Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 234 Is there a way?

Everyone says that Chinese is like a compressed file, but Zhu Wuyao had no idea that simply transplanting the traditional settings of fantasy novels from her previous life would inspire so many readers to imagine so much.

However, the readers were not wrong—

When Zhu Wuyao was writing, due to her habitual way of thinking, she assumed that readers knew what the first wisp of primordial chaos was at the beginning of creation.

However, while the ancient legends here share similarities with those of the previous era, they are also quite different.

This short sentence almost jeopardized orthodox history.

The main reason is that Mr. Silent's identity is extremely mysterious.

Therefore, readers speculated—

Could it be that Mr. Speechless is a cultivator?

Therefore, do you know some inside information that is not something ordinary people can tell?

Could it be that heaven and earth were truly created from scratch...?

Otherwise, how could she write so naturally and seemingly without question?

Zhu Wuyao: I never thought you guys didn't know this setting!

Peony Garden at Zhaixinglou.

Hua Yingting was asleep, her head resting on a book. Soft sunlight filtered through the leaves, making her appear languid and weary. Her clothes fluttered in the gentle breeze, like a fairy who had mistakenly fallen into a flower garden. If—

There wasn't a group of idle fortune tellers surrounding them.

"Shh! Keep your voices down... don't disturb our junior sister Hua's sleep."

"Hehehehe! This time we'll definitely be able to figure out who Mr. Speechless really is!"

"I'm determined to expose all of her drafts!"

"Take me one!"

……

Hua Yingting was resting her head on a book, and one or two words could be vaguely seen through her dark hair. There was no way around it; the title of the book was just too long.

It is the already compiled book, "Sword Immortal Master"!

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Hua Yingting's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The fortune tellers who weren't really engaged in their work suddenly swarmed around him.

"Several of our fellow disciples have returned defeated. Junior Sister Hua, have you ever wondered who this Mr. Wuyu really is?"

Seeing the watchful eyes around her, Hua Ying slowly stretched and said:

"I haven't figured it out either~"

"what?"

Hearing the chorus of groans around her, Hua Yingting smiled and said:

"Since even so many of our senior sisters and junior brothers from the Star-Picking Tower have failed, isn't Mr. Speechless's identity obvious?"

"Uh-huh?"

Tang Xin's eyes lit up, and Shi Yi, who was particularly robust beside her, also cast a curious glance at her.

Hua Ying stood up and said:

"This only proves that Mr. Wuyu is also a divination practitioner. Otherwise, why would the elders of Zhaixinglou who secretly read Mr. Wuyu's stories be unable to resist their curiosity and secretly cast a divination?"

"If they figure it out, they can't help but show off and share it. This news spreads like wildfire, and we always hear about it."

"But right now, Mr. Speechless's identity is well hidden."

After these words were spoken, everyone suddenly realized what was going on!

Generally speaking, it is difficult for diviners of the same level to predict each other's affairs.

This guess... is quite reasonable!

Could it be that a retired Nascent Soul stage senior in the Hall of Offerings, unable to bear the loneliness, secretly writes stories late at night every day, then hides his identity and quietly collaborates with Ink Trace Bookstore?

Otherwise, how could the entire Star-Picking Tower be unable to figure out Mr. Wuyu's real name?

Hua Yingting chuckled as she watched everyone discussing the storybook.

Back then, the first time she received Canglang's Anthology was when A Yao brought it to her.

Now, "Outer Gate Servant" is almost finished.

However, Hua Yingting and Xu San'er didn't get a chance to watch it. Now, they're just waiting for Xu San'er to get his hands on a copy and see how it ends.

But where did A-Yao go...?

To avoid the year-end exam at the Star-Picking Tower, he actually went away for half a year and never returned.

Moreover, she had also performed divination in Zhu Wuyao's dream.

But found nothing.

They didn't even know if they were alive or dead.

Inside the Seeking the Way Hall.

Sect Leader Fang stared into the distance with a solemn expression.

In her vision, the direction of the demon race seemed to be stirring up waves without any wind. It was a lake, but it was constantly rippled, as if it was about to overflow and return to the sea.

Elder Chi laid out his counting rods and was calculating Ye Xiaozhou's location.

"Alas... She has taken a ladleful of the purple aura from my Star-Picking Tower. Now, there is only enough room for one more person to comprehend its true meaning."

"Shen Anzhi, Song Kezi, Ye Xiaozhou, and that sixth personal disciple whose identity is unknown—are they all going to compete for this opportunity?"

Sect Leader Fang withdrew his gaze, smiled, and asked:

"Who told you to turn a blind eye?"

"Well... I tried to stop him once before, but this time it's Xiaobai's turn! Why didn't he step in!"

Elder Chi insisted on explaining, then looked closely at the counting rods in the air and asked suspiciously:

"Demon race?"

"Why did that little brat go to the demon realm?"

really……

Sect Leader Fang nodded slightly. It seemed that Zhu Wuyao and Ye Xiaozhou had been detained by the demon race.

Is it to use those two people's "fate not to return" to make the lake return to the sea, or are they waiting for me, the head of the Star-Picking Tower, to redeem them?

This is really not a place you should go...

She could guess what demands the demons would make; wouldn't that be making things difficult for them?

Master Fang walked to the window.

He took a closer look at the disciples of the Star-Picking Tower.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she immediately sent a message.

Before long, Hua Yingting entered the Seeking Dao Hall, bowed slightly, and asked with a smile:

"Sect Leader, did you call me?"

"Come and sit down. I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Hua Ying blinked, sat down in the chair, and then asked, "

"Sect Leader, what is it?"

"I heard you come from the Moon Shadow Pavilion of the Kunci Continent, and you hold a fairly high position within the sect?"

Master Fang smiled exceptionally kindly, like the wolf in Little Red Riding Hood, making Hua Yingting feel a little awkward.

She is indeed the younger sister of the next sect leader of Moon Shadow Pavilion.

I never imagined that my identity could be hidden from the senior divination master of Zhaixing Tower.

Is there anything wrong with this?

Is it possible that Zhaixing Tower is going to war with Yueying Pavilion, and that her sister, Zhaohua Niang's sister, is going to become a hostage?

"Yes, I don't know..."

"Sigh! Zhu Wuyao and Ye Xiaozhou, those two troublemakers, somehow ended up in the territory of the demon race on the Kunci Continent!"

"Well, as the sect leader, I can't just turn a blind eye, so I've come to ask you... do you have any connections that could get those two out of trouble?"

Hua Yingting: ...Although, you are, after all, the head of Zhaixinglou, how can you act like this in the martial arts world...?

Just from hearing that, Hua Yingting guessed most of it.

"Are those two trapped within the demon realm, unable to escape?"

"Yes! So I'm looking for someone I can talk to. How about this: if you approve, I'll arrange a marriage between Song Kezi and you, so that Zhaixing Tower and Yueying Pavilion can become allies. You can help mediate between them?"

How could you repay kindness with enmity!

Hua Yingting shook her head seriously and said:

"Sect Leader Fang, to be honest, I don't think much of any of your personal disciples, but—"

"Zhu Wuyao is a good friend of mine, so I'll set off now to gather some information."