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After a short period of silence, the owner slowly said, "This person has used too many impetuous sword techniques. Defeat is a foregone conclusion."

Ye Mo was amazed. This shopkeeper was so calm amidst the sword Qi, and he also evaluated the Wudang Sword Art. Was it really as he had said, someone who didn't know martial arts?

Zhu Xingtong looked at the dead Gu Yucheng and asked, "Mister Xiu, how do we deal with this corpse?"

"Help me carry it to the backyard."

Zhu Xingtong gave Ye Mo Han a look, and Ye Mo had no choice but to carry Gu Yucheng's corpse into the backyard. The courtyard wasn't big, so it was cleaned up. There were a total of six houses on three sides. On the left side, there was a clump of green bamboo and beside the bamboo was a bamboo chair. To the right, there was a flowerbed with more than twenty pots of exotic flowers and herbs placed on it.

The shopkeeper told the two to put the corpse in the second room on the right. As soon as he opened the door, he felt a chill run down his spine. In the center of the room, there was a wooden platform. On the wall directly opposite the platform, there was a table. Bottles and jars were piled on top of the table. The walls were hung with awls, hammers, axes, thorns, and sabers. They varied in length and size, but the longest was no more than two feet.

Other than the cold air in the room, there was also a thick smell of blood. Ye Han unconsciously lowered his head and glanced around. When he saw traces of blood on the ground that had yet to be cleaned, he asked curiously, "Other than making wine, why does this shopkeeper want a corpse?"

Zhu Xingtong shrugged and said, "Twenty years ago, Mister Xiuyu's wife was poisoned to death. From then on, he was determined to study all the poisons once through. The corpse was collected because he wanted to observe the changes of the poisons through the dead."

"So this is to save someone?" Ye Chanhan admired Xiu Yu from his previous curiosity. To be able to do something for his dead wife for twenty years was not an easy thing for anyone.

Zhu Xingtong shook his head, "No, Mister Xiu isn't that kind of person. He just thought about it and felt troubled. Twenty years ago, he saw his wife die and couldn't do anything about it. He only wanted to find that poison and then use his own efforts to cure it."

Hearing this, some parts of Ye Mo Han's heart were moved. He thought of Liu Yiyi. In her final years, all he could do was accompany her. Ye Mo Han understood Xiu Yu's feelings at that time. Seeing his beloved die in his arms without being able to do anything, that sort of feeling was caused by self-blame, regret, and anger ? It was a combination. Ye Mo Han didn't know if Xiu Yu had found the culprit who killed his wife, but Ye Mo Han definitely had to destroy the Jade Pavilion because they were the ones who harmed Liu Yi Yi.

"Let's go. I still have something to ask of you, Master Xiu. You should be interested as well." Ye Mo Han was still immersed in his memories, but after hearing Zhu Xingtong's words, he rushed out of the room.

Under the bamboo in the courtyard, Xiu Yu had already set up the tables and chairs. On the bamboo table, there was still some tea brewed.

Xiu Yu sipped a mouthful of tea and retracted the reclining chair. "This is fresh bamboo shoot tea. If you have anything to say, we can sit and talk while we drink."

The bamboo shoot tea was as clear as jade. Just by smelling it, one would feel as if they were bathing in the fragrance of grass. Ye Chanhan had been strictly supervised and trained in martial arts by his grandfather ever since he was a child. Although he was also familiar with reading, he was still quite lacking when compared to those famous people who liked poetry and poetry.

Regardless of whether it was martial arts or poetry, if one wanted to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, they would need to put in an extraordinary amount of effort and effort. The reason why people who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation were worshipped and revered by others should be because of the arduous sweat that flowed behind their success and not because of the accessories that they received after success.

"Mister Xiu, the Nangong Clan and the Mo Clan fought each other because of Nangong Xiang's death. However, there are many rumors saying that Nangong Xiang died in the Jade Pavilion. Could Mister tell me what you know about the Jade Pavilion?" Zhu Xingtong mentioned the Jade Pavilion, which was far from the chilling material, and Xiu Yu, who lived in a secluded alley selling wine, could she really understand the Jade Pavilion? Ye Mo Han couldn't help but be excited. After all, the Jianghu was big, and there were many strange things happening. Perhaps Xiu Yu could provide some valuable clues.

At this moment, Ye Mo Han finally understood why Zhu Xingtong had brought him here. It wasn't to clear his door, but rather to ask Xiu Yu about the Emerald Pavilion. Or perhaps, this was what Zhu Xingtong asked on behalf of Ye Mo Han. At this moment, another question had arisen in Ye Mo Han's mind. Zhu Xingtong and Xiu Yu seemed unfamiliar, but they seemed to be old friends who had known each other for a long time. If the two of them had known each other before Zhu Xingtong had snuck into the Xuan Yuan Palace, then the good wine like the Drunken Immortal Wine would have already spread throughout the whole of Wise Yang City. After all, there was such a wine, and as the mayor of the city, Fang Xiaonuo would definitely use it to please Mo Yunfan. If they didn't even know who was the lord of the city, then that meant that Xiu Yu had intentionally hidden herself here. Then other than being a winemaker, what was Xiu Yu's relationship with the Wudang Sect? Xiu Yu did not know martial arts, but he knew martial arts. He did not leave his house and also seemed to know the affairs of the world. Ye Han was unable to see through such a person.

Xiu Yu straightened her body and said, "According to my current knowledge, I should not be too far off from Lord Ye." Seeing that both of them were interested, Xiu Yu said, "The main camp of the Jade Pavilion, the Nine Serenities God Palace, should be in a place where no one has ever set foot. I sent people to look for it, but to no avail."

However, Xiu Yu actually knew of this and could tell that he had some sort of enlightenment. He could not help but blurt out, "Mister Xiu, to be honest, I've only heard of the Nine Serenities Temple and do not know anything else. Please tell me what you know, Mister Xiu."

"The war has already started, and the world is bound to fall into chaos. The Jade Pavilion's goal of provoking all the forces in the world has been achieved, but I've found out that this Pavilion Master is not someone who wants to fight for the world." Xiu Yu's words puzzled Ye Mo Han. If the Emerald Pavilion did their best to instigate a war, then what else could they do other than to fish in troubled waters and maximize the benefits from this chaotic battle?

Xiu Yu took a sip of her tea and continued, "Lord Ye, the biggest target of the Jade Pavilion in the martial arts world is you. Because of you, the entire world knows about you. And they have at least three chances to kill you, but why didn't they? Isn't it better for them if they kill you? "

"He sent people to spread the rumours that I should stop here and not interfere with them. If not, I'll ignore it ?" Ye Wen was about to mention his grandfather, but he swallowed his words.

Xiu Yu naturally understood Ye Mo Han's meaning. Seeing that Ye Mo didn't want to talk about it, he didn't explain himself, "The Jade Pavilion Master knew that you wouldn't let it go so easily. She even sent someone to pass on the message. What else could it be other than increasing your fighting spirit?"

What Xiu Yu said was indeed reasonable. Besides rousing his fighting spirit, what was the purpose of the message sent by the Jade Pavilion Master? Since the other party was the pavilion master and had been staring at Ye Mo Han from the shadows, how could he not understand his personality?