The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

"Anyone who wants to kill me can step forward now."

An Qingwan smiled brightly.

It was so dazzling that it sent chills down one's spine.

The dazzling display plunged the private room into a deathly silence.

Only those outside the private room, unaware of the truth, stormed over in anger.

"Who dares to cause trouble here?"

Lan Xiaogu said coldly, "The Goddess of Xiaoxiang is handling matters here. Those who don't want to die can leave."

In just a moment, the area outside the private room became just as quiet as the area inside.

P.S.: Thank you Night Wind Feather for the knife.

The first update tomorrow might be a little late, as I need to take my mom to the hospital for physiotherapy in the morning.

Eighty-one men, wielding sharp blades, fought their way from Badong to Sichuan. [3k]

A breeze blew in through the half-open window of Chuncao Tower.

A delicate fragrance drifted in, chilling the hearts of everyone in the restaurant.

Just fifteen minutes ago, Chuncaolou was bustling like a vegetable market.

Fifteen minutes later, no one in the building dared to speak, or even breathe heavily.

A beauty as fine as jade, a sword as sharp as a rainbow.

Everyone stared intently at the private room on the second floor whose door had been smashed, at the white figure who stood still like a daffodil, and at the sword that seemed to radiate divine light in the white figure's hand.

Goddess of Xiaoxiang!

It was her!

After three consecutive battles on the shores of Dongting Lake, under the moonlit night in Jiangling, and in the rainy night at Yufu, this name is now familiar to all martial arts practitioners throughout the world.

But it is precisely because it is not unfamiliar that everyone is now surprised.

The Goddess of Xiaoxiang left Jiangling and headed west to challenge Moyu Valley and Huanxi Daoren. Why would she suddenly stop in Ba County?

no one knows.

But soon everyone knew.

An Qingwan pulled the sword from Zhou Tong's neck.

A drop of blood slid down from the tip of the sword.

"Which one of you is Gongsun Ming?" she asked.

In an instant, after several glances, all eyes in the building focused on a middle-aged man in the private room who was dressed in fine clothes, looked to be around thirty years old, and had a gentle and refined appearance like a white jade Buddha.

The middle-aged man's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his knuckles were white from clenching his fists so tightly. He said, word by word, "I am Gongsun Ming."

These words immediately caused an uproar.

"Isn't that Wang the Great Philanthropist? How did he become Gongsun Ming?"

"Surname Gongsun? Could this group be from Moyu Valley?"

In an instant, the crowd that was very close to the private room quickly dispersed, afraid of accidentally getting involved with Moyu Valley.

An Qingwan raised her sword, pointing it at Gongsun Ming, and after a moment said, "You can leave now."

Gongsun Ming suddenly froze: "Can I leave now?"

He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Not only him, but everyone else was also stunned, completely baffled as to what An Qingwan was up to.

An Qingwan said, "Are you going to stay and die with them?"

Gongsun Ming shook his head and said, "I just don't understand. I am also a member of the Moyu Valley."

An Qingwan said, "You are different."

Gongsun Ming asked, "How are they different?"

An Qingwan said, "When everyone in the private room was talking just now, you were the only one who didn't say a word. Moreover, my sword can't detect any evil intentions on you, so I won't kill you."

Gongsun Ming was speechless with astonishment. He bowed deeply to An Qingwan and then quickly left.

No sooner had he left than someone stepped forward.

"Goddess of Xiaoxiang, I didn't say anything while they were discussing it, I also..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sword flash pierced his throat.

An Qingwan said, "Gongsun Hongtu, you have committed countless atrocities, including rape and kidnapping, and have already committed a capital offense. Now you dare to deceive me, which makes your crime even more serious!"

Gongsun Hongtu clutched his throat and knelt on the ground.

Zhou Tong was struck by a sword and died on the spot.

The sword wound he received was not deep enough to take his life immediately.

But blood was already gushing from the wound, and no matter how hard he pressed, he couldn't stop it.

"Help, please help me..."

Of course, no one dared to save him.

He could only watch helplessly as the blood flowed more and more, and finally he was scared to death.

Only after he died did someone from Moyu Valley step forward again.

"Goddess Xiaoxiang, there's no need for you and my Moyu Valley to make things so awkward. We have no deep-seated hatred for each other. Although we had people ambush you, you also killed many of our people, including someone like Vice Valley Master Gongsun Chong. We're even now. Goddess Xiaoxiang, why don't we sit down and talk things over? If you want compensation..."

An Qingwan said calmly, "No need."

The speaker's expression changed slightly: "Goddess of Xiaoxiang, I have already deliberately lowered my stance, yet you are still so aggressive. Isn't that a bit too unreasonable?"

"Haha."

Suddenly someone laughed; it was Lan Xiaogu.

"Human sentiment? If Sister An hadn't suddenly appeared, you would have already sent people to poison the ordinary people of Zhen'an County. You dare to talk about human sentiment?"

