ATPnovel Chapter 115 Flaw
Chapter 115 Flaw
Chapter 115 Flaw
Ling'er's attitude towards Zhao Mengxi was obvious; she replied indifferently, "I've made up my mind, I will go."
Zhao Mengxi was not annoyed by her explanation.
He then turned his gaze to Li Qingyi: "What a beautiful Li Qingyi from Tingyu Pavilion! With such a pretty face, she and Ling'er are truly a perfect match."
Li Qingyi picked up the hot tea in front of her, took a sip, and asked, "Is there anything else?"
He finally figured it out.
Zhao Mengxi, that crazy woman, only turns into that roast chicken when she's in front of me.
If there are even one or two more people around, she'll always be serious.
"It's nothing serious," Zhao Mengxi paced a few steps inside the room, glancing at Ling'er out of the corner of her eye. "I'm just a little curious, since Ling'er doesn't want to go back to the Zhao family, why doesn't she go far away?"
Ling'er coldly replied, "It's none of your business."
Zhao Mengxi chuckled softly, "I have a suggestion for you. Take it or leave it."
She paused, then continued, "That means, stay away from the Zhao family. The farther the better."
Having said that, she didn't linger and turned to leave.
Just then, Li Qingyi suddenly spoke up: "You don't know her identity?"
Li Qingyi put down her teacup and looked up at her slender back.
Zhao Mengxi frowned slightly, turning half her face to the side. "What's your identity?"
Suddenly, Li Qingyi laughed, mimicking Ling'er's tone from before, and said slowly, "It's none of your business."
Zhao Mengxi turned around completely and stared at Li Qingyi.
She was silent for a few moments before slowly saying, "I always feel that you and someone I know are somewhat similar in speech and behavior."
Li Qingyi thought to herself, "Is this woman's intuition really that sharp? Could she have gone too far?"
He had only wanted to get revenge on this crazy woman, but he hadn't expected her to be so perceptive.
Li Qingyi remained expressionless. "Oh? Tell me about it, and see if I know them."
Zhao Mengxi did not answer, but gave Li Qingyi another deep look before turning away without saying anything more.
Just a moment ago, Li Qingyi and Huanzhu Louzhu seemed to overlap.
Is it just my imagination?
After the red-clad figure disappeared, Li Qingyi turned to Ling'er and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you reveal to the Zhao family that you are a true disciple of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect?"
"No." Ling'er shook her head. "I don't like to rely on the power of a sect."
Li Qingyi understood; having spent so much time together, he naturally knew this.
He suddenly became serious and asked, "Do you believe me?"
Ling'er glanced at him. "I don't believe you."
Li Qingyi: "I'm being serious."
Seeing Li Qingyi's serious expression, Ling'er also stopped teasing and nodded gently.
"The first step," Li Qingyi held up one finger, "is to let everyone know that you are the personal disciple of True Person Minghao of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect."
He recalled Ling'er's experience in the Zhao family during the simulation, and his tone became more serious: "We must first make those in the Zhao family who might be detrimental to you hesitate to act against us."
With this protective charm by your side, you'll be much safer going to the Zhao family. At least on the surface, they won't dare to go too far.
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Ling'er looked at him thoughtfully, "You seem to know what will happen to me when I go to the Zhao family."
Li Qingyi's heart skipped a beat. "Oh no, I let it slip."
However, his reaction was extremely quick: "I am a true disciple of the Listening Rain Pavilion Master, so I naturally have some channels for obtaining intelligence."
This explanation is barely plausible.
But the suspicion in Ling'er's eyes didn't disappear; she simply hummed in agreement, "I'll believe you for now. So, what do you plan to do?"
"I will have Tingyu Pavilion spread the news throughout Xuan Kingdom," Li Qingyi continued. "In a while, it will be the birthday banquet of the Zhao family patriarch, and people from the three sects and six schools will surely come to offer their congratulations."
