Kiana Sweating Profusely (Continued)

To achieve this two-birds-with-one-stone strategy, we must first provoke the Medicine King Sect, fan the flames of anger, and simultaneously instill a sense of crisis in them. Only then will those lurking in the shadows actively cooperate with Phantylia, joining forces to make it easier for the Xianzhou to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

Therefore, Fu Xuan's itinerary specifically included a Medicine King Sect that the Cloud Cavalry had already confirmed.

Also, let Qingque wake up.

"It's Fu Xuan from the Divination Department! Damn it, did she figure us out?"

"Hmph! It's still too early to tell who will emerge victorious! If we can kill Fu Xuan, the higher-ups will certainly be generous with the reward. Everyone, our hopes for immortality are within reach!"

"We've got a tough plan, let's all go in together!"

The criminals, whose gathering was interrupted by uninvited guests, took their drugs or had their clothes ripped off, and soon transformed into a group of inhuman and monstrous creatures, laughing maniacally at Fu Xuan and Qingque.

In the critical moment, Fu Xuan calmly stepped back and protected Qingque in front of him.

"Lord Taibu!?"

"Go, kill them."

"Huh? Me?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"

Fu Xuan ruthlessly kicked Qingque in the butt, sending the bewildered Little Sparrow flying to the feet of the aliens.

"Oops!"

Qingque touched her nose, raised her head, and saw nothing but those inhuman legs and feet. A kind, harmless smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Brothers, I just happened to be passing by. Let's be gentlemen and not talk... Hey! We've already said that peace is the most important thing!"

The girl in blue robes tumbled and crawled amidst the attacks of the mutated monsters, screaming and dodging continuously.

To reiterate, Qingque is a genius.

Although she looked disheveled, her eyes scanned her surroundings as she calculated, predicted, and dodged with perfect fluidity, without being touched even a single hem of her clothing. In terms of the accuracy and speed of her divination, apart from Fu Xuan, no one in the entire Divination Department could surpass her.

Then, the genius fortune teller girl produced several Emperor's Jade Tablet from who-knows-where.

"Well--"

Fu Xuan rubbed his forehead.

He calculated so accurately that he could easily and gracefully wreak havoc with any dagger, but instead, this guy pulled out one card after another!

However, ignoring the inexplicable issue of personal preference, the Emperor's Jade Tablet in Qingque's hand is indeed a unique and powerful hidden weapon.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

"Haha, the battle is like a card game; you have to act according to the situation!"

"Bang!!!"

The scene was... well, it's hard to describe.

Fu Xuan closed her eyes, unable to bear the sight. She raised her slender fingers and blasted away a certain Abundance Mara-beasts recklessly charged towards her, while simultaneously casting a spell to conceal her presence. Thus, the monsters, their minds corrupted by the power of abundance, could only attack the lazy and cunning Little Sparrow.

Then, Fu Xuan crossed his arms and leisurely waited for everything to come to an end.

Ten minutes later, Qingque staggered to Fu Xuan, hunched over, and panted, saying:

"Fu Xuan, you are... far too cold-hearted!"

"Where is the coldness? I have treated you this way all these years. Don't spout nonsense with your eyes wide open. Instead, reflect on whether you have put your heart into it."

"Ugh... I'm exhausted. I'm injured. I need to take a sick day..."

"Um?"

Fu Xuan glanced sideways, his killing intent invisible, yet his oppressive aura had already reached Qingque's heart.

Qingque resolutely raised her head and straightened her chest, her breathing regained its steadyness, and said righteously:

"It is my greatest honor to serve Fu Xuan!"

"Not to serve me, but to serve all the people of the Xianzhou, including yourself."

"Yes, yes, yes, the leader's insight is brilliant! Whatever the leader says is correct!"

"You... sigh, when will you ever improve?"

Fu Xuan shook his head and sighed. He couldn't expect a few words of verbal instruction to cure a terminal case of slacking off, so he decided to keep quiet.

The two continued on their way, and ahead lay several more hideouts of criminal gangs. Some were places where the Medicine King Sect, while others were not.

The goal is to create chaos within the Medicine King Sect, but without making them feel that the Xianzhou is targeting them. Apply pressure, but don't let them become overly wary. Those who seek immortality naturally fear death; if they sense something unusual, they might decisively choose to retreat, and the plan would be impossible.

Only someone Fu Xuan, with his Mystic Eye insight into the future, could accurately grasp the degree of this.

"A winning hand on a straight draw! Hey!"

"Why can't I touch it again?"

"It's never too late to win with a good hand, I've got it!"

Qingque didn't feel that these criminals were being targeted, but she felt that she was being targeted by Fu Xuan.

After several such rounds, a weary Qingque looked at her composed leader and said quietly:

"Fu Xuan, I am a diviner, not Cloud Cavalry."

"What's the difference? When facing evildoers, if you have the ability, you should naturally take on the corresponding responsibility."

"Then why don't you take any action?"

"I'm just covering for you and holding your retreat!"

Fu Xuan's lips curled up. She was increasingly interested in teasing this little lazy sparrow, a rare opportunity she had.

Qingque pouted, her dead fish eyes now devoid of any luster, and said:

"My martial arts skills are waning. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll fall before Fu Xuan. Since the journey has been so arduous, why don't I contact a few Cloud Cavalry soldiers to come and help?"

"No need, I've already calculated it, you'll be fine tonight!"

Fu Xuan puffed out his chest confidently, once again blocking Qingque's way of slacking off.

