The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Until he was twenty, Huanxi Daoren was just a dissolute young man wandering around the capital.

He had neither money nor martial arts skills, nor could he read or write.

Logically speaking, someone like him would most likely die a violent death in gang warfare and then be carelessly abandoned in a mass grave, dying silently.

But perhaps it was his exceptional talent for research, or perhaps it was simply good luck.

In his early twenties, he somehow managed to climb the social ladder and become the Grand Eunuch.

The Grand Eunuch valued him highly, not only entrusting him with important responsibilities but also passing on all his martial arts skills to him.

The Happy Taoist was a martial arts prodigy.

He went to learn martial arts in his early twenties, and in just ten years he surpassed the Grand Eunuch, able to use his fingers as a pen to write and draw on iron and stone.

With such talent and background, Huanxi Daoren should have become a grandmaster, revered by countless people.

But he never took the right path.

When he was a dissolute young man, he worked as a bouncer for gambling dens.

After becoming the successor of the Grand Eunuch, he was again engaged in the clandestine work of secretly sourcing women for the emperor's pleasure.

By serving the emperor, the Taoist priest Huanxi amassed a vast fortune.

However, the good times didn't last long. The emperor died in his thirties, and the new emperor was only an eight-year-old child. As a result, imperial power fell into the wrong hands, and the Grand Eunuch also lost his power.

The Taoist priest Huanxi lingered in the capital for many years before finally leaving with a heavy heart.

……

Sikong Tingxue recalled all the things related to Huanxi Daoren.

Huanxi Daoren left the capital five years ago.

Since then, his whereabouts have been elusive, and even the Yin-Yang Sect has found it difficult to track him down.

Some say he went to the northern desert.

Some say he was killed in retaliation by his enemies.

Sikong Tingxue paid no attention to these rumors; all she cared about was why Huanxi Daoren had pledged allegiance to the Prince of Pingnan.

"If the Prince of Pingnan accepted the Joyful Taoist to use the Joyful Taoist's influence as a check and balance, preventing himself from becoming a puppet of the Yin-Yang Sect, then what is the Joyful Taoist's purpose?"

money?

With the martial arts skills of the Joyful Taoist, he surely has no shortage of them.

woman?

Given Huanxi Daoren's martial arts skills and moral character, why would he need to rely on the Prince of Pingnan if he wanted a woman?

Sikong Tingxue knew that Huanxi Daoren must have ulterior motives, but no matter how clever she was, she could not imagine Huanxi Daoren's scheme out of thin air.

But that doesn't matter. Whatever the Happy Taoist's schemes may be, all we need to do is kill him.

She shouldn't make the move herself, and even if she did, she might not be able to win.

However, she doesn't necessarily have to take action herself. If she can't win, she can just let someone else do it.

Sikong Tingxue composed herself and stepped forward slowly.

The Prince of Pingnan was still angry when he saw her arrive. He exclaimed in surprise, "So Fairy Sikong has returned. It seems things are going very well in Yangxin."

Sikong Tingxue calmly said, "Ning Buyi is dead."

The Prince of Pingnan laughed and said, "He's just a brat. He's dead, so be it. With the help of the Canal Gang, the Taiqing Dao is no longer important."

Sikong Tingxue said, "Your Highness is probably going to be disappointed, the Canal Gang has not pledged allegiance to you."

The Prince of Pingnan was taken aback: "What happened?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "When Xiang Dongnan was voting on whether to pledge allegiance to you on the Eagle Soaring, someone stepped forward and exposed the identities of Ning Buyi, Yan Tianxiang, and others. Then, he even defeated Huo Tongtian, completely disrupting the plan."

The Prince of Pingnan was even more astonished: "Even the Fairy Sikong is no match for her?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "I am not as good as her."

The Prince of Pingnan remained silent for a long time before finally asking, "Who was that person?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "The Goddess of Xiaoxiang, An Qingwan!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this name, the Prince of Pingnan clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails almost pierced his palms.

If there weren't many people standing around, and if he weren't on the street in front of the Prince's Mansion, he would have already smashed the floorboards to pieces.

Anqing Evening.

How could he not be familiar with this name?

The Taiqing Dao was ruined by this woman, and who would have thought that she would ruin things for the Canal Gang today!

The Prince of Pingnan was furious and wished he could tear An Qingwan to pieces.

But amidst his anger, he also grew increasingly wary of An Qingwan.

He had long known that An Qingwan was quite powerful, since even Lu Er, the second-best assassin in the world, had died at An Qingwan's hands. But he never expected that even Sikong Tingxue, the current successor of the Yinji Sect, would admit that he was inferior to An Qingwan.

"Is she really just an ordinary constable with no parents?" Prince Pingnan asked. "Could it be that she actually has another identity and came specifically to find me?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "Her background is very clean."

The Prince of Pingnan said, "Then how could her martial arts be so high? She is blind; even if she wanted to learn, she couldn't."

Sikong Tingxue shook her head and said, "I'm not clear on that."

This is also what puzzled her.

Just as the two were arguing, the Happy Taoist stepped down from the sedan chair.

"It seems the prince has encountered trouble?"

The Prince of Pingnan recounted the recent events.

The Taoist priest, Huanxi, gently swayed his whisk, exuding an ethereal aura. How could someone unfamiliar with him imagine that he had just killed an innocent woman with a single finger not long ago?

