I courted death and then tried to escape, so the whole sect wants to get rid of me.

Ye Chang'an is now at the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

He is also the young master of Taiqing Pavilion, personally taught by dozens of famous masters in the pavilion, and the sword techniques and mental cultivation methods he has learned are all top-notch in the cultivation world.

Although most of them only learned the basics, compared to other disciples, they were considered to have some real skills, otherwise they wouldn't be so domineering.

Previously at the Northern Shaking Sect, he suppressed his anger and did not take action against Song Yao, but only because of the sect leaders and disciples in the hall, fearing that he would be accused of bullying the weak.

Right now, outside the Northern Shaking Sect, in a brothel, it's the perfect opportunity to teach her a lesson.

However, within a few breaths, Ye Chang'an realized that something was wrong.

The little girl didn't even take the sword herself; she just sat on the table with her legs crossed, and with a flick of her finger, the Azure Water Sword attacked him like a madman.

What sword techniques or mental cultivation methods? They were completely dismantled the moment they were used.

She clearly intended to torment him, not by killing him outright, but by making him wish he were dead.

In a short while, his magnificent brocade robe was torn to shreds, and his body was covered with crisscrossing wounds.

Ye Chang'an staggered backward after being beaten, completely baffled as to why this had happened.

After a few moves, he could clearly feel that the girl's spiritual power was not as abundant as his, and her cultivation level was definitely below his.

In this situation, he should be the one dominating her.

After all, the gap between the early and late stages of the Golden Core realm is difficult to bridge.

But, but her swordsmanship...

It's really too bizarre.

He couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't understand.

I have a feeling that even the master swordsman in Taiqing Pavilion who specializes in teaching swordsmanship could not achieve this level.

He felt like crying.

How come one Song Yao died, and now another madman has appeared?!

If it weren't for the fact that she was much weaker than Song Yao, and that her tone of voice and appearance were different, he would have really thought they were the same person.

His spiritual energy was nearly exhausted under this continuous torment, and his hand holding the sword was already bloodied and mangled by the sword energy, so much so that he could no longer hold the hilt.

Finally, with a loud clang, the longsword slipped from his hand and crashed to the ground.

He was also forced into a corner and fell into a messy heap.

His arrogance had long been replaced by fear, and his once flamboyant eyebrows now shrank back, making him appear somewhat cowardly and pitiful.

His shoulders trembled uncontrollably, he shivered pathetically, his mouth agape as if to cry, but a silencing spell had been cast on him, preventing him from even making a sound.

At this moment, the Azure Water Sword obediently returned to its scabbard.

Song Yao strolled over, squatted down in front of him, and looked him over.

Ok.

This is much more familiar.

In her memory, Ye Chang'an was like this: cowardly, useless, even a dog on the street could bully him.

I thought he had really changed, but I didn't expect him to be nothing more than a coward who bullies the weak. He was beaten up and his true colors were revealed.

She snapped her fingers, and Ye Chang'an regained her voice, bursting into tears.

Song Yao glanced at him and said, "Keep your voice down."

He shrank back in fright, covering his mouth, a suppressed sob escaping his throat, trembling as he stammered, "What, what do you want? What do you want? Waaah, I, I'm the young master of Taiqing Pavilion, and the Holy Maiden of Beiyao Sect is my fiancée! If anything happens to me, they won't let you off, and they won't let the Nine Saints Hall off either!"

Song Yao tilted her head, resting her elbow on her knee, and said in a soft voice, "Just like how you didn't let Wen Tang go?"

Ye Chang'an was taken aback: "You, you're here too to find your fifth senior sister?"

"Otherwise, does Young Master Ye think I'm just bored and came all the way to Wanchun Pavilion just to have a fight with you?"

"..."

Ye Chang'an stammered, "I... how would I know where Wen Tang is? My engagement with her has been cancelled. You... you should do what your sixth senior brother did and ask Wen Wushuang and Wen Wumian..."

Song Yao raised an eyebrow: "You didn't know?"

She smiled and beckoned.

The Azure Water Sword was drawn from its sheath once again with a "clang".

The sharp blade pierced the air, and the next second, the cold-gleaming sword tip pointed directly at Ye Chang'an's pupils, no more than half an inch away from his eyeballs, seemingly about to pierce his skull.

Ye Chang'an froze on the spot, his breath stopped, and he dared not move, only his lips trembling violently.

Song Yao said gently, "I'll ask you one last time, where is Wen Tang?"

With death looming close, two tears fell from Ye Chang'an's eyes.

He stammered almost reflexively, "Wen Tang, Wen Tang was sent away by the Wen family!"

Song Yao was taken aback: "Sent away? Where was it sent?"

Ye Chang'an stammered, "I don't know, I really don't know!"

Song Yao frowned: "You know she was sent away, but you don't know where she was sent?"

The sword tip moved forward a little further, almost touching his cornea.

Ye Chang'an suppressed a sob: "She...she was disobedient. I only said I didn't want to see her again, and the Wen family said they wouldn't let her appear again!"

Song Yao: "......"

Her face was slightly cool, and her brows furrowed even more.

She had noticed before at the Northern Yao Sect that the Wen siblings were a little too obedient to Ye Chang'an.

To prove her suspicions, she deliberately released the snake demon from the Insect Twin Cave to attack Ye Chang'an while in the Ten Thousand Bones Forest secret realm. Sure enough, the two siblings rushed to protect him without regard for their own lives.

It seems that the Wen family is preparing to completely sever ties with the Nine Saints Hall and instead rely on the Taiqing Pavilion.

That's why she gambled, knowing that Ye Chang'an, as the young master of Taiqing Pavilion, knew just as much as the Wen siblings.

It's always easier to pry information out of a good-for-nothing than to get answers from two poisoners who have been trained since childhood.

But she never expected that the Wen family would send Wen Tang away directly in order to please Ye Chang'an.

Isn't Wen Tang the next head of the Wen family?

She was slightly flustered. She stood up, lowered her eyes, and glanced at Ye Chang'an again.

His eyes were shallow and indifferent, clearly devoid of emotion.

Ye Chang'an shuddered again in fright and hurriedly said, "I really didn't lie to you. It seems they made a deal with Yong'an Tower. Wen Tang was taken away by Yong'an Tower... I really don't know where she went!!"

Song Yao: "Yong'an Tower?"

Her expression turned slightly serious.

This is going to be a bit tricky.

The Yong'an Tower is a complex and mysterious organization, spread throughout every corner of the Tian Shu Realm, with a wide variety of businesses.

There's nothing they can't do, only things you can't imagine.

Buying and selling items, posting bounties, accepting commissions, gathering information—anything can be done once you enter Yong'an Tower.

There is also a group of hunters in the building, each with unfathomable cultivation levels.

The waters are so deep that no one can fathom their depths. It is said that the appearance of the Heavenly Revelation List was also the work of Yong'an Tower.

I wonder which is more difficult: going to the Wen family to find Wen Tang's whereabouts, or going to Yong'an Tower to ask?

She had no other questions. With a slight turn of her wrist, the Azure Water Sword swiftly returned to its sheath with a "clang".

Ye Chang'an felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and he collapsed against the wall, drenched in sweat, feeling so much pain that he wanted to die.

"Get lost."

Song Yao uttered two words, returned to his desk, and poured himself a glass of wine.