Three People Seek to Kill the Sweeping Man

The night was as dark as ink, and since Spring Rain Pavilion was deserted, the Sweeping Man left quietly, unnoticed by anyone.

After roughly determining the location, a smile appeared on the Sweeping Man's face, which was covered in burns. Even though the smile looked terrifying on his face, it was clear that the Sweeping Man was very happy.

A night breeze blew by, accompanied by a sound, causing the Sweeping Man was about to leave, to pause slightly.

"Didn't we agree that you wouldn't interfere? You still have to go."

Behind the Sweeping Man, the Red-Clothed Woman slowly walked out. Although her eyebrows and eyes had a seductive look, there was a deep sorrow in her eyes.

When the Red-Clothed Woman appeared, the Sweeping Man stopped, then turned around stiffly, his grip on the broom tightening.

A cold wind blew in from between the two, lifting the hem of the Red-Clothed Woman, making Red-Clothed Woman expression even more mournful.

"There are some things I have to do. I just want to return this to the Academy. I don't care about anything else," the Sweeping Man said helplessly, raising his broom.

"You still feel guilty," the Red-Clothed Woman said incisively.

"Yes, I was wrong back then. Over the years, I've already given up a lot, but this is a small chance for me to atone for my sins," the Sweeping Man sighed.

As he spoke, his grip on the broom tightened.

"The last time," the Sweeping Man added.

The Red-Clothed Woman didn't speak. Her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were clenched into fists, and her fingers were slightly white from the force of her clenching.

After about half an incense stick's time, the Red-Clothed Woman finally let go.

"We paid such a high price to get back to this peaceful life. Do you really want to let it all go to waste?" the Red-Clothed Woman asked.

The Sweeping Man fell silent, unsure how to respond, but he didn't move an inch.

The Red-Clothed Woman gently raised her hand and placed it on her neck. Her thumb and forefinger seemed to pinch something, and she pulled it outwards.

It was just a piece of skin.

After the skin was peeled off, underneath was a burned face, similar to that of the Sweeping Man.

"In order to conceal our identities, you and I disfigured ourselves. The Ninth Princess agreed, and she did indeed do it. Sheng County is far away, but it's enough for us to live on," the Red-Clothed Woman continued.

"I have to pay this debt, or I'll never have peace of mind for the rest of my life," the Sweeping Man said with a sigh.

At this moment, the Red-Clothed Woman suddenly put the belt back on her face, restoring her original appearance.

She stopped talking and turned to walk into the Spring Rain Pavilion.

This strange action stunned the Sweeping Man, who couldn't understand what was happening.

"Go ahead. I'm just telling you about the possible consequences, but I can't stop you. Husband and wife should go together. If we really have to go back to where we used to be, I'll go with you."

The voice of Red-Clothed Woman could be heard from the Spring Rain Pavilion.

Her voice carried a hint of helplessness, but more so a sense of contentment and harmony between husband and wife.

The Sweeping Man hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, picked up his broom, and left Spring Rain Pavilion.

Liu Residence.

It was late at night.

Apart from Xu Bai and Wu Hua, everyone else had already fallen asleep.

A figure flashed past outside Liu Xu's room.

The Sweeping Man, carrying a broom, came to the door and gently knocked.

"Call..."

A gust of wind blew by.

Several pages flew out from the screen and coalesced in mid-air.

On the pages of the book, delicate handwriting wafted towards the Sweeping Man.

At this moment, the Sweeping Man swayed slightly, and the pages of the book flew out and returned to the room.

A sound came from inside the room, then silence fell.

The Sweeping Man was taken aback.

Before he could react, the door seemed to have come loose and had been opened, revealing an empty room with a large hole in the floor.

"There's another tunnel?" The Sweeping Man's lips twitched slightly.

Is this something a scholar should do?

How careful one must be to dig a tunnel in one's own room? He had never imagined that a scholar could create such a mechanism; in his mind, it seemed impossible.

"Looks like we have to give chase," the Sweeping Man thought.

Just as he was thinking this, an unexpected event occurred, causing the Sweeping Man to abandon his idea.

"Call..."

A dense, rapid sound of wind emanated from the scene.

Knowing it was late at night, the Sweeping Man quickly drew a line on the ground with his broom.

The word "quiet" appeared, and the sound of the wind disappeared.

"A scholar?"

Hearing the surprised sound, the Sweeping Man looked up and saw countless lights approaching.

A book flew out of his arms and surrounded him.

Golden light fell on the pages of the book, Sweeping Man took a step back.

"Ding ding ding..."

The crisp sound landed, and the word "quiet" in mid-air emitted light, causing the sound to shrink infinitely.

The Sweeping Man looked down and saw a pile of copper coins on the ground.

"What exquisite hidden weapon technique! It actually forced me to take two steps back. Although it's only at the second level, this person has reached a state of perfection; otherwise, it would be impossible for him to force me back."

The Sweeping Man thought to himself.

Of course, as soon as his thought was formed, he saw a head full of blue light.

"Boom!"

His head hit the page of the book, but the word "quiet" in the air lit up again, reducing the sound.

The Sweeping Man took another step back, finally recognizing Xu Bai and his two companions, and called out, "Wait! I'm not one of yours..."

The hidden weapon was Xu Bai's Maple Leaves Like Rain, while the Azure Light was from Wu Hua.

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Xu made another sound.

The pages of the book floating around the Liu Xu turned a scorched yellow, filled with an eerie atmosphere.

"Guiding Yin and Yang together." Liu Xu pointed at the Sweeping Man.

This name doesn't sound like something a scholar would normally have.

A wave of dizziness washed over him, startling the Sweeping Man floor.

"This is... the power to steal souls. Aren't you a scholar?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Bai moved.

Wu Hua used herself as a shield, slamming into the Sweeping Man's back, causing Sweeping Man to stumble.

Xu Bai swept his sword across...

Severing Armor One Style! Inverted Yin and Yang Chaos in All Directions!

At this moment, Xu Bai became ethereal and indistinguishable from reality.

The knife struck the pages of the book outside the Sweeping Man's body.

The Sweeping Man felt a force emanating from his body, and a slight pain in his chest.

He... was he injured?

How is this possible? Three eighth-rank soldiers actually injured him?

He was already at the peak of the seventh rank, just one step away from the sixth rank. How could he have failed here? The Sweeping Man frowned, trying to turn the pages of the book.

Just then, Liu Xu, holding the Azure Cloud Brush, glided through the air.

The charred pages covering his book were faintly tugged apart.

Although it wasn't strong for him, a moment was enough.

Scholars are not physically strong to begin with, and now that Wu Hua has restrained his body, the pages of his book have become uncontrollable for a moment.

What made his heart tremble was Xu Bai's knife.

Anyone with a smart mind can seize this moment of loss of control.

With the three of them working together, the Sweeping Man, a master who was about to reach the sixth rank, was about to be defeated.

Just then, the Sweeping Man couldn't hold back any longer and shouted something.