Fan Yao fled for thousands of miles and finally returned to the inn.
"Devil Master, Princess, something bad has happened…"
Fan Yao's body was covered in blood. She knelt on the ground, crying in pain as she recounted everything that had happened.
" What?!"
"The WuTang Sect's experts suddenly arrived to help Beggar's Sect?!”
" Everyone else is dead?!"
The folding fan in Zhao Min's hand fell to the ground, and she was dumbstruck.
Even Pang Ban had a look of surprise on his face. He was no longer as calm as before.
The plan failed?
Ah Da, Ah San, and the Divine Sword Eight Heroes had all died at the hands of the WuTang Sect?
Was this a joke?
The two of them could not believe it.
Pang Ban was puzzled as he personally healed Fan Yao. He secretly checked Fan Yao's wounds and found that there were many fatal injuries that came from Wudang techniques.
Thus, he put away his suspicions towards Fan Yao.
The healing was complete.
Fan Yao was resting.
Pang Ban and Zhao Min walked out of the room and looked at each other. They saw the worry in each other's eyes.
As expected.
The two of them waited until dawn, but no one came back.
Other than the eight divine swords, the others were all martial grandmasters.
He did not expect that this time, the entire army would be wiped out.
" Fourteen martial grandmasters, eight grandmasters…"
"No…it's all gone…"
Zhao Min instantly lost all her strength and collapsed on the chair.
The experts of the Devil Master Palace were completely annihilated.
Only Xuanming Elders, Ku Toutuo, and Ah 'er were left in Ruyang Mansion.
Her ambition had yet to begin, but it seemed to have already ended.
The most important thing was…
The five major sects might have guessed that Pang Ban was the mastermind based on the identities of Hua Jieyu and the others. They might have issued a wanted order and even personally sent masters to hunt them down.
They no longer had a foothold in the Central Plains.
"How did the WuTang Sect know about our plan?”
Zhao Min's heart was in a mess, and she no longer had her usual strategy.
Pang Ban's heart was heavy. After a long silence, he guessed,"
"Maybe someone leaked it."
The plan failed.
He couldn't challenge the various sects to hone his martial arts.
Pang Ban thought for a moment and gathered everyone. He used the secret spiritual arts in the smart book to interrogate everyone, but he still couldn't find the traitor who leaked the plan.
This person naturally could not be Zhao Min, nor could it be him!
Zhao Min was at a loss and asked,
"Master, what should we do?"
She had come to the Central Plains and had yet to find the thief who had stolen her treasure.
Although he suspected that it was Shaolin, he couldn't be sure.
Pang Ban stood by the window with his hands behind his back. After pondering for a long time, his eyes lit up.
"In recent years, I heard that there are two top swordsmen in Japan. One of them founded the Nakajo Itto-Ryu and is known as the 'Japanese Sword Demon' by the Japanese. The other is known as the 'Sword Saint' and likes to wear white clothes, so he is also known as the white-clothed man.”
"As far as I know, the Japanese have also sent a diplomatic mission with two people as the leader to challenge the Chinese martial arts world. We can mix in with the diplomatic mission and challenge the various large sects.”
It was called a diplomatic mission, but in reality, it harbored evil intentions and wanted to stir up chaos in the Central Plains.
This coincided with his purpose for coming to the Central Plains.
After hearing Pang Ban's plan, Zhao Min was overjoyed.
"Master is wise."
The WuTang Sect had caused her a great loss.
She had to take revenge.
……
Yin Tianxue and Yin Tianqi traveled for two days and finally returned to the Imperial Sword Manor.
Your heart is like a tree. The more the tree yearns for the light from above, the more its roots will go down, into the soil, into the depths of the darkness.
And in the darkness, there was no love and no light.
Yin Tianxue sat in her room and took out a piece of white paper she picked up in the alley. She read the words on it over and over again. She looked at the small sword and finally made up her mind to go to Yin Zhong's courtyard.
"Tianxue, what's the matter?"
Yin Zhong was surprised to see Yin Tianxue.
Yin Tianxue walked into the hall and sat down. After a moment of silence, she said,"
"Second Uncle, Tianxue once happened to see you practicing martial arts. She realized that the level of your martial arts far exceeded the level of our Imperial Sword Manor's inherited martial arts, so she secretly learned it.”
"This is Tianxue's fault."
"All these years, Tianxue would faint from time to time, and the duration of her coma was getting longer and longer.”
"Second Uncle, do you have a way?"
Yin Tianxue told the truth to test Yin Zhong.
Even if Yin Zhong wanted to kill her, she had the trump card given by the mysterious person.
The smile on Yin Zhong's face disappeared, and his eyes became sharp. He said coldly,"
"No wonder you fainted."
"Where did you see me practicing martial arts?"
"What else do you know?"
He was born in the Tong Clan and practiced the Long Clan's martial arts. He had met with many misfortunes. His daughter ate poisonous snake meat and was unfortunately poisoned. He used a secret technique to keep her alive.
He was cursed himself, let alone others.
Fortunately, Yin Tianxue did not cultivate a complete cultivation technique. Otherwise, she would not have simply fainted.
Yin Tianxue could feel the coldness coming from Yin Zhong's body and said frankly,"
"Second Uncle secretly built the underground city. Tianxue happened to know the entrance to the underground city and entered it many times to peek at Second Uncle's martial arts.”
"Tianxue knows most of the things she should know and the things she shouldn't know.”
She hid the fact that there was a passage leading to the underground city in her room.
Yin Zhong slammed his right hand on the table and said coldly,"
Are you threatening Second Uncle?"
Yin Tianxue secretly injected her internal energy into the white paper, ready to activate the sword intent at any time. She raised her head and looked straight at Yin Zhong.
"Tianxue wouldn't dare."
Yin Zhong felt the terrifying sword intent hidden in Yin Tianxue's sleeve. He narrowed his eyes and realized that it might be a threat to him. He looked at Yin Tianxue for a long time and saw Yin Tianxue's determined eyes. A smile appeared on his face again and he said sincerely,
"Looks like you have your own secrets.”
"I'm still the ancestor of the Imperial Sword Manor, and you're my descendant, so I naturally won't harm you.”
Yin Zhong patted Yin Tianxue's shoulder and placed his right hand on Yin Tianxue's pulse. He injected his internal energy and wrote down a prescription for Yin Tianxue to take the medicine according to the prescription.
"Your physique is not suitable for my cultivation technique. In the future, cultivate less or not at all.”
"Otherwise, I can't do anything about it.”
Yin Tianxue didn't expect to be able to treat his illness so smoothly. He bowed and said,"
"Thank you, Second Uncle."
Yin Zhong waved his hand and said,
"You can leave."
Yin Tianxue left the courtyard.
Even though she was extremely smart, she could not see through Yin Zhong's thoughts.
She did not know whether Yin Zhong was treating her because of her identity as a descendant of the Imperial Sword Manor or because of the threat of the sword intent in her sleeve.
This sword intent could protect her, but it could not protect others.
She hesitated, not knowing if she should tell Yi Hao the truth.
In the room.
Yin Zhong watched Yin Tianxue leave, his heart filled with doubt.
What was the item in Yin Tianxue's sleeve?
From whom?
Why would it pose a threat to him and cause his intuition to warn him?
"I hope you don't overestimate yourself!"
Yin Zhong muttered to himself. Suddenly, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.
……
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