Chapter 305 Tang Feng's death, Jing Chun's arrest, gathering in Flying Dragon City, and a reunion with Nian Jun!
Ji Hui and Wang Long had followed their master to learn martial arts and Taoism since childhood. They knew that Daoist Jingchun was quiet and peaceful, rarely showing any murderous intent. But now, his murderous aura was chilling, and he said "Leave no one alive," which shocked and frightened the two of them. They changed color and felt at a loss.
Wang Long was slightly older, while Ji Hui was the same age as Li Xian. Both were relatively new to the profession. Wang Long couldn't help but ask, "Master, could it be a misjudgment?"
Ji Hui was verbally harassed and nearly killed someone in anger. But her anger had subsided, and upon hearing the phrase "not a single one left alive," she realized that the slightest mistake could result in dozens of lives. In the end, she became fearful and echoed, "Yes, I don't think it looks like it either."
Daoist Jingchun lowered her eyes, considering the matter carefully. She was already 80% certain of what had happened; just now, the seven people had subtly formed a formation, attempting to encircle and trap her. Ji Hui, being less experienced, was unaware of her perilous situation. If she didn't intervene, Ji Hui would already be in enemy hands. At that point, if the enemy used Ji Hui as leverage, she would find it difficult to manage the situation properly. Therefore, she acted swiftly to rescue her disciple.
But this matter involves dozens of lives, so we must be extremely cautious. Even if she was 90% certain, she still needed to investigate further. She said, "What you two say is correct. Long'er, wait until late at night and go downstairs to investigate. Judging from their appearance, they should be disguised as traveling merchants. Secretly observe whether they are really traveling merchants. If they are, the goods, horses, personnel arrangements, and labor allocation will all be strictly divided. This matter cannot be faked."
"If they are indeed disciples of the Flower Cage Sect, we might even encounter women in distress. Our Jingchun Mountain upholds the code of chivalry, and this is a crucial moment for the Five Great Sword Alliances. We should uphold the spirit of chivalry and save them if we can."
"You must be very careful in your actions."
Wang Long said, "Master, please rest assured. I have mastered the Misty Rain Silk Steps you taught me. I think these people will have a hard time finding my whereabouts."
Master Jingchun nodded. Ji Hui asked, "Master, what about me?" Master Jingchun said, "Your lightness skill is not as good as your senior brother's, so it is not advisable for you to show yourself at this time. I need to practice my skills, so you should stay by my side. If there are any unusual noises or smells... inform me immediately."
Wang Long said, "Junior Sister, protect Master." Ji Hui was slightly disappointed but had no choice but to agree. Jingchun Daoist was quite experienced and knew that the Flower Cage Sect had many methods for dealing with women. If Ji Hui went out, she might be captured by the enemy. Therefore, he found another reason to keep her by his side.
And so Wang Long waited until late at night, eavesdropping on the inn. The wind and snow howled incessantly throughout the night, making quite a racket. Laughter and arguments could be heard from inside the inn at times, but after half an hour, the noise gradually subsided, and Wang Long concluded that they had all fallen asleep.
He immediately slipped out of the house, his feet moving with the lightness of a silken gauze curtain in the misty rain. This lightness skill was quite superb, like misty rain in March blowing through a silken curtain, landing like fine rain pattering on a light veil, emphasizing the words "light" and "floating." At this moment, snow was falling heavily, and Wang Long was like the fine rain in the snow. He completely disappeared into the vastness of nature, becoming impossible to detect.
The inn was quite large. The stables were far from the guest rooms, and the waiters were tidying up the dining area and clearing away dishes. Wang Long walked through a long green corridor and saw many unique snow-covered scenes, which made him quite moved.
Upon arriving at the stables, Wang Long counted the horses; there were thirty-two in total. Observing the details such as the hooves and backs, he noticed signs that they had been carrying heavy loads and had traveled a long distance. He used his "smelling nose" to carefully sniff the area.
This technique, "Smelling the Wind," is a rare martial art for reconnaissance and tracking. Jingchun Mountain has a deep connection with the "Yueshan Sword Sect," and its arrival here is related to this matter. This "Smelling the Wind" technique originated from the Yueshan Sword Sect. Legend has it that the Yueshan Sword Sect has extraordinary individuals who can discern a person's appearance and foresee good or bad fortune simply by smelling their breath.
