NFBE Chapter 171 Searching for Xia Mengchu
Chapter 171 Searching for Xia Mengchu
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Before Qiao Qingzi could react, Xie Wanxun grabbed her forehead, and golden light emanated from his hand, continuously transmitting the Hundred Herbs Technique into Qiao Qingzi's mind.
Half an hour later, the transmission of the cultivation technique was completed, and Qiao Qingzi fainted due to the excessive amount of memories being transmitted to her mind.
Xie Wanxun placed Qiao Qingzi on a chair, then she stood up and swallowed a pill. Her previously pale complexion regained its rosy hue, and the red lines on her skin quickly disappeared.
The whole thing—being poisoned by demons—was all a staged performance by Xie Wanxun to awaken Qiao Qingzi's talent as the chosen one. However, even if Qiao Qingzi didn't awaken her talent, Xie Wanxun would eliminate her and then pass on the cultivation technique to Lin Xi. After all, there are only a few candidates for the chosen one; by eliminating unsuitable candidates, the true chosen one could be found.
She began to absorb the spiritual energy gathered around her due to the transmission of her cultivation technique.
After absorbing the energy, Xie Wanxun took out a teleportation talisman and teleported directly to the Nine Cauldrons Division.
Xie Wanxun stretched her body wearily. She hadn't closed her eyes for more than half a month, either cultivating or running around, all to achieve her goal.
Two guards stood at the entrance of the Nine Cauldrons Bureau. Upon seeing Xie Wanxun, they became alert and took out their magical artifacts to prevent her from entering.
Xie Wanxun took out a sleeping talisman and flung it to both sides, where it flew directly onto the heads of the two guards. The guards collapsed to the ground with a "thud" and fell asleep immediately.
Xie Wanxun walked into the Nine Cauldrons Division openly and honestly. When she encountered any disciples along the way, she would throw out sleeping or immobilizing talismans, giving no one a chance to resist.
Soon, Xie Wanxun arrived at Xia Mengqi's residence with ease, only to find it empty.
Xia Mengqi is not here.
Xie Wanxun closed her eyes, sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy. When she opened her eyes again, she used a teleportation talisman to teleport directly to the summit of Nine Cauldrons Peak, where the Nine Cauldrons Palace stood before her.
Xie Wanxun kicked open the door of the Nine Cauldrons Hall, only to see Xia Rujing, the sect leader of the Nine Cauldrons Division, activating the sect's teleportation array, intending to teleport out with her three personal disciples.
"Don't bother. I've set up a barrier around the entire Nine Cauldrons Bureau. None of you can escape. As long as I don't break the barrier, no one will know what happened inside." Xie Wanxun sat in her chair, picked up the tea on the table, and took a leisurely sip.
Good tea! It improved her mood considerably.
As expected, neither teleportation arrays nor teleportation talismans worked for Xia Rujing, and even the communication token lost connection.
Xie Wanxun never fights a battle unprepared. Before entering the sect, she would set up a barrier so that no one could escape or send word or call for reinforcements before she found the chosen one.
"What exactly do you want to do!" Xia Rujing protected her three disciples like a mother hen protecting her chicks.
Xie Wanxun was too lazy to waste words. She flashed in front of Xia Rujing and threw a handful of sleeping pills at her. Everyone fell to the ground.
Xie Wanxun fed the antidote to Xia Mengqi.
Xia Mengqi woke up and looked at Xie Wanxun in horror.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." Xie Wanxun's voice was somewhat seductive. She narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Xia Mengqi, and said, "I have excellent alchemy techniques, and you are the inheritor of those techniques."
Suspicion and fear flashed in Xia Mengqi's eyes. She dared not defy Xie Wanxun and could only lower her head and remain silent.
Xie Wanxun placed her palm directly on Xia Mengqi's forehead, and golden light was transmitted through her palm. Many alchemy methods of the Nine Cauldrons Division appeared in Xia Mengqi's mind.
As the two absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, Xia Mengqi's tense body relaxed, and most of the fear in her heart dissipated.
