An Undercover Agent's Difficult Task

"Junior Disciple Xuanxiao, were you present when Murong Mo was killed?" Song Qize asked.

"No."

"Then where were you at the time? How did you confirm Senior Brother Murong Mo was dead? Did you see Senior Brother Murong Mo's body?" Ling Xuanxiao's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil.

This is an attempt to trick me into incriminating myself. Every question is a trap.

"At the time, two powerful cultivators were fighting, and Mount Wu Wang was in chaos. I hid, and then I seized the opportunity to escape. I didn't encounter Senior Brother Murong."

After speaking, Ling Xuanxiao sighed again, clenched his fists, and said hatefully, "It's a pity... Senior Brother Murong was the strongest among us. I didn't expect him to encounter Di Nüfeng and Liu Qiushui. Those damned bastards, Senior Brother Murong... must have been killed by them."

Song Qize's gaze was sharp. "So, you didn't see Senior Brother Murong's body either? And you're not sure if he's dead?"

"Mm, but afterward, we searched Mount Wu Wang from top to bottom but couldn't find Senior Brother Murong."

Song Qize was silent for a moment and said, "You know, maybe Murong Mo isn't actually dead."

Ling Xuanxiao: Impossible! Utterly false. I burned his soul and recited the reincarnation curse. But of course, I can't say that. "Senior Brother Song, what do you mean by that? Have you discovered something?"

Song Qize naturally wouldn't tell Ling Xuanxiao that he had received news from the Demonic Cult that Murong Mo was not dead.

He suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be... could it be that Liu Qiushui mistook Murong Mo for Ling Xuanxiao? Was Liu Qiushui actually looking for Ling Xuanxiao? But Liu Qiushui mistakenly thought she had encountered Murong Mo. That would explain everything.

"Junior Disciple Xuanxiao, you returned to the sect a few days ago, didn't you?"

"Yes."

Receiving an affirmative answer, Song Qize was overjoyed and became even more convinced he was right. He quickly bid farewell to Ling Xuanxiao and went to contact Liu Qiushui.

After he left, Ling Xuanxiao looked extremely serious.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Hall Master, don't hit me! Ahhh... I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

"Hall Master, spare me."

Song Qize was writhing on the ground in pain due to the Talisman of Life and Death. Liu Qiushui stared at him with icy eyes.

"Do you think I would even get the name wrong? He wouldn't lie to me, his name is Murong Mo!"

"Hall Master, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Useless people only deserve to die! You can't even handle this simple matter."

"I understand, Hall Master. I will definitely become someone useful to you."

A few days later.

"Hall Master... could you describe Murong Mo's appearance?"

After extensive inquiries, Song Qize still believed Murong Mo was dead. He thought Liu Qiushui was looking for Ling Xuanxiao.

"Ahhhhh!"

"A good-for-nothing is just a good-for-nothing. How could I send a fool like you as a spy to Shushan, only for you to fail at such a simple task!"

"Ahhhhh, Hall Master, Hall Master, I was wrong."

A few more days later.

Song Qize unrolled Ling Xuanxiao's portrait and showed it to Liu Qiushui.

Liu Qiushui glanced at it indifferently. "Yes, it's him."

"Hall Master, this person is called Ling Xuanxiao. He is not Murong Mo," Song Qize said, his tone full of grievance.

"Idiot! You knew all along, why didn't you act?"

Song Qize rolled on the ground in pain again.

"Lure him out of Shushan, and someone will meet you."

"Yes."

"..."

The next day.

"Junior Disciple Xuanxiao, let's go down the mountain together."

Song Qize's face was full of resentment.

Ling Xuanxiao: (⊙o⊙)...

Senior Brother, you might as well have written "bad intentions" on your face. You didn't even give a reason?

"I found a tomb left by a Nascent Soul cultivator below the mountain, and it's full of treasures!"

Ling Xuanxiao looked at Song Qize. This is such an absurd reason.

Besides, our relationship isn't that great, why are you looking for me?

You should at least come up with a plausible excuse.

Ling Xuanxiao fell into hesitation.

For safety, I should definitely refuse.

But if I refuse this time, Song Qize will definitely find ways to plot against me again and do unexpected things.

It's better to play along and see what he really wants to do.

The key is, what are his backup plans? Reinforcements from the Murong family?

Thinking of this, Ling Xuanxiao made up his mind and arranged to meet Song Qize outside the mountain gate the next day.

Song Qize even reminded him, "Junior Disciple Xuanxiao, going treasure hunting and grave robbing this time is forbidden within Shushan, so when we leave the sect, we should leave one by one and each give a different reason. Don't tell anyone about this."

Ling Xuanxiao nodded in agreement.

So clumsy, so clumsy.

"..."

The next day.

Song Qize left the mountain gate early and went alone to the place he had agreed upon with Ling Xuanxiao.

He muttered to himself, How did Ling Xuanxiao offend Liu Qiushui?

To make Liu Qiushui deploy me, a hidden spy for many years, and take risks, just to lure Ling Xuanxiao out.

To reassure Ling Xuanxiao, this meeting place was even chosen by Ling Xuanxiao himself.

However, Liu Qiushui had already made arrangements in secret.

Two Nascent Soul cultivators hid themselves.

As soon as Song Qize brought Ling Xuanxiao there, these two Nascent Soul cultivators would quickly capture Ling Xuanxiao and ensure that Shushan wouldn't notice.

Nascent Soul cultivators could be detected by the Shushan Sword Formation, so they had to act quickly and get far away from the vast search range of the Shushan Sword Formation.

That's why the Nascent Soul cultivators weren't arranged here.

It was also because of this that the location Ling Xuanxiao chose was within the range of the Shushan Sword Formation.

Nascent Soul cultivators wouldn't dare to step foot there.

Just as Song Qize was idly waiting, a hand suddenly emerged from the ground.

Song Qize was directly pulled into the earth.

What followed was a beating.

Song Qize felt completely unable to fight back.

This was Ling Xuanxiao's first fight after becoming a Golden Core.

Of course, his fighting style was a bit undignified, and the opponent was only at Foundation Establishment.

At this moment, Ling Xuanxiao had already changed his appearance, wearing a jade ring that concealed his aura and a hairpin in his hair that altered his features.

A sharp Talisman Blade was pressed against Song Qize's neck.

Ling Xuanxiao said in a deep voice, "Song Qize, today's events are your own doing."

Although Ling Xuanxiao said this, he didn't attack immediately.

Given his personality, if he wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't bother talking.

As expected, Song Qize panicked at the scare.

"I am a disciple of Shushan, and this is Shushan's territory. Who are you!"

"Heh, you don't know what you've done?"

"...You're a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall!?"

Song Qize's face drained of all color.

"You're finally smart enough to figure that out!"

It's over! My cover must have been blown.

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