Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 483 - 294: Someone Wants to Take Your Life

Chapter 483: Chapter 294: Someone Wants to Take Your Life

Swish——

Two figures passed through the mountainside.

The journey was long and the speed was fast; with just a push off the tree branches, they could fly tens of meters ahead.

With a thud, they landed on a huge charred dead tree. The marks on it were already blackened, and judging by the color and the complete absence of spiritual energy around, it seemed this place had been away from the battle for at least three days.

"Junior Master Zhang’s Bright Thunder Daoist Skill, Junior Master He’s Samadhi True Fire, and Junior Master Lu’s Green Frost Sword Light, all familiar scents, their realms all around the Core Formation Stage."

"This should be the battlefield where our sect disciples and the remnants of the Xuanyin Sect fought. The battle line stretches from west to east, and judging by the traces, both sides were evenly matched; our sect might even have been at a slight disadvantage."

"Do you have any other information? Do you know where Xuan Yinzi might be currently?"

Sigh~

Letting out a turbid breath, the breathing was somewhat disordered, and movements became a bit sluggish. This didn’t escape the woman’s eyes; she understood that Jiang Feng was truly tired.

"Naturally, we have some."

Ying Ling raised her head.

Her small face was still handsome yet had a sense of naivety; the features were exquisite and the eyes extremely bright, but a few almost imperceptible beads of sweat still hung on that baby face, and even a lock of hair clung to her cheek, showing that both were quite fatigued.

However, the most surprising thing was that she wasn’t wearing a veil.

The cute baby face gave a sense of youthfulness, her height was average, not considered short, but still nearly a head shorter than Jiang Feng, which made Jiang Feng pause for a moment.

It wasn’t due to any evil thoughts; he just thought that this girl could absolutely fit into a middle school uniform without any incongruity.

"Xuan Yinzi should be no more than a hundred and fifty miles from here."

As the woman stopped in her tracks, a shadow that was hard to catch with the naked eye raced rapidly across the ground from a distance, and upon closer inspection, it was discovered that even in broad daylight, Ying Ling did not cast a shadow under the light!

The shadow and the person were completely fused, and only now did Jiang Feng realize how terrifying the Joyful Sect was. No wonder Senior Sister said that if this sect were to engage in direct confrontation, it might at best rank mid-tier among the top powers.

But if leaving no stone unturned, the Joyful Sect would definitely survive till the end.

A flash of black shadow crossed her bright eyes, obviously indicating that the Yin-Yang Hehuan Art she cultivated had taken effect. Like the Purple Cloud Palace, each sect had its exclusive communication methods.

Ying Ling primarily cultivated shadow and moon. The Shadow Scroll was one of the crucial Nascent Souls that allowed her to stay by Jiang Feng’s side. Various pieces of information emerged in her mind, and she spoke without hesitation.

"According to the intelligence gathered by other sisters, the Xuanyin Sect and your Purple Cloud Palace have been skirmishing in this area for several days."

"The leader of the Xuanyin Sect, Xuan Tuer, is the chief of the Yin Cultivating Hall, who just recently broke through to the middle Nascent Soul level, and he brought many disciples here, but they were intercepted by two of your Purple Cloud Palace’s Nascent Soul experts."

"Previously, your sect has always held the upper hand, causing the Xuanyin Sect to retreat step by step, but since Xuan Yinzi arrived a few days ago, the situation has reversed."

"Besides coming himself, he also brought two followers, surpassing in numbers, and they seem to have captured two lone disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace. By now, they might have already met a dreadful fate."

"Though Xuan Yinzi may be considered incompetent, the cultivation techniques he practices, the magic treasures in his possession, and the divine skills he’s learned are not of the same level as other disciples."

"Since his involvement, the Purple Cloud Palace has actually fallen into a slight disadvantage, but ever since midnight today, the Xuanyin Sect’s counterattack has gradually started to slow, and Xuan Yinzi didn’t appear at the frontline for the first time."

"Instead, there seems to be an intention to leave the sect disciples, intending to head south alone. Up until now, he hasn’t left the group, and it’s unclear what he plans to do... What are you staring at?"

Noticing Jiang Feng’s gaze, the girl appeared somewhat dissatisfied.

Ever since last meeting the parent, no, meeting Liu Tangxi, she had consciously taken off her veil. That night, the three of them merely sat in the courtyard, chatting about heaven and earth, self and life.

Initially, she thought Jiang Feng was just a talented, fate-favored young lad, relying on what he gained from Liu Tangxi, but after getting to know him more deeply, she realized how immensely attractive Jiang Feng’s erudition was.

From astronomy and geography to climate, and martial arts proficiency, sword cultivation, and Daoist skills, he knew everything.

He could speak about any matter, even issues from beyond the realm, and especially portray enchantments and magicians from outside with incredible accuracy. She didn’t doubt Jiang Feng’s words because what a person conjures in imagination could be lies.

But the trace of nostalgia and anticipation showing in his eyes wouldn’t be fake.

Also, various kinds of weapons, hidden weapons, and many imaginative ideas that she couldn’t even comprehend but could certainly benefit the populace, like construction, metallurgy, and even agriculture, he had some degree of study.

Not to mention lyrics and poetry, composing verses, she couldn’t see how someone who, just a few days ago, was arguing with her could possess such talent in poetry.

Especially when he flattered Liu Jianxian.

The line "Graceful as startled swans, elegant as swimming dragons. Shining like autumn chrysanthemums, flourishing like spring pines. Like light clouds covering the moon, roaming like breeze-wrapped snow" left her utterly astounded.

Yes, dumbfounded in a way that surpassed the current era’s cultural recognition.