Chapter Seventeen: Turbulent Times in the Martial World (Double Update, Please Support)
The woman in white raised her eyes in surprise, looking at the peerless man in white. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and she quickly said, "Young master, you saved me today, but I'm afraid you will offend the Tang Clan. You should leave here quickly while the Tang Clan members are not here."
Shen Qianmo raised an eyebrow. She seemed to be a kind-hearted girl. A confident and smug smile appeared on her lips as she said calmly, "Tang Clan?! Do you think I'm afraid of them?"
Upon hearing Shen Qianmo's words, the woman in white couldn't help but scrutinize him a few more times. Indeed, how could a young master with such extraordinary skills be a simple person? Yet, despite the Tang Clan's great reputation, he showed no fear whatsoever.
White silk. That young master just used white silk! Could it be…?
The woman in white looked up in surprise and asked incredulously, "Young master is... the Lord of the Demon Palace?"
"You may call me Mo Chi, young lady." Shen Qianmo smiled gently, took out a pill from a bottle in her sleeve and handed it to the woman, saying with a smile, "Please take the antidote first, young lady."
The Demon Palace possesses unparalleled poisons and antidotes. Although there are some potent poisons from the Tang Sect that even the Demon Palace cannot cure, fortunately, Cinnabar Tears is not a rare poison, so she can still find a cure.
The woman in white, her hands trembling, accepted the pills from Shen Qianmo and said gratefully, "Qinglan of the Zixia Sect thanks the Palace Master."
Shen Qianmo raised an eyebrow slightly. Such incredible luck! He saved the Purple Cloud Sect Master's own daughter with a single move?!
"Why was Miss Qinglan poisoned by the Tang Clan?" Shen Qianmo raised her doubts once again. The Zixia Sect could be considered a well-known sect in the martial arts world, so how could they be poisoned by the Tang Clan? Could it be that they resorted to such despicable means as poisoning in order to compete for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance? That does seem to be the style of the Tang Clan.
"Isn't it all for the sake of becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance?! I was ambushed by the Tang Clan and barely escaped, only to run into the Seven Ghosts of Jiangnan!" A hint of anger flashed in Qinglan's eyes as she said resentfully, "The Tang Clan is so despicable, they even dared to ask my Zixia Sect for their support?!"
A knowing glint flashed in Shen Qianmo's eyes. So it really was all about vying for the title of martial arts alliance leader. Tang Yun's schemes were truly ruthless and vicious.
In addition to exceptional martial arts skills, the leader of the martial arts alliance also needs the support of various sects; otherwise, one cannot sit in the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance.
The Tang Clan actually wants the position of martial arts alliance leader so badly?! I'm afraid they want more than just that. She hadn't forgotten what Xuan Lou said last time.
They want the position of martial arts alliance leader. They want the Xuan Tie Token. The Tang Clan is probably not simple either. The martial arts world and the imperial court seem unrelated, but in reality, they are intricately connected.
"It seems your father is also in Phoenix Feather City. Perhaps I should escort you back, Miss?" Shen Qianmo composed herself, smiled gently at Qinglan, and said calmly.
Qinglan blushed immediately, looking at Shen Qianmo with admiration, and said softly, "Thank you, young master."
After sending Qinglan back to Qingyuan's side, Shen Qianmo exchanged pleasantries with Qingyuan. Qingyuan was extremely grateful to her and said that he would definitely give his full support to Shen Qianmo.
"Young master, please have some tea before you go." Qinglan lowered her eyes, seemingly embarrassed, and handed a cup of tea to Shen Qianmo.
Shen Qianmo originally wanted to decline, but seeing Qinglan looking at her expectantly, she felt a little embarrassed to refuse, so she reached out and took the teacup, smelled it, and found it to be good tea.
Looking down at the tea, Shen Qianmo frowned slightly. The color of the tea was rather strange. However, she had already smelled it and there was nothing wrong with it. Besides, the Zixia Sect was a righteous sect, and she had saved Qinglan; the Zixia Sect would never harm her.
It seems she's been walking on thin ice all these years, becoming somewhat like a frightened bird. With a self-deprecating laugh, Shen Qianmo lowered her head, took a sip of tea, and praised, "Truly excellent tea, thank you, Miss Qinglan."
