Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1028 - 615: Jianghuai Army

What Du Fuwei said is undoubtedly true, after all, he is the dignified Commandant, how could those present dare not believe him.

But as for who this master really is...

Their gazes keep glancing around.

Yet, no one bothers to look at Sui Yi, who is in the corner helping the military doctor treat the wounded...

Hmm, not much of a presence.

But regarding that woman, probably quite significant.

"Press it against your neck yourself."

Sui Yi’s voice brings the woman back to her senses, she looks at Sui Yi dazedly, and Fang Zheng hands her a clean tea-colored square scarf, which is soaked with a strong medicinal scent.

It’s the hemostatic medicine carried by the military doctor’s side.

There is only one military doctor on the team, and so many wounded people, that the somewhat aged doctor had Sui Yi help out, hence the hemostatic medicine ended up with Sui Yi.

The woman couldn’t say a word, she carefully received the square scarf, obediently pressed it against the shallow knife wound on her neck, feeling a bit of cool and stinging pain, yet it did stop the bleeding, soon the blood flowing red from her neck stopped.

She looks at the corpse of her "husband" in the corner, for a moment her pupils turn red.

Yet also feel somewhat relieved.

Finally, turning into worries and confusion.

Elsewhere, in a deep mountain old forest, a red-dressed Wanwan leaps out from among the woods, her Heavenly Demon Ribbon forming an alluring red current.

She lands silently on an ancient tree beside a cliff, staring without a sound at the enormous waterfall crashing down ahead, beside the waterfall is the cliff.

A woman sits atop the cliff.

She can see her profile.

Stunningly beautiful, majestic, sharp and aloof.

Wanwan lowers her head, silent.

Suddenly.

The woman opens her eyes.

In the instant her eyes open, she flicks her finger...

A huge cutting edge sweepingly spans over ten meters, slashing onto the enormous waterfall.

River Cutting Sea Splitting!

The whole waterfall was actually split apart directly!

A dominant blade river.

Done with just a flick of her finger.

Wanwan’s breath tightens, she looks up, the woman has already stood.

"The message you sent has been seen, there has never been a saying of Cihang Calming Studio passing Sword Dao onto a man, even if that person might be a woman, if they possess such Sword Dao prowess, they must be the representative of this generation of Cihang Calming Studio, such a person would not discreetly keep a low profile."

It seems so, Wanwan thinks of the eccentric swordsman, although hypocritical and insincere like Cihang Calming Studio, but if they were from Cihang Calming Studio, they would acknowledge her disciple status...

"Besides, Cihang Calming Studio already has Shi Feixuan, if they truly have the ability to cultivate another Shi Feixuan, they wouldn’t be unable to do away with our Demon Sect all these years." Wanwan’s words carry a certain sarcasm towards Cihang Calming Studio.

"Indeed, master sees things clearly."

This woman is the leader of the Demon Sect, Zhu Yuyan, she doesn’t turn around, just stands with her hands behind her back, gazing at the rejoined immense waterfall, speaking lightly: "Your martial arts are not yet perfected, stay within the Gate to cultivate."

"Then master, regarding that person..."

"I have sent word that she is from Cihang Calming Studio... forcing Cihang Calming Studio to come forth."

Wanwan, upon hearing this, understands, and feels that her master is more experienced.

In this way, Cihang Calming Studio will have no choice but to emerge ahead of schedule.

Meanwhile, at Cihang Calming Studio...

It is a place of secluded purity, with green bamboos covering whole expanses like a mountain.

This place was once considered the highest prestige dungeon in this world, because it is called Cihang Calming Studio.

In an ethereal tranquil courtyard, shadows of bamboo flutter.

Beneath the bamboo is a stone table and stone chair.

The master of Cihang Calming Studio, Fan Qinghui, sits alone, with several women in white sword attire standing beside her, their manners as well as appearances exceptionally elegant and radiant.

These women are either wearing long swords at their waists or carrying long swords on their backs, with outstanding demeanor.

"Master, nowadays it’s widely rumored in Jianghu that one from our Cihang Calming Studio has emerged, with exceptional martial arts, and had a confrontation with the Demon Sect’s witch; many already believe it, do we as a Sect need any response?"

Fan Qinghui strokes the rim of her cup with her finger, speaking softly: "Can you trace that person’s origins?"

"Only know that this person has ties with Yuhang’s chief constable Fu Zhuo, the two collaborated to solve the Zheng Long murder case, afterward... their background remains completely elusive."

This woman has thoroughly investigated the matters of Yuhang from that day.

Even revealing that Zheng Long was indeed the real murderer.

"This person’s origins are unknown, martial arts formidable, it’s quite humorous to say, this person is in male form, how could they be one of us at Cihang Calming Studio, yet those people outside all believe it."