NFBE Chapter 205 The Deputy Pavilion Master of the Black Market
Chapter 205 The Deputy Pavilion Master of the Black Market
In her dream, Xie Wanning's hands were bound tightly by iron chains. She had no Luoze Sword, no spiritual root, no cultivation, let alone the power of the phoenix.
Sunlight shone on her, but the two figures in front of her blocked everything.
Yan Ze and Ye Qianqian were being watched by Xie Wanning. They bowed, seemingly to welcome someone.
The sunlight shone on Xie Wanning again, but she saw the gleaming blade of a sword and the person walking towards her step by step.
The blade drew ever closer, seemingly poised to sever her skin at any moment.
Xie Wanning was afraid, but she knew she couldn't escape. As the sword was raised, Xie Wanning closed her eyes.
"By the way, did I give you permission to lay a hand on that little idiot?"
A majestic voice rang out, blocking the three people.
Everything froze. Xie Wanning no longer felt the threat of death; instead, a warm embrace enveloped her.
"You little fool, come on, no one can hurt you now."
Wake up from dream.
Xie Wanning didn't know who the person in her dream was; her face was already covered in tears.
She needed to find that person, the one who called her "little fool" but shielded her from all harm. For some reason, Xie Wan Ning always felt she had seen her before, and even that her amnesia was related to her.
Xie Wanning got out of bed, put on a neat fairy robe, tied her hair up high with a blue hairband, and unconsciously smiled, looking very spirited.
As soon as the door opened, Jiang Ci was seen standing in the courtyard, while Song Huai'an leaned against the gate.
"Senior Sister, how are you?" Jiang Ci stepped forward and stuffed the pills and herbs in his hand into Xie Wanning's hands, his concerned gaze falling on Xie Wanning.
Song Huai'an stepped forward and handed him a belt, saying, "I should have given you this protective belt sooner. You must wear it well; it can withstand attacks from those below the Nascent Soul stage. Next time you go to the secret realm for training, you should stand with your third junior brother. Your cultivation level is not high yet, so try not to get involved in battles. How are your injuries..., senior sister?"
Song Huai'an lowered his head in shame. He felt that his senior sister's injury was partly his fault. After all, he was the team leader, yet he had failed to protect her, even though he had been so confident before setting off...
"Alright, alright. I'm fine, it's just a minor injury. You don't need to worry so much," Xie Wanning said cheerfully, standing on tiptoe to pat their heads.
"Senior Sister, I'm not a child anymore," Song Huai'an said with dissatisfaction, but bent down slightly.
Jiang Ci stood there, stunned, unable to recover for a long time. It had been so long since his senior sister had patted his head; it felt like a dream.
"Senior Sister, I promise I'll protect you next time. This will never happen again," Song Huai'an promised.
"Me too, I won't let Senior Sister get hurt either," Jiang Ci echoed.
"Alright, I got it. Then it'll be up to you two next time." Xie Wanning chuckled and nodded in satisfaction.
This kind of scene seems to have been gone for a long time, and I really miss it!
Five days later.
Tianji Pavilion.
"Fellow Daoists, welcome to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. The secret realm will open tomorrow, and I invite you all to stay overnight at the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion," said Liu Zetao, the sect leader of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
He was originally the second disciple of Tianji Pavilion. Now that the original sect leader Zhuge Kuang and the third disciple Zhuge Yun have both died, and the fate of the eldest disciple Qin Muyang is unknown, he can only take over as sect leader to take charge of the overall situation.
"Other sects' secret realms can open in time, why is your Heavenly Mystery Pavilion so different?" one of the elders leading the group said with dissatisfaction.
"Elder, please calm down. The secret realm of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion is close to the Heavenly Fate Tower. The Heavenly Fate Tower fluctuates from time to time, which can easily affect the secret realm."
Upon hearing about the Heavenly Fate Tower, the sect leader dared not utter another word. He was afraid that his words might offend someone he shouldn't have, which would mean the end of his cultivation journey.
The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent, and their gazes toward Liu Zetao were filled with a hint of awe.
Few people can communicate with the Heavenly Fate Tower; only the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion and his personal disciples can do so. Currently, only Liu Zetao can communicate with the Heavenly Fate Tower.
Xie Wanning looked at the young Liu Zetao on the stage and nodded affirmatively. Being able to use the Heavenly Fate Tower to intimidate everyone showed he had considerable leadership qualities.
Little did they know, Liu Zetao's gaze lingered on Xie Wanning for a moment.
night.
Everyone fell asleep.
Xie Wanning was groggily awakened. She heard the door open and someone tiptoeing in. Out of a cultivator's instinct, Xie Wanning immediately woke up. She was about to summon the Luo Ze Sword when she saw the person throw something at her, and she was teleported away.
The man left a wooden puppet on the bed, activated a teleportation talisman, and left.
"Guo Futing, how come it's you? Why am I in the black market?" Xie Wanning opened her eyes and saw a familiar face. She asked in confusion.
"Both the Pavilion Master and the Deputy Pavilion Master said that distinguished guests would be arriving today, and asked me to wait here. I didn't expect it to be an old friend. Miss Xie, please!" Guo Futing said respectfully. Qin Muyang had told him about Xie Wanning's identity before, so Guo Futing naturally recognized Xie Wanning.
Xie Wanning immediately grasped the key point. The Pavilion Master? The Deputy Pavilion Master? Who are they?
"Vice Pavilion Master, are you here to personally welcome our distinguished guest?" Guo Futing looked at the person in black robes and a mask at the door.
Xie Wanning stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
“Thank you, fellow Daoist. Please come with me. I am the one who brought you to the black market. I have important matters to discuss with you,” the man in black robes said, handing over a black mask.
Xie Wanning nodded and followed behind the man in black robes. She whispered, "Okay, I believe you, Sect Leader Liu."
Liu Zetao paused slightly, then asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Xie, how did you know my identity?"
"Being able to freely enter and exit guest rooms, you must be a high-ranking member of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. And the person Qin Muyang knows is the low-profile deputy pavilion master of the black market. It must be you, Sect Leader Liu."
"So sure?"
"I am very clear about Qin Muyang's criteria for selecting people," Xie Wanning replied with a somewhat somber tone.
Liu Zetao chuckled and said, "As expected of my sister-in-law, she recognized me right away."
Xie Wanning blushed and lowered her head in silence when she was called "sister-in-law".
"I'm sorry, it's my fault that Qin Muyang fell into the Sea of Chaos." Xie Wanning finally said these words, but her heart was heavy.
There was a long silence between them.
Finally, Liu Zetao said with a hint of sadness, "My elder brother will not make a decision he will regret. He will always choose the right thing. Fellow Daoist Xie, my elder brother would never want to see you sad. This is the letter he left for you."
Liu Zetao handed over a letter.
Xie Wanning opened it, only to find that it wasn't Qin Muyang's handwriting.
The handwriting was very elegant, and the letter contained a few words of concern written in a flowing style. However, at the end of the letter, there were only two words: "Kill me," and it was signed "Sister."
Xie Wanning was stunned, her hand holding the letter trembling slightly.
She now knew the identity of the person in her dream—it was her sister.
But why did her sister demand that she be killed?
Before the two arrived at the Pavilion Master's room, Liu Zetao opened the door.
"Come, the Pavilion Master wishes to see you."