In reality, if Xue Lingxiu didn't want to do it himself, he could easily hire a few experts. However, after receiving thirteen letters cursing his family, he found it difficult to resolve his anger without taking action himself.
The iron fan's silver hook was sharp. He gripped the fan handle with his slender fingers and pulled it back. The man in black, who had thought he had quietly circled behind him, was instantly hit with blood all over his head and face. He cried out in pain: "Ahhhhhh!!!"
The screams echoed through the air, sending chills down one's spine.
"You said my third sister died without a complete body?" Xue Lingxiu slowly put away her folding fan and said with a smile, "Who gave you such audacity?"
His expression changed with incredible speed, and his attacks were truly sinister and vicious. He would either strike at the head or face, or else strike at the lower back, silently and forcefully. A medical practitioner, he knew how to effortlessly inflict pain that drove people mad. In an instant, the dead end was filled with the heartbreaking cries of the men in black.
"It hurts! It hurts!! Stop hitting my face!! Aaaaaaaaaahh ...
"I'm just responsible for sending the emails. It's none of my business!!"
"Didn't they say he always hides at the back, so he must be very weak?! Xuanbao Pavilion gave us false information again! Fuck your father, give me back my money!!!"
"The intelligence was only half right." Xue Lingxiu's fan flew out of her hand, its silver hook gleaming like a hidden weapon, tearing a circle of wounds, splattering blood, and then obediently returned to his hand. However, his expression became even more unhappy, and he even bit his back teeth as he spoke: "I was always at the back, but I didn't hide!"
God knows how long he'd been holding it in. Back in the Miaoshou Sect, his martial arts skills were among the best of his peers. While not as good as the sects specializing in martial arts, it wasn't bad, right?! How could a medical practitioner be completely defenseless? He's a medical practitioner, not a punching bag!
However, none of his teammates were normal. Every time they encountered danger, he would be suppressed with various excuses before he could take action.
Yun Xian said, "Brother Xue, just hold on to yourself!"
Qi Zhiye said, "Stop getting in the way."
Ji Rongxue said, "You are too precious to die."
Jimo Shu said: "Just you? No need."
Just him? What do you mean just him?! What happened to him?!
Even Buddha would be angry!
It just so happened that someone had run into bad luck today, and Xue Lingxiu was happy to play along. The iron fan flew through the crowd, leaving blood all over the ground. The leader couldn't stand it any longer and shouted, "Retreat! Go!"
Just as he was about to leave, the iron hook on the fan bone gently pressed against his scapula through a thin layer of cloth.
Cold and sharp.
Xue Lingxiu had arrived behind him at some point, fanning herself with a smile as she said, "Come as you please, leave as you please. Do you think this is a restaurant?"
"I dare not, I dare not." The man, sweating profusely, said flexibly, "Why is Master Xue in a restaurant? Master Xue is handsome and extraordinary. Even when standing next to that dead monk and the stinky swordsman, his brilliance has not lost the slightest bit. He has a unique charm, a unique charm, hahaha..."
The men in black, their heads covered in blood, thought terribly, "Boss, can you speak?! If you can't speak, then shut up!"
"Oh? It's quite unique?" Xue Lingxiu seemed very interested and said softly, "They have a full banquet, and I just have some light porridge and some side dishes, right?"
“Right, right!” Whoever came up with this was so apt. The man kept saying, “That’s right, each has its own merits, each has its own merits…Ah!!!”
“…”
After an incense stick of time, Xue Lingxiu walked out of the alley calmly, stepping on the bloodstains on the ground.
Behind him, in front of the dead end, the black-clad men were piled up in a row. He didn't kill them, not even leaving a fatal wound. He even treated them again with great care. They insisted on giving him 5,000 spirit stones each, and he had no choice but to accept it because it was so kind.
The men in black were lying in ambush, their eyes crooked, their mouths slanted, their mouths twitching, unable to speak out their pain.
How could anyone call him Master Xue? They've all been fooled! This guy's mind is incredibly petty! Beating someone like this is better than being seriously injured! Every movement is excruciating!
Xue Lingxiu treated and interrogated them at the same time, and actually got a lot of information out of them.
It turned out that the people from Lingxu Sect were not idle and anxious to get beaten up, but they heard some rumors at the South Realm headquarters.
Li Pei stayed indoors and seemed to be suffering from some illness. The Miaoshoumen examined him three times but could not find out what was wrong.
