Chapter 113: 113: The Legendary Genius Young Ancestor VS White Lotus External Sect Junior Sister (27)

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: The Legendary Genius Young Ancestor VS White Lotus External Sect Junior Sister (27)

Zhao Ximing was worrying about how to get into Linquan Villa.

The guards at Xitian Pavilion were extremely strict; it was virtually a fool’s dream for him, a Sword Guest Rank, to sneak in.

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart, compelling him to walk in a certain direction involuntarily.

The more he walked, the stronger the feeling became until he saw a figure lying on the ground.

Damn it!

With one glance, Zhao Ximing understood what had happened.

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He hurried over and helped Gu Shengyin to her feet.

“Great Grandmaster Uncle? Great Grandmaster Uncle!” Only then did he notice something was wrong with Gu Shengyin—her face was deathly pale, her breathing weak, and he reached out to feel her pulse.

“Xitian Pavilion!” Zhao Ximing’s eyes nearly turned blood red. The Great Grandmaster Uncle’s appearance was clearly one of someone drained of nearly all their blood!

He trembled as he gathered Gu Shengyin’s scattered coat, tied her sash properly, and then moved toward the unconscious man.

Although he didn’t know why the man was unconscious, Zhao Ximing didn’t want to know; he drew his sword from its sheath and swiftly struck down.

System: Well done!

Zhao Ximing didn’t dare delay, he fed Gu Shengyin a Qi Nourishing Pill, said, “Excuse me,” and then carried her as fast as he could toward the Astrolabe Sword Sect.

Xuan Ke, who was battling a leader-level Monster Beast in the distant Western Wasteland, suddenly felt a bout of distress. He didn’t know where this feeling came from, but it seemed as if something unbearable had just happened.

Junior Sister! His pupils shrank, and his face turned pale as well.

He glanced at the not yet fully matured Moon Crown Nether Lotus that he had planned to give to his junior sister, but now he had to abandon it.

The several Celestial Masters of the Astrolabe Sword Sect arrived at Linquan Villa.

Celestial Master Xing Yue swept through with her Divine Sense. The Divine Sense that belonged to the Sword Sect instantly enveloped the entire Linquan Courtyard, not sparing even the smallest corner, yet they did not find the Great Grandmaster Uncle’s figure.

She frowned in confusion: Could the information they received be wrong?

No!

She clearly saw a weak, abnormally flushed woman half-lying down in a room, being fed a bowl of bright red medicine.

What medicine? That was clearly a bowl of blood!

A thought of a rumor from a few days ago suddenly struck Celestial Master Xing Yue. Wasn’t that woman showing the symptoms of Fire Poison?

And that bowl of blood? Celestial Master Xing Yue’s face instantly darkened.

Without saying a word, she drew her sword and struck toward Spiritual Spring Villa.

“What happened to Junior Sister?” Celestial Master Xing Yun and Celestial Master Xing Feng, who were with her, looked at Celestial Master Xing Yue in surprise.

Celestial Master Xing Yue shared her guess with them.

“How dare Xitian Pavilion!” The Elders could not contain their fury.

At that moment, several disheveled figures flashed out.

It was Xi Liufeng and Bai Xinya, among others, who had been sent by the Pavilion Master of Xitian Pavilion to be protected by a few high-rank powerhouses. They narrowly escaped a disaster.

Even so, a sword strike from the Sword Sect was not easy to withstand, and they looked quite disheveled.

“Who are you people, attacking my Linquan Villa so suddenly?” Xi Liufeng recognized the uniforms of the Astrolabe Sword Sect on the Elders and his expression changed, as he forced a challenging tone.

Celestial Master Xing Yue struck back with another sword, directing it at Bai Xinya.

“Block her for me!” Xi Liufeng’s eyes were near bursting as he yelled to the two Sword Sovereigns beside him.

“Puh!”

“Puh!”

The two Sword Sovereigns collaborated, deciding to sustain severe injuries; they barely managed to block Celestial Master Xing Yue’s strike.

“Where is our junior grand uncle now?” Celestial Master Xing Yue’s face was covered with frost.

Xi Liufeng gritted his teeth: “What junior grand uncle, I don’t recognize him at all!”

Seeing him act this way, Celestial Master Xing Yue huffed coldly, said no more, and delivered another sword strike.