"You're a vicious person, trying to trick my senior brother out of his Moonlit Sword with a broken sword. He might not even intend to return it once he gets his hands on it. Senior brother, don't believe him!"
Leng Qingxue's words were quite interesting.
"Girl, here are eight words for you—trying to cover up the truth only makes it more obvious, the thief crying 'stop thief!'" A mocking gaze swept over everyone present.
"you……"
Before Leng Qingxue could argue further, Xiang Wan interrupted her, "Feng Wuyan, if you're not here to covet my things, is it just a coincidence? I escaped by chance at Blackwater Lake, and now you've brought a group of people here, intending to kill and rob me? Has the martial world become your personal fiefdom?"
"As fellow ghost appraisers, how could I be so short-sighted? The Ghost King was located in this very spot; it was just a coincidence that I stumbled upon him."
"Oh? So you didn't come here because you wanted my things? Then can everyone stand witness and declare that Feng Wuyan and his fellow disciples are not allowed to take anything that belongs to Jiang Xiangwan by any improper means. If anyone dares to covet it, we will fight to the death, how about that?"
"Who cares about your junk?" Leng Qingxue said with a disdainful look.
“Very well,” Xiang Wan concluded decisively. “This young lady is indeed straightforward. Thus, we have reached an agreement. Any future disputes will be considered personal grudges. Now, Young Hero Feng, would you like to borrow my sword for a look?”
The change in tone also indicated that Xiang Wan had put the matter of Blackwater Lake aside.
Feng Wuyan wasn't sure what Xiang Wan was planning, but he was determined to get his hands on that treasure. If it was just a personal grudge, then once the matter was settled, the only foolproof plan would be to kill the other party and silence him forever.
"Brother Jiang, do you know where the cave behind you leads?" asked Chao Wan, a ghost appraiser who appeared rather composed.
"The Ghost King's lair," Xiang Wan said nonchalantly, brushing the dust off her robes. "It's the old man's birthday today, so I came here specifically to deliver a gift. I won't be traveling with you. Please make yourselves at home."
Xiang Wan stepped aside, walked to Feng Xiaoguang's side, snatched the half rabbit leg from his hand, and began to eat it with relish.
That silly boy was so busy watching them talk that he forgot to eat the rabbit meat, which is perfect for her.
"Brother Jiang!"
Feng Xiaoguang was annoyed, not understanding why Xiang Wan was only concerned about eating at such a serious moment.
Xiang Wan ignored him, took two bites, and found that the rabbit leg was a bit cold, so she put it back on the fire to roast.
"This..." The ghost appraiser who had spoken to him frowned and turned to look at Feng Wuyan.
Some people shook their heads, and some disagreed, but none of them expressed it so obviously.
Xiang Wan wasn't one of their group to begin with, so it's understandable that she didn't go.
"Senior brother, it's getting late, let's hurry up and go."
Leng Qingxue urged her on, and Feng Wuyan glanced at her and nodded in agreement.
The group entered the cave one by one, while Xiang Wan continued to leisurely roast the rabbit meat.
Feng Xiaoguang leaned closer and whispered, "Brother Jiang, you're not really here to deliver a gift to the Ghost King, are you? What is it?"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan paused in her actions, turned her head, looked at him, and said softly, "You!"
"What?"
"What could please the Ghost King more than sending a living person?"
"Holy crap, Brother Jiang, you...you..."
Feng Xiaoguang jumped three feet high, his mouth wide open.
Xiang Wan shook her head, quickly used her dagger to slice off a piece of untouched rabbit meat, and with a flick of her finger, threw it into Feng Xiaoguang's mouth.
"Eat quickly, so you can get on your way."
"Cough, cough cough cough, you, cough cough, you're not, cough, serious, are you?"
Since he was so clueless, Xiang Wan simply tore off a piece of rabbit meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
We need to get down to business; we can't do that without eating our fill.
After Feng Xiaoguang swallowed everything in his mouth, Xiang Wan extinguished the fire and everything else. The cave was pitch black; Feng Xiaoguang tried to light a torch, but Xiang Wan stopped him.
"Close your eyes, focus your energy in your dantian, circulate your inner strength throughout the body, and then concentrate a wisp of it in your ears. As a ghost appraiser, you will often have to deal with ghosts. When the enemy is in the dark and you are in the light, you are likely to suffer losses. Only by walking on flat ground in the dark, listening with your ears and seeing with your heart, can you eliminate the greatest possible disadvantage. This is only the beginning of the cave. The situation inside is more complicated. You must learn to protect yourself."
Guiding Feng Xiaoguang didn't take long. If he were mediocre, Xiang Wan wouldn't have carried this burden.
"I think, I think I can feel the surrounding environment, the airflow, the rocks, your breathing..."
"Very good, remember this feeling. Next, concentrate your inner strength in your eyes and stimulate their potential to the greatest extent possible. Do not be disturbed by the outside world, and do not be misled by your ears... Tell me, what do you see?"
Feng Xiaoguang slowly opened his eyes. All he saw was darkness. After a moment, he seemed to see some blurry shadows. Not far in front of him was a protruding rock—the one Xiang Wan had sat on earlier. Beside him was a figure, its blurry outline becoming clearer. The figure's breathing was barely audible, its thin lips slightly pursed, and its cold, clear eyes stared unblinkingly at him.
What did you see?
The voice rang in his ears, and Feng Xiaoguang turned his head awkwardly, stammering, "I...I didn't see it clearly..."
Xiang Wan scoffed and turned to leave.
They left?
Feng Xiaoguang reached out, touched his frighteningly hot cheek, pinched it hard, and chased after him.
He secretly resented himself for being so weak-willed. He had only gotten a little closer and glanced into her eyes, so why was his heart racing so fast?
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