Chapter 193 I caught you
Night falls.

At the top of Tanglian Peak, the master's hall.

"Lin Su is grateful to all of you fellows for coming here specially to watch the competition among my disciples!"

Lin Su sat in the main seat on the high platform, with the four elders except Su Yu on his left and right.

The next ones are Liufeng’s direct disciples.

On both sides of the hall were representatives of various factions, as well as the Crown Prince Tang Yulong of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Ruler of Dongsheng State Li Chengshi.

Lin Su raised her wine glass, and her elegant and pleasant voice softly entered everyone's ears.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.

What followed was toasting and laughter.

People from many sects came over to toast Fang Yang.

Now he is the beloved disciple of Fairy Qin. Who wouldn't want to get closer to him?
Fang Yang had experienced a lot of such occasions in his previous life, so he was very skilled at dealing with them. After a glass of wine, he treated everyone as brothers and felt that he had met them too late.

Ling'er was accepted as Lin Su's personal disciple and was the object of everyone's fawning. However, she was not good at speaking and could only drink foolishly with everyone she met. Soon her cheeks turned red and she fell limply on the table.

In comparison, Ning Miaomiao's situation is a bit embarrassing.

She was a disciple of Zhijian Peak and automatically became Su Yu's direct disciple, but Su Yu was beaten into an ice stick by Qin Xueyan in public during the day, and Zhijian Peak could no longer hold her head up in the Qingtang Sword Sect.

Ning Miaomiao's identity as a direct disciple is not that valuable.

While Fang Yang and Ling'er were surrounded by people, no one paid any attention to her.

"Miao Miao, come, let's have a drink!"

Wang Yujiao staggered over with a cup in her hand. She, Fang Yang and Ling'er had just drunk three cups each. Her cheeks were flushed and her tongue was swollen when she spoke.

Ning Miaomiao smiled and stood up, "Yujiao, now I am also your direct disciple, we can meet often."

Wang Yujiao chuckled: "We will go to Biyue Peak in the future, just like when we were in Yunyu Town. We will do the work outside, while Fang Yang and Senior Sister will be inside."

Ning Miaomiao quickly covered her mouth, "Yujiao, you are drunk."

On the other side, Fang Yang had just dealt with a few people when Xia Zichen came over with a glass of wine.

"Junior Brother Fang, it is a great honor for you to have Junior Sister Qin as your master. You must cherish it!"

The eldest brother of the Shengwa Sect had a bright smile, but there was a bit of scrutiny in his eyes.

Fang Yang laughed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Xia. I will definitely practice well with Master."

The two of them toasted and drank it all in one gulp, both with smiles on their faces. Xia Zichen patted Fang Yang on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Junior Sister Qin and I have known each other since childhood, and we have a deep friendship. If you do anything to betray your teacher and ancestors, I will not forgive you, hahahaha!"

Fang Yang sneered in his heart. The first half of this sentence was green tea, and the second half was full of temptation and threat. If this senior brother of Shengwa Sect was a woman, she would definitely be an expert in house fighting.

"Uncle Xia, rest assured that Master will protect and help me, and I will respect and love Master even more!"

"That's good." Xia Zichen looked at Fang Yang deeply, then turned and left.

"Fang Yang, right?" Tang Yulong came over, a little drunken on his face, and spoke rudely.

"You have such a low level of cultivation, yet you have been favored by Fairy Qin. You must cherish this good fortune and never make any mistakes!"

This person is not very cunning and does not hide his jealousy when he speaks.

"Thank you for your reminder, Brother Tang. You should drink less. You should know that drinking to drown your sorrows will only make you more sorrowful."

Fang Yang smiled. Tang Yulong was startled and lowered his head to murmur:

"Drinking to drown your sorrows only makes you more sorrowful?"

He stared blankly at the wine in the glass and drank it all.

"I am even more worried. I want to drink today!"

Tang Yulong grabbed a pot of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

Fang Yang saw that this prince must have been well protected since he was young and had never encountered any setbacks. A broken heart was the most severe blow to him. "Friend Fang!"