After absorbing the cultivation technique, Xia Mengqi did not faint. Her eyes were filled with curiosity and inquiry. Why would a demon lord transfer a cultivation technique to her, and why would this technique be so similar to the Nine Cauldrons Division's technique, yet stronger?
Xie Wanxun got up, feeling somewhat tired. Transmitting techniques also consumes the mental energy of the person transmitting them, and Xie Wanxun hadn't rested for a long time, making this fatigue even more intense.
She took out a teleportation talisman, intending to teleport to the next sect. But she felt a sudden tightness in her clothes; someone was tugging at the hem of her garment.
Xie Wanxun turned around and met Xia Mengqi's fearful and pleading eyes. Xia Mengqi was no longer arrogant as before, but instead asked cautiously, "Demon Lord Wangchuan, wait a moment, I have a request."
Xie Wanxun clutched her slightly aching head. The excessive mental exertion had caused her head to ache involuntarily. Rather than forcing herself to go to the next sect, she decided to listen to what this senior disciple of the Nine Cauldrons Division wanted from her, the Demon Lord.
Xia Mengqi's timid gaze fell on Xia Rujing, fearing that her master would find out about her seeking help from the Demon Lord.
Xie Wanxun chuckled softly as she set up a small barrier that included Xia Mengqi and herself.
"Speak, what is it?" Xie Wanxun asked curiously.
"The Demon Lord is incredibly powerful and brave," Xia Mengqi praised Xie Wanxun. She then mustered her courage and voiced her request: "I'm sure the Demon Lord can answer my question. I have an older sister named Xia Mengchu, my own sister. She was captured by the Demon Clan and has been missing for four years. I want to know if my sister is still alive. If she is, where is she now? Is she safe?"
Xia Mengqi asked a series of questions, which annoyed Xie Wanxun. She raised her voice to stop her, saying, "Wait a minute, I'm just the Demon Lord, not an intelligence agent. You can find someone who collects intelligence to find your sister's whereabouts."
Xia Mengqi was startled by Xie Wanxun. She shrank back and said aggrievedly, "I have already asked people in the black market for news about my sister. They contacted the Black Shadow Pavilion, the largest intelligence agency, to track down my sister for me, but my sister's whereabouts are still unknown."
As she spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks.
Xie Wanxun felt that she had heard the name Xia Mengchu somewhere before. When she heard Xia Mengqi mention the black market, Xie Wanxun remembered that Qin Muyang and Xie Wanning had talked about Xia Mengqi before.
In order to find Xia Mengchu, Xia Mengqi has been providing pills to the black market, just to pay the spirit stones that the Shadow Pavilion uses to inquire about information.
Seeing Xia Mengqi crying, Xie Wanxun recalled Xie Wanning's smiling face. She suddenly felt a pang of pity for the girl before her. Both of them were separated from their loved ones; she and Xia Mengqi shared the same sorrow and felt the same pain.
“Of course I don’t know your sister’s whereabouts.” Xie Wanxun’s words softened considerably, and even her tone became much gentler: “But over the years, have you found any news about your sister, even the smallest clue? I will do my best to help you find out the truth.”
"Really? Thank you!"
Xia Mengqi jumped up excitedly and actually hugged Xie Wanxun tightly.
Xie Wanxun stiffened slightly, but did not push Xia Mengqi away.
When Xia Mengqi realized what she was doing, she quickly withdrew from her embrace. She timidly observed Xie Wanxun, but found that the other party was not angry.
"How audacious! I am the Demon Lord who kills without blinking an eye," Xie Wanxun said, feigning indifference.
Xia Mengqi laughed: "You're not as cruel as the rumors say. You didn't kill the sect disciples in the Xuanxiao Secret Realm, but instead teleported them out. Besides, you didn't refuse my request, so you're not that bad."
Xie Wanxun turned her head away, refusing to look at Xia Mengqi.
Although what she did was not necessarily out of kindness, she was not rejected by Xia Mengqi, which made her feel flattered.
"Tell me, do you have any clues about your sister?"
Xia Mengqi's expression turned serious, and her gaze fell on Xia Rujing outside the barrier.
"Actually, I've always suspected that my master and my sister's disappearance are related."