Qingque's eyes twitched, her gaze sweeping lightly over Fu Xuan's slender, white neck. Her hands, itching to grab her, felt an urge—but she ultimately abandoned the suicidal idea, realizing she was simply no match for her. Dejected, she could only continue following her leader to the next battlefield.

'It's true what they say, a higher rank can crush you! I should have taken the day off and not gone to work at the Divination Department. That way, Fu Xuan might have found a different lackey to serve him.'

Under the negative mentality of resisting overtime, especially resisting working overtime all night, Qingque's strategy of relying on calculation to foresee the future did not change, but it also began to become somewhat careless.

Having dealt with yet another Abundance Mara-beasts, Qingque, filled with resentment at not wanting to work overtime and thinking "this isn't my job," turned around dejectedly and walked back to Fu Xuan's side.

"Since things have come to this, then none of you are going to live!"

Thud—

It is unknown what secret technique was used, but the monster that was lying on the ground suddenly roared and set itself and its fallen companions on fire, turning into a ball of eerie blue flames that illuminated the entire street and crashed towards Qingque.

Qingque only had time to turn around before her pupils contracted infinitely.

Fu Xuan remained calm and composed, displaying an expression of having anticipated this. She formed hand seals, already preparing her rescue spell.

Chant—

At the critical moment, before Fu Xuan could even begin his spell, a sharp sound of air being torn apart, like the cry of a sword, reached his ears.

Boom--

A fierce wind swept through, followed by a completely calm atmosphere.

It was as if the fleeting sword energy had cleaved the air in two. Also cleaved apart was the self-destructing ghost fire hurtling towards Qingque.

Qingque plopped down on the ground with a thud, still looking somewhat dazed.

Fu Xuan slowly lowered his hand seal, turned around and looked back at the direction from which the sword energy had come.

'Such superb swordsmanship! It pierced through the wind, extinguishing only the fire, without harming Qingque or anything nearby in the slightest. The divination before departure indicated that Qingque's journey was indeed risky, but with the protection of a benefactor, she would overcome the danger... So this benefactor wasn't me after all?'

Fu Xuan composed himself and saw a graceful figure slowly walking towards him under the moonlight.

His clothes were as black as ink, and his silver hair was whiter than snow.

Her fair, delicate hand gently held a slender, exquisite Golden Hairpin. Her eyes were like stars, her skin was as white as ice and her bones as white as jade. Her ethereal and otherworldly temperament seemed to exist outside the mundane world.

Judging from the movements, it's likely that the stunning sword strike was wielded using this harmless Golden Hairpin.

'A master of swordsmanship!'

Fu Xuan was a discerning person. Although she didn't use a sword, her understanding of swordsmanship far surpassed that of most swordsmen. She could understand the significance of that sword strike, and thus drew her conclusion in an instant.

"Thank you for your help."

"It was just something I did on the spur of the moment. Little Sparrow, it seems that the fortune teller on the street was quite accurate. He said you would run into trouble, and I really did."

Cheng Lingshuang passed by Fu Xuan and went straight behind Qingque, looking down at her with a half-smile.

"Sister Ling Shuang!!"

Qingque jumped up and then shouted as she hugged Cheng Lingshuang's waist.

"Sister Ling Shuang, you saved my life!"

"You people from the Xianzhou have incredibly strong vitality. Even if you were hit head-on, you probably wouldn't die. Besides, didn't this person also prepare a plan? It's hardly a life-saving favor."

"How can you say that? If I really got infected, I'd be disfigured for at least a few days, right? For a girl, her face and skin are her life, so this is a real life-saving favor! I'll treat you to a late-night snack!"

Qingque gratefully took Cheng Lingshuang's hand, rubbing it while frequently glancing in Fu Xuan's direction.

I am genuinely grateful.

But I'm serious about taking this opportunity to end my overtime work.

Fu Xuan: "..."

After staring at the two for a long time, Fu Xuan sighed silently.

"Go."

"Oh dear, I can't accept this. I haven't finished my work yet!"

"We don't need you anymore, go back and rest."

As soon as Fu Xuan finished speaking, he decisively turned and left.

The divination had come true. Most importantly, she only wanted to train Qingque, not make things difficult for her. Having gone through this dangerous situation, even if it was purely for Qingque's sake, Fu Xuan decided to release her.

As he turned to leave, Fu Xuan couldn't help but glance at Cheng Lingshuang, whose white hair was flowing.

'Not from the Xianzhou, so they're from beyond the borders? But they possess such swordsmanship; I'll have to keep an eye on them later.'

Fu Xuan's petite figure disappeared into the night.

After confirming that the leader had left, Qingque looked at Cheng Lingshuang with her bright, sparkling eyes:

"Sister Ling Shuang, you saved my life again!"

At this moment, in Qingque's heart, who was off work, this unsung heroine he had met while playing the Emperor's Jade Tablet was simply a savior from suffering.

Cheng Lingshuang let Qingque hug her with a calm expression, and said:

"I'll skip the late-night snack; I rarely eat after dark. Now that you're safe, I'll go back to bed."

"Hey! Sister Ling Shuang, you..."

Qingque's attempt to intercept her failed, and in a flash, Cheng Lingshuang vanished from sight.

She stood there blankly for a moment before frowning deeply.

"Such swift movements, such powerful sword energy, Sister Ling Shuang seems to be no ordinary person... But what does it have to do with me? The Grand Diviner already knows, it's enough that she's taking care of things!"

The serious look faded, Qingque's eyes lit up with the lively spirit of liberation. She skipped and hopped towards the bustling city street.

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