Wang Long sniffed lightly. A multitude of strange smells—sweat, stench, alcohol—rushed towards him. He immediately knew what kind of goods the horse and beast had carried: wine, honey, and so on. He thought to himself, "It seems Master is being overly suspicious. This is just an ordinary caravan, transporting wine and honey to sell. They had no way to talk about it, so their harassment of Junior Sister Ji was certainly despicable. But Junior Sister Ji is so beautiful; even I am moved by her. Let alone them. Thinking about it this way, it's not entirely unreasonable."
Suddenly, he heard footsteps. Wang Long leaped onto the roof, landing lightly and silently, and crouched down to hide. He saw two guards, each holding a spear, standing on either side of the stable. After observing for a moment, Wang Long quietly slipped away.
He was now about 80% certain that the group was indeed a traveling merchant convoy. But remembering his master's orders, he was duty-bound to fulfill them. He then located the storeroom where the goods were stored and investigated further.
The room was filled with wooden boxes of various sizes. All of them were locked. Wang Long sniffed them lightly and knew what was hidden inside. After searching around, his suspicions lessened further, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly drawn to a wooden box, on which lay two bees, frozen to death. He sniffed closely and detected a faint floral scent emanating from it. The fragrance was delicate and subtle. He thought, "Could there be flowers inside? But if they were, the scent would be much stronger." Without further thought, he quickly fled, quietly sneaking back to his bedroom to tell the whole story.
Jingchun Daoist exclaimed "Eh?" and thought to himself, "Could it be that I have indeed misjudged? However, what I saw and heard in the hall just now is indeed very similar to the style of the Flower Cage Sect. The Flower Cage Sect is not very strong, but it excels in its exquisite formations. Once the encirclement is formed, it is difficult to escape. However, there are many sects in the world that are also proficient in formations. The Golden Body Sect and the Three-Knife Willow Annihilation Sect are both proficient in formations. To say that it is the Flower Cage Sect based solely on this is indeed biased."
She frowned slightly, trying to calm herself, but still couldn't shake her doubts. She immediately questioned Wang Long about the details. Wang Long recounted the events. This time, Daoist Jingchun noticed something amiss and said, "The fragrance of flowers?"
Wang Long said, "There is indeed a box, with a faint floral fragrance. But the fragrance is light, and I don't know what it's for." Jingchun Daoist said, "Indeed, I have my suspicions!"
Ji Hui said, "Oh? Master, please tell me, what is the source of your doubt?" Daoist Jingchun said, "If I'm not mistaken, it contains a flower rope. This Flower Cage Sect is extremely cunning. One of my fellow disciples was captured by them, and I led my fellow disciples to capture him. At that time, I was inexperienced and passed by the Flower Cage Sect several times without realizing it. This shows that this sect is as cunning as a fox and is good at hiding themselves."
"Without that experience, they would have escaped again. The rope used to capture the woman in the flower cage is called the 'flower rope.' It is made from the roots of a certain flower. Whether it is real or not, we only need to pry open the box to find out."
Wang Long and Ji Hui were both on the same page. With a flick of her whisk, the Daoist Jingchun's snow-white black silk threads suddenly lengthened and became dense, binding the two men to her left and right. She lightly raised her left hand, pushed open the window, and gracefully leaped out, landing silently in the storeroom.
Master Jingchun withdrew his whisk. Wang Long and Ji Hui landed steadily. Wang Long, wielding his longsword, cleaved open the lock with a single stroke. Pushing open the box, he found dozens of rolls of flower rope hidden inside. Ji Hui realized that these things were used to bind and capture women; her pretty face flushed, and she turned her head away. Master Jingchun's expression was quite strange, but his experience prevented him from losing his composure.
turn out to be……
The Flower Cage Sect used a water jar, traversing extremely long waterways. This box of flower ropes was made from roots, and amidst the dense moisture, flowers gradually sprouted. Although Tang Feng was cautious along the way, he never expected that Daoist Jingchun would be so vigilant, and it was indeed this flaw that exposed his true identity.
Wang Long exclaimed in shock and anger, "It really is that group of thieves!"
He said, "Master, what should we do now? We should seize the opportunity to capture the leader of the bandits first." With that, he brandished his sword, which made a "clanging" sound.
Ji Hui chimed in, "With Master's martial arts skills, we will assist him from the sidelines, first killing the bandit leader, and then killing the rest of us lesser thieves."
