I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

She didn't rush to speak, but bowed to them before she said softly, "To be honest, I'm having a falling out with my stepmother. Could you please lend me a hand?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kangping knew that the internal struggle within the Qianshang Alliance had reached a white-hot stage.

Huang Tingfang's faction will probably continue to resist stubbornly.

Although there is evidence proving that Huang Tingfang murdered the leader, the interests of many people are tied to her. If they are pushed into a corner, they may do something unexpected.

however.

"Please forgive my refusal." Zhao Kangping said.

"This is an internal matter of your Thousand Merchants Alliance. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate for us to interfere."

Zhao Kangping and his men belong to the forces of cultivators, while the members of the Qianshang Alliance include a large number of mortals, so they tend to favor secular forces.

Monks generally do not interfere in the affairs of mortals.

But things are not absolute.

If you really want to control something, you can always find a reason.

But Zhao Kangping had a lot of troubles of his own, so he had no time to care about Miss Qin's affairs.

In fact, Qin Lingxuan also thought that he would refuse, but she would not give up easily.

But Zhao Kangping's attitude was firm. He continued, "We originally came to Fuxian City just to make more friends in the business community. But since it involves your factional struggle, it's really not convenient for outsiders like us to intervene."

"Actually, Miss Qin has a very good chance of winning now. You're just afraid that woman wants to fight to the death."

"I have another way, maybe I can help you."

"Sir, please speak." Miss Qin changed her address.

"You don't actually need our help to bring down Madam Huang. I've seen that Alliance Leader Qin who appeared at the party is also a puppet."

After these words were spoken, Qin Lingxuan's expression became subtle: "Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"I guess your father's condition has not improved at all. He is probably still the same." Zhao Kangping said.

He remembered that in the novel, Qin Lingxuan had great attainments in the art of puppetry, and the simulated puppets she made were very lifelike.

"How did you find out, sir?" Qin Lingxuan gave up quibbling. She was very curious about why the puppet she made had never been discovered by anyone, but it didn't work on him.

Zhao Kangping said, "He just looks so healthy. He doesn't look like someone who's just recovered from a serious illness. I think Mr. Qin was poisoned. There was no cure for him. I think it's not right that he can recover so quickly."

"But what really makes me sure he's a puppet is that Miss Qin always has one hand hidden in her sleeve. You're controlling the puppet, right?"

Many lower-level puppeteers still need to use spiritual power threads to control their puppets.

Of course, as the study of puppets becomes more in-depth, puppeteers will also come into contact with the techniques of controlling puppets with thoughts, or directly create puppets that can act autonomously.

Then Zhao Kangping took out a book from his storage ring: "This is a book about puppets. If you can study it carefully, you will definitely be able to reach a higher level in the field of puppetry."

This book was one of the books he found in Fang Quan's secret base in that hidden small space during the Holy Land Trial.

Zhao Kangping knew nothing about puppets, but this book was of great use to Miss Qin.

In fact, the reason why Qin Lingxuan was able to create a puppet imitating Grandpa Qin so quickly was not only because of her superb skills, but also because she had a secret puppet production workshop.

She has many female assistants who are also skilled in puppet making.

With the concerted efforts of these homegirl puppeteers, she was able to create many high-quality puppets in such a short period of time.

After Qin Lingxuan took the book, she flipped through it roughly and was able to see the exquisiteness of the book.

The knowledge about puppets recorded in it opened her eyes, and even provided answers to many difficult problems she had encountered.

Her hands trembled as she tightly grasped this treasure, which was like a peerless secret book to her.

Because the content had an indescribable attraction to her, she even forgot that there were other people in front of her and read it with relish.

It wasn't until Zhao Kangping cleared his throat that she came back to her senses.

When she looked at Zhao Kangping again, her eyes sparkled as she said, "Sir, you truly have given me a new life."

Zhao Kangping didn't know puppetry, and he couldn't understand the contents of the book, but he could understand the woman's excitement at the moment.

