Volume 2 Chapter 18 / Chapter 105: Junior Sister, Surprise Attack!
The silver moon hung in the sky, illuminating the Chi Dragon Mansion's outer courtyard with a thousand lamps casting a blue glow.
With only half a month left until the Chi Dragon Conference, most cultivators participating in the event or those wanting to witness the grand occasion had arrived at the Chi Dragon Mansion. The streets were filled with fellow cultivators walking shoulder to shoulder, as well as many visitors and disciples who had come to explore.
At this moment, Pei Lengxue held Ye Anping's right hand tightly, guiding him step by step like his guide dog. Because Ye Anping needed to constantly monitor the movements of the five demonic cultivators, even though he was walking on the street, he had to keep his eyes closed, concentrating on using the Eye-Shifting Talismans on the members of the Dragon-Slaying Society.
This task left him no room for even the slightest negligence. If he miscalculated the positions of the five demonic cultivators when instructing Zhuang Hu and his junior sister to act, resulting in them encountering two or three individuals simultaneously, he might have to sacrifice Zhuang Hu to save his junior sister's life.
Frankly speaking, Ye Anping was not keen on selling Zhuang Hu. He was quite efficient in handling matters. During their time at the Jiang Mansion, Zhuang Hu almost single-handedly managed the operations of the Dragon-Slaying Society. During the day, he assisted various branch leaders of the society with their businesses, and at night, he returned to comfort Zhuang Atin, playing and putting her to sleep. He was truly a dedicated father.
Moreover, under Zhuang Hu's management, the Dragon-Slaying Society had prospered to the point where, in the city of Du Chun, other trading firms no longer had the strength to compete.
Observing through the eyes of a member of the Dragon-Slaying Society, Ye Anping saw that Yao Yuanhua had separated from the other four individuals. They seemed to be heading for a drinking session, while Yao Yuanhua walked alone towards the direction of the "Drunk Dragon Pavilion."
Ye Anping controlled his perspective all the way, moving alongside the others. He confirmed that the four individuals entered a tavern and started drinking. After seeing Yao Yuanhua enter the brothel, he withdrew his awareness and opened his eyes.
"Alright, that person is alone now. We can take action," sighed Zhuang Hu, making a sword gesture with his hand. He then retrieved several talismans and a magical tool from his storage bag, asking, "Let me get this straight first, from what you're saying, there's more than one demonic cultivator, right?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?" raised an eyebrow, Ye Anping asked, "Do you want to split up? You kill one, and my junior sister and I kill one? It's not impossible..."
"I didn't say that," Zhuang Hu gave him a disdainful look and asked, "Do you plan to target other demonic cultivators afterward? If you do, won't this be exposing our intentions? Regardless of whether we succeed or not, the remaining demonic cultivators will surely be on guard. If you plan to target others later, it won't be so easy."
"What does Big Brother Zhuang suggest, then?"
"I think you should find more helpers and try to resolve all of them at once, to avoid complications later. The more people, the less control. I can't simultaneously observe five different places, and there will inevitably be loopholes. For us, a loophole means risking our lives."
"Also, that Yao Yuanhua practices the Demonic Arts of the Heavenly Devil. It's harder for him to conceal his demonic aura than ordinary demonic cultivators."
"Hmm?" Ye Anping pointed to the clavicle, "Big Brother Zhuang, by then, you and my junior sister–"
"Wife!!" interrupted Pei Lengxue.
Ye Anping pursed his lips, sighed, and corrected himself, "You and my wife will focus on attacking him here. This is not only his secret defense, but also the gathering point of the demonic energy in his Qi sea. Whether you break his spiritual control or not, he will expose his identity as a demonic cultivator. One of my main goals was originally to expose his demonic cultivator identity."
"You even know his martial arts secret defense?"
When playing the game, hitting him in the chest would cause him to enter a weakened state, increasing the damage received significantly and rendering him unable to move.
Ye Anping shrugged slightly, saying, "Well, as agreed, after one Thunderous Roar spell, you can make your escape."
"So, where is this person?"
"At Drunk Dragon Pavilion," Ye Anping looked at Pei Lengxue beside him, "Wife, you would need to enter through the main gate without hesitation. Stab that person with a sword, then jump out of the window. Big Brother Zhuang, wait on the rooftop across from Drunk Dragon Pavilion. When my wife jumps out of the window, you can take action."
Pei Lengxue hesitated for a moment, nodding vigorously, "Alright then, my husband, what does he look like?"
"He has phoenix-like eyes, crescent eyebrows, broad forehead, about six feet tall, wearing an ink-colored robe. At first glance, he looks like a righteous immortal cultivator."
"Oh! Got it!"
Drunk Dragon Pavilion, a place of lively music and dance.
On the stage, many veiled girls were playing local tunes on the strings while surrounded by quite a few cultivators observing.
This was an art hall and the only one within a thousand miles managed by cultivators. The girls here mostly came from legitimate immortal sects, so the work here was also legitimate.
People who came here could spend spirit stones to have the girls accompany them for drinks, play the zither, and chat. However, touching was strictly prohibited; otherwise, the next thing awaiting them would be a beating from the zither-playing girls.
After all, these girls were from reputable immortal sects, and most of them were mid to late Foundation Establishment cultivators. Dealing with some unruly customers was quite easy.
Pei Lengxue, wearing a veil, stepped through the entrance of Drunk Dragon Pavilion.
When the girl at the entrance saw Pei Lengxue's attire resembling a disciple of the Profound Star Sect, she didn't care whether she was male or female. She immediately greeted her and prepared to lead her to her room for a chat.
After all, this was an art hall.