"If you like it, then I'm glad." Qinglan lowered her head as if shy, a hint of a triumphant smile flashing in her eyes.
After exchanging a few more casual pleasantries with Qinglan and Qingyuan, Shen Qianmo led Qianqian away from the Zixia Sect's villa.
"Palace Master, I think Miss Qinglan has taken a liking to you." Qianqian said with a malicious smile, her eyes darting around.
Shen Qianmo frowned and tapped Qianqian's forehead. "Silly girl, what are you thinking?! Do you think everyone is like Shengge?"
"I'm not lying! Palace Master, don't forget, you're a man now! A dashing man!" Qianqian reminded her, her face full of resentment. Didn't her mistress know that whether she was dressed as a man or a woman, she was equally alluring and captivating?
Shen Qianmo frowned. The way Qinglan had looked at her just now seemed to genuinely harbor some affection. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. Same-sex love was absolutely unsuitable for her! She had no interest in the same kind of thing as Shengge.
Thinking of Shengge, Shen Qianmo's lips curved into a smile. Although Shengge killed Situ Jingye's subordinates to avenge her father, Situ Jinghao did not blame Shengge. On the contrary, he felt indebted to Shengge, and their relationship became even better.
Although Shengge had different feelings for Situ Jinghao, she was still happy to befriend him as a confidante.
These days, the affairs of the Demon Palace are quite complicated, so Shengge was sent back to handle them, but she only took Qianqian to Phoenix Feather City.
"Qianqian?!" A childlike voice, filled with disbelief and joy, reached my ears.
Shen Qianmo looked up and saw two figures, one in white and one in blue.
The man in white possessed an ethereal, refined air, as gentle as jade. The man in blue was as lively and endearing as a child. Weren't they the Xuanlou and Xuanming brothers?! The Seven Absolutes Manor has arrived too. This martial arts tournament is going to be very interesting.
"Xuanming." Qianqian was also very happy to see Xuanming. She rushed over to him and shook his arm to express her joy.
"You've also come to participate in the martial arts tournament, young lady?" Xuanlou, still with a gentle demeanor, asked with a smile as he watched his younger brother and Qianqian chatting happily.
Shen Qianmo raised an eyebrow, surprised to encounter Xuan Lou here. She hoped he was a friend, not an enemy. She smiled faintly and said, "I am Mo Chi."
A hint of surprise flashed in Xuan Lou's eyes, then he smiled calmly.
Mo Chi, the Palace Master of the Demon Palace. I never expected her to be the Palace Master of the Demon Palace. No wonder she would appear here disguised as a man, and no wonder she has such extraordinary insight and wisdom.
"Brother Mo Chi." He didn't call her "Miss" anymore, because he knew that here, there was only the Palace Master of the Demon Palace, not Shen Qianmo.
"Brother Xuanlou." Shen Qianmo replied calmly, impressed by Xuanlou's intelligence and gentleness.
"The Tang Clan seems to be making quite a move." Shen Qianmo walked side by side with Xuan Lou, a faint smile on her lips, but her tone was serious.
People on the street all turned their attention to Shen Qianmo and Xuan Lou. These two exceptionally handsome men were indeed very eye-catching.
“Indeed, Tang Yun seems determined to become the leader of the martial arts alliance.” Xuan Lou replied gently, completely unconcerned about the gazes of the people on the street.
Shen Qianmo and Xuan Lou chatted smugly, while Qianqian and Xuanming played around behind them. The group walked along the road, completely unconcerned about the stares of others.
However, in a corner of the street, a dark red figure was watching the four of them.
He was a man with an effeminate appearance. His handsome features combined to create an indescribable effeminate quality, and the smile that curled at the corners of his mouth was chilling. His light-colored eyes revealed a hint of bloodlust and ruthlessness.
"Young Master, shall we make a move?" The woman standing behind the man was none other than Qinglan, whom Shen Qianmo had just rescued. At this moment, Qinglan had changed into a peach-colored dress, and her eyes and brows no longer held a coldness but rather a bewitching and ruthless charm.
Tang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous light, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue. The smile on his lips grew increasingly sinister. "Not for now. I will personally meet the Demon Palace Master and the Young Master of Seven Absolutes Manor."