"Sir, your kindness in giving me this book is far greater than saving my father and protecting my safety at the dinner party." Qin Lingxuan's brows relaxed.

Wow, she turns out to be a very filial daughter. Her father is not as important as a book.

"How about this, I can give you something in return. As long as you ask me, I will do my best to get it for you." Qin Lingxuan put the book into her storage ring.

If it were Luo Xueqing, she would probably work for nothing and refuse the other party's kindness.

But Zhao Kangping thought about it and realized that some things were really hard to get, but he might be able to try his luck here.

"I want a musical instrument suitable for a Taoist monk. It would be best if it has more functions, can be used for killing and also for auxiliary purposes. It would also be best if the music it plays is pleasant."

He suddenly remembered that he had broken Junior Sister Bai's guqin and had not yet compensated her.

Even though my senior sister said it wasn't necessary, it wasn't really possible.

Luo Xueqing, who was standing by, immediately understood what he was thinking, but she didn't interrupt and just watched quietly from the side.

There are not many people who practice music in the world, and there are few corresponding magic tools.

But it was really a piece of cake for Qin Lingxuan, who would control the huge business empire of Qianshang Alliance in the future, to mobilize her connections to find him.

In Qin Lingxuan's opinion, this was not even an exorbitant request.

She had been worried that the other party's price was too high and she couldn't afford it, but now she felt relieved.

"Okay, I will definitely pay attention to this matter for you, sir." The woman said with a smile.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then Zhao Kangping made an excuse to leave.

Miss Qin did not try to keep them and politely saw them off.

After the two left, she walked to a corner of the study, turned a candlestick, and a door to a secret room slowly opened.

After a day, Zhao Kangping and the others felt a little tired.

On this day, they rescued Qin Xiangyang, competed with Lan Ruoyu for the Qingni Sword, and fought with two demon cultivators in the evening.

"Xueqing, have you studied the scabbard of your Qingni Sword?" Zhao Kangping and his disciple walked into a room.

"Not yet." Time was too tight. Luo Xueqing was called away by Qin Lingxuan not long after she came back from Luoyue Lake. She only had some free time until now.

She took advantage of the moment when no one was disturbing her and took out the scabbard from the storage ring.

"Wait!" Zhao Kangping shouted, but found it was too late.

The scabbard shone brightly, illuminating the room. The scabbard emanated a powerful force that gave both men goosebumps.

However, the smell leaking from the scabbard also dissipated outside the house.

Zhao Kangping was quick-witted and quick-handed, and immediately set up a small isolation formation to block the leakage of the aura here.

If too much of the scabbard's aura leaks out, it will undoubtedly announce to everyone in the city that a treasure has been born here.

His memories of the scabbard gradually emerged.

In fact, in a sense, the use of this scabbard is greater than the Qingni Sword itself.

In that novel, the protagonist Luo Xueqing obtained the scabbard later than the Qingni Sword. It was when she passed by Fuxian City and met the Ye family by chance that a small side story happened. In the end, the Ye family gave the scabbard to her.

However, Luo Xueqing obtained the scabbard only later in the story, and she did not actually fully utilize its function before the story came to an end.

But if this item had fallen into Xueqing's hands earlier, the development of this world would definitely have gone in a completely different direction.

"Put the Feixue Sword into its scabbard and try it."

"But the Feixue Sword is shorter and thinner than the Qingni Sword. Wouldn't the scabbard be too big?"

"You try it first."

"okay."

Luo Xueqing obediently summoned the Feixue Sword and inserted it into the scabbard.

It was just as she said, the scabbard was too big for the Feixue Sword.

However, she also noticed that the scabbard seemed to be nourishing the Feixue Sword.

The longer the Feixue Sword is inserted into the scabbard, the more it will be nourished by the scabbard and the slower it will grow.

"I feel that the Feixue Sword has the potential to grow after it has this scabbard." The Feixue Sword is the spiritual sword that Luo Xueqing has used for the longest time so far, and she has long had feelings for it.

