Hsu Fengnian had a whole new level of respect for Fan Xiaochai. Looking down from above, he could see that Fan Xiaochai's Qi was still inferior to his senior Wei Jin's. However, this courage to fight for survival from the jaws of death was enough to make many experts who feared death more and more as their Realms climbed feel ashamed of their inferiority. Hsu Fengnian had put his life on the line many times, but it was not a small number either. He fought against Princess Sui Zhu's retainer on Mount Wudang, Xie Ling of Beimang at the Duck Head Green Inn, Tuoba Chunsun, Duan Bo, and Hui Hui on the grasslands, Diwu Raccoon at the foot of Mount Tibing, Yang Taisui at the Iron Gate Pass, Han Shengxuan outside Shenwu City, and Great Celestial Phenomenon Liu Haoshi. There were victories and losses, but every opponent's Realms were undoubtedly higher than Hsu Fengnian's. Luck was one reason why Hsu Fengnian was able to survive, but it was also important that he never shied away from battle and did his best to scheme. The sect master of the Spring Invitation Cottage who had died at Hsu Fengnian's hands by the Spring God Lake was an excellent example. He was too isolated from the outside world and indulged in meaningless battles. His Realms were all he had. He could not even withstand a single blow from an opponent of the same Realms, let alone surpassing his Realms to kill enemies. Hsu Fengnian glanced at Fan Xiaochai's exceptionally slender waist and sighed. This extremely delicate girl had actually become a Junior Grandmaster who could challenge Wei Jin. The affairs of the world were indeed unpredictable.
With nothing else to do, Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at the waterfall hanging from the cliff, then looked at Fan Xiaochai's waist again. He repeated the same thing over and over again, destroying the tense and tense atmosphere in just a few moments. Fan Xiaochai finally faced his sworn enemy head-on and didn't shift his gaze away. Lu Haiya stared at the girl he had fallen in love with at first sight in bewilderment, while the noble daughter of Mount Fuxiao glared angrily at the scholar from her neighbor's mountain, leaving behind the Second Mountain Chieftain of Mount Fuxiao, who didn't know who to glare at. Hsu Fengnian was the first to realize that something was wrong. As expected of an outsider, he asked thoughtlessly, "What are you all doing? Not fighting anymore? Is it over? Aren't you all experts who can fly around without leaving a trace? Even if you don't fight, you can at least spar. "
The girl with the golden threaded dagger was the first to break her facade. She released her grip on the hilt and could not help but laugh. She deliberately glared at him. "You're the one! Come if you dare! "
Hsu Fengnian smiled. "Me? If we're talking, I can easily beat all of you. "
Fan Xiaochai, who was indifferent to everyone, smiled for the first time and asked, "That's it?"
Hsu Fengnian covered his sleeves with his hands and smiled. In the eyes of everyone except Fan Xiaochai, he was naturally an embroidered pillow acting shamelessly.
A white-clothed boy jogged over, saying that the mountain lord was holding a banquet and wanted his master, miss, Lu Haiya, and Fan Xiaochai to attend.
Fan Xiaochai said coldly, "I'll wait here for you, Wei Jin, to bring the Sparrowtail Dagger and the Rusted Copper Sword. We'll fight to the death then."
Immortal Master Wei laughed and did not comment. Lu Haiya knew this girl's temperament and could only follow Wei Jin and the troublesome girl to the top of the mountain.
Thus, there were only two people left at the well, a man and a woman who both knew their identities well.
Hsu Fengnian approached the well and squatted to catch the water. The mist filled the air, but he could not get close. His palm was still three to four feet away from the mouth of the well, but the waterfall was torn diagonally and poured into Hsu Fengnian's palm, like a white lotus blooming.
Fan Xiaochai was silent for a long time and finally walked behind him. There was no fluctuation in her emotions as she said calmly, "Fan Xiaochai of the first room of the Fushui Society greets the King of Beiliang!"
Hsu Fengnian, who had his back to the girl, asked, "Did the Fushui Society plant a Kamikaze spy here?"
Fan Xiaochai replied, "No. Fan Xiaochai entered the mountain this time for both public and private matters. The public matter is that there are considerable amounts of gold and silver hidden in the two mountains. If we succeed, we can relieve the urgent military needs of Youzhou. As for the private matter, the King of Beiliang already knows. Fan Xiaochai wants to take the dagger and sword back home. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Family heirloom? What? You want to take revenge after taking back the famous dagger and sword? "
Fan Xiaochai replied, "I wouldn't dare."
