Chapter 521

After careful consideration, Mengqi said in a low voice, "What will you do if I challenge the Wang family's Enlightened Apertures disciple? Shan Xiumei has no evil deeds and is only a Nirmanakaya. Even if I kill her, others will only think that I have joined the Devil Path and harmed a good woman. They won't believe that I am killing demons and defending the Dao. "

He was afraid of being tricked by Gu Xiaosang. After all, they were enemies, not friends. However, this matter should be settled as soon as possible. Although it was not difficult for him to be accepted by the aristocratic families or the Six Fan School with the impartation of the Thunder God and his potential as a master on the Ranking List of Young Masters, it was enough to fend off the dregs of the Exterior. However, if he did so, the Sect of the Plain Lady would know that he had obtained the impartation of the Thunder God without the need for divination. Then, he would be targeted by one of the Nine Evil Paths.

Of course, if the "Thunder Blade Furious Monk" killed Shan Xiumei, there would be a similar effect and he would become a member of the Heterodox Path.

Gu Xiaosang chuckled and said, "Husband, you are as suspicious as an old man. Since she is a Nirmanakaya, there must be something special about her. Once Shan Xiumei dies, she will only turn into a stream of light and go to the Real Body. Anyone of the Exterior with good eyesight will be able to sense the special breath of the Mystic Fairy Lineage. Moreover, you only need to be responsible for challenging and creating opportunities. The one who will fight will naturally be me, the demoness, so that the Plain Lady Sect will not suspect me. After all, everyone knows that I have killed the Seven Heavenly Fairies."

"As for usual, of course, I am your obedient maid, Little Zi." She curtsied and bowed. "Master, do you have any other orders for Little Zi?"

Her ethereal temperament was completely restrained. Apart from her exquisite appearance, she looked like an ordinary girl. At first glance, Meng Qi almost didn't dare to recognize her as Gu Xiaosang.

Mengqi frowned slightly. "Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

"My temperament has changed. I have hidden the impartation, and with a little makeup, I believe no one will recognize me." Gu Xiaosang pursed her lips and smiled. "Only a few people who have really dealt with me are still alive."

"What a psychopath …" Mengqi thought.

Gu Xiaosang stepped out of the wing room and began to rustle. After a while, she walked back with light steps. Her face was covered with makeup, concealing her stunning beauty. She looked just like a pretty daughter from a humble family. She bowed graciously and said, "Master, are you satisfied with Little Zi's appearance?"

"Women's makeup is indeed the best disguise …" Mengqi was stunned and his mouth was half open. He was stunned. If Gu Xiaosang changed her plain white dress and woolen cloak, she would look like a beautiful maid!

"Well, don't expose yourself when you do it." Mengqi reminded him. "Don't worry. Master will be …"

As long as Shan Xiumei was killed, the Nirmanakaya would return to the Real Body, and all the masters present would take action to kill the evildoer of the Plain Girl Sect. Even if Meng Qi joined in, he would not arouse suspicion.

Gu Xiaosang pouted like a lively maid. "Master, you don't trust Little Zi. With my strength, how would killing her Nirmanakaya expose my identity?"

"Girl, if you keep acting like this, you will have another personality …" Mengqi thought that his "acting skills" were excellent, but there was still a big gap between him and Gu Xiaosang.

"Master, get ready today. Little Zi will pick you up tomorrow to fight against the heroes of Yedu." Gu Xiaosang's beautiful eyes wandered. She smiled and her fragrance wafted in the air.

On the way back in the carriage, Mengqi kept silent and thought about the matter.

He would never believe that Gu Xiaosang just wanted to help him. She must have some other purpose. If he did not make other preparations, he would definitely be tricked.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley. She put Mengqi down and drove into the sea of cars and people ahead.

Mengqi returned home and sat on the stone bench under the plum tree. He replayed every word Gu Xiaosang said in his mind.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and repeated the words,

"This is the specialty of the Mystic Fairy lineage. Almost no one in the outside world knows about it. If I hadn't obtained some ancient classics by chance and had sex with her, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found out the truth …"

"Almost no one in the outside world knows about it. I obtained some ancient classics by chance and had sex with her …"

"Coincidentally, I obtained some ancient books, and I had sex with her …"

"This means that she obtained the ancient classics first and had sex with the Successor of Mystic Fairy later."

"And the secret of the Successor of Mystic Fairy is unknown even to the Wang family, one of the 14 aristocratic families from Zhou County. It sounds like the Luo Denomination doesn't know about it either. Gu Xiaosang only knew about it because of the ancient classics she obtained."

"What kind of ancient classics are these? Where did she get them?"

Meng Qi carefully savored these seemingly ordinary words, and added the doubts he had before.

"She obtained the ancient classics about the Successor of Mystic Fairy before and knew the secret of her Nirmanakaya. There's no such thing as negligence."

"She didn't take away the Outsky Strange Stone when she was in Three Mountains and Four Waters and cut off the clues. Instead, she hunted down the Successor of Mystic Fairy and said that she was eliminating future troubles for me."

"She said that she sent people to steal the Outsky Strange Stone for me."

Suddenly, Mengqi seemed to have a flash in his mind and stood up.

"Demoness, I'm afraid your real target is the Successor of Mystic Fairy!"

"She did steal the Outsky Strange Stone for me. On the one hand, maybe the Ninth Heaven ruins need the Successor of Thunder God. On the other hand, I'm afraid she used my thunderbolt mark to trigger the impartation and make The Conqueror's Invincible Blade move and lead the Successor of Mystic Fairy down the mountain!"

