Times Have Changed [MDZS]

Chapter 9: Longing to Comeback to Gusu

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Chapter Nine

Under the clear sky dyed with the orange hue of the setting sun, hidden within the thick forest alongside the waterways of the Caiyi Town, two female cultivators parted their ways exactly as what they had earlier planned. Their road up to here had been anything but smooth, encountering many Wen cultivators along the way, forced to take detours and stops that had relatively lengthened their travel. It was either the matter of avoiding the trouble or stopping to completely erase the trouble, leaving no survivor that could notify Wen Rouhan about this female cultivator aiding the head of the rebels.

Here, in the territory under the protection of the Gusu Lan Sect, they need not to worry about their lives. However, one should always be careful, at least not with their lives but with the secrecy of their association with each other. So they had to separate here.

Wen Qing walked with heavy steps as she, alone, traversed the road leading to the mountain hidden within the clouds. Her beautiful face was painted with a grave expression. She still had a night to rest but Wen Qing could already see the signs of inevitable headache awaiting her. The meeting tomorrow with the righteous sect leaders would surely include nonsense talks such as how she’s a woman, roundabout ways to avoid choosing sides before the winning party was clear, or talking about the spoils even before the war started.

Humph, hypocrites! Apologies, but Wen Qing was not someone to be toppled upon!

With great resolve, Wen Qing continued to march as she raised her chin and tightly gripped the skirt of her billowing green robe which hems and lapels were decorated with exquisite black bamboos.

The Wen rebels had decided to differentiate themselves from the Qishan Wen Sect by wearing cultivation robes showing their own identity.

Green. The verdant plain of the spring was what all of them wanted to welcome after the dust settled down. They knew, the spring would always come, even after the scorching heat of the sun, even if countless lives fell, and still, even when the time came that crimson replaced the white of the snow.

Black bamboos inferred that their will would never break and in this storm, they would stand tall. However, only a few knew that this crest symbol was actually a representation of their gratitude towards the man who chose to help them in this war, the very same man who in this time was sending her from afar.

Wei Wuxian, no matter how much he wanted to support Wen Qing through this alliance meeting, could only go this far. There’s always a right time for him to show up. He was well aware that now was too early, not when there’s a big possibility that he could implicate Wen Qing with his identity as a heretic. He would never let the history to repeat itself. Jiang Cheng was pressured in his past life because of the other sects’ wariness towards the unfathomable power that he was holding. Wen Qing should not experience the same thing.

In any case, Wei Wuxian was also not that confident with his political skills, or if he even had one in the first place. He might even worsen the situation had he forced himself to argue with those hypocrites. He, however, realized that worrying about this insignificant meeting was completely unwarranted. Wen Qing possessed a poisonous tongue, her words sharper than Suibian. He should instead worry about the hearts of the other sect leaders for Wen Qing might send them into early Qi deviation. Thankfully, the woman was a skilled healer.

Wei Wuxian beamed as he gazed into the distance, staring at the green robed lady who was walking amidst the noisy crowd of the Caiyi Town. His smile was full of trust, confidence, and obviously, excitement for the sect leaders’ mischief.