Jingchun Daoist said, "Your solution isn't wrong, but it's not suitable for this situation." She and her fellow disciples had once taken on a mission to exterminate the Flower Cage Sect when they were at the Yueshan Sword Sect. Their strategy was to capture the leader first, joining forces to kill the Flower Cage Sect elder. While the elder possessed cultivation, his martial arts skills were inferior to theirs. Their combined attack quickly revealed their defeat.
However, his men gathered and formed a battle formation. She and her companions were immediately overwhelmed. Later, her senior brother was killed, her senior sister captured, and she managed to escape. To this day, she knows not where her senior sister went; her fate was tragic. Occasionally, she thinks of her and can't help but sigh deeply. Now, times have changed, and although she is no longer the same, she is unwilling to repeat the same mistakes. She said, "The Flower Cage Sect is extremely skilled in coordinated formations. We must first sever their limbs, then cut off their heads. We must start by killing those petty villains."
Fearing that Wang Long and Ji Hui were unaware of the Flower Cage Sect's capabilities, Daoist Jingchun continued, "If they were to form an array, even I, as their master, would risk being captured. Long'er, you would be in grave danger." Her face flushed slightly; these words had greatly dampened her spirits and damaged her reputation. But she could not afford to be careless.
Upon hearing this, Wang Long and Ji Hui indeed frowned and focused their gazes, deeply sensing the danger, and dared not be careless in the slightest. Master Jingchun said, "The three of us, master and disciples, will act together. Hui'er, Long'er, you must be extremely careful and heed my instructions." Wang Long and Ji Hui both replied, "Yes!"
Jingchun Daoist then stealthily entered the nearest room. This "Visiting Immortals Inn" was quite large, with rooms spaced far apart. Jingchun Daoist used her lightness skill to slip away unnoticed. She then slipped into a nearby bedroom.
The room reeked of alcohol and sweat, a truly foul stench. Three people were sleeping inside, already snoring. Judging from their clothing, they were ordinary laborers, used for unloading and moving goods. Wang Long hesitated, glancing at Daoist Jingchun.
Jingchun Daoist knew that the Flower Cage Sect had committed numerous evils and was by no means innocent. With a flick of her whisk, she swept it across one person's cheek. The person's snoring ceased, as if they were sleeping even more soundly, but in reality, they were already dead. With swift movements, she swept the whisk three times, thus taking the lives of three people into her possession.
Ji Hui and Wang Long had never seen their master so ruthless and decisive; they both felt as if they were seeing him for the first time. The three of them quietly slipped out of the bedroom and headed to the next room. With a flick of his whisk, Daoist Jingchun took lives. Wang Long, on the other hand, used his "Iron Ring Claw" to shatter the heart's meridians.
Ji Hui then used her "Exquisite Finger" technique to strike vital points. The three masters and disciples killed without making a sound, taking more than twenty lives in an instant. By this time, even if the Flower Cage Sect realized what was happening, their formation was weakened, and they could no longer resist.
Jingchun Daoist remained cautious, taking lives with every step he took, killing along the way. When he had killed nearly thirty people, Elder Tang Feng, though unaware of the danger, was always cautious and felt a vague unease, so he got up to let the cold wind blow on him.
Jingchun Daoist gave a signal with her eyes, instructing Wang Long and Ji Hui to assassinate the rest. She lightly touched the ground with her toes, leaping gracefully into the air, her figure seemingly floating in mid-air. Like a fairy, she flew out of the window, then slowly drifted down, her toes lightly touching Tang Feng's head.
Her lightness skill had reached an extremely high level. Tang Feng was also a martial artist of the third realm, but the difference in their strength was vast. It was like a three-year-old child facing someone who had mastered the circulation of Qi in a mortal clay statue. Their martial arts realms were the same, but their strength was not necessarily equal.
Even ordinary clay figures have distinctions between the old, weak, sick, and disabled, and between the young, strong, and powerful. The same principle applies to the second and third realms... Ultimately, it depends on one's martial arts prowess and personal skills.
Tang Feng felt a slight itch on the top of his head, like snowflakes falling on his scalp. He raised his hand to scratch the itch, but touched a shoe. He froze, breaking out in a cold sweat, knowing it was no illusion. He immediately channeled his inner energy into his hands and reached up to scratch the top of his head.