"That's why you didn't take away the Outsky Strange Stone and let the Sect of Mistress Su take it. That's why you tried your best and eliminated the Seven Heavenly Fairies. Unfortunately, the Successor of Mystic Fairy's Nirmanakaya escaped."

"I'm afraid that the ancient classics you obtained are not only about the secret of Nirmanakaya of Mystic Fairy, but also about her secret!"

"What do you want from the Successor of Mystic Fairy?"

As if Gu Xiaosang was right in front of him, Mengqi questioned her in his heart. His thoughts were clear and thorough. For the first time, he had grasped Gu Xiaosang's weakness!

Mengqi paced with his hands clasped behind his back and thought, "In this matter, she and I have the same big goal, but I have to prevent the final 'divergence'."

"Although she didn't set me up every time, at most she just watched from the sidelines and then used it to lure me into her trap. But she is so hateful. I have to stir up trouble for her so that she won't get what she wants so easily …"

Having made up his mind, Mengqi began to think of a countermeasure. But after He Mu's competition today, there would be many people coming to investigate the mastermind. It would be inconvenient for Qi Zhengyan to come, so he couldn't find anyone to discuss or help him.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Mengqi suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Meng Qi saw an ordinary middle-aged man. He looked like he had been walking the streets for a long time.

"My friend, I'm here to watch the martial club competition, but I got lost nearby. I'm thirsty and would like to ask for a glass of water." The middle-aged man smiled ingratiatingly.

Mengqi was always willing to help others. He pointed to the well and said, "Get it yourself. Be careful of the freezing weather and the cold water."

"Don't worry about it." The middle-aged man fetched a bucket of water and drank a spoonful. Then he smiled and said, "May I know your name? I'm very grateful."

"I'm Su Meng." Mengqi answered casually.

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "My surname is Cheng, and I'm from Yongan Lane, south of Yedu. I'm here to watch the martial club competition. By the way, the opposite side is Qingfeng Martial Club, right?"

"Yes." Meng Qi curled his lips. It was written on the horizontal board.

The middle-aged man suddenly understood and said, "So this is Qingfeng Martial Club. Today, their disciple, He Mu, is very powerful. With the strength of the primary level of Qi-cultivation, he made the disciple of Sun-scorching Martial Club, who had opened the Eye Apertures, embarrassed and almost lost. His swordsmanship is really outstanding!"

Hearing the name He Mu, Mengqi raised his eyebrows and carefully looked at the middle-aged man again. He saw that there was a shrewdness hidden in his simplicity. His fingers, wrists, and other parts of his body showed obvious traces of years of martial arts practice.

"Did the aristocratic families and sects send people to inquire or the Six Fan School?" Mengqi understood the middle-aged man's identity and echoed, "Yes, I also went to the Sun-scorching Martial Club to watch."

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "At his age, He Mu could use swordsmanship to embarrass an Enlightened Apertures master. He must have had a miraculous encounter or was overflowing with talent. However, it is said that he is not outstanding usually and only began to show his talent recently."

The two chatted for a while. From various clues, Mengqi deduced the middle-aged man's identity — a secret agent of the Six Fan School. However, he did not expose him. Instead, he chatted with him and waited for the middle-aged man to inquire about the master behind He Mu.

"By the way, Mr. Su, you have lived here for a long time. Have you ever thought that He Mu was a genius in swordsmanship?" The middle-aged man asked again after a while.

"You also know my situation well. You are indeed a secret agent of the Six Fan School …" Mengqi smiled and said, "He Mu is diligent and often asks me for words. Apart from that, there is nothing special about him."

The middle-aged man clapped his hands and said, "I knew it!"

He squinted his eyes and looked like he was chatting with a woman. "Mr. Su, have you ever seen anyone instructing He Mu? He must have had a miraculous encounter! "

When Mengqi was about to make up an image of a sage-like master, he suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "Of course I have."

"Really? Who? "The middle-aged man became excited.

Meng Qi smiled and pointed at himself. "It's me. It's me."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became blank as if the person in front of him was a lunatic. He forced a smile and said, "Mr. Su, don't joke around."

How could he confess to such a thing!

"It's really me. I'm a master!" Meng Qi said with a straight face.

"Have you ever heard a master say that about yourself …" The middle-aged man covered his face and sighed. He felt that he had met an unreasonable lunatic.

"You are a secret agent of the Six Fan School, right?" Mengqi did not tease him anymore. He changed to a calm tone and stood with his hands clasped behind his back. Suddenly, he looked like a master.

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. "Mr. Su, what did you say?"

"I've been hiding here for half a year to escape from the Demoness's pursuit. Unfortunately, things don't go my way and I have to face her in the end. Thus, I've taught He Mu a few moves so that there won't be a successor for my swordsmanship. Please pass this news back to the Six Fan School as a witness." Meng Qi believed that Gu Xiaosang would not have guessed that someone from the Six Fan School would come knocking at this critical juncture.

His tone was solemn and stirring, as if the wind was bleak and the water was cold.

The middle-aged man's expression became serious. "May I know your name?"

"Zhen Ding, the abandoned disciple of the Shaolin Temple. Now, I am known as Su Meng." Mengqi looked at the gloomy sky calmly but solemnly.

Zhen Ding, the abandoned disciple of the Shaolin Temple? These six words were really well-known in Jianghu below the Exterior level. The middle-aged man cried out involuntarily,

"Thunder Blade Furious Monk?"

Mengqi sighed. "Go back. Don't look for me tonight. I have to find a place to train my blade. Tomorrow, I will meet the heroes of Yedu."

The middle-aged man was very confused. He did not understand the relationship between the two sentences, but Mengqi was very determined to see him off. He could only leave the yard and close the door.