Chapter 43 The Decisive Strike
"Erhu, where is Feifei? Did she go out to train?"
As soon as he returned to the sect, Zhou Xianzong asked Erhu, who lived next door.
Because of Zhou Xianzong's distinguished status and considerable strength, his residence in the Qingyang Sect was very large and luxurious.
Erhu, being his most loyal subordinate, naturally lived next door.
"No, probably training."
Erhu came out.
"Alright, you go and cultivate diligently. I'll go over and give her some guidance."
Zhou Xianzong rubbed his hands together, looking somewhat impatient.
Firstly, it was because he hadn't seen Feifei in a long time. Although Feifei wasn't the most stunning beauty, she was definitely pretty.
Secondly, it's because he got really angry today from that slutty woman, Mo Wu.
"Your Highness, where are you going?"
Just as Zhou Xianzong was about to leave, a voice that sent shivers down his spine rang out.
Damn it.
Why is this slut here?
Zhou Xianzong's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and was shocked to see Qingfa walking towards him with her beautiful legs swaying like a cat.
She also wore light makeup, making her incredibly charming.
Why are you here?
Zhou Xianzong asked, puzzled.
He remembered that although he had some contact with Qingfa in the story, it wasn't this frequent.
The person in question still leans most towards Xiao Potian.
After all, they are the main characters.
"Your Highness, it's been so long since we last met, don't you miss me?"
Qingfa suddenly pressed herself against Zhou Xianzong's hand, rubbing it vigorously.
Oh shit.
A fairy, a fairy through and through!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that you are Su Daji reincarnated.
Glug.
Zhou Xianzong swallowed hard.
You did it on your own initiative, so don't blame me.
Feifei, I'm so sorry.
Tears streamed down Zhou Xianzong's face as he left to discuss cultivation with Qingfa.
The next morning, Zhou Xianzong felt some back pain when he woke up.
He has important things to do today.
That is to take Mo Wu to see Murong Mingyue.
Damn, this feels like meeting the parents, and I'm inexplicably a little nervous.
"If you need any help later, just ask Erhu."
Zhou Xianzong said something to Qingfa.
After tidying up briefly, I headed outside.
When he arrived at the sect's gate, Mo Wu was already waiting for him in a carriage.
Let's go.
Zhou Xianzong boarded the carriage.
"Your Highness, I have specially prepared some top-quality medicinal herbs. What do you think?"
Mo Wu took out the medicinal herbs she had found last night and handed them over.
Zhou Xianzong took it and glanced at it briefly.
"The quality is good, but the grade is a bit low. They are all grade seven medicinal herbs. It would be best if they were grade six, and grade five would be even better."
He's right. No matter how good the medicinal herbs are, if they're of low grade, they're only suitable for people at lower cultivation levels.
For a behemoth like the Zhou Dynasty, the seventh rank was clearly just the beginning.
"Your Highness, I understand."
Mo Wu nodded slightly.
Just as the two were discussing, Xiao Potian also set off from home.
snort.
Ultimately, it's because they couldn't resist my charm.
Ha, women, nothing more than that.
Xiao Potian made up his mind that if he had the chance today, he would definitely win over Luo Le'er.
By then, even if Zhou Xianzong possessed extraordinary abilities, he would regret it.
And so, Xiao Potian left his wooden house and headed straight for Tianwu City.
When he arrived at the gate of Tianwu City, there was a constant stream of bustling crowds.
Xiao Potian glanced at the crowd with disdain, his face full of contempt.
What he hated most was entering the city gate, because he would always come into contact with these lower-class people.
Xiao Potian patted his white robes, suppressing his displeasure, and walked over.
call out!
Just as he was about to pass through the city gate, a faint whooshing sound came from the air.
In the past, he wouldn't have paid any attention to it.
But ever since he was beaten up twice by Old Mo, he has become more careful when he goes out, always paying attention to his surroundings.
The moment the sound of something tearing through the air appeared, Xiao Potian almost instinctively retreated.
Ding ding ding!
The instant he stepped back, three darts fell simultaneously, landing precisely where he had just stood.
It's hard to imagine that if he had been even half a step slower, he would have been killed on the spot.
The sudden turn of events startled many people, who cried out in alarm and fled in panic.
Even some cultivators couldn't help but step back upon seeing this.
"Someone wants to kill me!"
Xiao Potian's heart skipped a beat. His gaze turned cold as he abruptly looked in one direction.
There, there was a killer, shrunken and clad in black, wearing a straw hat, whose face was obscured.
He was staring directly at Xiao Potian at that moment.
"Who are you? How dare you assassinate me? Who gave you the guts!"
Xiao Potian asked in a cold voice.
brush!
The man in black flashed to the city gate and sneered in a hoarse voice.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? You won't be able to keep this up for long."
"What a joke! You, a mud worm from the gutter, dare to contend with a vacuum!"
Xiao Potian didn't bother to speak.
He had sensed the moment the man in black made his move that this person was at the fifth level of the Meridian Opening Realm.
He has three more minor realms than him.
But he remembered his past and was confident that he would kill the man.
This is the main character.
No matter who I face, I am confident of victory.
Snap!
The man in black tossed a scarlet token from his pocket and stuck it into the ground.
"The Crimson Pavilion has never failed to kill anyone it has ever wanted!"
"What! He's an assassin from the Crimson Tower!"
"Who is this person that warrants the Crimson Pavilion's assassins being dispatched!"
"He's dead meat."
Some cultivators who were planning to lend a helping hand fell silent at this moment.
These are people from the Crimson Pavilion.
Who would dare to be so blind as to step forward and help?
What is this if not courting death?
"The Crimson Tower? Never even heard of it. Fine, since you've come here to die, I'll reluctantly kill you all."
Xiao Potian always had a mysterious confidence. Regardless of whether he had heard of him or not, anyone who dared to come against him was courting death.
Perhaps this is the confidence that comes with being the protagonist.
"court death!"
The man in black was finally provoked.
brush!
Unlike the weapons of other cultivators, this person's magic weapon was a dagger about the length of a palm.
It gleamed with an astonishingly cold light under the blazing sun.
"Go to hell!"
The man in black roared.
It was unclear what kind of movement technique he had cultivated, but he moved extremely fast, arriving in front of Xiao Potian in the blink of an eye.
The dagger in his hand flashed, and he thrust it out violently.
If it were any other cultivator at the second level of the Meridian Opening Realm, they would not be able to see it clearly at all, and might not even be able to react in time.
But who is Xiao Potian?
For him, this was a piece of cake.
He shifted his feet to the side, easily delivering the fatal blow.
"What! How is this possible!"
The man in black was shocked.
Such a fast reaction speed.
This kid is different from ordinary cultivators at the second level of the Meridian Opening Realm.
Just as he was surprised.
Xiao Potian's icy voice rang out.
"Those ants dare to assassinate me? They have no sense of mortality!"
He threw a punch, aiming straight for the man in black's life.
Even though the men in black reacted quickly enough, retreating immediately.
But the two were too close, giving him no chance at all.
Bang!
The man in black had his sternum shattered on the spot, and he flew out like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground.
They have clearly lost their fighting capacity.
(End of this chapter)
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