Xiao Zhao leaped to the ground, his furry body stretching out into arms and legs.
In a moment, he had grown into a small boy.
Xiao Zhao quickly grabbed a bundle and tidied up the scattered bottles and jars in the room. "This cannot be delayed. Clearing my name is important. Let's leave quickly!"
Seeing Xiao Zhao start packing, Old Man Xu also hurried to tidy up.
He was still counting on being accepted as a disciple, and this girl could not be in any trouble.
After a simple tidy-up, Feng Ninghe followed everyone out.
"Eldest Miss, the carriage is ready."
Chi Xia hurried over and quickly reported, "Eldest Miss, it's getting dark, and traveling at night is dangerous. Why don't we leave tomorrow morning?"
Feng Ninghe looked up at the sky.
The night sky was dotted with stars, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky.
She lowered her gaze, dismissively saying, "It's fine. Some matters need to be dealt with as soon as possible."
Chi Xia shifted her steps. "Eldest Miss, why don't you let me accompany you? We might be able to look out for each other on the way."
Feng Ninghe waved her hand, a gentle smile appearing on her beautiful face. "You take good care of Shi Wan. I'm just going out to handle some business and will be back soon."
Chi Xia nodded heavily in agreement.
Taking care of Shi Wan was not a problem.
Soon, the carriage set off.
Moonlight shone freely inside the carriage.
Xiao Zhao transformed into his beast form, his round body sprawled comfortably on the cushion.
The carriage was not too large or too small, and it was more comfortable for him to be in his beast form.
Feng Ninghe sat cross-legged, inhaling and exhaling, her spiritual energy rapidly circulating within her.
Sensing the change in the spiritual energy around her, Old Man Xu's eyes lit up.
This power... this is the Nascent Soul stage!
The fusion of the two spiritual energies also restored Feng Ninghe's cultivation to its peak.
Old Man Xu could not hide the fervor in his eyes, his gaze fixed on her.
This was a truly gifted young woman.
As for Feng Qingcheng, she couldn't even compare to Feng Ninghe's little finger!
With her current cultivation level, even if the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect came in person, Feng Ninghe, even if she couldn't win, could still escape.
A hint of determination appeared on Old Man Xu's face. He was determined to find a way to get Feng Ninghe to accept him!
To be able to find such a powerful master would be an incredible stroke of luck.
The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
Several figures stopped in front of the mansion.
Di Yang looked up at the plaque in front of him, his expression slightly cold. "That woman is here now?"
This was not his first time entering the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
The last time he came, it was to recruit Feng Ninghe, only to have Feng Ninghe turn around and kill his precious son!
If he had known this would happen, he should have taken Feng Ninghe's life with a single sword back then!
Feng Qingcheng concealed the schadenfreude in her eyes and nodded as if it were a matter of fact. "Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, she is in the mansion now."
Bang!
The mansion gate was blasted open by a powerful surge of spiritual energy.
It startled two guards who were snoring on duty.
Di Yang clutched the spirit tablet in his arms and strode into the mansion.
"Second Miss, this is..."
A sharp-eyed guard spotted Feng Qingcheng and approached her, whispering.
Feng Qingcheng glanced at the guard, her expression tinged with arrogance. "Notify the clan elders. The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect and my master, Tang Zun, are here."
Upon hearing that people from the Immortal Sect had arrived, the guard was so terrified that he ran off without a second word.
The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect had arrived, and he dared not be negligent.
"Where is that woman?"
Di Yang lowered his gaze to the spirit tablet in his arms and slowly uttered a few words.
What concerned him most was Feng Ninghe's whereabouts.
Feng Qingcheng politely led the way. "Please follow me, Sect Master. I will take you there."
The arrival of the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect instantly caused a stir.
The four elders of the Feng family were uneasy. They gathered together.
The Second Elder's eyes darted around. After a moment of thought, he said nervously, "The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect has actually come to the Feng Mansion. Could it be to settle a score?"
Everyone knew about the matter between Di Wenbin and Feng Ninghe.
Feng Ninghe had long offended the only son of the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect.
The First Elder's eyes were stern, and he turned his gaze to the guard who had come to report. "In which direction did the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect go?"
The guard replied without hesitation, "Shi Wan."
Upon hearing the two words, the Fourth Elder began to pace anxiously. "No matter what, Di Wenbin is the Sect Master's only son. We cannot offend him rashly. Eldest Miss is too young. Now, the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect has come to demand an explanation. If it implicates our Feng family..."
The First Elder was not as anxious as the other elders. His face also showed some worry. "Let's go. Let's quickly go to Shi Wan to see what's happening."
Although Feng Ninghe did not show Di Wenbin any respect, every action she took had its reasons.
The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect had arrived, and no one dared to be negligent.
Upon hearing this, Madam Zhang and Feng Guangyao were overjoyed.
Madam Zhang's face was full of smiles. She quickly put on her outer robe. "There's a good show to watch this time. I'd like to see what other tricks this little slut has. The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect is here, and even Immortal Xu will have to be polite!"
Feng Guangyao's eyes flickered, and a calculating look appeared on his face. His voice deepened slightly. "Perhaps I can take the position of family head today!"
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Madam Zhang's smile vanished instantly. "But this little slut also has King Yama behind her."
What concerned her the most was Si Jianye.
Feng Guangyao sneered dismissively, his eyes filled with fearlessness and extreme arrogance as he tilted his head up, a hint of coldness appearing in his pupils. "So what? Far water cannot quench near thirst. With a flick of the Sect Master's finger, Feng Ninghe will die, and even if King Yama wants to save her, it will be too late."
He did not believe that this King Yama would truly protect Feng Ninghe.
How could someone as high and mighty as the ruler of Xiyou Continent look down on a lowly person like Feng Ninghe?
King Yama must have been acting on a whim, blinded and unable to distinguish right from wrong.
Madam Zhang found his words reasonable, and a smile returned to her face. She walked out excitedly. "Let's go, let's go and see how this slut meets her doom!"
Shi Wan.
Several figures stopped at the courtyard entrance.
Di Yang, holding the spirit tablet, entered Shi Wan, and a powerful spiritual energy emanated from him.
A strong wind swept through the courtyard, and fallen leaves rustled wildly.
The servants in Shi Wan were all awakened.
A powerful pressure descended, and the maids' knees buckled. None of them could stand upright, and they lay sprawled on the ground in disarray.
Di Yang withdrew his spiritual energy and walked towards the maids.
"Where is Feng Ninghe?"
His deep, cold voice seemed to be suppressing his anger.
The moonlight illuminated the spirit tablet in Di Yang's arms, making him and the tablet look exceptionally eerie.
The maids were already terrified and bewildered by the powerful spiritual energy, standing frozen in panic.
Feng Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and came to Di Yang's side. "The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect is asking a question, are you all deaf? What are you standing around for!"