"Uh, ah, um..." She was so stunned that she didn't know how to respond, and looked at Long Jue in confusion. Long Jue explained knowingly, "Several small mountain strongholds under the Giant Axe Sect have rebelled, and the Left Sect Master has come to ask for help."
Zuo Xuan nodded apologetically, "Actually, we should have handled this kind of small matter ourselves, but the Giant Axe Sect is still under reconstruction and doesn't have the energy to deal with it."
Ning Xian glanced at Long Jue. Since he had called her here, the matter must have been decided. She wondered how much "service fee" Long Jue had received.
"Okay, where is it? When should I go?"
"The sooner the better."
...You know you're just asking for nothing. Long Jue has always been an "efficiency type," how could he allow her to be so leisurely?
Taking the instructions Long Jue wrote to her, she frowned slightly. It turned out to be a den of bandits... The Giant Axe Sect was indeed a breeding ground for filth and corruption; it would be strange if it weren't in chaos. The Netherworld's rule for bandits and thugs was always to exterminate them outright.
"Okay, how many people do you want me to have?"
"Eight."
"What?! Eight?!" Seriously! He can't possibly be her real brother! "You want me to take eight men to wipe out a bunch of vicious bandits??"
Long Jue's expression remained unchanged as he answered definitively, "That's right, eight is enough. Your deputy has arrived."
She turned around and was surprised to see Feng and Mu Yuan walking in from outside the door... She pointed at them and looked at Long Jue in astonishment.
"This is the leader's order. The leader thinks you and Feng are cooperating quite well, so he temporarily transferred him to assist you. As for the Left Envoy of Wood... the leader instructed that 'occasionally, he should also inspect the actions of his subordinates.'"
—She understood. In other words, the cult leader insisted on pairing her and Feng, these two sworn enemies, not letting them have any peace, and also wanting this guy who had nothing better to do all day to watch the show!
A black vortex hovered above her head... She clenched her fist, forced a stiff smile, and asked, "It seems that Left Envoy Mu isn't very busy..."
"Not at all, it's my responsibility too..." Mu Yuan elegantly unfolded her folding fan and gently waved it.
"So this arrangement was Mu Zuo's idea again?"
"Not at all, just a small suggestion..." The fan stopped abruptly as Mu Yuan watched Ning Xian's lips twitch, a slight chill running down her spine...
Well… there's practically nothing in this world that could frighten him, the Left Envoy. If there were anything… it would probably be…
"You son of a bitch, you're deliberately trying to kill me! I'll take you down with me!!" Ning Xian, transformed into an enraged beast, pounced—a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; his life is more important! Mu Yuan, still traumatized by the last incident, turned and ran, yelling, "Long Jue! Control your crazy sister!!"
Long Jue glanced at it indifferently and then continued to work with his head down, neither making a move nor stopping him.
—Clearly, Ning Xian was tricked by Mu Yuan and the sect leader this time, so it's good for her to vent.
Even Long Jue ignored him. Mu Yuan watched helplessly as Ning Xian pounced on her like a ferocious tiger, a cruel memory flashing through her mind—she had suddenly pulled Zuo Xuan and pushed Ning Xian away to stop her advance, while she herself darted behind Feng. The weak Zuo Xuan was clearly no match for Ning Xian, who had transformed into a ferocious tiger. She quickly broke through the obstacle and continued to pounce on Mu Yuan behind Feng. In an instant, Feng subdued her with one hand and chopped her on the back of the neck with the other, causing her to fall limply into his arms.
Long Jue finally looked up and glanced at Feng a few more times. Mu Yuan was even more surprised and looked at Feng with great interest... Apart from Long Jue, this was the first person who was able to subdue Duan Xian'er when she broke her string.
Feng Zheng looked down at the person in his arms, considering whether to hold him or let go. Noticing Mu Yuan's gaze, he glanced at him sideways, giving him an arrogant and mocking look—the fearless and always elegant and alluring White-Clad Left Envoy, it turned out, could be so disheveled. He had finally gotten his revenge on the sect leader for playing a trick on him.
"..." Mu Yuan was slightly annoyed. He had actually been caught by Feng and mocked... What a shadow... Suddenly, his arms felt heavy. He saw that Feng had actually shoved Ning Xian into his arms. Feng seemed to have finally found a way to solve this problem. He threw Ning Xian to Mu Yuan and turned to leave. "Call me when she wakes up and sets off."
Mu Yuan's amber eyes flickered, and she suddenly laughed, "There's no time to wait, we have to get going now. Oh, of course, since Duanxian hasn't woken up yet, let's prepare a carriage. I'll take care of her." He smiled and carried Ningxian towards the door, instructing the maid, "Go to Jialing's room and prepare some things for her journey." He nodded to Feng with a smile, carrying Ningxian with light steps.
