Fortunately, the mutated tiger knew she was injured and couldn't help but come to check on her.

Because some of the female cultivators in the shop were afraid, An Zhengzheng threw it into the beast-trapping box and placed it by her bedside.

A special movement spell was set up to prevent anyone from taking it.

This time, it was the female cultivators of the Hundred Women's Pavilion who worked together to break the teleportation spell set up by An Zhengzheng.

With the little tiger by his side, An Zhengzheng suddenly felt more confident.

She commanded the tiger, "Mutant tiger, charge!"

Upon receiving the order, the mutated tiger immediately pounced on Zheng Xiaosha and Hai Guniang.

They were so frightened that they hid behind the real person.

Even the real person was a little scared and used a defensive magic weapon.

He shouted sternly, "An Zhengzheng, are you going to unleash a tiger to harm people?!"

That's absolutely outrageous!

"Do you really think you can kill me with this tiger?"

That's absolutely ridiculous!

An Zhengzheng remained calm as she led several female cultivators back a considerable distance, just to give the mutated tiger room to maneuver.

"I have no need to kill you, nor will I kill you..."

She lowered her eyes slightly and said coldly, "The Hundred Women's Pavilion is closed today and will not accept any visitors. If anyone disturbs us without permission... Little Tiger, do you know what to do?"

The tiger roared to the sky.

Everyone retreated.

An Zhengzheng's behavior is currently severely restricted.

If she were to order the tiger to act and be caught doing something even slightly wrong, Zheng Xiaosha could easily use the power of public opinion.

At that time, Bai Nu Ge and An Zheng Zheng will only receive insults from all over the place.

Therefore, An Zhengzheng had no choice but to close her business.

Moreover, even the entire Siyue Sect wouldn't dare to easily offend Qintian Mansion.

unless……

Unless there is a greater public opinion in the cultivation world that can overshadow An Zhengzheng's counterattack.

Just like in the previous life, if there was any news that the higher-ups didn't want to be discussed, they would release an even bigger scandal about a certain celebrity to divert attention.

But where can I find it?

An Zhengzheng could only swallow this bitter pill and wait for another opportunity to retaliate.

In any case, we absolutely cannot make any public statements today as they wish. Otherwise, the mudslinging that has been thrown at us will never be able to wash away.

An Zhengzheng turned and entered the Hundred Women's Pavilion.

Just as she turned around, a huge blue cloth flew towards her doorway.

Only the two eye sockets were punched in round holes.

It's very strange.

"No... No-Face?"

An Zhengzheng was taken aback. This... should be a person, right?

It was wrapped in a large layer of blue cloth.

"You are..." She wasn't sure if the person who came was good or evil.

The person under the blue cloth said, "What, don't you recognize me?"

The familiar, aged male voice was the same one An Zhengzheng had heard before... It was Master Wushang.

"Master!"

An Zhengzheng was very surprised.

Because she couldn't send any messages out at all, she never expected that Master Wushang would know about the situation here and still be able to come over...

Upon hearing An Zhengzheng call him "Master," Zheng Xiaosha immediately smiled.

He said, "Everyone knows that Master Wushang has never left Siyue Gate since the day he began seeking immortality."

"He didn't even participate in the martial arts tournament, and you call him True Immortal Wushang?... Don't think that just because he's wrapped in a blue cloth, he's True Immortal Wushang!"

That's the master of the Ruthless Path!

Everyone knows that the Path of Ruthlessness is extremely rigorous in its cultivation, and even cultivators at the same True Person level have to be wary of it.

Because disciples of the Ruthless Path learn more, they often have higher cultivation levels!

The master of Qintianfu found it laughable; An Zhengzheng's trick was clumsy, and she actually dared to try to scare him away.

He took out a zither, plucked it slightly, and a powerful gust of wind flew towards the location of Master Wushang.

Immediately, Master Wushang cast a spell to fight.

The two fought fiercely in the air, locked in a close battle.

"This...this is what a real battle of magic is like..."

