Where did this broken cloth come from?

Black Tortoise Sect.

Yao Ling'er closed her eyes to cultivate, but her mind was restless, always feeling like something was about to happen.

Thinking of this, she came before Ning Xuanwu and respectfully said, "Master, I always feel we were a bit too hasty this time."

Ning Xuanwu, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed, opened them and looked at Yao Ling'er.

"Speak your mind!"

"Yes, Master."

Yao Ling'er frowned and said, "Our previous assumption was that the expert in Pingjiang City was a smokescreen by the Qingshan Sect, so we directly sent Senior Brother Wuchen and the other to investigate."

"But Senior Brother Wuchen and the other are always straightforward. With their personalities, they might very well have gone straight to their door."

"If the expert is truly a smokescreen as we suspected, then it's nothing. But if..."

At this point, Yao Ling'er's gaze fell upon Ning Xuanwu.

As expected.

Ning Xuanwu's eyes suddenly flickered.

He immediately understood the gravity of the situation. If what Yu Wujie said was true, and it wasn't a smokescreen by the Qingshan Sect, then Wuchen and Wuxin barging in...

Just imagine, someone capable of forging such a Divine Weapon, how could they be an ordinary person? With just Jing Wuchen and Jing Wuxin, how could they be a match?

"So, Master, I think I should go down the mountain myself to investigate!" Yao Ling'er said softly.

"Go!"

Ning Xuanwu waved his hand. After Yao Ling'er left, he intended to resume his meditation, but remembering Yao Ling'er's words, he too became restless.

Taking advantage of the night, at dawn, Yao Ling'er had already rushed back to Pingjiang City.

Her methods were unlike Jing Wuchen and the other. She directly went to an inn and grabbed someone at random to inquire for news.

Recently, all martial arts halls in Pingjiang City had been slaughtered, except for a few small ones.

After a moment's thought, Yao Ling'er knew the problem lay with these few small martial arts halls. It was just a few small martial arts halls; with her skills, investigating them would be as easy as pie.

Meanwhile, Yi Feng and Zhong Qing had been out enjoying themselves all night. When the sun was shining brightly the next day, the two leisurely returned to the martial arts hall.

"Wangcai, Wangcai, I brought you something delicious."

Yi Feng took out a parcel and threw it to Ao Qing. Ao Qing ran over with a howl, but instead of thinking about eating, he was thinking about how to report yesterday's events to Yi Feng.

Seeing that Ao Qing seemed uninterested in the food, Yi Feng was initially surprised, but he quickly found the answer.

At the door, there was a snow-white bone!

This dog must have stolen it from somewhere; judging by how clean the meat was gnawed off, it was obvious.

Besides that, Yi Feng also found a piece of tattered cloth on the floor in the front hall, which he guessed the dog had also dragged back from somewhere.

Sigh!

Yi Feng didn't blame him. Having raised a husky in his past life, he knew this was nothing. As long as the dog didn't demolish his house, Wangcai was quite well-behaved.

"Alright, take this bone away!"

Yi Feng waved at Ao Qing, giving him instructions.

Ao Qing's expression froze.

Judging by Yi Feng's demeanor, he seemed to think very little of this bone.

This shouldn't be...

Someone even came to their door, shouldn't he have at least some reaction?

Could it be that he already knew about yesterday's events?

At this thought, Ao Qing gave Yi Feng a meaningful look. He found that the more he interacted with this person, the more unfathomable he became!

At the same time, he also wondered if seeing that scene yesterday was specifically arranged by the Senior.

He hadn't forgotten Yi Feng's specific instructions before leaving yesterday.

At this thought, Ao Qing felt a chill run down his spine, and a wave of fear washed over him. If that were truly the case, it meant this Senior was giving him a warning.

If he didn't obey, he might suffer the same fate.

With this thought, he quickly picked up the bone with his mouth, preparing to dispose of it.

Seeing that the dog was quite obedient, Yi Feng nodded. He casually picked up the tattered cloth on the ground and called out to Zhong Qing, "Disciple, it's been a long time since we cleaned the house. Just use this tattered cloth to wipe everywhere, don't miss the pillars outside, or the plaque."

"Yes, Master."

Zhong Qing respectfully obeyed.

At the same time, a seductive figure landed at the entrance of the martial arts hall, taking in all of this.