The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

"call……"

An Qingwan let out a soft, comfortable hum.

This was the first time she had felt so relaxed since leaving Zhen'an County.

She leaned against the edge of the bathtub, pondering the new martial art she would acquire after killing Su Zheqiu—

A clear finger!

They are of one mind and understand each other perfectly.

This "Lingxi Finger" is the signature move of the legendary figure known for having "four eyebrows".

This is a divine skill that is faster than the speed of sound, and is said to be able to pinch with just two fingers without ever missing.

Since mastering this martial art, An Qingwan's fingers have become so nimble that they seem to move at will.

However, she had never tried out her brand-new index and middle fingers.

She can catch ordinary swords and ordinary hidden weapons without even using the Spirit Rhinoceros Finger.

She can't just poke herself and then pinch the hand that pokes herself, can she?

As she was pondering, An Qingwan suddenly heard a noise coming from afar.

"What are you doing standing here so suspiciously? Are you trying to peep at Miss An while she's taking a bath?"

Jin Xueyi spoke first.

"Nonsense! What are you thinking about all day? You're always secretly commenting that my feet are a treasure, and you're saying you were peeping at An Qingwan taking a bath."

It was Lan Xiaogu who answered.

Then came the sound of a sword being drawn; An Qingwan guessed it was Jin Xueyi cautiously drawing her sword.

"I'm talking nonsense? You're clearly looking towards Miss An's bedroom!"

"I'm waiting for An Qingwan to fall asleep."

"And then you have to commit adultery and be impotent?"

"I just wanted to wait until she fell asleep, then go in and see what was under the cloth covering her face."

Upon hearing this, Jin Xueyi's initially intense tone softened slightly.

"really?"

"really."

"Aren't you afraid of being caught by Miss An?"

"That's why I'm waiting until she's asleep before going in. I don't believe she can hear anything while she's asleep. What, are you tempted too?"

Jin Xueyi fell silent for a moment.

A woman shrouded in mystery, with eyes that seem to hold a secret, making it hard not to want to find out more.

An Qingwan's lips twitched.

Jin Xueyi and Lan Xiaogu were talking outside the courtyard, quite a distance from where she was.

But those two never imagined she could hear much further.

Within a hundred feet, even falling petals and leaves could not escape her ears. To her, the two people's quiet conversation was no different from their loud conspiracy.

Her eyes are actually nothing special.

She hadn't practiced the Sharingan, which allows her to change her pupils into a hundred or eighty different shapes, and the scars she had were long gone thanks to the Mingyu Gong.

All that remains now is the beauty mark under the corner of her right eye.

"How long will it take?" Jin Xueyi's voice came through.

Lan Xiaogu said, "The light is off. Wait another quarter of an hour, and it will be about time."

Jin Xueyi stopped talking and just stood there.

After a long while, the lights in An Qingwan's room were finally turned off.

Jin Xueyi swallowed hard, feeling her palms were sweaty.

"us……"

"On this long night, are you two perhaps enjoying the flowers here?"

Jin Xueyi had just opened her mouth when a voice suddenly came from behind her.

She and Lan Xiaogu turned around abruptly, and their pupils contracted when they saw who it was.

An Qingwan? When did you arrive?

Jin Xueyi answered mechanically, "Yes... we were admiring the flowers."

Appreciating a woman who is as beautiful as a flower is also appreciating flowers, and that's not a lie!

Lan Xiaogu should actually be more nervous.

She was secretly observing An Qingwan, but An Qingwan's face remained as calm as ever, and she really didn't know if they had been exposed.

"What are you doing again?" Lan Xiaogu could only ask tentatively.

An Qingwan said, "Find someone."

Lan Xiaogu asked in surprise, "Who?"

An Qingwan said, "A person who has been leaning against the high wall and has been being beaten since just now."

Jin Xueyi and Lan Xiaogu looked completely bewildered.

Unable to understand, they could only follow An Qingwan, and after several ups and downs, they arrived at an alley outside the Su family's outbuilding.

Not far away, a beggar dressed in filth was being pinned to the ground and beaten by another group of beggars.

"roll!"

Lan Xiaogu stepped forward and shouted angrily.

The beggar who had hit the man turned around and couldn't help but laugh after seeing Lan Xiaogu's face.

"You little vixen, running around in the middle of the night instead of sleeping..."

Whoosh!

A throwing knife suddenly shot out.