You can officially appear as a disciple of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect at the birthday banquet, verifying your identity with your fellow disciples and definitively confirming it! This will provide you with an extra layer of protection.
Ling'er nodded. "And then?"
"After that—I need to think about it; I don't have any ideas yet."
Frankly speaking, he is still unsure about Zhao Wuyi's true attitude, and he is even more confused about the Crown Prince's and Zhao family's other Zifu's schemes.
Revealing Ling'er's identity is only the first step.
Time was of the essence; he had to gather the spirit stones needed for the simulation as soon as possible.
He immediately got up, preparing to go to Lingbao Pavilion to sell golden talismans.
Just then, Ling'er called out to him.
"You still haven't told me the assassin's identity."
Li Qingyi slapped her forehead, only then remembering that there was such a thing.
He said he came from Zhenyang Tower.
"Zhenyang Tower?" Ling'er frowned, pondered for a moment, and after confirming that she had no grudge against them, asked, "What grudge do you have against them?"
Li Qingyi chuckled, "If only there were. This is the second time I've heard this name."
The first time was when Leng Qiuyi reported to him on how to open a cultivation industry, and he mentioned it briefly.
Neither of them had any clue for the time being.
"I'm going now." Li Qingyi didn't linger any longer.
After leaving Luomei Residence, he did not go directly to Lingbao Pavilion, but instead went to the branch of Tingyu Pavilion in Xuanze City.
He planned to ask Mu Chunfeng to see if he had any ideas.
Upon arriving at the Tingyu Pavilion branch, Li Qingyi had already restored Huanzhu Louzhu's appearance using a fake human skin.
However, as soon as I stepped into the backyard, a very discordant and strange feeling came over me.
It was nearly noon, and the sun was shining brightly, making people feel warm and comfortable.
But Li Qingyi felt a strange chill.
He keenly sensed a faint smell of blood emanating from the direction of the underground chamber.
problem occurs!
Li Qingyi's eyes sharpened, and in a flash, she arrived at the hidden entrance.
A strong smell of blood seeped out from under the door.
He dashed down the steps.
The scene before her made Li Qingyi frown.
Inside the secret room, the once orderly furnishings were now scattered and in complete disarray.
Several corpses lay scattered on the ground, their deaths gruesome.
Li Qingyi scanned the area with her divine sense and immediately spotted Mu Chunfeng, who was slumped in a pool of blood, barely clinging to life.
Li Qingyi's heart tightened. Without checking anything else, she flashed to Mu Chunfeng's side.
He quickly took out a jade bottle from his storage ring, poured out a healing pill, pried open Mu Chunfeng's mouth, forced it in, and used a wisp of his magic to help the pill dissolve.
However, after the pill entered his stomach, Mu Chunfeng's aura improved slightly, but then quickly weakened again.
The elixir had little effect on his severe injuries.
No, Mu Chunfeng is still very useful. He knows too much about the operations of Tingyu Pavilion and the spies in Xuan Ce City. He is currently my most reliable subordinate. I absolutely cannot let him die like this.
Li Qingyi gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, took out her assassin token, and painfully exchanged two thousand contribution points for a bottle of Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.
He immediately took one out and fed it to Muchunfeng.
The pills melt instantly upon entering the mouth and have excellent medicinal effects.
Within a few breaths, a sliver of color returned to Mu Chunfeng's pale face. He then coughed and slowly opened his eyes.
Li Qingyi couldn't help but sigh; those two thousand contribution points were essentially earned for nothing.
He gazed at the jade bottle in his hand, lost in thought. "Well, this kind of life-saving elixir, if it can save my life in a critical moment, it's not a bad deal."
The effects of the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill are indeed amazing. Mu Chunfeng, who was previously on the verge of death, can now get up on his own, although his movements are extremely slow.
Unable to recover from the injuries within ten breaths, it is estimated that the source of life has been damaged.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, OP."
"Who is it?" Li Qingyi asked in a cold voice.
Mu Chunfeng's eyes flickered for a moment, then he whispered, "Zhenyang Tower."