He laughed and said, "Even Miss Sikong is not as good as the Goddess of Xiaoxiang?"

The tone he used when he said this was clearly not an expression of admiration for An Qingwan, but rather a veiled criticism of Sikong Tingxue.

How could Sikong Tingxue not understand this meaning?

Normally, she would have retorted with a sarcastic remark, but this time she was there to fish, hence the sigh.

"I am not as good as her."

A sense of loneliness crept onto his face, adding a touch of autumnal desolation to the street where petals were fluttering.

Huanxi Daoren glanced at Sikong Tingxue.

He turned around and said, “Your Highness has treated me with utmost sincerity. I was just wondering how to repay Your Highness. Why not present this Goddess of Xiaoxiang as a gift to Your Highness?”

The Prince of Pingnan hesitated slightly: "This Goddess of Xiaoxiang is quite powerful..."

The Taoist priest interrupted the Prince of Pingnan: "Does Your Highness not believe me?"

The Prince of Pingnan hurriedly said, "Of course not. I just thought that since you have come from afar, it is not appropriate for you to go through so much trouble. How about this, Daoist, I will hold a welcome banquet for you. After the banquet lasts for three days, you can go and cause trouble for that Goddess of Xiaoxiang. I will also take these three days to find out her whereabouts."

The Taoist priest flicked his whisk and said, "Your Highness's consideration is very appropriate. Then we shall do as Your Highness says."

The two smiled at each other.

They were overjoyed, and Sikong Tingxue was even more delighted.

Become!

Sending Huanxi Daoren to fight An Qingwan would allow them to eliminate this uninvited guest through An Qingwan's hands, and also allow Huanxi Daoren to test An Qingwan's true strength.

This is a plan that kills two birds with one stone.

To survive in the underworld, you need to rely on fighting and killing, but also on understanding human relationships and, most importantly, on wisdom!

"An Qingwan, don't disappoint me. If you die at the hands of the Joyful Taoist, I'll make sure you don't find peace even in death!"

That night, Sikong Tingxue sent someone to inquire about An Qingwan's whereabouts, as she wanted to be the first to see An Qingwan.

……

While the Prince of Pingnan was feasting and celebrating, Yangxin and the surrounding area were thrown into a huge uproar.

At daybreak, someone discovered that more than a dozen people were hanging next to the city gate of Yangxin County.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of villains from the martial arts world who were wanted by the government.

The Two Demons of Western Hunan, the Evil Spirit of Lingnan, the White Fan...

These men were notorious in the martial arts world, each with blood on their hands and countless enemies.

Over the years, countless people have tried to kill them, but they remain at large and continue to commit atrocities.

Many people thought they would be spared any retribution, but now they are neatly hung on the city wall, the wounds on their throats telling the world that they have become corpses.

"Who was the righteous person who did this?"

"I heard from the canal gang that it was the work of the Goddess of Xiaoxiang."

"The Goddess of Xiaoxiang? Is she the same Goddess of Xiaoxiang who exposed the true face of Taiqing Dao in Nanlu County?"

"Yes, it's her!"

Some applauded the Goddess of Xiaoxiang, while others harbored resentment.

At this moment, An Qingwan, who was at the center of the discussion, was completely indifferent to it.

More than her growing fame, she cared about the reward she received this time.

The lives of hundreds of desperate criminals she slew brought her dozens of treasure chests.

If she previously knew a little bit about all kinds of martial arts, now she knows two or three points about each.

Two of these martial arts were her favorites.

One of them is a special sword technique called "Palm Sword," which uses the palm as a sword and is invincible.

The other technique is a special breathing method from the Thief King, which allows her to breathe in water as if she were on land.

"It's a pity we failed to capture Sikong Tingxue, otherwise we could have obtained a martial art no less powerful than the [Transplanting Flowers and Jade]."

An Qingwan shook her head regretfully.

She turned to Jin Xueyi and said, "Miss Jin, after we finish our trip to the Liangjiang Gang, we'll go to the Tieyi Gang to find the Tieyi Ancestor."

Jin Xueyi nodded and thanked her quickly.

After another quarter of an hour, Fu Zhiyuan, who was steering the boat, shouted.

"Miss An, the Liangjiang Gang's water stronghold is just ahead!"

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Today's update will be a little late.

Today's update will be a little late. I suddenly had something to take care of, please forgive me.

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Forty-one: Don't ask about the road ahead.

An Qingwan originally had no interest in resolving the feud between the Cao Gang and the Liangjiang Gang.

The reason she made a special trip to the Liangjiang Gang was to prevent the Pingnan Prince's Mansion from failing to gain any benefits from the Cao Gang and then turning to the Liangjiang Gang to try and take advantage of them.

She's now really at odds with the Prince of Pingnan's mansion.

Although she had never met the Prince of Pingnan, the fact that he could associate with forces and people like the Taiqing Dao, the Four Evils, and the Two Devils of Xiangxi suggested that he was no good.

If such a rebellion were to succeed, or even if it were to fail and only temporarily dominate, Zhen'an County would likely be plunged into dire straits.

An Qingwan was a time traveler. She didn't have any special feelings about the Liang Dynasty. She didn't care whether it was barely surviving or collapsing. But Zhen'an County was different.