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In an instant, A'Zhu stepped on the waves and returned to the Listening Fragrance Pavilion.

"Sister Azhu, where have you been these past few days?" Upon seeing Azhu, Abi felt reassured and began to complain in a coquettish manner.

Azhu laughed, "Of course we're going to catch fish! Look!"

As he spoke, he lifted a wooden bucket in his hand.

Abi exclaimed in surprise, "They're silverfish! And there are so many!"

Taihu silverfish is one of the three treasures of Taihu Lake.

This fish is not large, only two to three inches long, with a slightly rounded body, delicate and transparent, and silvery in color, hence its name.

A famous line from the Song Dynasty goes: "Silver fish after spring, perch under the frost."

This fish is extremely delicious, boneless, gutless, and has no fishy smell, making it a favorite among diners and highly prized.

The only downside is that they're hard to catch.

"Sister Azhu, how did you catch so many? There are over thirty of them here! If we made soup with them, wouldn't it be incredibly delicious? It's a pity the young master isn't here; he won't be able to enjoy it!"

Looking at the silver fish in the wooden bucket, Abi almost drooled.

"So, I've been putting in a lot of effort these past few days, and you're still complaining. I'll punish you by making you drink one less bowl of fish soup later." Azhu chuckled, affectionately pinching Abi's nose.

This is of course a lie.

For someone at the True Qi Realm, how could a silver fish be difficult to catch?

If she wanted to, she could catch all the silverfish in Taihu Lake in a single day.

Abi immediately pouted and said, "No, Sister Azhu, I was wrong!"

The soft Wu dialect and the woman's coquettish manner were irresistible even to A-Zhu, who was also a woman.

"Alright, alright, I won't punish you."

"Sister Azhu is the best, I'll go make some soup."

Azhu smiled and said, "Prepare two more dishes."

"understood!"

Abi happily carried the wooden bucket away, in a great mood, humming a Jiangnan folk tune all the way.

"Oh right, Sister Azhu, two guests came by just now. I had completely forgotten about them when you took out the silver fish."

Suddenly, Abi poked her head in again and said somewhat shyly.

Azhu waved her hand: "I know, I'll go and meet them."

"Be careful, there's a monk among the guests, and he doesn't look like someone to mess with," Abi warned before leaving.

A'Zhu smiled and, unlike in the original story, did not disguise herself as an old woman. She simply straightened her clothes and headed to the front hall.

"Are you two the master's guests?"

Upon entering the front hall, one sees a weathered and dignified monk arguing with a handsome young man in white robes.

“Indeed. This humble monk is Kumārajīva, the National Preceptor of Tibet. I have come to pay my respects to Elder Benefactor Murong Bo. Please inform her, female benefactor.” Kumārajīva stopped his debate with Duan Yu, looked at A’Zhu, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

The woman before him was extraordinary; she seemed not to be a maid, but a top-tier expert ranked among the best in the world.

"Duan Yu greets elder sister. May I ask your name?" Duan Yu bowed respectfully, appearing refined and courteous.

"Hmph!" A'Zhu, with her preconceived notions, saw Duan Yu and immediately thought of Duan Zhengchun, feeling somewhat displeased. With a wave of her hand, Duan Yu was sent flying and knelt to the side.

"Ouch!"

Duan Yu was stunned, never expecting this beautiful woman to attack him so suddenly.

"Young lady, what do you mean?"

Kumārajīva frowned.

He didn't care whether Duan Yu lived or died.

However, Duan Yu's fate is tied to the Six Meridians Divine Sword that he has been longing for.

If he gets killed, wouldn't all his years of planning have come to naught?

"You have a problem with that?" A'Zhu snorted and waved her hand again.

Kumārajīva was prepared. Seeing her casual strike, he was somewhat disdainful—could a mere casual strike really defeat the number one expert in Tibet?

I raised my palm to meet it, and then I felt an extremely powerful and boundless force coming towards me.

puff!

Kumārajīva spat out a mouthful of blood, then flew into the air and landed next to Duan Yu, kneeling down beside him.

"This..." Kumārajīva was stunned.

