Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 62: Sparrow Feather Robe

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Sparrow Feather Robe

Her voice was soft and exceedingly charming. As Zhao Xing extended his hand, he unconsciously paused and turned to look towards the source of the voice.

He suddenly saw a young girl appear at one end of the brook.

Her face was pretty, and her eyes were clear and bright; she was dressed in white, with floating ribbons at her waist, as if carrying an ethereal aura.

With slightly parted red lips, she called him "brother" in a sweet voice, then raised her fair arms to wave, her smile innocent.

It seemed as if she had been waiting a long time to see her beloved, as she started running towards him.

"You’re calling me?"

Zhao Xing hesitated for a moment but still picked up the Red Fruit.

Seeing his action, a flicker of unusual color passed through the girl’s eyes, and she quickened her steps.

At the same time, her wrist bangles jingled, sending out a series of crisp, pleasant bell sounds.

"Brother, have you forgotten me so quickly? I’m Qian’er." The girl floated across the brook, stopped, and lowered her gaze, seeming a bit shy.

Zhao Xing watched her quietly, commanding silently.

"Brother, last time we were merry, you repeatedly said you would come to find Qian’er, and you even said you would bring the finest treasure for me. Now, Qian’er is here." Lu Qian drew closer slowly, her allure intensifying.

She pointed to the Red Fruit in Zhao Xing’s hand, her lips slightly parting: "Brother, are you going to give this to me?"

"You mean this?" Zhao Xing lifted the Red Fruit in his hand, his expression like that of a fool, taking two steps forward.

"Yes." Lu Qian’s smile grew even happier.

"You wish."

"??"

Lu Qian’s smile stiffened, and she quickly sensed something was wrong.

This man was not affected by her charm spell!

Not only that, but she also felt a hint of danger!

"Not good!"

Lu Qian immediately retreated.

She tiptoed back, her steps quick and light, like a graceful dancer.

Her robes fluttered, and colorful ribbons extended from under her sleeves, fluttering up and down, her body incredibly agile.

But she was a step too late.

A golden hand emerged from the autumn-leaved ground and clasped her ankle!

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~"

Immediately, shadows rose from the ground all around her, swiftly closing in.

"Is this... a Grassman?"

Lu Qian was aghast, her dancing sleeves suddenly stiffened like a broadsword, slashing towards the Vigorous Vajra that grasped her ankle.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed, her sleeve sword rebounded, and only a shallow white mark appeared on Vigorous Vajra’s arm.

"What? It can’t even be cut?" Lu Qian was shocked.

This was a Third-tier top-grade silver thread sleeve sword, unable to even cut a Grassman?

"Knock her down." Zhao Xing ordered coolly.

"Wait!" Lu Qian’s face turned pale in fright, but before she could say more, a Vigorous Vajra charged fiercely at her.

"Bang!"

Lu Qian took a punch to the face, her right eye immediately swelling up.

"Ahh—"

Her cry of pain was cut short as another Vigorous Vajra leapt and elbowed her left eye.

"Bang!"

The celestial maiden in white was knocked down into the dust, flat on her back with a pair of panda eyes, lying squarely in the mud.

"Hang her up."

Zhao Xing waved his hand, allowing the Entwining Grassman to hang the unconscious Lu Qian from a tree.

She received the same treatment as Zong Shichang, stretched between two trees in a split.

"Pfft~"

A basin of water was poured over Lu Qian, and she woke up from her faint.

"You, let me go!"

Drenched, Lu Qian’s graceful figure was faintly visible. Her face showed a perfectly weak expression; biting her lower lip, she looked pitiful: "You, what do you want to do? Don’t come over here!"

Zhao Xing actually stopped in his tracks, saying indifferently, "Stop pretending."

"What, what are you talking about?" Lu Qian’s eyes shifted unnaturally.

"You’re wearing a Third-tier top-grade Sparrow Feather Robe underneath. If I really came over and stripped off your clothes, I’d immediately fall into your trap, enchanted by you. You think I don’t know?" Zhao Xing looked at her with a half-smile.

Lu Qian’s face changed; she knew she was trapped.

Her undergarments had been seen through; the man in front of her was much stronger than she had imagined.

Her charm technique had no effect on him at all!

Little did she know, Zhao Xing was a man who had braved the Heart Inquiry Platform’s tenth level; her little illusion technique was nothing compared to the national-level elite challenges of the Dream Palace.

"Since you have seen through me, please spare my life. I don’t want this Red Fruit anymore," Lu Qian said earnestly, dropping her seductive act.

"What do you mean you don’t want it? It wasn’t yours to begin with; you were planning to steal it from me."

Lu Qian argued, "The Red Fruit was something I discovered first; I was about to pick it when it fell down. By right, I found it first."

Zhao Xing was unmoved: "That reason is not enough for me to let you go."

"What do you want then?"

"Simple, buy your life with money. I’ll take that Sparrow Feather Robe."

"You ..." Lu Qian was both ashamed and angry.

The Sparrow Feather Robe was not just a treasure, but her personal undergarment; having it taken by a strange man, she couldn’t accept it for a moment.

But Zhao Xing did not give her much time to think: "Considering the rules, I can’t just kill you outright. If you want some dignity, take it off yourself. Otherwise, I’ll have to help you."

"Fine, I’ll do it myself! You have to keep your word!" Lu Qian gritted her teeth, admitting defeat.

If she stayed tied up here, her life would be in danger.

Zhao Xing reminded her, "Don’t try any more tricks, or I can’t guarantee I can control the force of my counterattack."

With that, he waved his hand, letting the Entwining Grassman release Lu Qian.

After being punched twice, Lu Qian knew she couldn’t resist. She was at the mercy of others, and this outcome was already quite good.

Thus, she didn’t try any further tricks. Turning her back, she reached into her collar and, after a brief search, a colorful undergarment came loose.

"Here." Lu Qian turned around, handing over the Sparrow Feather Robe, still hoping Zhao Xing would be affected upon seeing the robe.

Unexpectedly, he was indifferent, completely unaffected, shattering Lu Qian’s last bit of hope.

"Fine piece."

The high-tier Sparrow Feather Robe was crafted from the feathers of a rare Peng Que, although one of the feathers used was from a Fourth Rank rare beast, and the pattern of eyes on it was rather captivating.

Zhao Xing stared directly at the robe, his expression slightly dazed, and quickly employed the Bright Eyes Technique to block the mental pathway.

The girl before him was likely a Sixth Rank of Gathering Essence Illusion Dancer, generally an official of the Music Bureau; the Zhou Dynasty valued the system of rites and music, used in sacrifices and other grand official ceremonies.

"Now that you have the robe, please allow me to leave," Lu Qian said tersely, clearly in a bad mood.

She had underestimated him, and was somewhat impatient, seeing that Zhao Xing was only at the Fourth Rank of Gathering Essence. She hadn’t even performed her dance skills, nor used this Sparrow Feather Robe, which would have made her charm technique even stronger.

"Wait a second."

"What, you ..." Lu Qian was shocked and angry, about to resist, but was knocked out cold by a slap from the Vigorous Vajra, collapsing onto the ground.

"I said I would let you go, but I never said when."

Zhao Xing did not know if Lu Qian had any accomplices, and since his Vajra Bamboo was not yet mature, naturally he had to wait until he was gone before releasing her.