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The figure was dressed in brocade robes. Although he was sitting, it was still clear that he was tall and had delicate features. He looked somewhat like Ren Yingying, but his face was frighteningly pale, without a trace of blood.
"Ah."
Ren Woxing nodded, waved his hand casually, and pointed to the corpse on the ground.
"Drag him out."
The trembling man standing to the side nodded quickly.
"Yes Yes."
After saying this, the thin man immediately ordered two servants to drag the body out.
"Father, are we going to settle scores with Dongfang Bubai right now?"
Ren Yingying asked.
The mere mention of the name Dongfang Bubai caused a ferocious glint to appear on Ren Woxing's pale face, which quickly returned to calm the next second.
"Not urgent."
Ren Woxing calmly shook his head.
Ren Yingying, standing to the side, felt surprised.
When Ren Woxing was first rescued from the bottom of West Lake, his expression was one of wanting to devour Dongfang Bubai alive, which is quite different from his current demeanor. How come Ren Woxing has calmed down?
At this moment, Ren Woxing looked at the tall old man on the other side.
"Brother Xiang, thank you so much for rescuing me from under West Lake."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Wentian quickly cupped his hands and said, "This is all thanks to the great fortune of the sect leader. Yingying is making plans outside, and I am just doing what Yingying tells me. Even without me, the sect leader would be safe and sound."
Ren Woxing said, "Back when we were in the sect, you and I had the deepest bond. This time, you risked being hunted down by Dongfang Bubai to rescue me. From now on, we can address each other as brothers."
Xiang Wentian's expression turned solemn, as if he were moved.
"Yes, Master."
Ren Woxing looked at Ren Yingying: "You're saying that Dongfang Bubai has already started practicing the Sunflower Manual?"
Ren Yingying shook her head: "I don't know either. I just heard that he has already started practicing. I haven't seen him for a long time."
Since Ren Woxing was imprisoned at the bottom of West Lake, Ren Yingying has been raised by Dongfang Bubai. However, she has not seen Dongfang Bubai for several years and does not know whether Dongfang Bubai has practiced the Sunflower Manual.
Ren Woxing frowned slightly and asked, "When was the last time you saw him?"
Four or five years ago.
Ren Woxing asked again, "What was he like when you met him?"
Upon hearing this, Ren Yingying paused for a moment, then thought back carefully.
After a while.
"I do not remember."
Ren Yingying shook her head.
Ren Woxing frowned and looked at Xiang Wentian.
"Brother Xiang, what was the Dongfang Bubai like when you saw him?"
Xiang Wentian gave a bitter smile.
“Master, that old scoundrel Dongfang Bubai is treacherous and cunning. He is very wary of me. Even Yingying can't see him, so I certainly can't.”
Ren Woxing frowned upon hearing this, but said nothing, and then looked at Ren Yingying.
"Yingying, think carefully, think hard, when you last saw Dongfang Bubai, was there anything wrong with him?"
Ren Yingying was puzzled. She didn't know why Ren Woxing was so persistent about this question, but she still seriously recalled the last time she met Dongfang Bubai.
However, due to the passage of time, Ren Yingying's memories have become blurred.
She had never paid attention to it before, thinking it was just an ordinary meeting, unaware that it would be the last time they met.
Ren Yingying fell into deep thought.
Ren Woxing didn't urge her and waited patiently for her.
After a long time.
"Have!"
Ren Yingying suddenly looked up.
Ren Woxing quickly pressed, "What's wrong?"
Ren Yingying frowned and carefully thought through the fragments of memory in her mind: "Uncle Dongfang... Dongfang Bubai was dressed very brightly on the last day he saw me."
Ren Woxing didn't pay attention to Ren Yingying calling Dongfang Bubai "uncle," but he did notice what came next.
"Bright?"
Ren Woxing pressed for answers.
"Ah."
Ren Yingying nodded.
She remembered that Dongfang Bubai wore a bright red robe that day, which was different from his usual attire.
"anything else?"
Ren Woxing frowned; he was not satisfied with the answer.
He seemed very awkward that day.
Ren Yingying answered quickly.
Memories buried for so many years began to resurface and gradually became clearer in her mind.
"The way he looked at me that day was strange, and his voice was different from before."
As Ren Yingying thought about it, she said, "He speaks very softly and his movements are very strange, like a woman."
As Ren Yingying spoke, she recalled the movements of Dongfang Bubai from her memory, and then began to demonstrate.
Ren Woxing watched Ren Yingying's movements without blinking; these were clearly the habits of a woman.
"By the way, Master."
Xiang Wentian then said, "Now Dongfang Bubai no longer sees any members of the Divine Cult, and has put a man named Yang Lianting in charge of the Divine Cult."
Upon hearing these words and seeing Ren Yingying's actions, Ren Woxing was clearly taken aback.