This move utilizes the "Dragon-Capturing Claw," and its power is considerable.
Master Jingchun gathered his inner energy and lightly touched the ground with his toes. He dodged the Dragon-Capturing Claw, and at the same time, a suction force seemed to come from the soles of his feet, lifting Tang Feng's body into the air. Tang Feng's Dragon-Capturing Claw had actually struck his own face.
With a tearing sound, the entire face was ripped off. The nasal bone, teeth, and eyeballs were all exposed to the wind and snow, a truly terrifying sight. Although the move was simple and ordinary, Tang Feng already felt a pang of despair, realizing he was no match for the opponent, and opened his mouth to shout.
Master Jingchun, holding a whisk, was prepared. He swept it in a circle around himself, effectively isolating the sound. No matter how Tang Feng shouted, it was difficult for the sound to travel beyond his immediate vicinity. This move came from the "Dust-Free Sword Technique," an extremely powerful martial art of the Yueshan Sword Sect.
Tang Feng was furious but speechless. He knew his opponent was right above him, and no matter how he tried to capture him, he couldn't touch him at all. Jingchun Daoist thought to himself, "This villain has committed many evil deeds. It would be too easy for him to die like this. Although his strength is weak, if we delay any longer, there might be other changes." He swept a whisk towards Tang Feng.
The whisk swept towards the top of the head, seemingly harmless and without any killing power. If it were to strike objects like rocks or iron plates, it would only sweep away the dust. But if it hit a person, it would have the miraculous effect of extinguishing life.
Her move grazed the top of Tang Feng's head. Tang Feng froze, then fell straight forward, dead! Daoist Jingchun sneered, "This person should be an elder, yet he was so easily defeated in a direct confrontation. The Flower Cage Thieves are nothing but worthless insects and rats."
At this moment, Wang Long and Ji Hui had both returned and said, "Master, the Flower Cage bandits have all been killed!"
Jingchun said, "Very good. Now bring the corpses here and take a good look at them, so that no small fry are missed."
Wang Long ran back and forth, carrying several corpses in each hand. Ji Hui, unwilling to touch the bodies, used her sword to carry them. Before long, they were all transported to the backyard.
The commotion attracted the waiter on night duty. Upon seeing the scene, he trembled with fright and plopped down on the snow. Daoist Jingchun smiled apologetically, grabbed the waiter's shoulder, and stopped him from falling.
Jingchun Daoist said, "Young man, don't be afraid." The waiter looked closely at Jingchun Daoist's face; it was fair and flawless, with full red lips—truly beautiful. But seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, he was terrified: "You...you..."
He nearly fainted.
Master Jingchun flicked his finger, fed the waiter a calming pill, and then said, "These people are villains. We kill them to rid the scourge of evil."
The waiter said, "You...you...talk nonsense. They are...they are clearly merchants...I think...I think you are the thugs."
Ji Hui put her hands on her hips and said, "What can you, a mere mortal clay figure, possibly see?" Jingchun Daoist laughed and said, "This young man doesn't know the reason, so it's normal for him to think this way. Long'er, tell me your story."
Wang Long had limited patience for ordinary clay figurines, but following his master's instructions, he told the truth. The waiter, unaware of the "Flower Cage Gate" tale, naturally found it hard to believe. Jingchun Daoist said, "Well, there's nothing I can do then."
Ignoring the waiter for the moment, they began counting the corpses. Wang Long said, "Master, there are thirty-five corpses here."
Jingchun Daoist nodded. She had arrived in a hurry and didn't know the number of people in the caravan. Although she acted discreetly and was confident that no one could escape her grasp, she ultimately had no way to verify it. Suddenly, she thought that the waiter might know the number of people in the caravan, so she asked, "Young man, how many people are in the caravan in total?"
The waiter dared not speak. Ji Hui frowned and said, "You're so annoying! My senior brother explained so much to you, and you still don't believe us, do you? I'm naturally beautiful, do I look like a murderous monster?"
Jingchun Daoist said, "Young man, please speak." Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze. She had been practicing the "Guanchun Treasure Manual" for many years, which was a set of health-preserving exercises.
Health-preserving exercises... generally refer to those with limited effects in the early stages, primarily for strengthening the body, nourishing life, and prolonging life. However, profound health-preserving exercises, when practiced to a deep level, become increasingly mysterious. Nangong Liuli's "Jade-Avoiding True Skill" is such an example.
