Fairy, I really am a villain!

"They never underestimated Fang Xiwen from the beginning, even though his strength on paper was just a trick: first they suddenly attacked and tried to kill him quickly, but the latter had already returned to his original state and had the ability to fight in the field. After blocking a move, he forcibly built a bridge between heaven and earth;"

"Seeing that this approach doesn't work, they will resort to a war of attrition. Their mustard seed rings must contain many recovery pills, plus some secret treasures. As long as they can withstand the first few waves of attack—"

"Even if I have to grind, I will grind Fang Xiwen to death."

Soon after he finished speaking, the battle on the sky really moved in this direction: Luo Wenlong was seen lying on the ground, with his limbs stretched out to connect to the tree roots all over the mountains, extracting a large amount of plant essence to heal his injuries.

"why is it like this!"

Listening to his arrogant words, Luo Qingni stamped her feet in anger, "We agreed to a duel, but he brought one more person, and used such a despicable trick! You only know how to bully others, bah!"

After cursing, she looked over anxiously again, "Miss Yun, is there any way to help him?"

"nothing now."

Even so, Yun Wuxin still comforted her and said, "But don't worry, he will definitely come out alive. Why did you...hmm."

"I know. He promised me. I believe him."

Seeing Luo Qingni like this, she rarely swallowed the question and said nothing more.

According to her thinking, Fang Xiwen might be able to come out, but the final result would be worse than death for him:

In the plan of Jian Zheng and the Gao family, the purpose of increasing his strength was to force him to verify the location, but because there were two people present, Fang Xiwen would most likely not be able to win even after verifying it.

If he wants to sign up, he must use some special means to abandon the fight and escape. After escaping from the secret realm, what awaits him is the thunder tribulation that was delayed by the Tianyan technique.

By then, Fang Xiwen had been beaten black and blue by the two guards, and with so many experts eyeing him covetously, he could only rely on the power of the Emperor's Sword to successfully survive.

Even if it wasn't necessary, he would be helpless if restrictions were forcibly placed in his soul. He was like a fish on a chopping board, not even allowed to die.

It was precisely because she knew many things in advance that Yun Wuxin was able to come up with these ideas, and that was why she came to remind them beforehand - this decision was no less than a betrayal of the Yun family for her - but she went anyway.

Because if Fang Xiwen really escaped at that time, the dog chain of the loyal minister would definitely fall on Yun Yichuan, and then the supervisor would either waste his efforts and lose this rare male heir in the family;

Either he would break off relations with the Gao family and risk a breakup in order to save him.

This is a dilemma for the entire Yun family, but the only price to get out of the choice is to sacrifice Fang Xiwen.

"Why on earth would I choose to save him over Yichuan..."

Looking at the young man who was being besieged by two people in the sky and was struggling to defend himself, Yun Wuxin thought belatedly.

The reason might not be that she didn't know, but that she simply didn't want to admit something.

"But why did he..." She muttered to herself again.

It was impossible for Fang Xiwen not to have foreseen that proposing a duel in front of the emperor would lead to the current situation, but why didn't he run away?

He believed in himself so much in the past, why didn't he listen this time?

~~

The sky flickered, and everyone held their breath. Seeing the one-sided battle turn into an evenly matched one, they cheered loudly:

"Come on, uncle. Come on, uncle Fashang! Quickly beat these two unscrupulous people to death!"

"Beat, beat, beat him!"

"Shh! Stop arguing. Can't you see the young master is looking through the secret book...!"

In the Tianque Palace, a group of little fairies came back, each holding a pile of books. They did not dare to laugh at the young master who was so anxious that he bit his fingernails, but quickly put all the books on the ground.

Then they lined up the books, opened the title pages, and retreated not far away.

These books were taken from Lingxing Hall, which was specially used to store secret documents, ranging from dynasty chronology and clan records to local county records and geomancy maps.

The tradition of Xing Palace was to focus on intelligence gathering, otherwise there wouldn't be such advanced disguise and sound skills. However, the previous palace masters only cared about cultivation and neglected this.

After Jiang Li was backstabbed by a scumbag and suffered a great loss in intelligence, he finally took it seriously and ordered all branches to set up special liaison groups, and even had unique codes.

Seeing that all the documents had been brought in, Jiang Xingchu walked away from the front of the curtain, came up to the book, flicked his sleeves, and countless star lines flew out and stained the pages.

Wow!

After scanning with her starry eyes, she turned the pages of ten books at once. Her speed was even faster than that of an ordinary person reading just one book. It was probably about the same as reading ten lines at a glance.

After all, the Saint Lady has always been extremely efficient, otherwise she would not have been able to practice and handle official business at the same time, and still have plenty of time to spend with Fang Xiwen after that.

The current situation is urgent, and the speed is even faster with full firepower.

'Four years ago, Yiling, Blood Robe Cult, corruption among high-ranking officials, vicious incidents...'

With the help of a few key words, Jiang Xingchu quickly found a complete record of the entire incident:

At that time, the leader Chi Ersha was still alive and was causing trouble everywhere. Seeing that the road from the Southern Wilderness to Longchuan was blocked, he sent a few spies to infiltrate the Central Plains.

They bribed and corrupted many high-ranking officials of the righteous path, such as the elders of the Tianyu Sect, the deacons of the Sword Sect, and so on, and with their cooperation established the Blood Evil Ritual, trying to stir up unrest, so as to incite a major conflict between the righteous and evil paths, so that the Blood Robe Sect could fish in troubled waters.

The influence of this ritual was so widespread that even some disciples of that generation were affected and became violent and bloodthirsty.