According to common sense, right now they should send a letter to invite Xue Lingxiu back? This is what they thought. Previously, Xue Lingxiu had been traveling all over the place, surrounded by either sword cultivators or those from the bodybuilding sect. They were so close that it was impossible to find a way to get him back. If he returned to the Southern Realm safely, wouldn't that mean there would be no chance at all?
As for the mutilated body, it was just to lure Xue Lingxiu out. It wasn't even a curse for the Lingxu Sect. After all, for a sect that routinely dug up other people's ancestral graves, refined their bones, and constantly wished for their swift demise, a mutilated body was considered a good death.
However, Xue Lingxiu received no letters from home. Even the correspondence between him and the Southern Realm contained no mention of anything unusual happening to Li Pei. Li Pei had even written him numerous letters, his handwriting clear and vigorous, showing no signs of illness.
It is indeed Li Pei's handwriting, not someone else's imitation.
So where did these people from Lingxu Sect get this information? Was it fake? If it was fake, who deliberately spread this news?
When he reached the alley entrance, Xue Lingxiu thought it was time to write a letter and send it back to the southern border.
The climate in Qiankun City was getting colder day by day, the snow was still falling, and passers-by were all in a hurry.
In another month, it would be the New Year. Ever since the Four-Way War, he hadn't returned to the Southern Realm for the better part of six months.
"Sir, your shoes are dirty." The shoe repair lady on the roadside squinted her eyes and looked at them for a long time. She said regretfully, "Come and wipe them. They are such fine silk. If they seep in, it will be bad."
I don’t know if this handsome young man stepped into some mud, it’s all red and black, he was really careless.
Xue Lingxiu smiled at her, gentle and elegant, her smile as bright as spring: "Thank you for the reminder."
Yun Xian had no idea that her innocent, kind-hearted and lovely teammate had turned the tables and cornered him in the alley, brutally beating him up. She successfully dragged Jiang Lancui out of the underground market in Qiankun City. The man had bought some alcohol after receiving the bounty, and was drunk to the point of being completely intoxicated: "Come on! Come on, brother! Let me toast you a glass!!"
The person sitting opposite him was clearly a female cultivator he had never met before. After enduring being called "brother" all the time for a long time, she poured a glass of wine on his head and said, "Get out! You're so noisy!!"
When Yun Xian saw Jiang Lan was completely drunk and hugged everyone and called them brothers, he almost understood how Zhong Changyao had misunderstood him.
It's really hard not to misunderstand this kind of intimacy.
"Hey, Brother Lan Cui." The man was so heavy that Yun Xian was too lazy to help him. He simply threw him to the corner and squatted down to ask, "Was it Zhong Changyao who hired you to assassinate the demon clan elder?"
She wasn't asking casually.
The demon clan dungeon, though barely introduced at the very end of the story, is incredibly complex, filled with baffling details. The original author left too many holes unfilled, and the story becomes increasingly elusive towards the end, making the characters' actions difficult to fathom. In the story, Shu Jiuwei marries a prince of the demon tiger clan, while her relationship with Zhong Changyao is merely fleeting. But while it may seem fleeting to her, it's like a pond to Zhong Changyao.
The elder of the fox demon clan was seriously injured and was rescued by him, so he was willing to take out a piece of his own demon bone, refine it into a spiritual treasure and hand it over to Zhong Changyao.
The fox clan has a natural talent for charm. Although the magic treasure has no attack power at all, it can make people speak the truth while they are distracted.
It was a very extraordinary spiritual treasure, which later helped Zhong Changyao with many things in big and small ways. He really couldn't have done without it.
But now the plan had changed. The demon tribe had already appeared in everyone's sight, and the elder hadn't been seriously injured, so naturally he had no chance to save the beauty. Furthermore, Shu Jiuwei had previously said that she didn't want to marry, and it was this elder who had been resisting the pressure from within the tribe and even helped her escape. Otherwise, with her skills, how could she have escaped marriage alone?
The elder's serious injury had two obvious benefits for Zhong Changyao. First, if he could save him, the demon bone might be easily captured; second, with the elder seriously injured, there would be no one to hinder Shu Jiuwei's marriage. If the clan leader forced her to marry, how could she refuse?
The wine dripped down Jiang Lancui's forehead. The cold snow didn't sober him up, but Yun Xian's question did. He laughed and said, "According to your inference, there must be many murderers. Whoever has the advantage is the murderer. Why don't you suspect the Second Elder?"
