Water Moon Sword Palace.
A black cloud quietly obscured the moonlight.
Then a strong wind rose, howling loudly.
The entire Water Moon Sword Palace became pitch black as it lost the illumination of the moonlight.
Under the cover of Divine Sense, Jiang Ning observed the disciples of the Water Moon Sword Palace coming from all directions.
Effortlessly avoiding any chance of encountering those people, he quickly departed.
Xiao Emei tightly gripped the long sword in her hand and hurried towards Xiao Qiushui’s chamber, her mind filled with chaotic thoughts.
She continuously recalled the letter she just received in her mind.
The letter left by Xiao Qiushui in the Sword Scabbard.
She had already entered the palace where Xiao Qiushui lived and ascended the steps.
A few disciples of the Sword Palace who arrived before her saw that it was Xiao Emei and immediately spoke out.
"What’s going on! Where is the Palace Master?" Xiao Emei glanced at them and asked.
"Senior sister, see for yourself!" one of the female disciples said.
Hearing this, Xiao Emei entered the main hall.
Her pupils immediately contracted, and her gaze was drawn to the firelight at a diagonal angle.
The firelight flickered, and she could tell it was a burning corpse.
At this moment, in front of the burning corpse, stood two people.
Both were elders of the Water Moon Sword Palace.
Elders whose strength was second only to Xiao Qiushui.
"Emei, you’re here!" The female elder with a solemn face saw that it was Xiao Emei and showed a trace of reluctance in her eyes.
"Greetings, Elder Huang, Greetings, Elder Qian!"
Xiao Emei cupped her hands and saluted the two elders.
The male elder glanced at Xiao Emei, and his gaze couldn’t help but linger on the sword she held.
That was the sword passed down by successive Palace Masters of the Water Moon Sword Palace!
"Elder Huang, where is my master?" Xiao Emei asked.
"You should prepare yourself mentally!" The female elder showed a trace of reluctance in her eyes.
She knew very well the relationship between Xiao Emei and Xiao Qiushui.
Although the two of them had no blood relation.
But Xiao Emei was the baby girl Xiao Qiushui brought back from outside.
It was also for this reason that she gave Xiao Emei the surname ’Xiao’.
Although they had neither the reality nor the name of mother and daughter, their emotions were incomparable to ordinary ones.
Hearing Elder Huang’s words, Xiao Emei’s sense of foreboding intensified.
Upon entering the main hall, she noticed the changes around her.
It was evident that a fierce battle had just taken place here.
And who was the protagonist of the battle?
It goes without saying that one of them must have been Xiao Qiushui.
Her gaze couldn’t help but fall on the still-burning corpse, and a crazy thought popped into her mind.
"This is... Palace Master Xiao!" Elder Huang pointed at the burning corpse and said with a slight sigh.
"How could it be?" Xiao Emei’s eyes were filled with confusion.
"Elder Huang is right, this is Palace Master Xiao! The skeletal structure of a woman, after being burned, turned into a jade bone of a glazed color, coupled with a similar height, and appearing here, there can be no other possibility!" the male elder said.
"What about the culprit? Who did it?" Xiao Emei asked.
"I don’t know!" Elder Huang shook her head and continued, "I was the first to arrive, and when I did, I didn’t see any other figures, only the traces of a great battle and the Palace Master engulfed in flames."
Xiao Emei looked at the corpse consumed by the flame and couldn’t help but press her lips together.
With her many years of familiarity with Xiao Qiushui, she could see through the flames that the height and body shape of the corpse matched Xiao Qiushui perfectly.
And the fact that this corpse appeared at Xiao Qiushui’s residence.
"Could it be him?" The image of Jiang Ning instantly flashed in Xiao Emei’s mind.
She recalled what Jiang Ning had said before.
Suddenly, her mind was filled with chaos.
Sounds gradually emerged behind her.
The commotion caused by this place had already shattered the tranquility of the Water Moon Sword Palace.
Elder Huang looked at the helpless Xiao Emei and couldn’t help but sigh slightly.
"I’ll go out and pacify them!"
She walked out of the hall.
Could not help but glance up at the sky overhead.
At this moment, the night regained its brightness, and the clouds that had disturbed the moonlight earlier were evidently blown away by the strong wind.
Water waves sounded as a figure emerged from the surface of the lake onto the shore.
Jiang Ning stood at the edge of Yingyue Lake, turned his head to look at the Water Moon Sword Palace in the heart of the lake, and showed a relieved expression.
With Xiao Qiushui’s death, he felt instantly much more at ease.
And the battle with Xiao Qiushui yielded significant gains.
It allowed him to understand his own strength.
Even someone like Xiao Qiushui, a Heavenly Human Grandmaster, lost the ability to fight back once he got close.
Ultimately, it led to this stifled death.
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Xiao Qiushui’s small sword, as well as the treasury he had plundered.
Thinking of these two points, his heart felt extremely comfortable.
He was now in urgent need of resources, and plundering the Water Moon Sword Palace’s treasury would undoubtedly relieve his immediate crisis.
It would significantly enhance his strength.
He withdrew his gaze from the Water Moon Sword Palace and turned to leave.
This place, there was nothing worth lingering for anymore.
Jiang Ning appeared atop a great tree in the wilderness, large enough for several people to encircle it.
This place was already far from the Water Moon Sword Palace.
He was in no hurry to return.
After all, he had spent so much time coming here, and if he rushed back at full speed, he would definitely appear in front of Zhao Yulong and Ye Zhengqi.
That kind of speed would seem too exaggerated.
Sitting on the tree branch.
Jiang Ning retrieved for the first time the small silver sword.