Records of the Holy Consort Chapter 7

He shook his head, warning himself to keep a clear head. The first priority was to leave this place. He quickened his pace, swiftly descending the mountain to leave the Immortal Palace. Here, he no longer needed to use the "Hidden Dragon, Demonic Shadow" technique, relying instead on the shadows of the trees to hide and advance.

Soon, he reached the foot of the mountain. Just as he was about to leave the Immortal Palace's domain, he suddenly heard a man's voice shout from beside him, "Who's there! Sneaking around the Immortal Palace grounds in the middle of the night!"

The man's voice was powerful and resonant, clearly belonging to a master of martial arts. Mo Xingyun's heart sank. At this moment, his internal energy was mostly depleted, and he was anxious. He didn't want any more trouble; he just wanted to leave this place as quickly as possible. He sped up, intending to dash to the cliff's edge, but just then, he heard the sound of something tearing through the air behind him. A figure flew forward, landing in front of him.

The man was dressed in a red robe, tall and straight as jade. His handsome face wore a stern, killing intent. He held a long sword, and his long red hair danced in the wind like a flame burning in the dark night. He was, without a doubt, Wei Wuyin's son—Wei Yufeng.

"Hmph, since you had the skill to sneak in here without being discovered, you must have some ability. Unfortunately for you, you ran into me. No matter where you're from, you won't be leaving here alive tonight!"

Wei Yufeng raised his long sword and shouted at Mo Xingyun in a low voice.

Mo Xinguan groaned inwardly, wondering how he could run into such a troublesome character. He said in a clear voice, "I am just a mountain villager who wandered here by accident. I was preparing to leave and descend the mountain. I don't know how I have offended you, young master."

Wei Yufeng laughed loudly. "A mountain villager? The lands around the Immortal Palace mountains have been cleared of all villages. There isn't one for miles around. How dare you spout such nonsense to fool me? I see you skulking about with a suspicious demeanor. You're clearly a spy sent here to scout us out. Surrender obediently now, and I'll grant you a quick death."

Mo Xingyun snorted coldly, momentarily speechless. Seeing that a peaceful resolution was impossible, and not having a single weapon on him, he could only grit his teeth, remain silent, and assume a fighting stance.

Seeing Mo Xingyun's stern face and his grim silence, which was as good as an admission of his furtive actions, Wei Yufeng snorted. He leaped forward, neat and decisive, and swung his sword. The two instantly became locked in combat.
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