Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 1114 - 737: Master in Peril

The young woman turned her head to watch Ji Wuming’s departing figure, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"He’s gone. If you keep looking, your eyes will become entranced." At this moment, Zhao Yunluo tugged at the young woman’s sleeve, teasing her, assuming she was pining over him,

"We should go pay our respects to the old madam."

With that, she pulled the young woman towards the backyard.

A hint of impatience flashed in the young woman’s eyes. As she was being pulled away by Zhao Yunluo, a colorful butterfly flew out from her sleeve, fluttering over the eaves in the direction Ji Wuming had gone.

At the same time, she playfully called out, "Sister, slow down," and glanced back at Ji Wuming’s figure, her eyes glinting with mischief and coldness.

She hoped she was mistaken.

Young Hero Ji, could it be that you’ve discovered something?

The witch coldly snorted in her heart.

......

Elsewhere, after leaving the Yun Mansion, Ji Wuming glanced towards Yunding Mountain and couldn’t help but quicken his pace.

He wished he could directly use Escape Light, but the air prohibition above Jingguan City made it too conspicuous, and he didn’t want to attract attention.

At this time, West City Street, although the morning light had just broken, was already bustling with people, lively and bustling.

Today, the Yunding Mountain seal ceremony, known as the greatest event of Jiannan Road, would commence. After the ceremony, troops from Yunding Mountain would march south to battle the demons, and from early morning, Jingguan City was in uproar.

Ji Wuming marveled at the vibrant scene, yet he grew increasingly anxious. He blended into the crowd, heading towards Yunding Mountain.

"Mom, look at the beautiful butterfly!" Along the way, a child accompanying their mother to the market clapped excitedly, pointing at the butterfly dancing in the sky.

Ji Wuming, passing by the child, thought it unusual for there to be butterflies this season, and as he glanced up, he indeed saw it—a colorful butterfly fluttering away in his line of sight.

Distracted by his own thoughts, Ji Wuming merely glanced then looked away, finding a nearby stable,

"Do you have any horses?" he asked.

"Ah, bad timing, sir. Since the day before yesterday, there’s been a high demand for renting horses, none are left. You might have to try another place."

Ji Wuming frowned but said nothing, leaving the area.

Just as he exited the stable, he noticed a patrol team of garrison troops parading along the street.

Each soldier was clad in armor, fully equipped, ten men to a group, patrolling on horseback. Onlookers instinctively made way for them.

A few days ago, a horrifying bloodshed by demons occurred on the main street of the four cities, putting everyone on edge. It was rumored the Yunding Mountain seal ceremony was precipitated by this incident, prompting the Martial Saint General on Yunding Mountain to prepare to march south in rage.

On this significant day, the deployment of large garrison troops for patrol ensured the seal ceremony proceeded smoothly.

Ji Wuming’s eyes brightened slightly as he observed the fierce-looking garrison patrol.

When this patrol reached an area with sparser crowds, Ji Wuming appeared at a corner, clasped his fist, and greeted,

"Excuse me, gentlemen."

The patrolling soldiers instinctively gripped their waist knives, responding alertly at the sight of someone blocking their path, a swift sound of drawn blades ringing out.

The leading Small Flag halted his horse, his gaze stern as he looked at the newcomer, quickly signaling his men not to act rashly.

"Are you from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect?"

The Small Flag didn’t recognize Ji Wuming but recognized the attire, known for its golden sword emblem, associated with the famous Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

"I am Ji Wuming, sorry to interrupt your duty."

"I just have some business and would like to borrow a horse from you gentlemen, as a favor!"

Ji Wuming politely clasped his fist.

"Are you Young Hero Ji?" Upon hearing Ji Wuming introduce himself, the Small Flag’s expression was instantly shaken, deeply surprised.

"That’s right." Ji Wuming nodded.

"No need to say more. Since Young Hero Ji requires a horse, although it’s against protocol, your reputation merits an exception."

"Someone, bring a horse for Young Hero Ji!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier dismounted and personally brought the horse over, generously offering the reins to Ji Wuming with a smile,

"Young Hero Ji, please mount the horse."

Ji Wuming was touched by their straightforwardness, his heart warmed. Without hesitation, he took the reins, mounted the horse, ready to dash towards Yunding Mountain after a brief farewell.

However, as he mounted, in a fleeting moment, he caught sight of a colorful butterfly resting on the eaves, seemingly without any peculiarities.

Yet, a bolt of realization flashed in Ji Wuming’s mind.

The same butterfly.

He had seen it before.

As if by reflex, with matters weighing on his mind, he became increasingly suspicious.

However, after mounting, he didn’t cast another glance in that direction, maintaining a normal expression. He then rode forward, bowing to the leading Small Flag Officer,

"Thank you for your kind assistance. I must take my leave."

Ji Wuming, appearing composed, offered polite words while his gaze was fixed on the Small Flag Officer, speaking at a slightly hurried pace. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

After speaking, Ji Wuming turned his horse, adjusting course not towards Yunding Mountain, but instead heading to the Southern City.

Watching Ji Wuming depart, the colorful butterfly on the eaves took to the air, following in his direction.

At the same moment, the Small Flag Officer, watching Ji Wuming leave, retained a seemingly normal expression, which gradually turned perplexed and even grave.

"Return immediately."

"Regroup."

.....

At dawn, Yunding Mountain, as the morning light broke, the entire mountain was enveloped in a state of agitation.

Drill sounds from various training grounds echoed to the sky, causing the mountains to tremble.

Today marks the day of the seal ceremony, and relevant orders had already been issued.

But those were just surface announcements, deliberate leaks.

Now, early this morning, at the Ninth Mountain Colonel Hall, the absolute core area belonging to Chen Yuan.

Pei Qing gathered various Colonels for a secret meeting, discussing the early deployment of select elite troops into the battlefield and devising battle plans.

From Gongsun Yang came reports of victory.

Not long after, a disturbance was heard outside the tightly closed hall doors.

While presiding over the meeting, Chen Yuan heard the commotion, made a calming gesture with his hand, and inquired to the outside.

"Who is causing a ruckus outside?"

Soon, a guard outside reported back.

"Reporting to General, it’s a Small Flag Officer from the West City Defense Bureau urgently requesting an audience. I informed him that the General and Colonels are discussing important matters, asked him to wait, and it concerns Ji Wuming of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect."

"Let him speak, what’s the issue?" Chen Yuan, inside the hall, with eyes gleaming golden light, perceived the situation outside clearly.

"Reporting to General Chen, I was patrolling the street when I encountered Young Hero Ji Wuming. He informed me via message to seek the General at Ninth Mountain, said there’s something amiss with the Master, and the Yun Family has a ghost. So I came immediately, without delay."