As soon as Tang Yulong left, a burly figure like a devil strode over. Fang Yang's heart trembled, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Lord Li."

Among Qin Xueyan's three most famous suitors, Li Chengshi is undoubtedly the most difficult to deal with, and Fang Yang is also the most wary of him.

Li Chengshi and Fang Yang drank a glass and laughed proudly:
"Friend Fang, I heard that you and Fairy Qin supported each other when you were in the Demon Sect and fell in love with each other over time. That's why Fairy Qin accepted you as her disciple. You are so lucky to have such a beautiful and powerful master!"

Fang Yang said calmly: "Master Li, you are joking. Master is the person I respect the most. Please don't be so frivolous anymore."

Li Chengshi laughed out loud: "I was right about you."

He lowered his voice and handed a sound transmission note to Fang Yang, "Friend Fang, if you can help me marry your master, all the treasures of my Dongsheng Kingdom will be at your disposal. How about that?"

Fang Yang chuckled and took the sound transmission note. "Lord Li, you are too polite. How can a disciple influence the Master's choice?"

Every word Li Chengshi said was a test for him, and he would be able to see through him if he wasn't careful.

The two drank a few more cups, and Li Chengshi suddenly sent a message to Fang Yang:

"Friend Fang, I like Ning Miaomiao very much and want to take her as my concubine, but I don't know what your relationship is with her? If you two have feelings for each other, then I will naturally not take someone else's love away."

Fang Yang said: "Lord Li, whether Ning Miaomiao is willing to be your concubine depends on her own wishes."

"Haha, I feel relieved when you say that, Mr. Fang!"

Li Chengshi laughed, drank another glass with Fang Yang, and then walked back to his seat.

With a heroic smile on his face, he had already sent out the instructions on a note in his sleeve:

"Go to the sword prison quickly."

This command followed the night wind out of the master's hall, crossed two high mountains, came to the Demon-Slaying Peak, and flew into a house where ordinary disciples lived.

A male cultivator took out a sound transmission talisman, read the instructions, then climbed out of the window and flew towards the sword prison.

At the same time, dark shadows quietly flew out from Zhijian Peak, Qingyang Peak and Huanri Peak, all heading towards the sword prison.

Tonight, all the top figures of Qingtang Sword Sect are in the Sect Master's Hall. For the undercover agents from various factions lurking on Qingtang Mountain, this is a good opportunity to investigate the sword prison.

Before the competition for direct disciples, rumors spread throughout Qingtang Mountain that a high-ranking undercover agent of the Demon Sect had been captured and imprisoned in the third level of the Sword Prison.

For the various righteous sects with their own thoughts, finding this person may bring them many unexpected things.

When they each came to the outside of the sword prison and hid in the darkness to spy, they found that all the disciples guarding outside the sword prison were gone.

"How is this going?"

They were all confused.

"Has someone already gone in?"

On the third level of the Sword Prison, Wang Feng and a man in a black robe stood in front of a cell that was protected by layers of magic arrays and talismans.

There was a person imprisoned inside, he was tied up, his hair was disheveled, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Sir, it must be him, go and kill him!"

Wang Feng said to the man in black robe.

The black-robed man said in a cold voice, "I am only cooperating with the Tian Huan Sect. Even your Sect Master has no right to order me around!"

Wang Feng said quickly: "I'm sorry, sir, I just don't know when the banquet will end. If it's delayed any further, the two of us won't be able to leave!"

The man in black robe snorted coldly, raised his hand and broke the magic circle and talisman paper outside the cell, walked into the cell, and came to the tied man.

"My junior brother, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame Qin Xueyan for not giving me a chance to turn things around. Rest in peace."

The man in black robe stretched out his hand to that person, but was grabbed by the other person's arm.

"You are the traitor who betrayed the information of Qingtang Sword Sect and the murderer who killed Zheng Chengdan. I have finally caught you."

(End of this chapter)

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