"What is this person's name?"
The Demonic Fairy's expression was calm. With the Zhao Clan's capability, killing someone of the ninth level wouldn't be difficult.
"I don't know."
Ling Xian shook his head, "I don't know anything about this person. I only know that he lives south of the City of Zhi Ge."
"I don't even know his gender, how am I supposed to find him?" The Demonic Fairy glared at Ling Xian, "Are you joking around with me?"
"Do I look like I am joking to you?"
Ling Xian's expression was serious, "This is a very important matter. Please help me."
"Finding someone of the ninth level isn't hard. But you have to at least give me some information," the Demonic Fairy said softly.
"The only information I know is that that person took away a piece of inheritance." Ling Xian sighed. He knew he was forcing her to do this, but he had no other choice.
"A piece of inheritance … there can't be such a coincidence." The Demonic Fairy was a little startled.
"You know about it?" Ling Xian's eyes brightened.
"30 years ago, an Elder of the Zhao Clan brought back a piece of inheritance. I just don't know if it's what you are looking for." The Demonic Fairy frowned.
"Do you know what kind of inheritance it is?"
Ling Xian's spirit was lifted. His instinct told him that the Elder the Demonic Fairy was talking about was the person he was looking for.
However, he had to confirm it.
"I don't know. Even though the Zhao Clan is a Clan, it is divided into two factions."
"That Elder's name is Zhao Shikong. He is not on good terms with the Clan Leader. Therefore, only his descendants can enter that piece of inheritance."
The corner of the Demonic Fairy's lips curled up. "Sadly, he can't. His descendants can't either."
"You mean, nobody has acquired the inheritance?" Ling Xian was excited. The piece of inheritance was not the key, the key was the Flame of the Sun.
If nobody acquired the inheritance, then it meant the Flame of the Sun was safe and sound. This was great news.
"If Zhao Shikong acquired the inheritance, then why would he take it back?" The Demonic Fairy faintly grinned. "His descendants have all tried. None of them have gained anything."
"That is good news. But there is also a downside." Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly, feeling troubled.
Not only was Zhao Shikong a level-nine cultivator, but he was also a Great Elder of the Zhao Clan. With his current strength, it would be very difficult to shake him.
"For me, there is no bad side."
The Demonic Fairy's eyes turned cold. "Zhao Shikong has been suspicious of me for a long time. I don't mind getting rid of him."
"You mean, you will help me?" Ling Xian squinted his eyes. If the Demonic Fairy is willing to help, then his chances will increase.
"I'm helping myself."
"Once he finds evidence to prove that I am not Zhao Lin Er, then the clan leader's bloodline will be purged."
"Between me and him, only one of us can live."
The Demonic Fairy's eyes were cold and murderous.
"I hope the one who survives is you."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "Enemies of the past, friends of the present. I cannot believe the day will come when we fight shoulder to shoulder."
"I didn't expect that either. But don't be too optimistic."
The Demonic Fairy stared at Ling Xian, "Even though my position is high, I do not have much power. At most, I can control three cultivators at the peak of the eighth level."
Pausing, she continued in a low voice, "Our opponent, however, is a cultivator of the ninth level."
"I will deal with him. What you need to do is lure him out of the Zhao Clan."
"At the same time, you need to get your hands on the inheritance."
Ling Xian's gaze was deep. In terms of capabilities, even if there were 100 of him, he would not be able to defeat Zhao Shikong. However, he had a weapon that could kill a cultivator of the ninth level.
"I can do the former, but not the latter."
"If you cannot kill Zhao Shikong and I get my hands on his inheritance, then I will be out of luck."
The Demonic Fairy stared at Ling Xian, "I am willing to help you. But I cannot put myself in danger."
Hearing this, Ling Xian nodded, expressing his understanding.
He and the Demonic Fairy did not have a deep relationship. They merely formed an alliance because they had a common enemy. If the Demonic Fairy was willing, then she would be an idiot.
"If you can kill Zhao Shikong, getting your hands on the inheritance will be a piece of cake. There is no need to worry about it now."
The Demonic Fairy played with her bangs, "But, can you really kill Zhao Shikong?"
"I cannot guarantee it. I can only say that there is some hope."
Ling Xian shook his head. It was true that the Qi of death could threaten those of the ninth level, but it depended on the realm and capabilities.
If Zhao Shikong was at the peak of the ninth level, then the most he could do was to injure him lightly.
Ling Xian opened his mouth and asked about Zhao Shikong's capabilities.
"He hasn't fought in decades. I only know that a few decades ago, he was at the beginning stage of the ninth level. His foundation was not weak either."
The Demonic Fairy's lips parted slightly, "Legend has it that he once fought against my grandfather for the title of the strongest descendant of his generation. He lost after one move."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's expression turned serious. He felt more and more troubled.
A person who could fight against the strongest descendant of the Zhao Clan … even if he thought with his toes, he would know that his foundation was not weak. Therefore, the effect of the Qi of death would be greatly reduced.
"Tell me the truth. How confident are you?" The Demonic Fairy asked in a serious tone.
"Before, it was 70 percent. Now it is 30 percent. If Zhao Shikong has a breakthrough, then it will be 10 percent." Ling Xian softly sighed, feeling a headache coming on.
The Demonic Fairy was having a headache as well.
If Zhao Shikong doesn't die, then she will be in danger of dying. Even her father may die.
After all, the Zhao Clan Leader lied to everyone and spared the Demonic Fairy's life. If the Clan finds out about this …
"I will take the gamble."
The Demonic Fairy's eyes turned cold, "I will lend you a treasure that can threaten those of the ninth level."
"What treasure?" Ling Xian's spirit was lifted.
"The Needle of the Soul made from the bones of a Saint."
The Demonic Fairy's face was cold. She waved her hand and a three-inch needle appeared. It was surrounded by black light and evil energy.
"Good stuff."
Feeling the terrifying Qi from the needle, Ling Xian grinned. His confidence increased.
If there was only the Qi of death or the Needle of the Soul, it would be very difficult to kill Zhao Shikong. But if he uses both at the same time, then he has a high chance of killing Zhao Shikong!
"How confident are you?" The Demonic Fairy asked.
"Seventy percent."
Ling Xian faintly grinned. Seeing the Demonic Fairy's frown, he said, "Don't think it's low. If the opponent is a ninth level cultivator, seventy percent is already very high."
"That's true."
The Demonic Fairy nodded and looked at Ling Xian in a serious manner, "This is my life-saving treasure. I am giving it to you. I hope you don't disappoint me."
"I will do my best."
Ling Xian's expression was serious. The Zhao Clan was heavily guarded. Even if he had the Immortal Thief's inheritance, it would be very difficult for him to sneak in and take away the inheritance.
The only way was to kill Zhao Shikong.
If he dies, with the Demonic Fairy's status, taking away the inheritance would be a piece of cake.
Ling Xian faintly grinned, "Then it's decided. You are responsible for luring him out, and I am responsible for killing him."
"In three days, there will be a ninth level cultivator's birthday. Zhao Shikong will definitely come."
"When that happens, we can make our move while he's on his way back."
The Demonic Fairy grinned, "Now, follow me. I will introduce you to some friends."
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