ngniang appeared too quickly.
Before everyone’s eyes, there was but a flash of crimson light that swept past in an instant, and in the next mont, the fearso Third Elder lay reduced to a horrifying pile of flesh, sprawled out on the spot.
Along with him, the gravely injured Sister Wu had her head broken as well.
In the cultivation world, the differences in levels within the Desolate Heavenly Realm are most intricate and complex. Likewise, the leap between each stage within the Saintly Ascension Realm is also quite significant. The Third Elder, being a newcor who had just stepped into the threshold of the Saint Realm, was indistinguishable from the mud beneath ngniang’s feet, who had attained the utmost Great Perfection of the Saintly Ascension Realm. It was but an easy slap for her.
ngniang had not even used her full strength.
At this mont, above the sky, two sword-wielding n were waiting for the Third Elder to bring back the Young Miss. However, they saw the Third Elder being effortlessly swatted dead by a woman in red, like a fly.
Upon witnessing such a terrifying scene, the two were paralyzed with fear, imdiately turned their sword tips around, and frantically tried to flee.
But in the next mont, a woman in a red bridal dress appeared before them.
"Where do you two plan to go?"
ngniang stared at them with a smiling expression, her skirt billowing, her beautiful and alluring face tinged with a faint hint of coldness.
One of them said with feigned toughness masking his inner terror, "May I ask who you are? You must know that we belong to Tianqing Manor—"
Before he could finish speaking, ngniang’s white wrist flicked slightly, her robe fluttered, and the two n’s bodies instantly dispersed, turning into a sky of blood mist.
No need to listen to the nonsense of underlings.
...
On the passenger ship.
All around there was silence, with only the sound of the wind howling.
The girl looked on in shock with wide almond eyes, holding the cactus in her hands foolishly, at a loss for what to do.
It wasn’t until a passenger started to vomit that the eerie silence was broken, and the people snapped out of shock, their faces revealing fright and fear, their bodies tense with alarm.
At this mont, these people greatly regretted boarding the ship.
If it were not for the fact they were still drifting on the river, shrouded in heavy fog, they would have wished to imdiately jump off the ship and swim to shore.
Fortunately, nothing further happened after a short while.
No one else ca to capture the young mistress of Tianqing Manor, and that terrifying red figure with unfathomable cultivation also never reappeared, as if she had dissipated like the mist.
For a ti, the atmosphere on the ship was sowhat peaceful.
Chu Qi, his body soaked with cold sweat, steadied his mind, instructed the master of the ship to dispose of the corpses, and ca to Jiang Shouzhong’s side, asking in a low voice, "Master Jiang, do you know the mysterious woman who just took action?"
Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, "I do not."
Chu Qi let out a slight sigh of relief, then asked in a lower voice, "Do you think she could be the demon who killed the rich rchant?"
"If that’s the case, does Chu intend to capture her?" Jiang Shouzhong asked with a smile.
A wry smile appeared on Chu Qi’s face.
If she can crush a Saint Realm master with a slap, then what’s the point in trying to capture her.
"If you truly want to continue the investigation, then keep an eye on Mr. Yu. You are sure to find sothing. Of course, you could also give up on the investigation; after all, when faced with a case beyond one’s abilities, the authorities won’t care too much about it."
Jiang Shouzhong patted Chu Qi’s shoulder, smiling as he left.
Chu Qi’s expression was complicated.
Zheng, the leader of the Divine Fist Gang, saw Jiang Shouzhong approaching and quickly put away his forr arrogance, plastering a warm smile on his face, clasping his hands in a salute and bowing deeply. The change in his deanor from earlier was night and day.
Jiang Shouzhong wasn’t pretentious either; he nodded with a smile and leisurely entered his own room.
Seeing that Jiang Shouzhong had not taken offense to his earlier attitude, Zheng released the breath he was holding, feeling both ashad and admiring of Jiang Shouzhong’s magnanimous deanor. He couldn’t help but inwardly exclaim that this was truly the breadth of mind of a great master.
When Jiang Shouzhong returned to his room, he saw that ngniang had just finished washing her hands.
That slap had gotten so blood on them.
"Why did you suddenly take action?" Jiang Shouzhong asked curiously.
ngniang was a demon cultivator with principles, and even if they had a good relationship, she would not break the rules by taking action without a good reason.
This ti, her action was indeed sowhat unexpected.
ngniang dried her hands and spoke indifferently, "Nothing much, I’ve just been feeling annoyed lately and needed to vent a bit."
Jiang Shouzhong was speechless.
But ngniang wasn’t lying; she had indeed been feeling suffocated lately.
Either encountering a super-expert like Luo Wanqing, nearly being captured by a mysterious old Taoist, failing to protect Jiang Shouzhong properly, or being troubled by the dilemma of the flower from the other shore... Various frustrations had accumulated, and ultimately, when she saw the extrely unpleasant Third Elder, she couldn’t hold back and slapped him away.
Jiang Shouzhong laughed, "I thought you changed your nature and decided to be my guard."
"That’s not impossible,"
ngniang smiled sweetly, her smile carrying three parts pride and seven parts mischief, her ruddy lips drawing a captivating curve, "If one day you have the ability to subdue , it won’t just be about being your guard; even serving by your side as your servant would be delightful to ."
The woman’s eyes were full of charm, causing Jiang Shouzhong’s heartbeat to accelerate inexplicably.
It had begun.
This temptress was starting her seduction!
Comrade Jiang’s trial had co!
Jiang Shouzhong silently recited a few tis, "I am not a rustic hero; I am not Xu Xian," calming the stirring emotions, and said seriously:
"ngniang, do you know about Tianqing Manor? I know it’s a fairly famous sect in Jianghu, said to be involved with the Zhuge Family, but I don’t know the exact details."
ngniang put away her playfulness and nodded lightly, "They did indeed have so involvent with the Zhuge Family in the past; the first master of Tianqing Manor had a wife from the Zhuge Family. However, their relationship faded over ti, and they don’t have much contact anymore.
Currently, the master of Tianqing Manor is called Leng Chaosong. He was originally not prominent in cultivation, but after turning to demon cultivation, his powers greatly increased, and he jumped into the top ten. This, however, has also led to so controversy."
Demon Cultivator...
Jiang Shouzhong pondered thoughtfully.
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