Hsu Fengnian withdrew his hand and stood up. He wiped his sleeves with his palms and laughed, "What a good 'I wouldn't dare'. You still haven't given up your evil intentions."
Fan Xiaochai stared fixedly at Hsu Fengnian and thought of the scene of the lotus blooming in his palm. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Is the King of Beiliang really ranked sixth in the world?"
Hsu Fengnian, whose vast Qi had dissipated, said, "It's good that you could hold back and not draw your dagger at me as soon as those people left. It seems that the years of living in humiliation as a spy of the Fushui Society were not in vain."
The girl gently bit her lips and closed her eyes.
Hsu Fengnian bent down and took a slightly longer dagger from her waist. He held it above his head and unsheathed it halfway. He stared at the gleaming blade and asked with a smile, "Fan Xiaochai, don't you think we're like duckweed returning to the ocean? It's a small world, isn't it?"
Fan Xiaochai abruptly drew his dagger. He held it steadily and quickly, the tip of the dagger in his hand stabbing at Hsu Fengnian's back.
The dagger pierced right through the King of Beiliang's chest an inch away from the center of his body.
Hsu Fengnian's expression was calm as usual. He sheathed the dagger with his right hand and broke the tip of the dagger with two fingers of his left hand. He then patted the dagger lightly, sending Fan Xiaochai and the trembling dagger flying backward. Fan Xiaochai's entire arm hung limply, but he did not abandon his dagger.
Hsu Fengnian did not look back. He casually tossed the dagger to Fan Xiaochai, who had boldly attempted to assassinate him. He then used his Qi to draw a stream of water as thick as a wrist to wash away the two pools of blood on his chest and back. His wounds then "slowly" healed.
After doing all this, Hsu Fengnian turned around and asked with a smile, "It doesn't feel good, does it? It wasn't easy to muster up the courage to die together with the enemy, but in the end, you still couldn't kill your enemy. I had the same experience when I faced someone with the surname Liu. However, you're definitely luckier than me. There will be plenty of opportunities like this in the future. You can come and try it with me every time you make a breakthrough. However, before you make a move, be a loyalist of the Furishui Society and treat it as a business deal between us. "
Fan Xiaochai asked a question that seemed to be out of place. "Are you suffering from Qi Deviation?"
Hsu Fengnian ignored him and said with a smile, "The last time I saw you, I felt that your waist was so thin that it couldn't be any thinner. At that time, I was worried that you would break your waist every time you walked."
Fan Xiaochai smiled sweetly. "It seems that you haven't gone mad. It's just that you've changed from His Royal Highness to King of Beiliang."
Hsu Fengnian suddenly stretched out a palm and pressed down.
Fan Xiaochai felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her. She went from kneeling to prostrating herself on the ground in an instant.
All the Qi in her veins suddenly stagnated. Ordinary people would never have the opportunity to experience such bone-piercing pain in their entire lives.
The woman raised her head with all her might. Her eyes were obscure. Not only did they reveal a bone-piercing hatred, but there was also something more. The corners of her mouth were actually curled up in a complicated smile that seemed to contain both extreme pain and extreme pleasure.
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "You've gone mad."
Fan Xiaochai crawled forward one foot at a time.
It was so similar that they were cut from the same cloth.
Hsu Fengnian was in a daze.
He sat on the edge of the stone and quietly waited for the woman to crawl to his feet. "Inform the spy responsible for communicating with you outside the mountain. Have Huangfu Xi mobilize a hundred crossbowmen and a thousand armored soldiers to follow behind Song Yubai's army. If there's no movement from Bishan District in half an hour, enter the mountain on your own."
Fan Xiaochai seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time. Her internal organs were in turmoil. The woman stretched out a hand with great difficulty and grabbed one of his boots. Blood seeped out of the corner of her mouth as she said hoarsely, "Hsu Fengnian, just kill me! I beg you! "
Hsu Fengnian bent down and reached out to grab her hand. Her haggard and sickly complexion instantly became rosy and natural. Hsu Fengnian's eyes were intoxicating as he laughed gently. "Fan Xiaochai, what's so hard about wanting to die? Living well is the hard part. Don't look at how leisurely and carefree I am. I'm a king with a different surname and number six in the world. If I've used up all my good luck, then I'm just waiting for death with Beiliang. Of course, you won't understand even if I explain. "
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