They weren't even pretending anymore.
Ling Xuanxiao fixed his Dharma Eye on the phantom behind Fanyue.
Clutching his wound, Fanyue roared, "I... I've already turned over a new leaf. Why won't you let me go?!"
That was right—he had clearly already turned over a new leaf.
He had clearly wanted to start over.
Who hadn't made a few mistakes?
If you made a mistake, couldn't you correct it?
By then, the phantom behind Fanyue had already solidified.
"You haven't lived through what I have. How could you understand? I've already turned over a new leaf, so why do you still want to kill me?"
The Crane-Top Silver Needles changed direction and continued hurtling toward Fanyue.
A sword suddenly appeared in Ling Xuanxiao's hand as he thrust it toward Fanyue.
The phantom behind Fanyue suddenly raised a finger and declared in a ringing voice.
"Still!!"
It was as though it had laid down new rules for this patch of space.
Everything froze in place, including Ling Xuanxiao, Fanyue, and the speeding Crane-Top Silver Needles.
"Shift!"
Space displaced.
Ling Xuanxiao's brow twitched. He had thought the other party would directly shift them into the Cheng residence.
If that happened, the plan could only be declared a failure for now.
Who would have thought that, the very next moment—
They would appear directly in the bustling market.
After doing all this, the phantom behind Fanyue finally dispersed.
This was the protection Fanyue had received because Lin Wanqing had sworn to bear witness to the Dao for Heaven and Earth for three hundred years.
"Young Master Tianyou!"
Just then, someone suddenly cried out.
It was an old man holding a flatbread.
"Young Master Tianyou, this flatbread is for you. Thank you for saving my granddaughter..."
The old man's movements suddenly stiffened. Taking in the