Chapter 18

Wen Wenhai was very tired, the whip in his hand mechanically whipped the horse's butt, hoping that it would run faster.

Beside him, Xue Qing's face was covered with a veil, so her expression couldn't be seen. She was also urging the horse she was riding.

Wen Wenhai occasionally looked back at Xue Qing and encouraged her, "Junior sister, hold on a little longer, we'll soon reach our territory, we can rest then."

Xue Qing replied, "I know, senior brother, let's go quickly."

When the two came down from Stoneman Peak, they didn't pay too much attention to it at first. The mission was already completed, so all they had to do was bring the things back to the school. They were even immersed in the joy of getting the medicine. But when they got on the horses and saw the two best horses in the school, the two realized why their master wanted them to ride such handsome horses. At the same time, Wen Wenhai also remembered his master's inconspicuous words, "Hurry back."

At the same time, they also realized the danger they were in. Not to mention whether the other three factions had other intentions, even if a normal Jianghu sect got wind of the news or discovered the things they were carrying, those were priceless treasures in the eyes of Jianghu people. An ordinary man's wealth is his own ruin, and the two of them would have a hard time keeping their lives.

The two couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They looked at each other and got on their horses, not stopping for even a moment, they whipped their whips and galloped away.

Just like that, the two of them galloped on their horses for a day and a night without rest.

Fortunately, they were martial artists, so their bodies were well trained. A normal person would have long since broken their body.

It was near noon, and the two of them were hurrying along. In the distance, they saw a tea shop on the side of the road. These tea shops were mostly simple tents or thatched roofs set up on the side of the road. They were open on all sides, and provided simple tea and food for passersby to rest.

When they were about to reach the tea shop, Xue Qing couldn't help but say to Wen Wenhai, "Senior brother, why don't we rest for a bit? We'll reach our Misty School's territory in the time it takes to eat a meal, so it should be safe here."

Wen Wenhai was also a bit tempted, so he slowed down and gradually approached the tea shop.

However, Wen Wenhai changed his mind and said to Xue Qing with a smile, "Junior sister, it's only the time it takes to eat a meal, we'll be there soon. we've been on the road for so long, we don't have to worry about this little bit of distance. Let's hurry for a bit and rest when we reach our territory...."

Xue Qing said, "Alright, Senior Brother. We won't do things that will waste all our efforts. Let's go."

After they finished speaking, the tea shop's's's's's's's's's,'s's's's, and the horse's,'s and their legs were's,'s's's's's.

The two of them were leisurely sipping tea from the rough teacups on the table. When Wen Wenhai's and Xue Qing's' horses slowed down in front of the tea shop and then sped up again, they saw it all.

After Wen Wenhai's horse passed, the man with the sword looked at the dark skinned man opposite him and said with a smile, "Old Six, don't drink anymore. Let's go. I didn't expect Ah Hai to be so cautious. He didn't even enter this tea shop. Third brother has taken in a good disciple."

Old Six said, "That's right, fourth brother. None of our disciples are as cautious as Ah Hai. It's a pity that his talent is limited and it's hard for him to make any progress in his martial arts. Otherwise, his potential would be limitless.

Ai, it's just a pity for these two good horses. "

After they finished speaking, the two of them threw down the money for the tea and brought their own horses to chase after them.

However, they didn't know that the eyes of a plainly dressed passerby behind them flashed. He muttered in his heart, "What's going on? Two of the Six Misty Tigers are actually here to receive them?"

After the two of them left with their horses, he also paid the bill and quietly followed behind.

On the other hand, Wen Wenhai spurred his horse forward. In the time it took to finish a meal, he saw that there were more and more people. The number of stalls on the main road had also increased. Ping Yang City could be seen in the distance.

Suddenly, he heard the horse below him whining. Its four legs gave way and it fell to the ground. Wen Wenhai felt his body sinking. He immediately patted the horse's back and used his body to jump off the horse.

Seeing this, Xue Qing quickly pulled the reins and slowly stopped his horse.

He saw that the horse was lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth. Its eyes were also slowly closing. It had died of exhaustion.

Xue Qing also hurriedly looked at his horse. His horse was not in a better state. Its four legs were trembling non-stop. There was also some white foam coming out of the horse's mouth. It looked like it could not be ridden anymore.

Wen Wenhai stood by the side of the road and looked at the horse lying on the ground. He also looked at the surrounding passersby who were running away in panic. He thought for a while and took out a whistling arrow. He aimed it at the sky and shot it up. The whistling arrow flew into the air and let out a sharp sound. In the empty sky, it traveled very far.

The sound of the whistling arrow had just passed when they heard someone calling from behind, "Ah Hai ~" Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing turned back and looked. They couldn't help but be delighted.

It was the two burly men who were resting in the tea shop earlier.

When the two of them rode their horses to the front, Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing went forward and bowed, "Fourth Uncle-Master and Sixth Uncle-Master."

