?"

Hearing this, Yun Feixue frowned, "What, you aren't here to tell me some things about the Black Corpse Sect, are you?"

"Young Master Yun is indeed a smart person. That's right, I've come for this. If Young Master Yun wants to deal with the Black Corpse Sect, we're all loyal descendants. I have to help Young Master Yun no matter what, no?" Yun Feixue also hated people like him the most. However, since Xiao Wuye seemed to know some information about the Black Corpse Sect, he could bear with it.

"Just say what you know, it's useless to keep talking about it." Yun Feixue said.

"If Young Master Yun wishes to know anything about the Black Corpse Sect, feel free to ask. Whatever I know, I will tell it to you without reservation." Xiao Wuye said.

"What kind of sect is the Black Corpse Sect? How come so few people know about them?" Yun Feixue asked straightforwardly.

As for what kind of sect it is, I'm not sure, but this Sect Master should be a very ambitious person. He obtained a Great Corpse Controlling Technique, and with this technique, he wants to turn the Black Corpse Sect into an existence that surpasses Bingcheng. Xiao Wuye said.

"Great Corpse Controlling Technique?" This... "What kind of cultivation technique is this?" Yun Feixue revealed a shocked expression.

"It is to control the corpse, maybe the person you saw in the Black Corpse Sect is just a corpse, almost all the graves outside of the city have been dug up, the Emperor has also been troubled about this matter for a long time, but the Black Corpse Sect's whereabouts are strange, in the next year we did not manage to capture all of them." Xiao Wu Ye seemed a little helpless.

However, Yun Feixue could already hear a lot of useful information from these words. At the very least, he wasn't the only one who wanted to exterminate the Black Corpse Sect.

Just thinking about the possibility that what he had encountered was merely a corpse, Yun Feixue felt a chill run down his spine.

"If that's the case, then their sect should have a lot of experts." Yun Feixue said.

"That's not the point, the point is that they control too many corpses and we have no way of getting to the core members of the Black Corpse Sect. Even if we kill countless people, we can only change their appearance to their true appearance." Xiao Wuye said somewhat helplessly.

Yun Feixue also nodded his head. Perhaps, this was the most powerful part of the Corpse Controlling Technique, but there were always weaknesses in everything, just like his Thousand Shadows Killing technique. If the opponent was an expert who trained in soul power, then he would be able to determine the location of his illusions and his real body in an instant.

"They have no weaknesses?" Yun Feixue asked.

"The biggest weakness of the Great Corpse Controlling Technique is that we can't see the sun. Any controlled corpses that come into contact with the sun will lose their ability to move, and the owner of the control system will definitely be found within about 100 meters of the corpse. Just based on this, we have also captured some Black Corpse Sect members, but they have very strong teeth, besides the ones I just mentioned, we have no other important information." Xiao Wuye said.

Yun Feixue nodded before asking again, "Did their Sect Master ask who it was?"

"We don't know, we don't know who their sect master is. Even the Black Corpse Sect members don't know who their sect master is, so this is a thorny problem because we don't know who our opponent is." Xiao Wuye said.

Yun Feixue could tell that these words of Xiao Wuye were not lies, so Yun Feixue asked again: "Okay, I believe what you said was true. Then why did you tell me this news? Didn't you always want me to die? "

Brother Yun's words are foreign. In this world, there are no eternal friends, nor are there eternal enemies, we all have the same goal, so we can naturally become friends from enemies. Furthermore, Brother Yun and I do not have any deep grudges.

Xiao Wuye directly changed his address from Young Master Yun to Brother Yun. Regardless of whether his attitude was genuine or not, it was clear that Xiao Wuye still carried some sincerity.

However, Yun Feixue did not believe that they had only had a small conflict. Perhaps other matters could be forgiven, but he would not easily settle the grudge between Ling'er and him.

"I'll keep the debt on Ling'er's hand for now. I'll get it back for her afterwards." Yun Feixue's gaze was as cold as knives, and his tone was bone-piercing.

"Brother Yun, isn't she just a prostitute? There's no need for you …"

Boom …

A sharp aura suddenly burst out from Yun Feixue's body, and the Rank Blood Blade streaked past Yun Feixue's body like a bolt of lightning.

The air resounded with the sound of tearing and crackling, the scimitar was like the scythe of the god of death that had instantly arrived at Xiao Wuye's shoulder. Yun Feixue only needed a little strength to move, Xiao Wuye's head would probably fall from his neck to the ground.

Although Xiao Wuye was already an expert of the True Essence realm, he didn't expect Yun Feixue to suddenly attack him. He had only told him the truth, so why would Yun Feixue suddenly become angry? Could it be that this Ling'er …

"If I don't kill you in the Yun Manor, your head would belong to me, Yun Feixue, sooner or later. Now, let me ask you two last questions, first, how did you know that there was a cultivation technique in my Yun Manor? Second, do you know who was the real culprit behind my father and brother's deaths?" Yun Feixue withdrew his blood blade.

Honestly speaking, Xiao Wuye's back was completely drenched in cold sweat. In that instant, he nearly brushed shoulders with the god of death because he did not have any guard against Yun Feixue at all.

The imposing aura Yun Feixue emitted, as well as the gaze of the god of death, caused his entire body to turn cold. Fortunately, Yun Feixue still did not truly kill him.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Wuye said: "That's all I can tell Brother Yun, I don't know about the other things, but when you know about it, you will eventually find out. Now, even if you know about it, you will not believe it, and it will only bring you stronger enemies, at least you still have to deal with the Black Corpse Sect, I don't want you to die so early."

Xiao Wuye's words made Yun Feixue puzzled once again. Whether he knew that he wasn't certain or not, even if he knew, he might not believe it. Wen Renhe seemed to have said the same thing before he died.

Why didn't he believe it? Just who was that powerful enemy? Was it the Golden Dragon Guard's Li Shengyi?

If that's the case, then I'll make the entire Golden Dragon Guard disappear completely from the Hidden Dragon City.

"Alright, if Brother Yun needs any help, come find me at any time. I will cooperate with you to attack the Black Corpse Sect. After all, this is the mission given to my father by the Emperor." Xiao Wuye said.

The two chatted for a while before Xiao Wuye finally left the Yun Manor. Looking at his back, Yun Feixue had an indescribable feeling. Was Xiao Wuye an enemy or a friend?

"Forget it, it's not important anymore. There will be a day when you will pay the price for using Ling'er's hand. For the time being, I'll let you live." Yun Feixue muttered to himself.

In view of the information that Xiao Wuye had just given him, Yun Feixue had a rough understanding of the Black Corpse Sect. Although he did not know how many experts and experts they had, but a plan had been brewing in Yun Feixue's heart, a plan to take care of the Black Corpse Sect in one fell swoop.

Yun Feixue began to train as if his life depended on it. During this period of time, the National Academic Examination in the imperial court was also in full swing.

It was the same as every year. In three days, there would be people who were proficient in the art of cultivation that would soar to greatness and might even be relegated to the throne. Those who managed to make up the numbers would naturally be left with no choice but to wait for another year.

The three days of the exam were not long. When the examiners showed their final rankings in front of the emperor, Dongfang Jianxiong, his heart felt as if it had been heavily hammered.

It was exactly the same information as the one the mysterious man gave him. The first place winner was indeed Liu Yong.