An Yirou was stunned. Generally speaking, once you reach the True Person level, you see everyone as an ant and you usually don't like to spar anymore, focusing on attaining the Dao.

But they were fighting in the air.

“Actually, Master Wushang should be slightly better…” An Zhengzheng observed very carefully; this was the first time she had ever seen two masters fight.

"It's a pity that while Master Wushang's strength is still there, the opposing master has the advantage in magical artifacts..."

After all, it is Qintian Prefecture.

"What should we do then?" Song Juan and the others also came out to see what was going on.

An Zhengzheng shook her head and said, "Even if we win, we can't speak..."

Because the information they wrote about in their stories all came from the female cultivators of the Hundred Women's Pavilion.

The initial publicity campaign was also out of respect for Bai Nu Ge's original intention, hoping to benefit the world.

With their propaganda skills, this is already common knowledge throughout the cultivation world; their aim is to let more people know about the Hundred Women Pavilion.

Anyone can say that these words are not good, but not An Zhengzheng. Once she says them, they can seize on the angle of "a kind heart being betrayed by the Hundred Women Pavilion" and spread it widely.

If they continue to embellish and distort the facts, their fate will be even worse.

An Zhengzheng only regretted that she didn't have enough say.

"Oh dear!" An Yirou exclaimed in surprise as she looked up at the sky.

It turned out that the True Person of Qintian Mansion had taken advantage of True Person Wushang's inattention to use a magical artifact to lift up his blue outer robe.

An Zhengzheng watched with great tension. Although it was highly unlikely that Master Wushang could help her, she did not want Master Wushang to reveal his true colors in front of everyone because of this matter.

This must be hell for someone with social anxiety.

"It's been lifted!"

Amidst everyone's expectant gazes, the blue cloth covering Master Wushang was lifted in public.

An Zhengzheng felt as if her heart had suddenly been gripped tightly.

But soon, she froze.

An Yirou and the others were also stunned.

Everyone watching below was stunned.

Because of what Master Wushang was wrapped in blue cloth...

It's still just a layer of blue cloth!

An Yirou asked in surprise, "Sister, how many layers of blue cloth did your master wear?"

Is she that socially anxious? To this extent?

"This... I don't know either."

An Zhengzheng hadn't expected this either.

All that could be heard was that Master Wushang was overturned three times, and there were even more below.

Even the True Person of Qintian Mansion was stunned. If they hadn't known that he was only at the Nascent Soul stage, his physique couldn't possibly be bad.

Otherwise, he would have almost thought he was an old man with presbyopia!

He tried again and again to see the true face of Master Wushang, but after all that effort, he hadn't seen a single thing.

The opponent's cultivation level was not low, and his magical power was not shallow. He was clearly at a disadvantage. After all this effort, he felt as if he had been played for a fool.

Nothing was gained!

Enraged, he demanded, "Who exactly are you?!"

It could never be Master Wushang! Master Wushang has never shown his face in thousands of years.

I heard that when they came to seek the master's teachings, they were only eleven or twelve years old and all wore masks.

Some say that the face under his mask is that of the Prince of Lanling, who is exceptionally handsome. He did this to avoid being misled by cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness and to prevent romantic entanglements.

Some say it is a demon or Rakshasa, so ugly and frightening that it dares not show its true face.

How could he possibly step in for An Zhengzheng now?

He was panting heavily from the fight, but he still managed to say, "Please don't blame me..."

"You want to know my true identity... why go through all this trouble? I can simply show you."

The old man's voice, tinged with mockery, carried the voice of Master Wushang.

Everyone was stunned.

Then, Master Wushang slowly lifted the thick layers of cloth.

Everyone, including An Zhengzheng, stared wide-eyed.

Because beneath the layers of fabric lies a figure of relatively small stature, and that face, those clothes... are enough to generate explosive media attention.

An Yirou swallowed hard, incredulous.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed in shock, "Master Wushang... is a female cultivator?"

"The cultivation world... in the last thousand years, there have actually been Jurchens?!"