The two of them swung their stirrups and dismounted. They chuckled and said, "Martial Nephews, there is no need to be so polite. We are here on the orders of the sect leader to welcome them. Wait a moment and they will be here."

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing nodded in agreement. They then stood beside the two Uncle-Masters and waited quietly.

At this moment, the tense strings in their hearts were completely relaxed.

Sure enough, not long after, a group of people galloped from afar. The first was a scholar with a square headscarf on his head. He was about forty years old, with a white face and no beard. He wore white clothes and looked very young, as if he was reading. Following closely behind him was a beautiful woman with a mature aura. Both of them were dressed very simply. Both of them were riding white horses. Behind them were about ten people dressed in martial attire. Each of them was equipped with a saber and a sword. Their eyes were shining. Some of them even had high protruding temples. At first glance, one could tell that they were masters of the martial arts world. These people urged their horses while looking around, vigilantly looking around.

When the two of them arrived, they dismounted from their horses. Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing went forward and bowed, "Greetings to Master."

This scholar was actually the head of the Misty School, Ou Peng!

He was so unremarkable.

The two of them then bowed to the beautiful woman, "Greetings to Master's wife."

The beautiful woman looked at them with a smile and didn't say anything. Ou Peng then said, "Alright, Ah Hai, Qing 'er, you have worked hard. No need to be so polite. You know that Master's wife rarely pays attention to the matters of the sect. Today can be considered an outing."

The two people behind Wen Wenhai also went forward and bowed, "Greetings to Senior Brother Sect Leader and Sister-in-law."

Ou Peng reached out and helped them up, "You have worked hard as well."

The fourth brother stood up and said, "It wasn't hard. We were just tasting tea. Your disciple didn't even enter the tea shop. He is very cautious."

Wen Wenhai then understood.

He hurriedly said, "Disciple didn't know that Martial Uncle was here. Otherwise, I would have left with Martial Uncle."

He then said to his Master, "Disciple didn't let you down and escaped unscathed with Junior Sister. But this horse …"

Ou Peng laughed out loud and said, "No matter. No matter how handsome the horse is, it can't be more important than you. As long as you come back safely, it is better than anything else."

He then said to the people behind him, "Leave a horse for Qing 'er and then deal with this place."

After he finished speaking, he led Wen Wenhai, Xue Qing and the other three people back on their horses. He only left two people behind to deal with the dead horse. He didn't even mention a word about the things on Wen Wenhai's body.

The passerby who followed them here witnessed the entire process and was even more surprised. He didn't think much and just mounted his horse and galloped in another direction.

He must be rushing back to the sect to report this matter. Something that was worth Ou Peng coming out to greet must be something big.

Wen Wenhai and the others followed the large group and galloped towards Ping Yang City. When they reached Ping Yang City, they didn't enter the city. Instead, they went around the city gate and went in another direction. After a while, they arrived at a villa outside the city.

This villa was built against the mountain. In front of the villa, there were scattered residences. The houses were high and low and were arranged in a picturesque disorder. Many people were busy with their own affairs. When they saw the large group of people coming over, they made way for them. At the same time, they also saluted Ou Peng who was on the horse.

Further in was a straight main road. Beside it were huge trees.

After crossing the main road, they came face to face with a luxurious building. There were two large words on the building, "Ethereal". It was the same word as the one on the token that Xue Qing gave to the Zhang family. However, these two words were more indescribably elegant.

After crossing the building, they saw a high platform. There were more than ten steps leading to an open door. There were already more than ten people who looked like disciples of the sect waiting respectfully in front of the door and on the steps. In front of the group was a young man with a fair complexion and a gentle temperament. He was about the same age as Wen Wenhai. He was the Eldest Senior Brother of the sect, Zhang Chengyue. When Ou Peng and the others got down from their horses, Zhang Chengyue led the group and said in unison, "Welcome, Sect Leader."

Ou Peng and the others got down from their horses. Someone took the reins from their hands. Ou Peng said, "Alright, everyone has worked hard. You can all disperse. Disciples who are participating in the advancement test, hurry up and practice. There's not much time left for you."

All the disciples said, "Yes, we will follow Sect Leader's instructions."

Then, Zhang Chengyue followed Ou Peng and the others through the door. The others were busy with their own affairs. These disciples had been gathered together by the Sect Leader a few days ago. They were on guard day and night, thinking that something big would happen. However, they didn't expect that today, the Sect Leader would go out and announce that the alert was canceled. The disciples couldn't help but be confused. However, this was the Sect Leader's business. It was related to their future advancement test. If they could advance, their status and treatment in the sect would be different. They might even be able to learn more advanced martial arts. This was their business.

As for other things, these disciples wouldn't ask too much.

Ou Peng led the group to the meeting hall. Ou Peng's wife saw that they had matters to attend to and excused herself. The others followed Ou Peng into the meeting hall.