The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

The Taoist priest who feigned joy said, "He's simply not human."

"Really?" An Qingwan's smile widened. "I've been chatting with you for so long, now can you tell me the answer to the question I most want to know?"

The Fake Joyful Taoist shook his head: "You wouldn't know, because even I don't know where he is. He is a wisp of dust, and you can only see him when he wants to show himself."

An Qingwan sighed regretfully: "What a pity. Then answer me one more question: what were you doing at the Prince of Pingnan's residence?"

The Taoist priest feigning joy said, "I sought out the Prince of Pingnan because..."

He didn't say why.

He deliberately slowed down his speech and drew out his tone.

The moment the word "了" was uttered, a strangely shaped box slid out from his left sleeve.

He hadn't intended to say it.

However, he really couldn't say anything more after that.

Because in the instant he flicked his wrist, An Qingwan's sword had already swept across his body like a thunder god in a fit of rage.

Fine bloodstains appeared on his arms, his feet, and even his chest and abdomen.

Only then did Lan Xiaogu's voice remind them.

"Watch out, that's the second-ranked hidden weapon in the world, 'Sand-Spraying Shadow'!"

An Qingwan looked indifferently at the fake Happy Taoist in front of her: "Who gave you the courage to think you can fool me?"

"The only thing I know is that I cannot betray the person who gave me wealth."

The fake-joyful Taoist forced an ugly smile onto his face.

And then, there was no more.

He is dead.

His body was torn to pieces.

His blood flowed from the wound, resembling a vibrant red spider lily in full bloom under the bright moonlight.

His death was chilling.

But his death also possessed an eerie beauty, because standing beside him was An Qingwan, who seemed as light and airy as white mist.

An Qingwan prepared to sheath her sword.

She never sheathed her sword.

She discovered that the four flower servants had gone mad.

In her view, they shouldn't have gone mad, but they went mad because of the death of the fake joyful Taoist.

They abandoned everyone around them, using the illusionary path to form a four-person sword formation and charged towards her.

So An Qingwan swung her sword again.

The sword light flew out diagonally.

The sky was filled with crisscrossing sword lights, which disappeared after four clangs.

Looking up, there was still only moonlight and starlight in the sky, but on the ground there were three more corpses and four broken swords.

"Why?" An Qingwan asked.

The only remaining flower slave smiled bitterly and said, "He is not a good person. He kills innocent people indiscriminately. He is greedy and lustful, but he is extremely good to us sisters. He saved us and raised us. No matter what he does, we can't blame him."

An Qingwan said, "I should have thought of that too. How could a smart man like him keep someone he doesn't trust by his side?"

She drew her sword and plunged it into Hua Nu's chest.

Tears were already streaming down Hua Nu's face.

"Thank you. He should have died long ago. It's not necessarily a bad thing that he died at your hands. And thank you for being with us, allowing us to leave with him."

She slid down, like a flower withering away.

The venue fell silent again.

This outcome was unexpected by everyone.

"I never expected this, I never expected this..."

Hu Bugui walked over, sighing deeply.

Lan Xiaogu also came over and picked up the hidden weapon containing sand from the ground.

"Hidden Sand Shot" is a hidden weapon designed by Zhou Lingyue, the first master of Moyu Valley in Sichuan, who devoted his life to its creation. It is said that even a child with no strength could easily kill a famous swordsman with this hidden weapon. It was once known as the king of hidden weapons.

"I've heard that Moyu Valley never lends out the 'Hidden Sand Shot' technique, but that fake Happy Taoist has it..."

Listening to Lan Xiaogu's introduction, An Qingwan said, "He must be related to Moyu Valley. Perhaps the real Huanxi Daoist is hiding in Moyu Valley."

Lan Xiaogu nodded and said, "Mm."

Her voice was a shade softer than usual.

Ordinary people can't tell the difference.

But for someone like An Qingwan, who has been dealing with sound for many years after losing her eyesight, she can tell even if a single word sounds different, let alone if the voice becomes softer.

"Miss Lan seems to know so much about innuendo, could it be that she has some connection with the Jade Ink Valley?"

Lan Xiaogu hurriedly said, "I studied poison techniques, so I have some knowledge of using poison and hidden weapons."

An Qingwan then stopped asking questions.

She turned to thank Hu Bugui.

Hu Bugui laughed heartily, "No need for thanks! To witness such a magnificent sword strike is worth it even if it costs me a year of my lifespan, hahaha!"

An Qingwan's eyes trembled slightly.

She sometimes finds it hard to understand "bloodthirsty audiences" like Hu Bugui.