Li Qingyi's brows furrowed deeply. Why were they here again? They were truly like persistent ghosts.
They attacked me and Ling'er in the morning, and then wiped out Tingyu Pavilion's branch at noon? Is this a coincidence, or a long-planned, all-out operation?
Is the target me, or Tingyu Pavilion? Or—both?
A quick scan of the corpses on the ground revealed that Li Qingyi's storage bags had all vanished.
Even Mu Chunfeng's storage bag disappeared.
They killed my men and stole my treasures! This Zhenyang Tower is truly hateful!
Li Qingyi had never imagined that any force could disgust him so much.
"Explain in detail."
"My subordinate has a long-standing grudge against Zhenyang Tower. Today, due to carelessness, I was followed by assassins they sent, and then—"
That's all for Mu Chunfeng's words.
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Li Qingyi understood.
So it wasn't aimed at me after all? At least on the surface, it was just an old grudge between Mu Chunfeng and Zhenyang Tower.
But this idea was quickly overshadowed by more doubts.
The timing was too perfect, and the action was too swift.
The room was filled with blood, and there wasn't even a clean place to sit down.
Li Qingyi simply stood there and casually asked, "Approximately what level of cultivation did the assassins who attacked today have? How many of them came?"
After a moment's thought, Mu Chunfeng replied, "The person who came was ruthless. I estimate that he is at least at the seventh level of Qi Refining."
Li Qingyi nodded, then suddenly changed the subject, "How long has that assassin been gone?"
Mu Chunfeng subconsciously replied, "I estimate it will take about an hour."
Li Qingyi narrowed her eyes to slits. "Chief Mu, how did you determine the exact time you were unconscious?"
Mu Chunfeng was startled, a hint of panic flashing across his face. "My lord, you are wise. I made this deduction based on the degree of congealing of the bloodstains on the ground."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Mu Chunfeng felt uneasy under Li Qingyi's gaze.
After a few breaths, Li Qingyi looked away, lifted his leg, and left the secret room, with Mu Chunfeng quickly following.
The bright sunshine in the backyard dispelled the slight chill from my body.
"Chief Mu, what kind of power is Zhenyang Tower?"
Mu Chunfeng composed himself and respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Pavilion Master, according to my understanding, Zhenyang Pavilion has one cultivator at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, one half-step Foundation Establishment cultivator, and three cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining." He paused, then added, "Beyond that, I am not aware."
"You seem to know a lot about Zhenyang Tower."
"As the leader of the Listening Rain Pavilion branch, it is my duty to understand the intelligence of the major forces."
This answer was impeccable, providing both crucial information and explaining why the speaker knew so much about the subject.
But the strange feeling in Li Qingyi's heart did not disappear; on the contrary, it became even stronger.
"Mu Chunfeng, what tricks are you playing?"
"After this ordeal, will the intelligence network of the Xuan Ce City branch still be able to function normally?" Li Qingyi changed the subject.
After a moment's thought, Mu Chunfeng cautiously replied, "Reporting to the Lord, most of those lost today were unranked assassins stationed here and some ordinary spies who had not yet reached the Qi Refining stage."
Our informants and spies scattered throughout the city are mostly concealed and not based in this area, so their influence on intelligence gathering and transmission is limited.
"Is there anything you wish to inquire about, sir? I will arrange it immediately."
"No, I need you to spread a message for me, one that must reach the entire Xuan Kingdom in a very short time."
"Please give your instructions, Master." Mu Chunfeng's expression turned solemn as he bowed and accepted the order.
"Zhao Ling'er, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family who was separated from her family in her early years, is a true disciple of Minghao Zhenren of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect."
"Your subordinate obeys." He didn't ask any further questions, but simply replied in a deep voice.
After giving her instructions, Li Qingyi headed towards Lingbao Pavilion.
Mu Chunfeng watched his retreating figure, thinking to herself:
OP, did you spot the flaw I left in the post?
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