Chapter 1240 - 1241: Princess of the Dark Night Sect

Chapter 1240 -1241: Princess of the Dark Night Sect

“It’s here.” Song Xiaodong’s expression darkened as he immediately dashed into the courtyard, with Dragon Nine quickly following, while Su Yuya moved more slowly, ending up at the back.

Song Xiaodong acted swiftly, and within five seconds, he had already rushed into the living room, fearing that the other party might take Miao Qingyuan away.

But upon entering the living room, Song Xiaodong suddenly halted, because Miao Qingyuan was there, sitting on a chair with ropes tied around him, and no one else was present.

“Xiaodong, you’re here.” Miao Qingyuan gave Song Xiaodong a bitter smile.

At this moment, Dragon Nine and Su Yuya rushed in one after another, and upon seeing the situation, Su Yuya exclaimed in panic, “Brother-in-law, what’s happened to you?”

Miao Qingyuan, unable to move, said, “Can I say that I don’t even know how I ended up here?”

Song Xiaodong said, “I believe you. I’ll untie you now.”

Miao Qingyuan replied, “I haven’t been harmed. They just wouldn’t let me leave here for the past few days and took my phone away. I’ve had good food and drink. I just don’t know why they tied me up today.”

Song Xiaodong went over to untie the ropes on Miao Qingyuan, then said blandly, “Their target is likely me. Come out now.”

Dragon Nine and Su Yuya were startled by Song Xiaodong’s words. Could it be that the other party had set a trap to lure him here, indicating that Song Xiaodong might now be in danger?

Dragon Nine’s whole body tensed up, and his gaze swept around before the sound of footsteps was heard coming from the stairs.

The footsteps were light and rhythmically even. “Hehehe…” With a chuckle, a woman in white appeared in their line of sight.

This woman was probably in her early twenties, definitely not older than Song Xiaodong, standing about 170 cm tall, dressed in a long white dress, a belt cinched around her waist, accentuating her graceful figure—a face of breathtaking beauty without a single flaw.

Among the women with Song Xiaodong, Sun Yiyi was the most beautiful.

This woman’s looks were not inferior to Sun Yiyi’s, but their temperaments differed considerably.

Sun Yiyi exuded allure, a bewitching presence that caused a man’s hormones to surge upon sight.

But this woman carried an ethereal presence, like Xiao Yingying, resembling a fairy untouched by the mortal world.

She wore no shoes on her feet, walking barefoot with a skirt so long that it almost concealed her feet, only showing when she stepped.

Even though her little feet appeared intermittently, they were undeniably exquisite and perfect, so beautiful that wearing shoes seemed a waste. Only by being barefoot was their brilliance revealed.

This reminded Song Xiaodong of someone—a fictional character created by the late Master Huang Yi in his novel “Tale of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty,” featuring a heroine named Wanwan.

Indeed, this woman was quite similar to Wanwan.

With a light chuckle, the woman’s gaze landed on Song Xiaodong, saying, “You’re pretty smart, to know that I’m targeting you.”

Song Xiaodong felt an instant allure from this woman, his heart twitched, and his spiritual power spun swiftly. Startled, he remarked sharply, “Can I not see such an obvious thing?”

Dragon Nine had been intensely focused on the woman, but Song Xiaodong’s sharp comment snapped him back to clarity. He quickly turned his head, not daring to look at the woman again.

The woman maintained her expression, smiling faintly, “No wonder you’re the Dragon Gate Young Master, indeed extraordinary.”

Song Xiaodong stared at the woman, saying calmly, “I didn’t expect the Dark Night Sect to hold me in such high regard.”

The woman descended the stairs, coming directly in front of Song Xiaodong, stopping about two meters away, saying, “Allow me to introduce myself, I’m Qingluan, the daughter of the Sect Master of the Dark Night Sect.”

“I suppose you didn’t go through all the trouble of bringing me here just for a chat?” Song Xiaodong’s expression remained unusually calm.

Qingluan squinted at Song Xiaodong, saying, “Of course not. How boring would that be? Can you guess why I brought you here?”

Song Xiaodong replied blandly, “If I’m not mistaken, you’re here to kill me.”

“You’re very smart, guessed it right away.” Qingluan chuckled lightly, “But rest assured, I’m the only one here; there’s no one else. Do you think I can’t kill you?”

Song Xiaodong abruptly laughed, “Do you think you’re confident?” A direct response to Qingluan’s question would have meant being completely led by her, which was certainly not to his advantage.

“Of course I’m confident. I initially thought it would be hard to kill you, but I see your skills are truly lacking. Currently, your True Qi hasn’t even reached Great Perfection, far too inferior to me.”

Dragon Nine’s body shook as he stared at Qingluan, saying, “You actually know this?”

“Hehehe… I must say, sir, you’re quite amusing. As a member of the Dragon Gate, though your skills are lacking, you should know that True Qi Great Perfection is just the beginning.”

Dragon Nine’s face contorted, “You’ve already surpassed Perfection?”

“Of course!” Qingluan replied sweetly.

Dragon Nine’s facial muscles twitched violently. Suddenly, he sprang forward, striking at Qingluan with a loud shout, “Young Master, flee!”

“Overestimating yourself!” Qingluan shook her head slightly, raised her slender hand, and directly met Dragon Nine’s broad palm head-on.

Her hand was slender and fair, looking delicate enough to be squeezed at ease, while Dragon Nine’s palm was wide and solid. Yet when the two palms met, Qingluan stood firm, unmoving, whereas Dragon Nine felt like he’d been struck by a heavyweight truck, sent flying backwards without a sound.

When Dragon Nine attacked, Song Xiaodong did not stop him, as he wished to gauge Qingluan’s strength, but he never expected that with one move, using pure force, Dragon Nine was utterly defeated.

Jumping forward, Song Xiaodong quickly caught Dragon Nine, attempting to absorb the immense force emanating from him. He took several steps back to dissipate the impact.

His shock intensified, realizing Qingluan’s power was immense. Until now, he had never encountered someone so formidable!