Feng gave her a disdainful look. "Are you really Long Jue's sister?" How can the quality of two people born from the same womb be so different?
Ning Xian glared back—but you brought me here. In times of crisis, safety comes first.
"Then let's go." Feng supported her wrist, preparing to fly to the other side in one breath. The two figures took flight, and Ning Xian, with Feng's support, indeed felt as light as a swallow, leaping several meters in one bound. However, she suddenly felt something lightly touch her body—it was a thin thread held in mid-air. The thread snapped, and countless small holes suddenly appeared in the artificial rocks on both sides, from which iron stones rained down. Before she could even defend herself, a large net was cast down from the sky—
The thought of whether or not to abandon Ning Xian flashed through Feng's mind. He could get through this place by leaving her behind, but once inside, he would have to deal with the people of Chongtian Tower and the new sect leader of the Giant Axe Sect all by himself. He really disliked dealing with outsiders, especially idiots!
He had heard glimpses of Ning Xian's methods for collecting debts, and his thought was that they seemed quite suitable for dealing with idiots. This was also why he brought Ning Xian along to "help." It seemed that for her sake, he couldn't abandon this heavy burden just yet.
He grabbed Ning Xian and they plummeted down, rushing toward the edge of the net as they descended. Seeing that they were just one step away from escaping, he drew his sword, flicked it open, and pulled Ning Xian out.
Ning Xian secretly glanced up at his focused face from her arms, secretly praising him. Although his character wasn't great, his fighting skills were undeniably impressive. Once she was under his protection, there was almost nothing she needed to do; she could just nestle comfortably in his arms—the capable should do more. She still held to her previous opinion.
As soon as they landed, the traps on the ground immediately activated, making it almost impossible for anyone to find a foothold. Ning Xian's conscience stirred; the blood of the demonic sect members in her veins wouldn't let her just sit around and wait to die. She pretended to be weak and needed protection, reached for her waist, pulled out a long, thin black whip, wrapped it around a tree trunk not far away, and with a flick of the whip, they were carried up into the tree.
No wonder Feng never saw her with a weapon.
Once she was firmly planted in the tree, Ning Xian complained, "You can't walk on the ground, and you can't walk in the air either, where else can you go..." She glanced at the lotus canal winding through the courtyard, and Feng seemed to be looking there as well. However, the two exchanged a glance and simultaneously rejected the idea—if something happened on the water, where would they hide? Wouldn't they end up soaked to the bone?
But they couldn't stay in the tree forever... Just as she was thinking this, she turned her head and suddenly saw a pair of small, black eyes staring at her—a snake!
She instinctively stepped back and fell towards the tree—"Ahhhhhh!!"
Feng's figure followed closely like a firebird, using the power of a thousand-pound drop to catch up with Ning Xian before he landed and scooped him up. With a light touch of his toes, he saw iron pebbles raining down from all directions like scattered beans. He could only leap onto the lotus canal with Ning Xian in his arms—now, there was no other choice.
Ning Xian didn't need to look to know that Feng must be looking at him with disdain again.
—It's just a snake, yet it made such a mistake. It's not only a burden but also a problem. —Feng is now starting to consider whether to change her plans and just leave her behind.
"Brother, this is an instinctive reaction, you know? Do you think everyone is like you and not even human? Is not human so great? There are plenty of skilled demons in the Netherworld. In another ten or eight years, her skills will be able to dominate the martial arts world." Ning Xian thought to himself.
There are no lotus blossoms on the canal; it is the season for lotus blossoms to bloom, but here there are only large, lush green leaves.
As Feng walked on the lotus leaves, Ning Xian often felt that Feng's body would suddenly shift, as if avoiding something. The strangest thing was that he never put her down to let her walk on her own. Although her lightness skill was not as good as Feng's, and it was indeed difficult for her to walk on the lotus leaves for a long time, it was not impossible for her to do so with his slight support. Was there any need to carry her all the time?
Suddenly, she saw a toad leap onto a lotus leaf. The leaf swayed, and a dark shadow darted out from under it. It was an iron tooth with a retractable chain attached, which "bite" the toad and dragged it under the leaf, whereupon everything returned to calm.
She broke out in a cold sweat and looked back over Feng's shoulder—sure enough, as Feng walked along, iron teeth would occasionally shoot out, almost grazing Feng's ankles, before quickly returning to their original positions after he dodged them.
Indeed, if she were put down by herself... She shrank back and snuggled into Feng's arms, behaving herself obediently—capable Lord Feng, the capable should do more, don't you think?
Chapter 20 Fire Feather Phoenix 4
The lotus canal meanders and winds through the courtyard, seemingly just for decoration, yet it can be said to "reach every corner." The mechanisms in this courtyard are not meant to stop people, but to test them and select guests who can enter the building. Therefore, there must be a "way out," and if there is a way out, it must be this lotus canal.