The speaker's lips twitched wildly: "An Qingwan, don't you know that it's always good to leave room for maneuver in all things, so that you can meet again someday?"

An Qingwan said, "If I kill you, we won't need to see each other again in the future, and we won't need to leave you any way out."

Boom!

Upon hearing this, a low table in the private room was shattered by the force of the internal energy.

"An Qingwan, do you really think you're invincible?"

An Qingwan said, "I am certainly not invincible, but I am more than enough to deal with you."

"Hmph, that's far from enough!"

The enraged youth burst into laughter.

"Everyone in the building today, you'd better hope that An Qingwan is a kind-hearted person who cares about your lives. Otherwise, if we die, you will all have to pay with your lives. Don't underestimate the hidden weapons and poisons of Moyu Valley!"

The once quiet Chuncao Tower suddenly erupted into chaos.

They came to see the play, but they never imagined that they would get caught up in it themselves.

For a moment, everyone cursed loudly, but it was to no avail.

Now that things have come to this, why would the people of Moyu Valley care about these insults?

An Qingwan said, "Even Gongsun Chong and the fake Huanxi Daoist couldn't use hidden weapons in front of me. Do you think you're better than them?"

The young man continued to laugh, "Of course I am not as good as them, but I secretly poisoned you while you were talking to Gongsun Ming. Without my unique antidote, no one in the world can cure this poison!"

An Qingwan said, "The poison is extremely potent, but are you sure you've really poisoned it?"

"?"

The young man was suddenly startled and quickly went to check.

Only then did he realize that the poison had been switched.

"You...how did you do that?"

He felt an unprecedented chill, a coldness more terrifying than being killed by a sword.

An Qingwan said, "You didn't realize that I've already accomplished much more."

The young man suddenly looked down and discovered a bloody gash on his body, right on his chest.

There was no blood there originally, but because he was so agitated just now, he reopened the wound in his heart, and blood came out.

"When did this happen?"

He opened his mouth, feeling as if the whole world was drifting away from him.

An Qingwan said, "While I was talking to Gongsun Ming."

The words had already been spoken.

The young man had already fallen.

Chuncaolou was in an uproar once again.

People only know that the Goddess of Xiaoxiang's sword is fast, but no one could have imagined that her sword could be this fast.

Is this truly human swordsmanship?

The remaining people from Moyu Valley were terrified.

They frantically checked their necks, wrists, and chests.

An Qingwan said, "Don't worry, you're not dead yet, but if you don't answer my questions, you'll die."

How could the people of Moyu Valley dare to say no again?

They all knelt down.

An Qingwan asked, "Where is the Joyful Taoist hiding?"

Nobody knows the answer to this question.

An Qingwan then asked, "What is the relationship between Daoist Huanxi and your Moyu Valley?"

The people from Moyu Valley answered one after another: "I know, I know. He came for the Great Qi Treasure. The map that Moyu Valley has actually come from him. He said that he couldn't find the treasure by himself, so he wanted to cooperate with Moyu Valley."

"His explanation seems reasonable, but I have never believed it. In my opinion, besides looking for the Great Qi's secret treasure, he came to Moyu Valley because he received benefits from the Zhou family and wants to help the Zhou family compete for the position of Valley Master."

"You're talking nonsense! When did my Zhou family collude with Daoist Huanxi? It was clearly your Gongsun family who secretly contacted Daoist Huanxi. Now that my Moyu Valley has fallen into this situation, it's all your Gongsun family's fault!"

An Qingwan never expected that the Zhou family and the Gongsun family would start arguing right in front of her.

Is this the grudge that has lasted for two hundred years?

She struck nine times with her sword, destroying the dantian of all nine people.

As soon as the sword light faded, Lan Xiaogu immediately stepped forward and forcibly fed the poison to the group.

"This poison is called Seven-Day Death Powder. In the whole world, no one but me can cure it. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourselves. But you only have seven days. If you haven't been cured by the end of the seven days, you will die from the pain of your heart and lungs being pierced and your body being devoured by ten thousand insects."

The people from Moyu Valley turned pale, but dared not refute them at all.

"Six days from now, Sister An and I will personally go to Daxuetang. If you want to live, from now on, run to Daxuetang as fast as you can. Go to Moyu Valley and tell everyone there that if they reveal the whereabouts of the Joyful Taoist, they might still have a chance to live. Otherwise... think carefully about whether the Joyful Taoist or Sister An is more terrifying!"

Lan Xiaogu patted one of them on the shoulder, smiling like a little devil.

"get out!"

She lashed the ground with her whip, and the group from Moyu Valley dared not delay any longer. They rushed out of Chuncao Tower like madmen, not even going home, and hired carriages and boats to head towards Daxuetang.

They only have six days.

They had to be quick.

News of what happened at Chuncao Tower spread very quickly.

The moment An Qingwan and the others left, the news of what had happened here had already spread throughout the entire Sichuan region.