Chapter 17 Signal
"Boom—"
The talisman exploded in the air, and flames rose into the clouds, forming the unique symbol of Qingyun Sect, which was like the scorching sun, shining on the land of Fuyu.
Jiang Tan raised his chin slightly, and said with a condescending attitude, "Don't bully me because I have no one in the Qingyun Sect."
Fan Guanfu's expression changed instantly.
Logically speaking, it is unlikely that the powerful dragon of Qingyun Sect can defeat the local snake of Fan family.
But that’s the Qingyun Sect, who wouldn’t be a little afraid?
Fan Guanfu thought that his eldest son was really good at choosing a backer. With one hand, he cast a spell to try to imprison Fan Qingyue, and with the other hand, he cast a spell to try to drive Jiang Tan out.
"When will it be the turn of outsiders to interfere in the Fan family's affairs?"
However, none of Fan Guanfu's intentions were realized.
A spiritual barrier suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blocking all of Fan Guanfu's attempts.
"You can't bully my disciples while I'm away."
The woman in green and the boy in red descended from the sky and said with a smile.
"Who are you?"
Fan Guanfu could feel the aura of the person in front of him, which was already at the Nascent Soul stage. Now, he could probably bully a few juniors in the Golden Core stage, but if he really faced a cultivator who was also in the Nascent Soul stage, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.
"Qingyun Sect, Jian Anning."
Fan Guanfu made a "tsk" sound. He didn't expect Jiang Tan's talisman to be so effective. He had no intention of becoming an enemy of the Qingyun Sect. He just wanted to get his disobedient child back.
Fan Guanfu pointed at Fan Qingyue and said to Jian Anning, "That's my child. Even the Qingyun Sect can't interfere in other people's family affairs."
Jian An Ning chuckled, then pulled Fan Qingyue back a little, telling him to stay away from Fan Guanfu, and said, "This is my apprentice, so I can naturally take care of him."
When Fan Guanfu heard this, his expression changed again.
He had no idea what had happened in the hundred years since Fan Qingyue joined the Qingyun Sect, and he had never expected that a disciple who had already reached the Jindan stage would be accompanied by his master when traveling.
After much thought, he stopped paying attention to Jian An Ning and said to Fan Qingyue, "You should remember what the consequences will be if you come back, right?"
Fan Qingyue suddenly looked up and said, "I only came to see you when I heard you were dying!"
"Oh," Fan Guanfu smiled nonchalantly and said to Fan Mao, who had been maintaining an attacking stance, "Dig that woman out of the Fan family cemetery and grind her bones to dust."
Fan Mao was also stunned when he heard this order.
Of course, he knew who the woman Fan Guanfu was talking about. It was naturally Fan Qingyue's deceased mother.
Because when Fan Qingyue left Fuyu, he swore to heaven that he would never return to the Fan family in his lifetime unless Fan Guanfu died and the Fan family had a new generation.
Otherwise, he is willing to accept all the punishment in the world.
The oath was so harsh that even Fan Mao, who was standing by at the time, was shocked. He couldn't understand why his father and elder brother had come to such a fuss.
He couldn't figure it out now, but he didn't want to figure it out either.
"Wow, you are really wicked."
Fan Mao saw Jian An Ning speaking with an exaggerated expression, and his spiritual power condensed into an insurmountable obstacle, blocking his way.
"You're almost dead, why bother causing this trouble to your future kin?"
Jian Anning said this bluntly, but her expression was so serious, as if she could see through Fan Guanfu's forced appearance and glimpse into his rotten interior.
Such an attitude made Fan Guanfu feel an indescribable fear, as if someone was strangling his heart, and when he realized it, the fear turned into indescribable anger.
Kill her.
Inexplicable thoughts filled his heart in an instant. Fan Guanfu formed seals with his hands and was ready to fight Jian An Ning to the death.
The young man in red, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke up: "It was Murong Jing who was behind the monster riot."
He raised his eyes slightly, revealing a pair of dark eyes, and continued, "He said that he has an insider in the Fan family."
Lu Fei paused as he watched Fan Guanfu's movements, then continued, "And if I'm not mistaken, you were attacked and seriously injured, and it couldn't have been without his hand."
The air became quiet as Lu Fei spoke. Fan Guanfu put down his hand, frowned, and looked at him, hesitantly saying, "Are you serious?"
Lu Fei's expression remained calm. He simply raised his hand and swore, "I can swear to heaven that what I said today is not a lie."
Suddenly, there was a loud thunder outside the room, as if God also acknowledged Lu Fei's words.
Fan Guanfu finally let go of Fan Qingyue and Jian Anning temporarily and decided to let them leave the Fan Mansion.
But Jane Anning had no intention of leaving.
She said, "We came here to investigate the demon beast riot. Now we have basically found out that the person behind it is the demon cultivator Murong Jing."
"But Murong Jing is currently missing, and I also want to find someone inside the Fan Mansion who can help me subdue the demon cultivator."
After saying this, Jian An Ning pulled over a chair, sat down with great confidence, and added, "I'm not leaving."