But this may simply be because she is blind. If her eyesight were normal, she might also enjoy watching people fight.

Hu Bugui said, "Now that this matter is settled, Miss An, are you going to Ink Jade Valley to investigate?"

An Qingwan shook her head.

"No rush."

Before coming here, she had already planned what to do next, and even sent Jin Xueyi to Jiangling to scout the location early on.

She was going to Jiangling next, to the Prince of Pingnan's residence.

Having left Zhen'an County, we arrived here.

Throughout the entire journey, which incident ultimately didn't implicate Prince Pingnan?

To cut the weeds, one must remove the roots. This means not only removing the remaining roots and stems of the Ironclad Gang, but also uprooting the towering tree that is the Prince of Pingnan's Mansion!

However, despite the resolution, An Qingwan did not tell Hu Bugui the truth, only saying that she planned to travel around Dongting Lake.

The two exchanged a few words before saying goodbye.

As he boarded the carriage in his white robes and headed towards the nearest ferry, he left behind a trail of dreamlike reflections.

"The Central Plains have sword gods, and the Xiaoxiang region also has sword immortals."

The wind rose over Yunmeng Marsh, carrying the title of Sword Immortal, and stirred up the entire martial arts world.

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Killing An Qingwan would not be difficult for Fifty-Three.

An Qingwan was already quite famous.

Regardless of the scene of a goddess descending to earth that was performed at the Taiqing Taoist Temple in Nanlu County.

It was the battle where he crossed the Xunyang River, defusing the misunderstanding between the Ezhou shipping gang and the Liangjiang gang.

All of this is enough to make her famous.

"Nowadays in Jingchu, the only people more powerful than her are probably a few senior figures like the Iron-Clad Ancestor, right?"

"Give her another five or ten years, and she will definitely become the leader of the martial arts world in Hubei!"

"Fortunately, fortunately! Since the chaos at Wuxiang Palace, the martial arts world of Jingchu has been in decline. Now, finally, a brilliant and talented junior has emerged."

Everyone is amazed.

Everyone is saying that a dazzling new star has risen in the martial arts world of Hubei.

But no one expected that this was not a new star, but a bright moon!

April th.

When the plums are ripe.

The uproar caused by "A sword comes from the west, a celestial being descends from the heavens" reached the ancient city of Jiangling.

In the private rooms of teahouses, the main halls of taverns, and even in gambling dens and brothels, everyone was talking about the same name—

Good evening!

Sword Immortal An Qingwan!

He fought against a hundred men without batting an eye, collecting debts for Mr. Su's family. What kind of chivalrous spirit did that take?

His sword was like a cold star, breaking through seven major sects in the three Xiang and four rivers, and beheading the Iron-Clad Ancestor. What unparalleled courage and strength that was!

Although his eyes were blind, his mind was not. He saw through the schemes of the Iron-Clad Ancestor and the False Joyful Taoist in succession. How insightful he was!

On the shores of Dongting Lake, atop a wooden pagoda, a sword soars into the sky, captivating all onlookers as if they were in a fairyland. What unparalleled elegance that must have been!

On that very day, someone offered five hundred taels of silver just to have a painting of the Flying Immortals of Dongting Lake.

But no one could capture the magnificence of that sword strike in a painting.

Just like no one knows where An Qingwan is right now.

Many people are looking for An Qingwan.

Some people came to see the true face of the Goddess of Xiaoxiang.

Some people are doing this to challenge An Qingwan.

Others are driven by fear.

For the past twenty years, the Prince of Pingnan has had a very smooth life.

Even when his acceptance of large bribes was exposed, the emperor did not punish him; instead, he praised him for his ability to amass wealth.

This smooth sailing gradually fueled his ambition.

How could the emperor not be one?

Ever since the idea came to him, the Prince of Pingnan had been secretly making preparations.

He privately manufactured weapons and armor, and he privately allied with martial arts forces. Although there were occasional setbacks, these minor disturbances had no impact on the behemoth that was the Prince of Pingnan's mansion.

On the contrary, with the political situation in turmoil, two emperors died in succession within five years, and popular uprisings broke out in various parts of the country, he felt more and more that he was not far from achieving his goal.

But he never expected that An Qingwan would appear when he was full of ambition.

Taiqing Road, Caobang.

In just over a month, An Qingwan, that hothead, broke two of his fingers, causing the once imposing behemoth to show signs of leaking.

The Prince of Pingnan was furious.

However, to his surprise, An Qingwan brought him an even bigger "surprise".