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The biting cold wind wrapped around the moisture of the mountains, awakening Meng Hao's consciousness from the chaos. He suddenly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was a strange and ancient ceiling, with a faint herbal scent lingering at the tip of his nose. The intense pain in his body reminded him of everything that had happened before he lost consciousness—the pursuit by the Underworld, and that life-saving white figure at the last moment. He struggled to sit up but found his limbs weak and powerless.
"You're awake?" A clear voice rang in his ears.
Meng Hao turned towards the sound and saw a young woman in a blue robe standing by the bed. Her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny. She had a well-proportioned figure, her graceful curves subtly visible beneath her robe. Her long black hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, yet it couldn't hide her natural charm. It was Sun Ruoshui, the disciple of the Kongtong Sect who had helped him that day.
"How are you feeling?" Sun Ruoshui stepped closer, extending her slender fingers to check his pulse, her movements skilled and gentle.
Meng Hao felt somewhat uncomfortable avoiding her touch; he could sense that Sun Ruoshui's fingers were cold yet carried an inexplicable warmth. His throat was dry, and he managed to squeeze out a few words, "Where... where am I?"
"Kongtong Sect." Sun Ruoshui withdrew her hand, her tone flat but with a hint of amusement. "When my senior brother brought you back, you were on the brink of death. Now, word has spread outside that you are just a woodcutter who managed to kill a top expert from the Underworld with a single axe strike. Tsk tsk, quite remarkable." She looked him up and down, her gaze filled with inquiry.
Meng Hao's brows furrowed tightly; he could feel the scrutiny and disdain in Sun Ruoshui's words, as if he were some kind of unsightly anomaly. He struggled to recall everything that had happened before he fainted—the power of the Heavenly Axe, those assassins who fell beneath its blade, and Li Yunyan...
"Where is Li Yunyan?" he suddenly asked, urgency flashing in his eyes.
Sun Ruoshui scoffed lightly, her tone somewhat dismissive. "That woman? She left long ago. When my senior brother brought you back, she took advantage of the chaos to escape. What? You still care about her?" There was a barely perceptible disdain in her gaze.
Hearing this, Meng Hao's heart sank. Li Yunyan was gone... Yes, she had always been a mysterious woman; perhaps it was to save herself or for some other purpose that she left—there was nothing strange about it. Yet for some reason, an indescribable sense of loss surged within him.
"A woodcutter? What kind of status could he have? Just someone who got lucky and stumbled upon a divine weapon," came a hostile voice from the doorway.
Meng Hao turned to see Li Muqing striding in with a mocking smile on his face, his eyes filled with unabashed jealousy. Behind him followed several disciples of the Kongtong Sect, all regarding Meng Hao with curious yet skeptical expressions.
"You’re that woodcutter?" Li Muqing approached the bed and looked down at Meng Hao from above with contempt in his voice. "I heard you possess a divine weapon capable of slaying experts from the Underworld? Truly laughable!"
"You..." Meng Hao clenched his fists tightly as anger surged within him. He disliked being looked down upon even more than being insulted.
"What’s wrong? Did I hit a nerve and make you angry?" Li Muqing sneered. He waved his hand at the disciples behind him and said, "Look at this pathetic woodcutter; he dares to act wild on my Kongtong Sect's territory!"
The disciples erupted into laughter, their eyes gleaming with schadenfreude.
"Enough!" Sun Ruoshui frowned and scolded him. "Li Muqing, don’t go too far! After all, he is a guest invited back by our sect leader!"
"A guest?" Li Muqing scoffed derisively, his eyes filled with disdain. "A wild brat of unknown origin is worthy to be called a guest of my Kongtong Sect? Sun Junior Sister, I think you've been fooled by his pitiful appearance!"
A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Bai Yunzi's eyes as he gazed at the Heavenly Axe in Meng Hao's hands, filled with admiration. He knew that this axe was no ordinary weapon, and Meng Hao was no ordinary woodcutter.
"This... how is this possible!" a disciple exclaimed involuntarily.
Meng Hao retracted the Heavenly Axe. Though his body was weak, a hint of pride adorned his face. He turned to Li Muqing, a mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "Brother Li, what do you think of my woodcutter's axe technique?"
Li Muqing's face turned ashen. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, yet he couldn't utter a word. He felt the strange gazes of the surrounding disciples—shock, curiosity, and even a touch of reverence. This sensation clawed at his heart like a cat's scratch.
Sun Ruoshui watched Meng Hao, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. She hadn't expected this seemingly dull woodcutter to unleash such astonishing power. Suddenly, she felt that Meng Hao was not as simple as she had imagined.
Bai Yunzi approached Meng Hao and patted him on the shoulder, speaking earnestly. "Young friend, your strength exceeds my expectations. The axe in your hand is certainly no trivial item. Would you be willing to join my Kongtong Sect and undergo trials?"
At these words, Meng Hao's heart trembled. He knew this was an opportunity to change his fate. He looked into Bai Yunzi's kind eyes and then at the varied expressions of the surrounding disciples; he understood that this path was one he had to take.
"I am willing to join Kongtong Sect and undergo trials!" Meng Hao knelt on one knee, his voice firm and powerful.
Bai Yunzi nodded in satisfaction, helping Meng Hao up with eyes full of expectation. "Good! Very good! From today onward, you shall be a registered disciple of Kongtong Sect. As for your identity, it will naturally be revealed once you pass the trials!"
He cast a meaningful glance at Li Muqing before addressing all the disciples. "You may disperse! Meng Hao needs to rest."
Upon hearing this, although many questions lingered in their minds, the disciples dared not defy their master's orders and began to leave. Li Muqing shot Meng Hao a resentful glare before following the crowd out.
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