"Did you really practice the Sunflower Manual?"
Ren Woxing muttered to himself.
"No! Impossible! How could he possibly have practiced the Sunflower Manual!"
"no, I can not!"
Ren Woxing suddenly shook his head, his eyes darting around in thought.
"Father, what happened to the Sunflower Manual?"
Ren Yingying's doubts grew as she saw Ren Woxing keep asking about this.
Xiang Wentian also wanted to know the answer.
It's just the Sunflower Manual, is it really that big of a deal?
Did Ren Woxing's brain get damaged from being imprisoned in West Lake for more than ten years?
Xiang Wentian had considered this possibility.
"Hehe, hahaha, hahahaha."
Ren Woxing suddenly laughed again, his voice growing louder and louder until he burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha, Dongfang Bubai, hahahahaha."
Ren Woxing threw his head back and laughed heartily, his expression filled with smugness.
"Dongfang Bubai, you really did practice the Sunflower Manual that I left behind. It didn't take me any effort at all, hahahaha."
Ren Woxing laughed heartily. When he thought of Dongfang Bubai's current appearance, he felt that many of the grievances and resentments he had suffered over the past ten years while imprisoned in the dark and gloomy West Lake prison had dissipated.
Chapter 305: The Four Immortals of Peach Valley
"Father, what exactly happened?"
Ren Yingying was confused, not knowing what Ren Woxing was laughing at.
Ren Woxing glanced at her, then at Xiang Wentian, and said.
Do you know what the first step is in practicing the Sunflower Manual?
Ren Woxing had a smile on his face, as if he was in a very good mood.
Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian exchanged a glance and shook their heads.
"do not know."
Ren Woxing laughed: "The first mantra of the Sunflower Manual is: 'To practice this divine skill, one must first castrate oneself.'"
"what?"
"Castrate yourself?"
Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian were stunned, unable to believe it.
The Sunflower Manual and the Star Absorbing Skill are the two great divine skills of the Sun Moon Sect. No one except the sect leader can see them. Of these two divine skills, only the Star Absorbing Skill has ever shown its power in the martial arts world, which was before Ren Woxing was imprisoned at the bottom of West Lake.
The Star Absorbing Skill is a martial art that can absorb the power of others. At that time, the Star Absorbing Skill was feared by people in the martial arts world.
Unexpectedly, Ren Yingying already thought the Star Absorbing Technique was evil enough, but the Sunflower Manual was even more evil.
"Humph."
Ren Woxing then began to talk about his previous arrangements.
"Actually, I had already laid the groundwork for this when Dongfang Bubai plotted against me."
Ren Woxing chuckled and said, "More than ten years ago, my Star Absorbing Technique malfunctioned, and I urgently needed to go into seclusion. However, Dongfang Bubai was treacherous and ambitious. If I went into seclusion, he would definitely make a move. So I handed over the Sunflower Manual to him and appointed him as the next leader of the sect. My purpose was to keep him in check and kill him after I finished my seclusion. But I didn't expect him to make the first move and imprison me at the bottom of West Lake."
When this old story was mentioned, a hint of hatred flashed in Ren Woxing's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by a sense of satisfaction.
"I thought he wouldn't practice the Sunflower Manual after he usurped my position as leader, but I didn't expect him to still practice it. But then again, it makes sense. Anyone who sees such an evil skill would lose control. If I hadn't been practicing the Star Absorbing Technique back then, I probably would have been unable to resist practicing the Sunflower Manual as well."
It turned out to be the case.
No wonder Ren Woxing suddenly appointed Dongfang Bubai to succeed him, and then Dongfang Bubai inexplicably usurped the throne. Xiang Wentian was puzzled by this, but now he finally understands.
"Father, you said that Dongfang Bubai practiced the Sunflower Manual, so the reason he no longer sees any members of the Sun Moon Cult is because he has become..."
Ren Yingying thought of a question.
"good."
Ren Woxing laughed.
"I'm afraid Dongfang Bubai has completely changed by now."
Thinking of this, Ren Woxing couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
"Dongfang Bubai, Dongfang Bubai, although I have been imprisoned at the bottom of West Lake for more than ten years, you have also fallen for my trick, so we are even, hahahaha."
Seeing Ren Woxing laughing, neither Ren Yingying nor Xiang Wentian said a word.
"Father, shall we go to Blackwood Cliff now to seek revenge on Dongfang Bubai?"
Ren Yingying spoke again after Ren Woxing finished laughing.
Ren Yingying was very confident about conquering Blackwood Cliff.
Through her years of training and nurturing, she now commands countless men. The few thousand who surrounded Mount Hua last year were just the tip of the iceberg. Now that Ren Woxing has emerged, even if they clash head-on with Dongfang Bubai, the outcome is still uncertain.
"Not urgent."
Ren Woxing is still those two words.