Ling Xuanxiao wrote an anonymous letter to the Golden Thunder Sect, roughly saying that one of their sect's disciples, Zhang Tianxin, had been kidnapped...
As for Ling Xuanxiao himself, he had no intention whatsoever of leaving Shu Mountain.
Someone who knew Zhang Tianxin and was also his enemy.
Ling Xuanxiao had already guessed who it was.
Other than Di Nüfeng, there could be no second person.
It seemed Di Nüfeng truly was looking for him, and Ling Xuanxiao could not help but feel heavy with worry.
As for Zhang Tianxin, all he could do was wish that he would be born into a good family in his next life.
He could not think of any way to escape Di Nüfeng's hands a second time, either.
More than a month passed.
An Image Stone was sent up from the foot of the mountain.
Within the Image Stone, Zhang Tianxin was suffering a vicious beating from Di Nüfeng.
"Ling Xuanxiao! If you still don't come, I'll beat him to death."
"Then you'll never see him again. You can spend the rest of your life drowning in guilt."
"Ahhh!!"
Zhang Tianxin's miserable screams rang out.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao, don't worry about me! Don't come! Whatever you do, don't come!"
"Kekeke."
Di Nüfeng's demonic laughter came from the image.
Outside the Image Stone, Ling Xuanxiao nodded.
Don't worry. I definitely won't go!
"..."
"You demoness, you're far too despicable! You actually used me to threaten Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao!"
Di Nüfeng snorted coldly. "When the time comes, I'll pick a nicer burial plot for the two of you."
"Damn it! Now that Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao knows I've been captured by Di Nüfeng, he must be frantic and rushing here without delay..."
At the thought of Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao about to suffer a deadly calamity because