Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1535 - 951: The Proper Use of a Tail (Finally Home)

"What is it? Is something the matter?"

The young female disciple’s expression shifted to one of slight confusion as she sensed the villagers’ unease.

A silent exchange passed between the villagers, each hesitant to be the first to speak.

Finally, Aunt Wu stepped forward, her movements a little unsteady, and recounted the events that had transpired.

The disciples from the Taixuan Sect listened intently, their minds clearly engaged with her account.

Turning to Su Jing, the young female disciple inquired softly, "Senior Sister Su Jing, what are your thoughts on this situation?"

Su Jing’s gaze remained fixed on the lingering ashes, her eyes cool and unreadable, offering no immediate response.

Another disciple voiced her thoughts quietly, "How could Senior Sister Wen Jiu possibly accept such a cruel and murderous individual as her direct disciple?"

"For us cultivators, killing is strictly forbidden. Cruelty is anathema, especially to us of the Taixuan Sect. We are meant to possess compassionate hearts and uphold the righteous path of a gentleman. This person certainly does not project such qualities."

"I don’t think so. That old Taoist priest sounded like a charlatan from the martial world, pretending to perform rituals to appease the River God. Is there truly a River God in such a tiny stream?"

"The atmosphere is thick with demonic energy, suggesting that old fraud was merely aiming to deceive and swindle. He treated innocent lives with utter disregard, causing trouble and then abandoning the consequences for others to face."

"Yet, even if he's a mere worldly swindler, a life was still taken. Even if mistakes were made, should he have been burned alive?"

"Perhaps there are hidden complexities we are unaware of. Senior Sister Su Jing, what is your opinion? It is a matter of life and death, after all. Should we pursue him for questioning?"

"Our priority right now is to reach Shifang City early to prepare for the auction occurring in three months."

"The Sect Master decreed that Senior Sister Su Jing, still suffering from the corpse energy encountered in the Dark Continent, must acquire the Breath Cleansing Dew from Shifang City to completely purge the malevolent energy and resolve her condition."

"This matter concerning our fellow disciple can be postponed. We can leave the final decision to the Sect Master later, can we not, Senior Sister Su Jing?"

Su Jing lowered her gaze, responding in a calm tone, "Now... is not the opportune moment to see him."

Noticing the young disciples’ inclination to condemn Baili An and report him to the sect, Aunt Wu’s compassion was aroused, and she interjected anxiously:

"No, you mustn’t! The young master had his reasons for setting the fire. That old Taoist did far more than just deceive! He harbored sinister intentions and even plotted against the young master’s beautiful wife!"

"He deliberately set this trap and even used a torch to disfigure the lady, thereby provoking the young master into retaliating."

Su Jing’s usually cold and downcast eyes flickered with a noticeable reaction upon hearing mentions of a beautiful wife and a lady.

The other disciples exchanged startled glances, covering their mouths in surprise. "So, this newly accepted brother is already married?"

"Hearing it from the lady, that old Taoist truly possessed a despicable mind, fully deserving of being burned."

"Well, based on the residual traces of the Fire Manipulation Technique, it appears the brother has likely recovered fully. There’s no pressing need to find him urgently. Perhaps it would be more prudent to head directly to Shifang City first."

With consensus reached on their objective, the group prepared to depart using their Spirit Swords, only to discover that Senior Sister Su Jing remained stationary.

The disciples, perplexed, inquired, "Senior Sister Su Jing? Is there still something wrong?"

Beads of cold sweat forming on her brow, Aunt Wu looked at Su Jing, who was now fixing her with an unnerving intensity, and nervously asked, "Immortal… do you have any instructions?"

What a change… Moments ago, the young woman’s gaze was cool but devoid of menace; now, it radiated palpable hostility.

Su Jing’s eyes resembled snowmelt, her dark pupils sharp and piercing. Her lips parted slightly as she uttered a single, chilling word: "Wife?"

Aunt Wu trembled at the simple utterance and replied, "Yes… yes, the young master has a wife waiting at home, a truly beautiful lady."

"Why… does your cultivation sect operate like a Taoist temple, forbidding marriage?"

Could it be that young Baili had secretly wed behind the sect’s back, unbeknownst to his peers and elders, thus hesitating to return when injured?

So, he had indeed eloped.

The young disciples of the Taixuan Sect were undoubtedly surprised that Scripture Master Wen Jiu would accept a married man into her tutelage, but Su Jing’s reaction left them equally bewildered.

Could Senior Sister Su Jing’s focus be… misplaced?

Seeing Aunt Wu practically wishing the ground would swallow her whole under Su Jing's icy stare, a young disciple from the Taixuan Sect quickly stepped forward to clarify:

"While our sect does not forbid disciples from marrying, forming a union is a momentous decision for those treading the path of cultivation. It is merely surprising news; there's no need for concern, Auntie."

Aunt Wu felt a measure of relief as the white-robed woman beside her spoke. Her voice, reminiscent of ice, carried a chill like the midwinter wind:

"A beauty? How profoundly beautiful? So captivating? Does she truly possess such allure in crimson, compelling him to publicly proclaim her as his 'wife'?"

Aunt Wu: "??..."

What an alarming inquiry this was!

The expressions of the Taixuan disciples shifted dramatically upon hearing these words.

Under Su Jing's intensifying aura, Aunt Wu remained motionless, afraid to even shift her gaze.

"Uh, Esteemed Immortal Lady, you might be mistaken. The young master's wife... she does not wear red garments."