Ever since receiving Yu Ci's instructions, Zhu Wenying had diligently prepared as told, though she did not know what they meant. Two days later, taking advantage of Qiongqi abandoning his post inside once again, she covered her face and formally infiltrated Yinan Garden to rescue the man.
After all, it was a public place, and the garden's defenses were practically nonexistent. With a bit of luck on her side, the first half of the journey went quite smoothly. Her only move had been to knock out the guard sharing a room with Wan Quan and take him away.
But her good fortune ended there.
Qiongqi was by no means truly stupid. With a great demon's keen sensitivity to the auras of living beings, all of Yinan Garden was in fact within his control, even when he was sprawled atop a woman.
He let out a roar and burst from the house naked. Before he even arrived, his savage, violent aura had already crashed head-on into her.
There was certainly a gap in cultivation between Zhu Wenying and Qiongqi. Yet the Heavy Artifact Sect had never truly measured people by cultivation alone. With a slight probe, she knew she was no match for him, but Zhu Wenying did not panic. She freed her right hand and made a grasping motion, and a short spear roughly four feet long appeared out of thin air. Then she swung her arm and hurled it, silently tearing through the air.
Such a magical artifact was exceedingly rare. Though Qiongqi looked crude, he was cunning enough inside, and he flashed aside to evade it. Who would have thought that midway through its flight, lightning and flame would erupt from the spear? The twisted electric fire was like a giant python, winding and darting through the void,