The "Guan Chun Bao Dian" by Daoist Jing Chun is also of this kind. When one's cultivation reaches a high level, one's words can make people feel as if they are in the presence of spring. They will naturally lower their guard, believe her words, and feel at ease when talking to her.
Li Xian's "Five Organs Avoiding Turbidity and Meeting Yang Meridian" has similar effects, but it contains the martial arts principles of the Pure Yang School, making it profound, obscure, and difficult to summarize as a "health-preserving exercise".
The waiter perked up upon hearing this and said, "If I remember correctly, there were forty-one people."
Master Jingchun frowned slightly. The waiter trembled: "You...you don't mean you're still going to hunt them down?"
Seeing the heavy snow and the impending difficulty of pursuing the enemy, Daoist Jingchun realized that this was already a great victory; the bandit leader had been killed, and there was no need to strive for perfection. She then noticed the innkeeper trembling uncontrollably, clearly terrified, and felt a pang of pity for him.
She said, "Are you afraid? Even if you consider me a demon, I will not kill you."
The waiter said in a tearful voice, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid you'll kill me. But... but if you don't kill me, I... I won't survive either."
Ji Hui said, "Stop dawdling. Just focus on serving the guests; this has nothing to do with you." The waiter replied, "Who says it has nothing to do with me? Tonight was my night shift, and over thirty people suddenly died. You all seem so carefree, leaving tomorrow. But those thirty-odd corpses will definitely fall on my head. Lord He, who loves his people like his own children, will investigate thoroughly, but I will surely be implicated. I... I'm definitely going to be beheaded!"
Jingchun Daoist was slightly taken aback, not expecting this. She knew these people were thieves from the Flower Cage, nameless and faceless, and that burying them on the spot would go unpunished. But then she thought again and asked, "You said your City Lord He loves his people like his own children? What kind of person is he?"
The waiter, his eyes filled with admiration, introduced Lord He once again. Jingchun Daoist thought to himself, "These thieves died so easily. I killed them without any guilt, so why bother to cover it up? Lord He seems quite reasonable and upright; I'm sure I can reason with him."
"Why don't we just stay here and wait for the officials to come?"
He immediately said, "Very well, you write a letter to the authorities. I will stay here and wait for the officials to arrive. I will explain the details myself. You will not be implicated."
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On the other hand...
Li Xian had already fled far away and hadn't seen any pursuers, which secretly pleased him. It turned out that after meeting Ji Hui, Wang Long, and Daoist Jingchun, Li Xian had felt uneasy and had run to Tang Feng to ask, "Elder Tang, what should we do with these people?"
Tang Feng said with a sigh, "If it were any other time, I would have tried to win over this beautiful flower that came to my door. But... let's not cause any trouble."
Li Xian knew that although Ji Hui was spoiled and arrogant, she was still a decent person. Therefore, he did not advise Tang Feng to deal with the three of them. He thought that Tang Feng was very good at hiding his true abilities, and although there was a fight just now, he did not use any martial arts that revealed his true skills, so perhaps he did not reveal any flaws.
If it's just a chance encounter, then parting ways is best. He then joined the others in eating and drinking, and after he was full, he returned to his room to rest. He knew all too well the dangers of the martial world, and being in this secluded place, he needed to be even more careful. "Luo Fa Gen" could act as his eyes and ears, helping him avoid enemies before they even attacked.
Therefore, wherever he went, he would observe the environment and find a place to settle his hair.
He thought to himself, "If something unexpected happens, I need enough time to prepare." He carefully selected and placed the hair strands in three key locations. Then he returned to his bed and began to internally circulate his internal energy, accumulating experience and skill.
It worked wonders. In the dead of night, he suddenly saw the three of them walking lightly, seemingly heading towards the rooms nearby. Li Xian immediately sensed something was wrong: "Oh no, they must have discovered the Flower Thief's identity!" He observed them more closely with the help of a strand of hair and felt even more alarmed: in a short while, the three of them went in and out of several bedrooms, meaning that several people must have already been killed.
Li Xianqiang remained calm, aware of the danger he was in, and weighed the pros and cons with composure. This Daoist Jingchun, able to discern the Flower Cage Sect's identity, must have had past interactions with them, perhaps even being intimately familiar with them. Furthermore, her decision to kill ordinary disciples instead of Tang Feng was a deliberate attempt to evade the encirclement of the formation.
