Chapter 1117: Chapter 1117: Roaming the World with a Sword (21)
The two were still very close, close enough that Ming Xian could feel the warmth from her body and even faintly hear her heartbeat.
He said he wouldn’t be with her… What did she mean by this?
Chuzheng didn’t care at all what he wanted.
Anyway, ultimately, he’s mine.
“Answer my question.”
Ming Xian was silent for a while: “Seven Star… Island.”
Chuzheng held his wrist, a bit intimately and ambiguously: “What a coincidence.”
At this moment, Ming Xian felt as though he was sealed up, all senses absent; he didn’t know what he was supposed to do or what he should do.
Chuzheng’s fingers threaded through his, ten fingers intertwining.
Still, Ming Xian didn’t react much, so Chuzheng turned her gaze to the distance: “Do you know which direction Seven Star Island is?”
“Venus.” Ming Xian didn’t know the exact location, only the direction.
Venus… East?
Guiding directions on the sea is a real challenge for her, so Chuzheng simply planned to wait until Venus is visible to proceed.
Chuzheng tilted her head at him: “Did you kill the people at Mingjing Mountain?”
“No.” Ming Xian bowed his head, his voice somewhat muffled: “I haven’t gone… the people of Mingjing Mountain are all dead.”
He was meant to go to Mingjing Mountain.
But just as he arrived near Mingjing Mountain, it came out that everyone there was killed.
And… it was supposedly by him.
Ming Xian was not concerned about such framing; probably someone who had a grudge with them sought revenge and then framed him.
Anyway, they were dead, which was fine.
Thus, he left on the same day.
Ming Xian didn’t know what happened afterward; he didn’t want to inquire or was in no mood to inquire.
Chuzheng asked: “Do you want to tell me about your affair?”
Chuzheng wasn’t very keen on understanding Ming Xian’s past.
But if he didn’t clear up this matter, there would be no way to know what the person who framed him truly wanted.
“My affair?” Ming Xian looked up, showing a momentary confusion on his face, then only a hint of coldness: “What affair could I possibly have with you to talk about?”
“Don’t you want to know who framed you?” Chuzheng said: “How do you think the people at the Yang Residence died?”
“Yang Li…” Ming Xian’s mind buzzed: “What do you mean?”
Chuzheng said: “Yang Li was originally meant to frame you too; I burned the place down with fire and caught someone. Do you want to know what that person told me?”
The voice he vaguely heard that day was indeed correct.
She brought someone back.
Right on the day something happened at the Yang Residence.
Yang Li died.
The people at Mingjing Mountain also died.
Always one step ahead of him.
Why?
Ming Xian asked: “What did they say?”
Chuzheng didn’t speak, just looked at him.
For some reason, Ming Xian suddenly recalled the words she had spoken earlier—baby, one exchanged for one, to be fair.
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Ming Xian had an inner struggle for a while before finally making a resolute decision.
“Do you really want to know?”
“I don’t want to, but I need to.” Chuzheng replied honestly: “I need to understand.”
Ming Xian frowned.
If you don’t want to know, why do you need to understand?
Ming Xian took a deep breath: “Fifteen years ago, my whole family was exterminated; those people I killed were all participants then.”
That clan extermination massacre is now forgotten.
But he remembers.
He remembers the fallen clansmen, remembers those flashes of blades and swords.
Ming Xian said it plainly, hiding all details, summarizing it with a central theme.
“Yang Li and the monk from Mingjing Mountain too?”
“Hmm.”
Ming Xian doesn’t kill the innocent; as long as they don’t block his path, he only seeks revenge on the participants of that time.
Just every time, those people would rush forward, forcing him to kill.
There are the last people he needs to kill on Seven Star Island.
Chuzheng suddenly asked: “Did Qiu Yuehe participate too?”
“Qiu Yuehe?” Ming Xian naturally had heard of him, the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch. Ming Xian shook his head: “No…”
Ming Xian suddenly paused: “Why do you ask that?”
Chuzheng said: “The matter of the Yang Residence was instructed by him behind the scenes.”
Mingjing Mountain was unclear because she didn’t catch any living witness onsite.
Ming Xian: “Qiu Yuehe is the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch. He wants to catch me…”
Chuzheng said: “There’s no need to kill everyone and then frame you to catch you.”
Ming Xian couldn’t speak.
Indeed.
He already had enough blood on his hands.
No need to frame him again.
Why then?
“Qiu Yuehe is also on Seven Star Island; at that time, I’ll capture him for you to question.” Chuzheng held Ming Xian’s hand tighter: “But you must promise me not to act, I will do it for you.”
“This is my affair…”
“Ming Xian, if you don’t agree, I won’t take you to Seven Star Island.” Chuzheng directly threatened.
On this vast ocean, Ming Xian absolutely had no right to oppose.
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Seven Star Island.
Gao Qi is the owner of Seven Star Island, and he has a brother, Gao Yong.
The two were once legendary figures in the martial world—not good people, of course—later they retired to Seven Star Island, and the rumors about them were gradually eclipsed by younger talents.
“Alliance Hierarch, how come you have time to visit here?”
Gao Qi was hosting Qiu Yuehe, speaking with a tone as if they were old friends.
Yet, one is a righteous leader, the other a typical villain; if outsiders saw them being so chummy, who knows how many jaws would drop.
And Gao Yong was directly lounging nearby with legs crossed, showing little respect for Qiu Yuehe.
Alliance Hierarch Qiu Yuehe sat in the main seat, perhaps because of martial arts training, he looked about forty, handsome, and somewhat resembled Han Qiqi.
Qiu Yuehe carried an authoritative air: “You two brothers have been here for so many years, surely unaware of outside happenings?”
Gao Qi and Gao Yong exchanged looks: “Did something happen?”
Qiu Yuehe said: “In the martial world, a bloodthirsty Demon Head has emerged.”
Gao Yong scoffed: “So what, hasn’t there been such people before? Surely this doesn’t require Alliance Hierarch Qiu Yuehe to come here personally to notify us?”
Where there’s justice, there’s evil in the martial world.
No matter the time, there will always be atrociously wicked people in the martial world.
Qiu Yuehe looked with a deep gaze: “The people he kills were all involved in the past…”
Gao Qi and Gao Yong were instantly shocked: “Impossible, at that time, it was handled cleanly, no survivors left!”
Qiu Yuehe chuckled: “Now, all that’s left is your Seven Star Island.”
Gao Yong couldn’t hold back, banging the table in anger: “Qiu Yuehe, what’s going on exactly, speak clearly! Who did it?!”
There was lurking fury at Qiu Yuehe’s eyes, but before he could speak, someone rushed in from outside: “Island Master, Second Island Master, someone has landed, requesting to speak.”
Qiu Yuehe frowned.
“Who?” Gao Qi was also quite impatient.
“Claiming to be from the Chiyang Sect, and another claiming to be Han Qiqi of Tianshan.”
The name Han Qiqi caused Qiu Yuehe’s expression to slightly stiffen, his hand slowly releasing the teacup.
The Gao Qi brothers knew the name Chiyang Sect, and Tianshan was even more renowned.
“Invite them up then.” Gao Qi finally said: “Alliance Hierarch…”
Qiu Yuehe chuckled: “No hurry, you can entertain them first.”
“Then…”
Qiu Yuehe: “The situation outside is still controllable.”
Gao Qi was preoccupied; at this time, if people came, he couldn’t ignore them and had to follow Qiu Yuehe’s lead.