After Fan Guanfu's overly turbulent emotions calmed down, the inexplicable desire to kill also dissipated, and reason took over again.
How could he possibly kill a Nascent Soul cultivator? Not to mention someone from the Qingyun Sect?
Fan Guanfu was a little surprised at his previous thoughts, but when he saw Jian An Ning refusing to leave, he felt another surge of anger in his heart, but he couldn't express it.
"How can we allow outsiders to interfere in family affairs?"
Jian Anning smiled and said nonchalantly, "Fan Qingyue is my disciple, so I am not an outsider if you round it up."
"Besides,"
Jian An Ning stood up and walked towards Fan Guanfu, who had been sitting on the bed and had not gotten up.
Fan Mao and Fan Shiliu both wanted to stop her, but they were intimidated by the inexplicable aura surrounding her and did not dare to take a single step forward.
"Don't you want to know why the demon cultivators are targeting Fuyu?"
Jian An Ning said softly, as if sighing, "That's a demon cultivator."
No one knows when the evil cultivators appeared, they only know that they came in pursuit of desire.
Fan Guanfu was silent for a while, and finally ordered Fan Mao and Fan Shiliu to bring all the members of the Fan family.
"Tell them that I will decide today who will inherit the Fan family's legacy."
Jian Anning nodded with satisfaction, but turned and walked out, saying, "I'll be back when everyone is here."
Fan Guanfu had no intention of stopping her, so Jian Anning walked out with a swagger.
The once prosperous streets of Jinxi City were thrown into chaos by the rioting monsters, and the former prosperity was reduced to ruins.
Jian An Ning originally just wanted to find a place where no one was around to look in the mirror, but after taking a few steps, she discovered that there was a little tail behind her.
The little tail followed her not too far away, as if he wanted to let her know of his presence, but also as if he wanted to hide himself.
Jian An Ning didn't know why he followed her, so she turned around decisively. Seeing Lu Fei's slightly panicked look, she smiled and said, "What's wrong?"
Lu Fei didn't know how to describe his feelings.
His heart clearly told him that he really wanted to get close to the person in front of him, but his instincts kept warning him, and his mind was filled with the word "danger".
"I……"
Lu Fei said "I" for a long time, and finally said: "I am worried about you."
After he finished speaking, he realized what a stupid thing he had said.
He is a person who has just entered the path of Taoism, and yet he said that he was worried about his master who was in the Nascent Soul stage?
Jian An Ning saw Lu Fei's head suddenly lowered, as if there was something very exciting at the tip of his toes and he couldn't divert his attention.
She thought Lu Fei looked very funny, and the smile on her face unconsciously brought out a bit of sincerity.
"I am very pleased."
Lu Fei suddenly looked up and met Jian An Ning's gaze, which was as clear as a spring.
The sense of danger became stronger and stronger, but in his heart he clearly wanted to tell Jane An Ning everything that was wrong.
He felt Jian Anning's hand gently patting his shoulder, and his master's voice seemed to ring in his ears.
"However, I also have a little secret that I cannot share with you for the time being."
Jian Anning smiled and said, "Stay together with your senior brothers and sisters for now, in case that demon cultivator makes a surprise attack. Master will be back soon."
Lu Fei always felt that Jian An Ning's voice seemed to have a kind of magic that could confuse people's hearts, making him unable to control himself and do what she said.
So he just stood there silently, watching Jian Anning walk away.
For some reason, he always felt that this was not the first time he had seen this figure.
Jian An Ning walked through the dilapidated streets, turned a corner, chose a deserted place, and quietly took out the bronze mirror like a thief.
The bronze mirror was so bright that it could reflect a person's face clearly. However, outside the bronze mirror, Jane Anning had no expression on her face, while inside the bronze mirror, her reflection was smiling with malice.
Jane Anning rubbed her ears a little depressed. She knew that she would hear a lot of unpleasant words in a while.
But he still raised his hand and cast a spell, allowing the sound in the bronze mirror to be heard.
A sharp and piercing laugh almost pierced Jane Anning's eardrum.
Jian An Ning covered her ears with one hand and held the bronze mirror with the other, and said to the person in the mirror: "How did you get in touch with the demon cultivator?"
"I?"
The person in the mirror said in disbelief, "The devil and I are mortal enemies. How could you possibly doubt me?"
"Besides, if I want to communicate with the outside world, I still need the help of an intermediary. Don't you know this best?"
The person in the mirror had a gloomy expression, just like Jane An Ning with a cold face. If there were an outsider here, he would probably feel the same chill down his spine.
"Or are you ready to pay back for imprisoning me?"
The person in the mirror pretends to attack, as if trying to break through the barrier of the mirror and appear in the world.
Jian An Ning quickly formed a hand seal to seal the person and his voice again. She sighed softly and put away the bronze mirror.
Maybe she was overthinking it?
Jane Anning left the remote corner and walked slowly on the long street. Occasionally, she saw people walking on the street, trying to rebuild their homes.
At a corner of the long street, a storyteller had already set up his stall and was telling stories in a vivid voice:
"Jinxi City has suffered this disaster. It is undoubtedly retribution for the Fan family."
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