I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

The next second, Fang Xuan was pushed back into the Martial Alliance room, where he stood firmly.

Fang Xuan: "???"

He stood there, completely bewildered.

He just now disregarded the fact that the mark had been discovered and forcibly teleported there.

But before they could even exchange a single word, their senior sister shoved them back with a "whoosh."

Judging from her expression... she doesn't seem angry at all?

Her little face was flushed, and her eyes were a little evasive.

Is she hiding something from him?

Or... are you doing something naughty that you don't want him to know?

However, since my senior sister was able to send him back so efficiently, it means that she is safe and sound and in good condition.

My senior sister has a little secret.

He didn't investigate further at first, but later punished him severely.

Right now, let's take care of the Martial Alliance matters for my senior sister.

"Knock knock." A knock sounded on the door, and a respectful voice came from outside: "Lord Wuming, the Vice Alliance Leader has been preparing a banquet in the pavilion for some time."

Fang Xuan composed himself and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a Foundation Establishment disciple of the Martial Alliance, with his hands at his sides.

"Lead the way," Fang Xuan said calmly.

"Yes."

......

Inside the pavilion, the atmosphere was warm and inviting, with fine wines and delicacies on display.

The vice leader was a middle-aged scholar with a cultivation level at the second stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

The other was a burly, bald man with a deep and imposing presence. He was another powerful elder of the Martial Alliance, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

When the two saw Fang Xuan enter, they immediately put on warm smiles.

"Young friend, please have a seat!"

The vice leader stood up to greet him, his attitude as warm as if he were treating his own nephew or niece.

"Young friend, it is an honor for our Martial Alliance to welcome you to our Northern Plains. We have prepared a small feast to welcome you."

Fang Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and sat down in the empty seats for the main guest, casually resting his black sword beside him.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere seemed harmonious.

The vice-leader and the bald elder exchanged a glance before getting to the point: "Young friend Wuming, you possess extraordinary talent. Our Martial Alliance is currently in dire need of capable individuals, and we especially need young talents like you to realize your ambitions!"

The bald elder chimed in, his voice booming, "Exactly! There is a crucial matter at hand. If you can accomplish it, it will not only be a great service to the Martial Alliance, but also a fantastic opportunity for you, young friend, to make a name for yourself!"

"Once this is accomplished, given your merit, it wouldn't be unreasonable to directly promote you to the position of Vice Leader of our Martial Alliance!"

Fang Xuan, holding his wine cup, asked, "What is it?"

The vice leader lowered his voice, appearing to be completely open and honest: "To be honest, young friend, there has recently been a vixen, extremely fierce, who has repeatedly opposed our Martial Alliance and is incredibly arrogant!"

This fiend's cultivation level is around the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, but it excels in spatial manipulation, making it quite troublesome.

We originally intended to capture and kill him ourselves, but unfortunately, our leader is seriously injured and in seclusion, and there are many affairs within the alliance, so we cannot spare the time..."

He observed Fang Xuan's expression and continued, "Young friend, you are exceptionally strong and full of vigor. If you are willing to take action, lead a team of elite disciples to surround and annihilate him, and you will surely be able to capture him with ease!"

Such minor troubles are nothing more than a simple matter for you, young friend, yet they could bring you great merit, establish your prestige within the alliance, and even make you famous throughout the Northern Plains! What do you think, young friend?

Fang Xuan remained expressionless, calmly sipping his wine: "Alright, where is that female cultivator now?"

A hint of smugness flashed in the Vice Alliance Leader's eyes: "According to reliable sources, she has been active in the Frozen Ice Plains recently. If you agree, I will immediately dispatch three peak Void Core cultivators and five mid-Golden Core cultivators to your command, and also send a Nascent Soul elder to provide support, ensuring everything goes smoothly!"

Fang Xuan nodded and put down his wine glass.

He was already getting ready to pack up and take it away.

With one at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and the other at the second stage of the Tribulation Transcending stage, given his current strength and that of Yun Chang, they shouldn't cause too much of a commotion.

Just as his fingertips twitched slightly, and his sword intent was about to burst forth from his body.

The door to the upper room was pushed open with a bang, and a cold wind rushed in.

A tall, elderly man, his breath weak and his chest wrapped in thick bandages, staggered in, supported by a servant.

His eyes were sinister as he swept over the three people in the room, finally settling on Fang Xuan with a scrutinizing gaze.

The Martial Alliance's leader, who was reportedly seriously injured and in seclusion, had a cultivation level of the sixth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

However, he was clearly still recovering from his injuries, and his breathing was irregular.

The vice leader and the bald elder quickly stood up: "Leader, why did you come out of seclusion? Your injuries haven't healed yet; you should rest and recuperate."

The alliance leader waved his hand, his voice hoarse: "It's alright... I heard that a remarkable young expert has arrived, so I... cough cough... came to take a look."

The sword intent that Fang Xuan had gathered at his fingertips silently retracted.

Buy two get one free? Lucky you!

One heavily injured sixth-level Tribulation Transcending expert, plus the two from before, could easily take down three of them at once.

He was debating whether to flip the table and start fighting immediately, or wait for the old man to sit down and have a cup of tea before taking action.

But then, a young man as tall as an iron tower followed closely behind the leader, who walked in with his head down.

It was that wandering immortal, the six-armed demon.

Without even glancing at the vice leader and the leader, he walked straight to the table, stretched out his arms, grabbed a piece of roasted meat with one hand and a jar of wine with the other, and prepared to start eating.

It seems they were just passing by and stopped in to grab something to eat.

The vice leader and the bald elder's expressions changed slightly.

Fang Xuan quickly concealed his aura to its deepest level. He had run into an old acquaintance and needed to be ready to make a run for it at any moment.

The six-armed demon picked at its ear with its free arm, then spoke:

"Is she an ugly woman, yet she's accompanied by a sweet-looking, sweet-talking boy?"

He heard that Dao Yi had been cleaved into pieces by Zi Dian; it was too tragic.

Anyway, he doesn't dare to use his spiritual power anymore, let alone his power of laws.

Anyway, he's practically invincible in this world because of his physique.

He was called a "sweet-looking" boy.

All four people in the pavilion were stunned for a moment, including Fang Xuan.

The deputy leader hesitated and said, "My lord... according to the report, the female cultivator was dressed in white, and her appearance... seemed extremely beautiful. As for whether she had any companions... we have not heard of any men following her."

"Not her?" The six-armed demon frowned and then picked at his ear.

"Forget it then, don't bother me with any more alliances or anything like that."

The alliance leader suppressed a cough and asked cautiously, "My lord, that female sword cultivator is skilled in spatial techniques and is quite troublesome. What do you think...?"

"Spatial means?"

The six-armed demon nonchalantly waved one of its arms, creating a gust of wind.

"That must be her. Call me whenever there's a fight."

"Don't bother me at other times, or I'll really eat people, hahaha."

He smiled, turned around, and left.

Fang Xuan kept his head down, drinking the wine in his hand.

They didn't even recognize me...?

He seems a bit slow on the uptake.