"That reminds me. On the day of the martial arts competition to win my bride, I will go to see the Second Elder." Yun Xian said seriously, "But I have always had great confidence in Zhong Changyao's character. There are few people in the world who can compare with him. Suspicion of him is normal. Even if there is a piece of dog shit missing from the roadside, I would suspect that he stole it."
Jiang Lan urged: "...I just came out of the restaurant. Could you please stop saying such disgusting things?"
Yun Xian said: "Just tell me if it is true or not."
"If you really want to ask me," Jiang Lan urged, "No."
Yun Xian: “Oh?”
Jiang Lan urged, "Ha. Why don't you just ask him directly? It would be quicker."
"Yeah. That makes sense." Yun Xian nodded and said nonchalantly, "It's just that I pushed him to the ground in front of all the followers last time. I wanted to ask him, but he probably doesn't want to see me anymore."
"You're awesome. Looking at that guy's expression, I can tell he holds a grudge." Jiang Lan hurriedly stood up from the ground, shook off the alcohol on her head, and said, "Don't come looking for me in the future, otherwise people will think I know you very well..."
As soon as he said this, he turned around and found that Yun Xian was no longer there.
They dragged him out, asked him questions, and he left without saying a word.
Jiang Lan urged: “?”
Hello?? Is this interesting???
Yun Xian walked outside for a while, and when he returned to Qiankun City, he saw Xiao Wu had returned and was standing with his arms folded watching Su Chi serve tea.
Su Chi placed the tea next to her. Xiao Wu took a sip and said, "No. It's too hot."
"Master's Wife," Su Chi said bluntly, "How do you know it's too hot if you haven't touched the tea?"
Xiao Wu remained calm: "The white steam is blowing into my face, do I still need to drink it?"
Su Chi didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and went down to change another cup.
Yun Xian was in a trance when she saw a wicked mother-in-law tormenting her new son-in-law: "...Mother, what are you doing?"
"It's okay." Xiao Wu waved at her and said, "Come. Come and see your Aunt Nan."
Next to her, a bulging human figure lay on the bed, covered in a blanket, with only the dark back of its head visible, motionless. Yun Xian felt a little relieved and walked over, saying, "Is this the new body that the Xingyan Sect elders helped make? Wouldn't it be stuffy sleeping on your stomach like this?"
Before she could finish her words, the human-shaped head on the bed spun straight around. Nan Ronghong, her cheeks flushed like fighting cocks, said woodenly, "Ah! My head almost fell off."
Yun Xian: “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
Nan Ronghong burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahaha!!"
Xiao Wu and she laughed together, and seemed to find it really fun to tease the younger generation.
This body was only temporary. Besides turning its head smoothly, the joints weren't particularly smooth, making a clicking sound when it walked. To conceal his identity, Nan Ronghong could only wear a bamboo hat and pretend to be Xiao Yuan's subordinate.
"I will get the spiritual and flesh ginseng." Yun Xian said, "Wait a little longer."
Xiao Wu asked, "Are you planning to go to the demon tribe? To participate in a martial arts competition to find a bride?"
Yun Xian agreed.
"Okay." Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "Be careful. Don't kill your opponent."
Yun Xian: “…”
Is she so cruel and out of touch with the situation?
When Su Chi went down, he not only brought warm tea, but also brought new news.
"The Sword Sect is hosting a banquet, inviting friends of the new leader of the Body Tempering Sect to come and have a chat." He held an invitation card with dark patterns carved on it, and the back cover was engraved with the Sword Sect's emblem. He said, "It has just been delivered."
really.
Before Yun Xian could reply, the door suddenly opened and Qiao Lingshan hurried in, saying, "Yun Xian, the villa has been found. Shu Jiuwei was worried about Miss Liu being affected, so he followed his father back to the demon tribe!"
Another person.
Xue Lingxiu climbed the stairs, blood still on his body, and frowned, saying, "I may have to go back to Miaoshou Sect in a while. Something unexpected happened, so we need to keep in touch..."
The three of them bumped into each other just inside the door and looked at each other in surprise.
"well!"
Yun Xian put Qi Shuang, who had just been removed, back on his shoulders and sighed, "I understand. I understand. I heard it all. Let's go!"
It’s true, his name is Yun Xian, but he is never free for a moment now!
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