Published: February 24, 2025
Gongsun Ruoxi’s beautiful eyes sparkled with light as she looked at Zhong Wu Shi Yao and hurriedly asked,
"Junior Sister Zhong Wu, who is he?"
Murong Daoist suddenly turned around, "Shiyao, do you recognize this person?"
Can Zhong Wu Shi Yao recognize Tan Yun? Of course she can!
It’s important to know that...
It should be noted that back in Fallen God Canyon, when Tan Yun was heavily injured and being chased by Murong Kun, Zhong Wu Shiyao rescued him and cared for him in her cave dwelling while he was unconscious for several days. She even helped him undress and wipe his body, knowing every part of Tan Yun's body like the back of her hand.
At this moment, Tan Yun was merely covering his face. Zhong Wu Shiyao could tell it was Tan Yun just by the demeanor and outline of the figure created from spiritual power.
What further confirmed her belief was that she knew Tan Yun had a small black mole on his neck, about the size of a millet grain. The man drawn by Gongsun Ruoxi also had a mole in the same spot on his neck.
Therefore, Zhong Wu Shiyao was certain it was Tan Yun.
Similarly, although Zhong Wu Shiyao did not know Tan Yun's past identity, she had a vague idea from the Nine Heavens Mystical Goddess Sword Technique he had given her that he was extraordinary.
Now that she learned Tan Yun had never studied refining techniques but could impress Gongsun Ruoxi with his refinement skills, she was even more convinced of her guess that Tan Yun was not an ordinary person.
At this moment, facing the inquiries from Murong Daoist and Gongsun Ruoxi, Zhong Wu Shiyao realized that Tan Yun must not want others to know his identity, which was why he covered his face with mud.
Zhong Wu Shiyao's expression slightly changed, and with an apologetic tone, she said, "Master, during my time in the Artifact Lineage, I have seen a few senior brothers who somewhat resemble this person. But now that I look closely, they don’t seem to be alike."
Murong Daoist felt somewhat disappointed and sighed, "Based solely on appearance, there are too many people who look alike."
Then, she looked at Gongsun Ruoxi and said earnestly, "In the next few days, you should visit the other elders of the Artifact Lineage more often. You must find out which elder this person is a disciple of."
"I understand, I will take my leave," Gongsun Ruoxi said, turning around. Just as she was about to leave, she heard Murong Daoist's hopeful voice from behind.
"I hope you can advance to a low-level grand artisan before the grand competition of the three ancient sects. At the same time, don’t neglect your training. I hope you can shine in the Inner Sect Nine Meridians Grand Competition and earn a spot to enter the eternal land."
Gongsun Ruoxi turned around, exuding confidence, "Master, don’t worry, I won’t disappoint you!"
Murong Daoist smiled lightly, "Good, go. If you find any information about this person, remember to inform me. Also, you can draw a portrait of this person and send my order to all the elders of the Artifact Lineage, asking them to assist you in finding him."
"Additionally, if you have time, you can share your refining insights with Shiyao."
"I understand, I will take my leave," Gongsun Ruoxi said. In the moment she turned, her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of Zhong Wu Shiyao, and no one noticed the hint of indifference in her gaze.
After Gongsun Ruoxi left, Zhong Wu Shiyao looked at Murong Daoist, appearing hesitant to speak.
"What’s wrong?" Murong Daoist asked.
"Disciple... wants to visit some friends," Zhong Wu Shiyao whispered.
Murong Daoist's expression grew serious, and her tone became stern, "Shiyao, you are my only closed-door disciple, and I have high hopes for you."
"Before the competition of the three ancient sects, I will fully cultivate your refining techniques. During the remaining time, you must also focus on your cultivation, striving to shine in the Nine Meridians Grand Competition."
"Shiyao, for us cultivators, two years is merely a fleeting moment. During this time, you should not see anyone and focus on your training!"