The beggar only saw a flash of cold light, and his hair fell down in a rustling sound. How could he not know that he had met a tough opponent?

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving right now!"

The beggars fled quickly, leaving only the one who had been beaten lying on the ground.

An Qingwan walked up to him: "You've been here for the past few days."

The beggar said, "One and a half days."

An Qingwan said, "You've come to kill me?"

what?

Jin Xueyi and Lan Xiaogu immediately gripped their weapons, watching the beggar on the ground warily.

The beggar shook his head: "I'm not here to kill you."

An Qingwan said, "Then why have you been following me? At first I thought you wanted to beg for money, but you didn't. You've been standing outside the Su residence the whole time. That's not how a beggar should behave."

The beggar said, "I've come to ask you for help."

An Qingwan asked, "Beg me?"

The beggar said, "Please help me get revenge."

An Qingwan asked, "Who are you?"

The beggar lifted his hair, revealing a face covered in ugly pockmarks: "Ning Buyi, the second son of Ning Chengkong, the leader of the Taiqing Dao."

As he finished speaking, Jin Xueyi had already drawn her sword. She demanded sharply, "How did you know we were here?"

Ning Buyi said, "I don't know. I just had nowhere else to go, so I decided to take a gamble. I waited here, and I was very lucky to have you here."

An Qingwan nodded and said, "You and I are enemies, yet you come to beg me."

Ning Buyi said, "I have never agreed with what my father and my elder brother did. They deserve their current fate."

“But my father is still my father. He is dead, and I must avenge him. But the one who killed him was the Prince of Pingnan. I can’t do anything to him, so I can only come to you. In the whole world, only you can help me get revenge.”

An Qingwan was slightly surprised: "You have a lot of confidence in me?"

Ning Buyi said, "You must not be afraid of him. If you were, you wouldn't have killed my elder brother at the Nanlu Dao Temple. My elder brother would definitely have revealed the relationship between Taiqing Dao and the Prince of Pingnan."

"You're very smart, why do you think I would help you?"

"Because I can help you."

"Oh?"

"You are in danger now."

"How to say."

"You've been targeted by a terrifying woman."

"Who?"

Ning Buyi slowly uttered that name.

"Sikong Tingxue".

An Qingwan nodded; this was the second time she had heard this name.

PS: Thank you to the other shore flowers and the frost moon shadow for the donations.

Twenty-eight is the proudest and most insecure age.

An Qingwan first heard the name Sikong Tingxue from Su Zheqiu.

This is a very martial arts-themed name.

In fact, Su Zheqiu mentioned this name twice.

The first time was when she exposed Su Zheqiu's pretense, and Su Zheqiu said she was more terrifying than Sikong Tingxue.

The second time was when Su Zheqiu was dying and indulging in a dream about the past. He said that he finally made up his mind to seize the "Qimen Bafang Dao" partly because he was provoked by Sikong Tingxue.

Sikong Tingxue is a contemporary successor of the Yin-Yang School.

The Yin-Yang Sect is one of the four major sects of the Demonic Path.

This is a sect that has been secretly passed down for hundreds of years. Over the centuries, it has ventured into the Central Plains many times, attempting to stir up the world's situation, but in the end, it always returned empty-handed.

"You know Sikong Tingxue very well?"

An Qingwan inquired about the disheveled Ning Buyi.

Ning Buyi tilted his head slightly: "She is the most special person I have ever met."

"Oh?"

These words piqued the curiosity of An Qingwan and the other two.

"How special?"

Ning Buyi said with a sigh, "She is a contradiction. She is as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, but she is also so ugly that it makes people nauseous. She is a blazing fire, but she is also a piece of ice hidden in a deep valley. She is the proudest person in the world, but she is also the most insecure person in the world."

Lan Xiaogu was completely bewildered by these words.

"I'm not well-educated, are you trying to fool me? Is this really the same person you're talking about?"

Ning Buyi smiled bitterly and said, "She is indeed not human, nor is she a god. She is a ghost, a ghost that inspires fear."

An Qingwan said, "If you become a storyteller, you will definitely become a good storyteller. I am indeed very interested in Sikong Tingxue now. But these words alone are not enough for me to help you."

Ning Buyi said, "I know, of course I know, so I will not only tell you what kind of person she is, but also what she wants to do."

An Qing listened quietly that evening.

Ning Buyi explained in detail: "Sikong Tingxue is a cripple."