Published: February 24, 2025
After the heavy rain, the soil was soft. Big Niu carefully pulled out five stalks of Revival Jade Grass, roots and all, and handed them over to Tan Yun with a confused expression.
Tan Yun struggled to lift his hand and took the Revival Jade Grass, his gaze fixed on the tip, observing the roots intently.
After a long silence, suddenly, Tan Yun's right hand holding the Revival Jade Grass started to tremble violently, his starry eyes revealing an uncontainable sorrow and anger. Gritting his teeth, he spoke weakly, “Zhou Run died so wrongfully... so wrongfully!”
“Zhou Run, don’t worry, I, Tan Yun, will definitely avenge you!”
As these words broke the silence, the herb garden disciples couldn't help but speak up one after another:
“Senior Brother Tan, what do you mean by that? Did you discover something!”
“Yes, Senior Brother Tan…”
Tan Yun took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the disciples standing on their Flying Swords with a sorrowful tone, saying, “The Revival Jade Grass did not die of natural causes; it was poisoned!”
After saying this, Tan Yun glared at everyone, emphasizing each word, “I can only hope it wasn't any of you who did this; otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”
The crowd immediately descended from their Flying Swords, facing Tan Yun and bowing deeply. One of them swore, “Senior Brother Tan, I swear if I am guilty, let heaven strike me down!”
As one person pledged, the others followed suit and swore to prove their innocence!
In the eyes of everyone, Tan Yun was like a mystery.
To them, the Revival Jade Grass in Tan Yun’s hand looked perfectly normal, showing no signs of unnatural death.
They did not know how Tan Yun, who had just entered the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden, managed to see that the Revival Jade Grass was poisoned and had died!
“Senior Brother Tan, what exactly did you find?” Daniu scratched his head in confusion.
“I don’t have time to explain to everyone; we must head to Ice Clear Immortal Mountain first to rescue Elder Shen!” Tan Yun said, then asked, “Daniu, how far is it from here to Ice Clear Immortal Mountain?”
Daniu replied without hesitation, “Senior Brother Tan, it’s twenty-five thousand miles from the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden to Ice Clear Immortal Mountain. In an hour and a half, Elder Shen will be executed…”
Before Daniu could finish, Tan Yun was burning with anxiety. “Quick, take me to the Spirit Vessel, we need to go to Ice Clear Immortal Mountain fast! Otherwise, it will be too late!”
“Okay!” Daniu was taken aback, and he grabbed Tan Yun, soaring through the low sky and landing on the Spirit Vessel.
“Senior Brother Tan, we are very worried about Elder Shen; can we come with you?” The herb garden disciples looked at Tan Yun with hopeful eyes. Without Tan Yun's order, they didn't dare to board the Spirit Vessel.
“Everyone, hurry up!” Tan Yun, concerned for Shen Qingfeng’s safety, urged with all his strength.
Hearing this, the disciples surged forward, leaping onto the Spirit Vessel. Daniu maneuvered it like a bolt of dark lightning, racing across the Azure Spirit Immortal Mountain, speeding over the misty, spirit-filled immortal mountains…
More than an hour later, as the blood-red sun began to set, they arrived at Ice Clear Immortal Mountain: Ice Clear Hall.
At this moment, there was only one minute left before Shen Qingfeng’s execution.
Inside the great hall, a heavy atmosphere filled the air, oppressive enough to make it hard to breathe.
The Bing Qing Daoist sat on the jade chair above in the hall, her beautiful eyes fixated on Shen Qingfeng, who was kneeling in the center, disappointment evident in her gaze.
On both sides of the hall, eleven elders sat, all with solemn expressions, watching Shen Qingfeng, sighing without speaking.
“Alas! Elder Shen, although I had a quarrel with Tan Yun a few days ago, we have worked together for many years. I really do not want to see you come to this point.”