"Huh? This is..."

As the thread was pulled, a book flew over. Jiang Xingchu's fingertips stopped on a line of words and frowned slightly:

'Nearly twenty current disciples of the Mingyue Sword Sect were killed by Fang Xingyun in the Qingmo Divine Sovereign's Secret Realm. It seems that the man has a blood evil spirit entering his body...'

So it turns out that as early as this time, Fang Xiwen was already involved with the Blood Robe Cult?

Who is it and what do they want to do to him? !

"Now is not the time to dwell on this, anyway..."

Jiang Xingchu's thoughts raced, and she had already begun to murder the mastermind behind the scenes. However, the situation was urgent, so she prioritized finding the results of the investigation into the secret method, and quickly compiled them into a brief text and sent it over:

[The recovery of the flesh and blood is only an appearance, the soul must be killed, otherwise it will happen again and again, remember this! ! ]

After posting this, she rushed to the skylight again, pushed away the little fairies surrounding her, zoomed in on the picture, and saw Fang Xiwen pause for a moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu held his breath and didn't blink.

Whether it can be accomplished depends on this move——

"This method is better for you."

choke! !

What a domineering sword intent it was. After the sword was slashed out, all the sword energy in the sky fell down, directly setting off a scarlet storm on the ground!

All life withered, the grass and trees all over the mountains became shriveled, and even blood gushed out of the tree trunks!

Countless blood rained down.

When the picture became clear again, it was seen that the man who practiced the Wood Walking Technique had been cut in half. His ferocious expression was completely frozen, and there was only death in his eyes. There was no possibility that his soul could survive under this sword.

Seeing this, the Tianque Palace became dead silent.

After the little girls looked at each other, Xiaoxuan asked in a low voice, half-believing and half-doubting, "Yes, did the son-in-law win?"

"Yeah, the opponents are all dead...it's my son-in-law who won!"

After realizing it, everyone cheered loudly:

"Even with this evil method, I still can't defeat my uncle. It's really useless!"

"Two grown men actually 'melted' together, it's just like that. In our place, they would be thrown into a pig cage!"

Suddenly, the hall was like the New Year, with little fairies hugging each other, singing and dancing. Some were plump and some were thin, and their voices were clear. This can be regarded as the unique "corporate culture" of Xing Palace.

Originally Jiang Xingchu couldn't help but smile, and even started thinking about how he could "repay the favor", but after looking carefully at the sky curtain, her face suddenly darkened.

As a result, everyone's celebration became quieter and everyone stared at the scene with empty eyes.

"Angry... No, just having a little quarrel."

After observing the frown outside the hall for a while, Lin Huazhi walked in with confidence and asked in a pretentious manner, "Young Master, do you have any instructions?"

"Humph, come here, everyone. Don't you like to see him? Look at how impressive your Mr. Fang is!"

Hearing this weird tone, the little demon girls slowly moved over and stared at the sky for a while, "What's going on here?"

"Can't you see that?"

Jiang Xingchu sneered and pointed at the statue with his finger, "This means that women are like clothes to him, he just needs to put them on when he needs them! Look at this face, ugh!"

In just half an incense stick of time, Fang Xiwen's statue completed the transformation from green shirt to white robe to red robe. Not only were each of his moves different, they could even correspond one to one with his beauty.

So, in addition to being surprised, the group of people tried to hold back their laughter, and finally laughed so hard that they fell over:

"My son-in-law is truly a martial arts genius, hahahahaha!"

"Young Master, tell me the truth. Are you not intimate with each other in private? Are you practicing secretly without telling us?"

"You have to dress up the young master more beautifully in the future. You can't let others outshine you... hehehe!"

Jiang Xingchu was so angry when he heard that that the veins on his smooth forehead were a little visible. Lin Huazhi at the side hurriedly said, "Young Master, what you said is not right. Look, his eyes have changed too. They are all in his eyes."

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu stared at the sky for a while. Just as he was about to accept this explanation, he snorted coldly after realizing what was going on.

She went straight up to the throne and sat down, crossed her legs, took a bag of melon seeds and started to crack them. Soon she spit out a whole plate of melon seeds without even looking at the sky, showing her indifference to the stinky man.

Seeing this, the little demon girls came to Lin Huazhi and asked in a low voice: "Sister Lin, what do you think happened?"

"What else can I do? Xiwen didn't use her Dharma image, so she was jealous."

"Is this all right?"

Xiao Xuan was shocked when she heard this. She secretly glanced at the throne and asked, "But the young master is not good at fighting. Look at the cautious nature of the son-in-law. It's impossible for the Dharma image to assist in the back while the main body goes to fight with others, right?"

"That's not the problem."

Deliberately speaking louder, Lin Huazhi chuckled and said:

"Believe it or not, even if Xiwen used it, he would still be scolded."

“Then the young master will question him why he didn’t put her first. What does he think of people when he keeps switching them around? Why should his own image be shorter than others—”

Snapped! !

A pen was thrown down hard, and someone on the throne immediately got angry and said angrily: "Lin Huazhi, have you said enough? Try saying that last sentence again! "

Soon, Sister Lin was driven out of the hall to sweep the floor. The little vixens could only laugh secretly and did not dare to disobey.

As luck would have it, just when Jiang Xingchu was about to calm down, someone else said, "If you are close to them, they will complain; if you are far away, they will be disrespectful." This immediately caused another round of thunder and anger:

"Whoever tries to sow discord between him and me again, I'll show you how I'll deal with her!"

"Young Master, the matter of the personal guards..."