Just as they were about to reach the gate opposite the courtyard, several jets of water suddenly shot out from the water beneath their feet, leaving them no way to avoid it. The two of them finally fell into the water together...
In his final moments, Ning Xian thought of... a drenched phoenix...
Just as she was about to swim up, she felt her body being tightly bound. Feng's hands were wrapped tightly around her, as if she were clutching a lifeline—Feng couldn't swim!? Being grabbed by someone who couldn't swim meant they would definitely die together—she didn't want to become a water ghost!
Ning Xian tugged at Feng's hand desperately, but Feng held on tightly, refusing to let go. His face was right next to her ear, and she felt bubbles rising from it—this idiot! Was he so panicked that he forgot to hold his breath?!
She forcefully turned her head, pinched his nose with one hand to stop the breath from leaving his body through those two sinful orifices, and then offered her lips to his—
Whether it was the warm, soft touch or the breath from those lips that calmed Feng down slightly, and she saw the pair of complaining eyes so close to her.
Even though being in the water felt chaotic and uncomfortable, my nose and mouth were blocked, so I didn't waste the last bit of air.
Suddenly, the stone slab beneath the water slowly rose, lifting Feng and Ning Xian to the surface. Feng, breathing too rapidly, still choked on some water and coughed. Ning Xian gasped for air, feeling incredibly fortunate that she hadn't drowned with this arrogant fellow.
A piece of clothing was draped over Ning Xian's shoulders. She looked up and saw a quiet, smiling young man who looked like a manager, accompanied by several servants. He apologized to her and Feng, saying, "We apologize for startling our guests. Please go inside and change your clothes."
Ning Xian was slightly taken aback. They... they'd passed? But they were clearly shot down...
Seemingly sensing her confusion, the young man who appeared to be in charge politely smiled and said, "It's not necessary to pass through this door safely to enter the building. If you want to see the building master, you naturally need to overcome all the obstacles, but the guest's invitation requests to see the second young master. Being able to get this far is already enough to see him."
...Okay...these are perverted rules.
Under the arrangement of the young man who seemed to be in charge, they changed into the clothes brought by the servants. When Feng came out after changing, he saw Ning Xian in a light purple dress, sitting on a chair, swinging her legs and drying her hair. When he saw her, his heart tightened slightly. There seemed to be a trace of the coldness of the pool water on her lips, as well as a bit of the soft warmth.
—He actually saw his most vulnerable side through this "burden"...and was even saved by her!
Ning Xian noticed him coming out, looked up, and her eyes widened instantly—although it looked like an ordinary white undergarment and a dark red outer robe, the low-cut collar revealed a large expanse of chest and sexy collarbone...this outfit...was just...too...too public-friendly!
Feng frowned slowly as he watched her gaze fixed on him, unaware that whenever he frowned, his cold arrogance and disdain for others vanished.
Seeing that his hair was half dry, Ning Xian casually tied it up, stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go see the 'Second Young Master'. A servant just came by and said we can go see him now."
Ning Xian stood up from the chair and walked out the door first.
The mission from the Giant Axe Sect has caused her so much trouble, leaving both her, who accepted the mission, and Fengdu, who is affiliated with the Giant Axe Sect, in such a sorry state. She is determined to get revenge.
A gust of wind blew by, and Feng watched as her pale purple dress fluttered in the breeze. He felt that this was perhaps the image of [Jialing] he remembered… Although he had often heard Yu Lin or others mention her, and occasionally met her in the Netherworld, they mostly just passed each other by. The first time he noticed her was a few days ago when she returned to the Netherworld… Separated by the arguing members of the Netherworld and the Blissful Heaven, he saw a woman who was quite different from the rumors—more like a delicate lotus carefully cultivated by a noblewoman than a member of the Demonic Sect. Perhaps it was because of this impression that he always felt she was unsuitable to be a member of the Demonic Sect.
As it turns out, the beautiful hibiscus was actually a thorny rose; it turns out I could misjudge someone.
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Just moments before, Zuo Xuan had already received a report from her servants.
Just moments before, he had been enjoying a good nap in bed. First, he was filled with anxiety, then he had been on a long and arduous journey, filled with fear and trepidation, finally escaping back to Chongtian Tower. He washed up and was finally able to get a good night's sleep. He slept for a whole day and night. Before he could even wake up naturally, he was shaken awake.
Why did that terrifying, deadly demon chase him here? Why did he manage to get past the traps? Why did the Zuo family just let him in? Did they think he was just a son adopted out of wedlock because he inherited the Giant Axe Sect by following his mother's orders? He's still a member of the Zuo family, after all. How can they just ignore his life and death?
No! He doesn't want to see that demon!