—Leaving an unconscious woman and a shameless lecher who could turn into a pervert at any moment alone in a carriage...? Moreover, this woman was knocked unconscious by him... Feng frowned slightly, took two steps forward and picked her up from Mu Yuan's arms, "No need, just ride a horse, I'll take her."
Mu Yuan smiled elegantly and alluringly, but secretly he was laughing so hard he was internally injured—as expected, he hadn't misjudged her; there were probably plenty of amusing things to watch between Feng and Ning Xian.
As they were about to leave the gate, the horses were already prepared. They did not see the maid who went to fetch Ning Xian's things, but Ci Sheng stood there and said, "Please let me go with her."
Feng didn't even glance at him, remaining cold and clearly disapproving. It was Mu Yuan who spoke up: "Oh, he's officially become Duanxian'er's follower, so let him go."
Feng snorted coldly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. She placed Ning Xian on the horse, then mounted herself and sat behind her, supporting her. Holding the reins with one hand, she spurred the horse forward.
Chapter 28 The Giant Axe Rebellion 2
That rebellious stronghold could only be called a stronghold. They only knew its location, not its name, because the place didn't even have a proper name.
Mountain bandits, bandits. They robbed and plundered people on the road.
It really was... such a simple life as a mountain bandit.
When Ning Xian woke up rubbing the back of her neck, she was already halfway there. She stared blankly at the hand holding the reins that passed through her waist for a long time, then turned around and looked at the face that was somewhere between male and female, transcending gender, yet cold and indifferent to her for a long time before suddenly calling for a stop.
The horse stopped, she looked around, jumped off Feng's horse, climbed onto Du Cisheng's horse, and said, "Let's go."
Feng glanced at him arrogantly with her cold, beautiful eyes, then whipped her horse and rode off. The others followed one after another, but the two behind seemed to be in no hurry to get going. Ning Xian kept muttering to himself, "I say, Ci Sheng, you're such a bad friend! How could you let me end up on Feng's horse? That guy, he'll pay for even the smallest 'blow,' he's so petty. (Who's always using this 'blow' to blackmail people?) Now that I'm riding on his horse, who knows what I'll have to pay back in the future... (That's something only you would do, right?) We're such good friends, you have to protect me in the future... (When were we good friends?)"
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They arrived at the mountain stronghold in this way. When Ning Xian and Ci Sheng arrived, Feng had already led his men in and stormed in. Only Mu Yuan was still waiting for them. As for annihilation, it was just a matter of killing everyone. Such a simple task did not require Mu Zuo Shi's help. Feng could handle it all by himself.
Ning Xian rolled her eyes—there were ten people in total. Aside from Mu Yuan, who was just there to loiter, and Ci Sheng, who was clearly not used to killing—Ning Xian even doubted he would ever kill anyone in his life—the remaining people were only Feng, the six he brought, and herself. Wiping out the entire village with just these few people would be a time-consuming and laborious task—Mu Yuan might be shameless, but she still had a sense of responsibility.
He handed Ci Sheng to Mu Yuan, saying, "Take good care of him, I'm going to help." Then he rushed inside.
Ci Sheng watched her retreating figure, his gaze drifting slightly... What exactly did he want to do by following her?
Unaware that Mu Yuan's eyes were also scrutinizing him, he found it strange, truly strange. He certainly had no interest in knowing what this gentle young man with wandering eyes was thinking; he was simply puzzled. Shouldn't such a person be within his hunting grounds? Why couldn't he muster the slightest interest in him?
"How about we go in and take a look?" Mu Yuan said with a seductive smile, and Ci Sheng nodded silently. No matter what they saw inside, he wanted to see it all. He wanted to see everything Ning Xian had done.
A band of mountain bandits won't take Feng much time. Ning Xian had already realized when she entered that the only difference between her coming and not coming was the amount of time it would take. Since that was the case, she might as well do something more valuable—well, for example, take stock of the assets.
This inventory surprised her slightly. She hadn't expected that this small mountain stronghold could be so profitable. It seemed they had just robbed someone not long ago. She wondered how many evil deeds they had committed over the years. Although the Netherworld was not exactly a respectable place and could not be considered to be acting on behalf of Heaven, it was at most a case of black-on-black fighting.
After dealing with the main force of the mountain stronghold, the blood-soaked phoenix ignored the wounded and begging for mercy, sheathed her sword, and left the rest to Ning Xian. She was beginning to realize that going on missions with Feng did have its advantages; she didn't have to exert any effort, just clean up the mess and reap the rewards.
Ning Xian gathered six other people and began the final sweep. They searched every room, making sure no one escaped, before deciding on the fate of those who remained.