Though super rare, female guests also came here, but unlike most of the male customers, they usually come here just to enjoy the company of a few girls playing the zither and chatting with them.
Moreover, probably because they were both women, the girl at the entrance directly hugged Pei Lengxue's wrist.
"Esteemed senior of the Profound Star Sect~"
"Hmm?"
"Are you here to listen to music today, or would you like to watch a dance?" The clear-eyed girl tilted her head, smiling, "I can do everything, guaranteeing to satisfy you, senior. Look–"
Pei Lengxue was momentarily stunned, recalling what her senior brother told her before entering. If the girls inside asked her, she should tell the truth.
So, she said, "I'm here to kill someone."
?
The girl who held Pei Lengxue's wrist froze for a moment, reacted for a while, and then awkwardly smiled, "Hahaha— Senior, your joke is really funny. Come, come, come— Let me take you upstairs to sit."
"I'm not joking."
"Huh?"
"It's like this," Pei Lengxue organized her words and said, "A demonic cultivator has infiltrated here, and I've come to kill him."
"..."
The clear-eyed girl listened as Pei Lengxue repeated herself and was immediately dumbfounded.
"He has phoenix-like eyes, crescent eyebrows, broad forehead, about six feet tall, wearing an ink-colored robe. At first glance, he looks like a righteous immortal cultivator," Pei Lengxue repeated exactly the description Ye Anping had given her. She then asked, "Do you know where he is?"
"Well..."
The clear-eyed girl hesitated for a while, glanced at the others beside her, all wearing confused expressions. Everyone was thinking that this was the Chi Dragon Mansion; how could a demonic cultivator possibly infiltrate here? However, looking at Pei Lengxue in her Profound Star Sect disciple attire, they didn't dare to dismiss her words as a joke. After all, it was the number one immortal sect in the Western Region.
After a pause, the girl asked, "Senior, can I see your identification badge?"
"Ah– sure."
Pei Lengxue quickly handed over her Profound Star Sect disciple badge. After a brief inspection, the clear-eyed girl returned the badge to her and said, "Senior, I remember. There was indeed a man with phoenix eyes, wearing an ink-colored robe, who just arrived. He took a little girl to the Dust Descending Pavilion on the third floor."
"Oh, good." Pei Lengxue nodded in gratitude and patted her on the shoulder. She said, "By the way, go and call the mansion guards of Chi Dragon Mansion. Tell them it's me who asked them to come."
"Alright!"
The clear-eyed girl nodded quickly and then hurriedly ran out of Drunk Dragon Pavilion to call the mansion guards.
Because the entire Drunk Dragon Pavilion was constructed like a massive well, upon entering, one could see every floor at a glance.
Pei Lengxue immediately looked up to find the location of the "Dust Descending Pavilion" mentioned by the girl earlier. Once she located it, she summoned the Profound Star Sect disciple's spirit sword from her storage bag, took a step, used the lanterns hanging on the beams as footholds, and leaped four times, landing on the stairs of the third floor. She arrived at the front of the room labeled "Dust Descending Pavilion."
However, as she approached the room's door, cries of a woman suddenly came from inside.
—"Senior!! Please don't do this– I'm a disciple of the Grass Spirit Sect. I came here just to sell my musical skills. Please– Ah!"
—"Isn't this a brothel? Where would there be a prostitute here just selling musical skills? Isn't it just because the spirit stones are not enough? Rest assured, I am currently away from home, so I still have some decency. I'll definitely give you enough spirit stones."
?
Listening to this, Pei Lengxue tilted her head slightly at the door, seeming not to have understood.
But she didn't care. Lifting her foot, she forcefully kicked the door, simultaneously shouting into the room.
Boom—
"Ah—!!"
Two doors flew out from the door frame instantly, smashing into the opposite wall and shattering into pieces.
Inside the room, both Yao Yuanhua and the clear-eyed girl he had pressed against the wall were instantly twitching all over due to the loud noise.
However, just as he turned his head to look at the door, Pei Lengxue had already approached him with a sword in hand.
Swish—
A cold light flashed inside the room!
Yao Yuanhua's eyes widened instantly. He immediately realized that the sword was aimed at his protective barrier, and the speed of the sword was so fast that he couldn't mobilize his spiritual power to defend himself in time.
Click—
The spirit sword pierced through Yao Yuanhua's collar, directly pinning his entire body to the bed. He just stared at Pei Lengxue with wide eyes and immediately dropped his head as if he had run out of breath.
Seeing him like this, Pei Lengxue let go of the spirit sword, turned her head, and ran toward the window. With a somersault, she jumped out.
But noticing her action, Yao Yuanhua was completely stunned.
Although he didn't know why this girl wanted to kill him, cutting him with a sword and running away without confirming his life or death, and running so fast?
Could it be that she realized she had killed the wrong person and got scared, so she fled in panic?
What's going on?
Yao Yuanhua originally planned to wait for the girl to relax a bit and then come over to subdue her. However, he didn't expect her to disappear in the blink of an eye.
He gritted his teeth, raised his hand to pull the spirit sword from his neck, and used his blood to heal the wound.
"Cough cough– If her cultivation were a bit higher, I'm afraid..."
Yao Yuanhua spat out a mouthful of blood, glared at the clear-eyed girl now looking at him in horror on the bed, but ignored her. He directly ran to the window and looked out.
However, just as he stuck his head out of the window and saw Pei Lengxue running away, a white light suddenly flashed in the sky.
Boom—
"What's going on?"
Yao Yuanhua looked up at the sky. A white light, like the guillotine blade on the execution ground, descended from the sky and swept across his nape from behind.
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