Chapter 13

Fang Xiao's heart stirred, recalling that just now Zhang Jin had come out of the private room where Xie Chong and the others were.

Her face turned cold as she stared at Zhang Jin. "Tell me, did you incite them to cause trouble for Young Master Lu?"

Zhang Jin wanted to deny it but instinctively lowered her head.

Seeing Zhang Jin's reaction, Fang Xiao was furious.

"Scoundrel."

Zhang Jin, somewhat不服气, said, "Miss, so what if he is a direct disciple of the Lingxiao Sect?"

"His abilities are average; there's no need to be so submissive to him."

"Your status is no less than his."

"Besides, the two young masters of the Guiyuan Pavilion said this is their personal grudge and won't involve our tavern."

"Blind fool."

Fang Xiao really wanted to hit someone. "Stay here, I'll deal with you when I come back."

Fang Xiao hurriedly left the tavern and chased after the direction where Lu Shaoqing had gone.

Fang Xiao had not interacted with Lu Shaoqing for long, but she was very good at reading people, having been out to hone her skills early on.

Lu Shaoqing was not someone to be trifled with.

Fang Xiao thought Lu Shaoqing was a shameless person, not knowing what a face was.

And he was very smart.

Today, it seemed that Zhang Zheng and Wu Tianzong of the Guiyuan Pavilion were causing trouble for him.

In reality, it was Zhang Jin who was stirring things up behind the scenes.

Lu Shaoqing could see through it and with one sentence made Zhang Jin's actions a laughingstock.

Forcing her, the hidden boss, to personally intervene.

She had to pay a huge price to calm the situation and turn the crisis into an opportunity.

To connect with Ji Yan.

Everything could have been perfect up to this point.

Except that Fang Xiao would feel a bit depressed for a while.

However, Zhang Jin was不服气 and continued to cause trouble for her.

Fang Xiao chased after Lu Shaoqing on the road, cursing Zhang Jin in her heart.

But what could she do? Zhang Jin was someone her father had assigned to her.

The trouble she caused, she had to deal with herself.

Fang Xiao's strength was not weak, at the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment stage, which was the late Foundation Establishment stage.

She chased all the way out of the Guiyuan Pavilion, heading straight for the Lingxiao Sect.

Under the night sky, Fang Xiao ran like a fairy under the moon, the scenery behind her rapidly receding.

Before long, Fang Xiao saw a figure in the distance, moving quickly.

It was Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng was also moving quickly, and from the direction, Fang Xiao was sure Zhang Zheng was chasing after Lu Shaoqing.

Just as Fang Xiao was about to call out to stop Zhang Zheng, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the trees ahead, heading straight for Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng shouted, "Who?"

Then a fierce battle broke out.

Fang Xiao was startled, wondering if Lu Shaoqing had discovered Zhang Zheng and they had started fighting.

Fang Xiao concealed her presence and cautiously approached.

She found that the person fighting Zhang Zheng seemed to be a masked individual.

Fang Xiao was startled and quickly flipped her wrist, attaching a jade talisman to her body.

Her aura immediately disappeared, and she cautiously hid to the side to observe.

After observing for a while, she found that the masked person was very strong.

The spiritual energy emitted was definitely that of a Core Formation realm cultivator.

Zhang Zheng was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, making it difficult for him to resist.

Seeing the masked person's fierce attacks, determined to take his life,

Zhang Zheng's heart was in turmoil. He shouted, "You, who are you?"

"What grudge do you have with me?"

The masked person coldly did not respond but growled,

"Die."

The masked person roared, forming seals with his hands, and a terrifying spiritual energy surged towards Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng's last defensive magical treasure shattered under this terrifying attack.

"Ah!"

Zhang Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed into a tree, passing out.

The masked person slowly approached Zhang Zheng.

He laughed coldly, "Killing you and framing it on Lu Shaoqing, to give Ji Yan some trouble."

Just as he was about to make his move,

A voice sounded.

"I want to see who is framing me?"

"Who?"

The masked person and Fang Xiao, hiding in the dark, were both startled.

Lu Shaoqing emerged from the darkness.

The masked person couldn't help but be startled, "Lu Shaoqing?"

Lu Shaoqing curiously stared at the masked person, "Do you know me?"

"Who are you?"

The masked person laughed coldly, "You, a waste, seeking death, just right."

"Let me send you on your way."

With that, he launched the first attack.

He formed seals with his hands again, and a vast spiritual energy surged out.

The surroundings were like a hurricane, the trees rustling.

The vast spiritual energy formed countless sharp wind blades, all pointing at Lu Shaoqing.

"Go!"

The masked person roared, and countless wind blades sliced through the air, shooting towards Lu Shaoqing.

The trees in the way were shredded into dust by the wind blades.

Facing the wind blades, a long sword appeared in Lu Shaoqing's hand.

The masked person laughed coldly, "You, a waste, dare to block me?"

Lu Shaoqing lightly flicked the sword at the masked person.

A small, fiery bird suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword.

It stood proudly on the tip of the sword, preening its fiery feathers.

Its eyes fixed on the black-clothed person, it suddenly screeched and spread its wings, flying towards the black-clothed person.

A vast sword intent rose, piercing the darkness and shattering the wind blades.

The small bird flew towards the wind blades, and the sharp wind blades shattered before it.

"Sword, sword intent?"

The masked person was shocked, shouting loudly.

Fang Xiao, watching from the dark, also widened her eyes in shock.

The masked person was already scared and panicked, retreating rapidly.

Magical treasures kept appearing, one defensive restriction after another appearing before him.

"How, how is this possible?"

"Ji Yan's sword intent can take form, you, you can do it too? You, you are just a waste?"

Although the masked person was at the Core Formation realm, facing the sword intent that had taken form, he had no intention of resisting.

The small bird flew to the masked person and screeched.

The sword intent surged, ruthlessly destroying everything.

The masked person's defenses, under the small bird's attack, were like paper, easily pierced.

"Boom!"

The small bird, formed from the sword intent, enveloped the masked person.

"Ah!"