When did the Murong family become so powerful that they couldn't even withstand a casual strike from a little girl?

"Big monk, you're kneeling with me as punishment too?" Duan Yu chuckled. "This is retribution. Maybe that girl is an incarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, punishing you for your rampant greed, anger, and ignorance!"

"You!" Kumārajīva wanted to attack, but the moment he tried to muster his inner energy, he felt pain all over his body. He could only glare hatefully at Duan Yu and then look at A'Zhu, "May I ask who you are, young lady, and what you wish to teach me?"

"Me? I'm just a lowly maid." A'Zhu waved her hand, sat down casually in the chair, and rested her chin on her hand. "I just couldn't stand seeing you bullying the weak, Master."

Bullying the weak?

Kumārajīva almost cried.

If we're talking about bullying the weak, you're clearly the better player.

"Oh, you have a scroll of scripture on you. Give it to me."

With a swift movement, the scroll of the Northern Darkness Divine Art from Duan Yu's arms landed in his hand.

"Not bad, but the drawing is too shameless." Azhu glanced at it and sold it immediately.

Duan Yu was alarmed when he saw the scroll disappear into thin air: "Miss, why did you take what belongs to someone else for no reason?"

"Taking what belongs to someone else?" A'Zhu scoffed. "You found this thing yourself, so what's wrong with me taking it?"

Duan Yu's expression froze: "You actually know the origin of this item?"

“Of course I know.” A’Zhu nodded. “It’s just the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, what’s so great about it? Get up, A’Bi has already prepared the meal. After you finish eating, I’ll have her take you to Wuxi.”

"Girl, what about me?" Kumārajīva was dumbfounded.

You wouldn't make the national advisor kneel for so long, would you? That's disgraceful.

"You, let's do it together later, but you're not allowed to lay a hand on Young Master Duan again. Otherwise, even if you hide at the ends of the earth, I can easily find you!"

Upon hearing this, Kumārajīva felt a chill run down his spine.

As for Duan Yu, it's rather inexplicable.

I was inexplicably beaten and made to kneel for a while. This girl seems to really dislike me.

But then she protected herself, so it doesn't seem like she dislikes him?

What could be the reason for this?

Chapter 229 A young girl arrives riding a dragon, shocking the world (1/7, please subscribe)

"Girl, do you know me?"

Duan Yu asked cautiously.

"That's not important," Azhu shook her head. "Get up and eat, then get out!"

"Sister Azhu, why are you angry!"

Just then, Abi came in carrying a tray.

On the tray, there were several dishes of stir-fried vegetables and a pot of fish soup, emitting an enticing aroma.

"It's nothing!" Azhu grabbed at the air, and a table appeared in the main hall. "Abi, put the dishes on it, let's all eat together. After we finish eating, please help send Young Master Duan and this monk to Wuxi."

"Sister Azhu, you..." Abi's voice trembled as she saw Azhu's abilities, "How did you become so powerful?"

Telekinesis is no small feat in the world of martial arts. Just look at how Qiao Feng's Dragon-Capturing Skill stunned the heroes of the martial arts world.

A'Zhu, at such a young age, displayed such martial arts skills, which naturally startled A'Bi.

Duan Yu and Kumārajīva didn't feel anything, as they had already witnessed even more powerful methods.

"It was just a chance encounter that I was taught a few martial arts techniques." A'Zhu waved her hand and sat down. "Eat up. After this meal, I don't know when we'll be able to get together again."

"Sister Azhu is leaving?" Abi was surprised. "But has Abi done something wrong?"

"No," Azhu shook her head, "I just wanted to go out for a walk."

With a weapon in hand, the desire to kill arises naturally.

With unparalleled divine skills and an immortal lifespan, A'Zhu, though not filled with murderous intent, was no longer willing to stay in Yanziwu and serve others subserviently.

Having absolute power, to still be a maid would be utterly foolish.

A'Zhu was just as clever and mischievous as Huang Rong, so naturally she didn't have this kind of peculiar hobby.

"Let's go for a walk," Abi said. Even the silverfish soup in the bowl seemed bland and tasteless to her.