Chapter 671

Daoist Friend Feng, since you know, the swordsman who intercepted and killed Zhu Xing did a good deed this time—why are you still coming to see me?

Xuanqing Daozhang snorted coldly; perhaps he hadn't understood before why Feng Yanrong, knowing Zhu Xing was no good, would still come to his door, but seeing Ping'an display the talent of a Musician Path, he could roughly guess why Feng Yanrong kept bringing up Zhu Xing's interception, and he spoke in an unfriendly tone:

Could it be that Daoist Friend Feng wants to praise me to my face, saying I did a good job killing him?

He certainly knew Feng Yanrong couldn't be clairvoyant; without any evidence, she might not even have recognized his Ping'an, yet knowing Ping'an was outstanding, a born talent for the Musician Path, she intended to use the Zhu Xing affair to give him a setback, then bring up having Ping'an change sects.

Before.

He didn't know why Feng Yanrong had come to his Kumu Guan, nor did he want to; he only knew that once Feng Yanrong learned of Ping'an's preparations, she would act accordingly.

Kumu Daozhang, you just said you'd never left Liangshui Town, so Zhu Xing couldn't have been intercepted by you—now you're saying this……

Feng Yanrong paused her words, glanced mockingly at Xuanqing Daozhang, a flicker of doubt crossing her eyes, then smiled and said: 'Could it be that you now know I'm not preparing to avenge Zhu Xing, yet you dare admit it was you who intercepted Zhu Xing outside Liangshui Town?'

She hadn't forgotten that, on the way here when the constable brought her to Kumu Guan, he had detailed for her how not long ago Zhu Xing led a group to the Le Family—said to be the home of Xuanqing Daozhang's relatives—where, at the gate, a clash with Xuanqing Daozhang occurred; the constable's storytelling was vivid, giving her a sense of being there.

Don't think that, just because no constable approached during the clash between Xuanqing Daozhang and Zhu Xing, the fact that Zhu Xing arrived with a large, aggressive force at Liangshui Town had already been noticed by observant people in the town.

Those constables dared not get involved in Zhu Xing's affair, but hiding afar to spy—some constables could do that.

Therefore.

Many constables witnessed the clash between Xuanqing Daozhang and Zhu Xing; from that constable's account she learned clearly that in the fight between Xuanqing Daozhang and the Zhu Clan's Golden Core Imperial Attendant, Xuanqing Daozhang had once held the upper hand, but soon fell to the lower, suffering severe injuries, and allegedly used a secret technique that backlashed.

For a long time he couldn't recover!

If it weren't for Xuanqing Daozhang's connections in the Underworld, he could not even summon the rumored Guimen Guan, nor hire a Ghost Cultivator working there to seize the Zhu Clan's Golden Core Imperial Attendant; he would likely have died at the Le Family's gate.

Although she had once suspected that Zhu Xing's group had been intercepted outside Liangshui Town, likely by Xuanqing Daozhang after their recent clash, hearing the constable's explanation of the battle between Xuanqing Daozhang and the Zhu Clan's Golden Core Imperial Attendant Kong Yuan Si, that guess gradually fell apart.

She didn't think it was Xuanqing Daozhang who did it!

After all.

She knew better than most about the backlash of secret techniques; even if Xuanqing Daozhang's secret art were superb, it would be hard to recover in a short time, let alone have the strength to intercept Zhu Xing's group in a day, and still be able to fight her afterward—this only filled her with satisfaction.

Even The World's First Famous Sword Melody that had bottlenecked her made rapid progress!

Just. Better safe than sorry.

She couldn't guarantee that the constable's claim—that Xuanqing Daozhang used a secret technique and suffered backlash—wasn't just him putting on an act.

So.

That's why she came this time to Kumu Guan, and having come, she wanted to examine Xuanqing Daozhang closely; though she couldn't use her Dharma Eye to observe, lest she clash with him, relying only on her naked eye she could still make out that something was off about Xuanqing Daozhang.

He clearly seemed to have suffered a severe backlash; according to her estimate, he might not recover for ten days or even a month.

Since Daoist Friend Feng, you're not here this time to speak up for that beast Zhu Xing, does it matter whether I admit or deny that I intercepted him outside Liangshui Town?

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled and said curiously: 'However, Daoist Friend Feng, could you tell me honestly what the cultivator who intercepted that beast Zhu Xing is like?'

"Master, oh master, my good master, what are you even saying?"

Wang Ping'an couldn't help cursing inwardly, how could he not guess—his master would suddenly change the subject, not only out of curiosity about the killer of Zhu Xing's group, but also because he didn't want to keep discussing Wang Ping'an's change of sect, and he said angrily:

"You're doing this, aren't you just making my efforts go to waste?"

He wanted Feng Yanrong's attention wholly on him, not wanting her to keep talking about the interception of Zhu Xing's group, so he blew harder on the Sad Music, not caring even if it exposed something abnormal to his master.

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No one would have thought his master was completely indifferent; he blew harder on the Sad Music, yet he worried that doing so would draw Feng Yanrong's attention, pulling the diverted topic back to the main subject.

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh!

Kumu Daozhang, I came to see you this time not only to find out whether you were the one who intercepted Zhu Xing's group outside Liangshui Town recently, but also to learn from you whether Zhu Xing had offended anyone else, or whether you were familiar with the person who intercepted him——

Feng Yanrong spoke at length, seemingly having thought of something; she paused, her gaze falling entirely on Wang Ping'an, ignoring Xuanqing Daozhang's grim face, clearly seeing through her thoughts, and she said without concern:

These days I've finally found a promising seedling who can let my Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect Sect rise another level—how could I still have the mood to chat with you, Daozhang, about such trivial matters?

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, my master won't speak, little lady—no, older sister, it's you who can speak!"

Hearing this, Wang Ping'an also breathed a sigh of relief; he disliked most having Feng Yanrong talk with his master about the killer of Zhu Xing's group, otherwise he wouldn't have displayed his music—Sad Music—before everyone, even though he currently couldn't even pull out one percent of its ability; otherwise, the Sad Music of the Cultivation stage wouldn't be so simple, and he thought to himself:

"But am I really as formidable as you say? Can I still bring your Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect Sect to a higher level—yet even without releasing a single percent of the Sad Music's ability, you've exaggerated it so much I don't know whether to say you lack experience, or to say your Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect Sect is a small-time outfit, finding even my ordinary performance astonishing!"

(End of chapter)