Unexpectedly, this time when she came out, not only was the sword's grade upgraded by her master, but she also got the scabbard. She was really overjoyed.

"There is another point. In fact, the small space we entered before was not owned by the Qingni Sword, but by this scabbard. In the future, you will be able to enter and exit that space by yourself." Zhao Kangping added.

Luo Xueqing was a little confused: "That space? But the concentration of spiritual energy there is so low, what's the point of going in? Uh, is it for taking shelter in times of danger?"

Zhao Kangping just smiled and didn't answer.

He had no intention of boasting about his foresight, so he decided to let her discover it herself.

The small space inside the scabbard has the potential to grow and is rich in functions. If it can be well developed, the scabbard will definitely be more helpful to his disciple than the Qingni Sword.

Luo Xueqing played with the scabbard for a while, but didn't find anything special about it, so she simply put it back into the storage ring.

Then she walked to the door, released her spiritual sense, and after making sure that there was no one else, she returned to Zhao Kangping with some joy and hugged him: "Bai Yi is not here, Master, I want him."

She had originally thought that this time when she went out with her master, she would be able to receive more of his favor, but in the end, she didn't receive even a single one.

Now that I finally have some free time, I can't waste such precious time.

It would be fine if he didn't mention this, but when he mentioned it, Zhao Kangping's face turned ugly.

He found that he had recently encountered many of the unspeakable difficulties that middle-aged men would encounter.

But it was so strange, there was no sign of it, it just happened suddenly. He couldn't even muster any interest, it was like he had become idle and had become normal.

If I remember correctly, the last time I came here, I met an assassin from the Shadow Pavilion on the way and made a wish for Xue Qing to defeat him.

Only at this moment did he realize that the gap between Xue Qing's strength and that of the assassin was quite large, and her desire to win might indeed require some price to be paid.

Is the price...

Well, it better not be what he thinks.

"Not today. I don't feel in good shape today." Zhao Kangping declined.

However, Luo Xueqing couldn't help it anymore, and she pushed him down on the bed.

I was shocked that she was so proactive.

I misjudged you. Turns out you're a little slut.

……

The night is getting dark.

In a forest outside Fuxian City, Wan Baiyi was sitting on a tree, swinging her feet.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, making her shiver involuntarily.

Just behind her, a graceful and elegant woman appeared.

The person who came also had white hair and looked very similar to Wan Baiyi, but he was more mature.

Compared to the slender Wan Baiyi, Shangguan Xueyi is more mature and plump. The curves of her delicate body wrapped tightly in the black skirt are clearly visible. The size of her chest is much larger than that of the white-haired girl, and her full and round buttocks form an attractive curve.

This mature witch has an extremely beautiful face and is considered one of the most beautiful women even in the world of magic.

But no demon cultivator dared to covet her beauty, because the lessons of the past had all turned to dust.

"Why are you here?" Wan Baiyi asked in confusion.

"The ruins have been discovered, and it's time for our Xuanyin Sect to take action. I have some arrangements. Also, how is your progress now, and how do he feel about you?"

"There has been... no progress yet. I don't think he treats me as a woman." Wan Baiyi was a little discouraged.

Shangguan Xueyi was very disappointed. She even felt that Mingluan’s idea was completely bullshit.

Wan Baiyi said timidly, "Um, do you really want to kill him? I think he's a good guy."

"How come you were bribed by him?" Shangguan Xueyi's eyes turned unfriendly.

It was just a clone, but it started to act on its own. She could destroy it with ease.

"No, no, I just don't understand why you insist on him dying?" Wan Baiyi expressed the question that had puzzled her for a long time.

Unfortunately, the demonic cult leader gave her a warning look in response: "You'd better not ruin my plans. But it doesn't hurt to tell you, he's already filthy. To me, he's just a tool for my cultivation. Only when he dies can my cultivation be complete."