Li Xian knew that even if he shouted and rallied the crowd to resist, it would be too late. The people, drunk and in a daze, were unlikely to form a proper formation quickly. If they made a sound, they would be the first to be killed by Daoist Jingchun.
At this moment, his only concern was his own survival; he couldn't worry about others. Using his double pupils to see through the light, he observed the scenery outside the window, contemplating an escape route. Outside the window was a flowerbed, but its vibrant colors made it quite conspicuous. Escaping through the flowers was clearly not a wise strategy.
Li Xian suddenly thought, "Isn't this pure white snow my shield?" He immediately exhaled clear air and wrapped himself in a robe of pure qi, his whole body enveloped in white.
He then used the essence of "Gentle Breeze Leg" to silently push open the window. Using the strands of his hair as a guide, he observed the movements of the three. Seizing the opportunity, he plunged into the snow. He immediately used "Pure Qi Robe" to cover himself in the white snow, tightly wrapping his entire body.
Perfectly hidden in the snow.
Then, slowly crawling away, they escaped from the inn. Once they were sure they were far enough away, they used the "Seven Star Steps" and activated the "Lightness Technique" to escape at lightning speed. Quietly avoiding danger, they protected themselves completely.
Li Xian sighed, "I wonder how Elder Tang is doing. Alas, it's probably too late. Wandering the martial world, there are grudges and entanglements... there's really nothing one can do."
They walked for several hours. Dawn was breaking; the night had passed. Li Xian thought of "Nangong Liuli," and realized he had to return to the Flower Cage Gate. He was now alone on this journey and still needed to travel to Flying Dragon City to find the location of "Morning Dew."
He continued on his way as usual, but changed into coarse linen clothes and let his hair become disheveled. He walked like this for a day.
The next day at noon, Li Xian suddenly heard several footsteps. He turned around and saw the five people of the "Five Elements Flower Formation".
Li Xian shouted, "Jin Yi!" The five men looked over at the same time and exclaimed happily, "Brother Hua! You're not dead!"
Li Xian said, "Of course I'm not dead, what about you?" These five people no longer had names, and were referred to as "Gold One," "Fire Two," "Earth Three," "Water Four," and "Wood Five." Elder Tang Feng had erased their names so that they would study the formation diligently, and their names and titles were all related to the formation.
Jin Yi said, "My five brothers and I were practicing formations outside the inn. We studied them until dawn. Suddenly, we were attracted by a troop of soldiers. We followed the soldiers back to the inn, only to find out that Elder Tang... and the other disciples were all dead! We dared not utter a sound."
Li Xian asked, "Soldiers and horses?"
Jin Yi said, "Oh, it's 'Young General Yang Xinqiang' from Flying Dragon City. He brought an iron-chained prison cart and imprisoned the three masters and disciples who killed Elder Tang."
Li Xian asked, "Oh?" Huo Er said, "They didn't resist, which is strange. Could it be that Flying Dragon City can help us seek justice?"
Li Xian laughed and said, "There are so many strange things happening here. Flying Dragon City is quite interesting. What are you five going to do? Go back to the Water Altar or somewhere else?"
The five men exchanged glances and said in unison, "Master Hua, we...we five want to follow you." Li Xian said frankly, "If you want to follow me, you must obey my orders and not cause me any trouble. Otherwise, I will abandon you."
The five men exchanged glances and said, "Alright! We'll do whatever Master Hua says." Li Xian observed that the five men appeared honest and simple, and that they practiced martial arts and formations a hundred times more diligently than ordinary bandits. They were usually taciturn and reserved. He felt no ill will towards them.
Li Xian immediately found some clothes and helped the five people change their clothes. That evening, they finally arrived at Flying Dragon City.
The city was magnificent, resembling a coiled dragon. Upon entering, a storyteller in a tavern began to speak:
"Now, in Flying Dragon City, Huang Luxian and Huang Jingbao were nearby, and they sifted through all the heroes of the world again and again."
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"Furthermore, in that Tower of Relief from Worries, enemies gathered, and countless grudges and grievances have been swept away by the wind."
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The city was bustling with activity.
Li Xian suddenly hid herself, and before she had gone very deep into the city, she encountered an acquaintance. Her graceful figure in the purple dress was hard to conceal.
(End of this chapter)
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