Preparing to Escape

Fusheng and Sang Ying's trip began with joy and ended with disappointment.

The red fox she had taken out escaped halfway through their visit, and Fusheng had other things to do after they had only explored half of the area, so they didn't get to do much and hurriedly returned to the city lord's mansion.

Along the way, Fusheng apologized to Sang Ying several times for Fusheng his promise. Seeing his disciple's obviously downcast mood, he couldn't help but say, "This time it was Master's fault. How about Master takes you to play in other small worlds next time? If you really like that runaway red fox that much, Master will order those Devil Race to help you find it."

While comforting Sang Ying, he felt even more disgusted with Fan Nanjun for interrupting their trip.

Indeed, today's trip ended so hastily because Fan Nanjun suddenly sent him a message saying that he had something important to discuss with him, and it was about how to destroy the Flowing Light Sword Sect. He told him that he must rush back to discuss it with him.

Fusheng didn't want to go back, after all, his apprentice was already very sad because he had lost his beloved pet.

However, Fan Nanjun finally stated frankly that he would definitely regret not going back.

Fusheng then began to think things through and, with Sang Ying still recovering from her emotional turmoil, they returned the way they came.

Sang Ying forced a smile at him, "Forget it, Master, don't go looking for the fox. She's abandoned her family and companions and is determined to leave. She probably really doesn't want to stay by my side anymore. Even if we find her this time, she'll probably run away again later. Why bother making things worse?"

These words might not mean anything to others, but to Fusheng, it sounded as if Sang Ying was using the red fox incident to indicate that she wanted to leave.

He turned his head away, not daring to look at Sang Ying's expression. "Since that's the case, then let's not go looking for them. I'll ask someone to find you some well-behaved little pets; there will always be some that want to stay by my side and don't want to run away."

It's unclear whether that last sentence was meant for Sang Ying or for himself.

Sang Ying didn't take it to heart. After returning to the city lord's mansion, she obediently retreated to the house in the backyard.

Fan Nanjun had been waiting at the main courtyard gate, watched her disappearing figure. For a moment, he felt that this weak female demon gave him a somewhat familiar feeling.

Fusheng quickly blocked his view; he disliked anyone staring at his apprentice. "Speak," he said, "What did you discover that you summoned me here so hastily?"

Fan Nanjun composed himself. "Demon Lord, please don't be hasty. I have indeed discovered something interesting this time. Have you ever heard of the Blood-Robed Devil Dragon?"

Fusheng raised an eyebrow; he was clearly intrigued by the form of address.

"That Blood-Robed Devil Dragon once turned the entire Lower Realm upside down. Back then, some sects joined forces to besiege him, but he killed them all. Such a terrifying existence, even ten Flowing Light Sword Sect couldn't handle it!" Fan Nanjun said confidently.

But Fusheng didn't understand what he meant. "What's the point of telling me all this?"

He wanted to destroy the Twin Orchid Realm, not to hear Fan Nanjun tell these legends.

Fan Nanjun explained, "The Demon Lord doesn't know that the last place that Devil Dragon appeared was in the Twin Orchid Realm. These past few days, I've been perusing the records in the City Lord's Mansion, and I've finally found some useful information. That Devil Dragon was sealed away; it was sealed by the former Sword Sect Master using the sect's fortune. Now, that Devil Dragon is underground within the Flowing Light Sword Sect. If we can rescue that Devil Dragon, all the resentment it has accumulated over so many years will naturally be unleashed upon the Flowing Light Sword Sect!"

Fusheng's eyes flickered; he felt like he'd heard this news somewhere before.

However, this feeling came and went quickly, and he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he said to the extremely excited Fan Nanjun, "Since you discovered this, you should find a way to find that Devil Dragon. If this succeeds, you will naturally reap the rewards."

Having received the assurance he desired, Fan Nanjun left satisfied. "Your subordinate will certainly not disappoint the Demon Lord's expectations!"

Fusheng noncommittal; he believed that what Fan Nanjun uncovered was true, but he did not trust the other party's abilities.

Fan Nanjun was unaware of the Demon Lord's opinion of him. After obtaining Fusheng's permission, he quietly led a group of Devil Race away from the city lord's mansion. The remaining demon generals wanted to say a few words to Fusheng, but the Demon Lord brushed them off.

They guessed that Fan Nanjun had probably left on some mission, and their original intention to smear him in front of the Demon Lord immediately vanished.

After finishing his work, Fusheng was about to find Sang Ying to apologize for his neglect of her these past few days when Qi Yaoji suddenly sent a message.

"Sang Ying is with you, right? Bring me her Storage Bag." The moment the communication talisman was picked up, Qi Yaoji's commanding voice came through.

Fusheng frowned subconsciously. He had kept Sang Ying's Storage Bag. But he planned to return it to her when she was truly willing to stay by his side.

"What do you want Sang Ying's things for? You haven't made any progress on the task I assigned you." Fusheng didn't want to give away what belonged to Sang Ying to someone else.

But this was clearly something that Fusheng could not refuse.

Soon, Qi Yaoji's tense voice rang out again. "Sang Ying's mother seems to be suspicious of me. She actually asked me for the array book I gave to Sang Ying before. Give me the Storage Bag quickly, just a few days ago her junior sister was asking me why I didn't have my spirit sword with me."

It's not easy to impersonate someone, especially when that person is a sword cultivator, and Qi Yaoji has never even touched a spirit sword before.

Fusheng was conflicted. He felt he shouldn't have given away Sang Ying's things, but Qi Yaoji's threatening words were still ringing in his ears. This was an order from his master, and if he messed it up, his master probably wouldn't let him off easily.

After hesitating for a moment, and urged repeatedly by Qi Yaoji, Fusheng finally made a decision. "Wait a moment. Find an opportunity to come out tonight, and I will give you Sang Ying's Storage Bag."

Qi Yaoji was finally satisfied.

After the communication talisman dimmed again, Fusheng dared not see Sang Ying any longer. He murmured an apology towards the main courtyard, then turned to retrieve her Storage Bag.

As for Sang Ying, who was being targeted, she had just used the last move of the Flowing Light Sword Sect's beginner Swordsmanship. Then, she easily flicked the branch in her hand, extinguishing the tiny spark at the tip of the branch.

Feeling the wisp of Spiritual Qi that she had finally managed to accumulate in her Qi Vortex and Dantian, Sang Ying's expression turned serious again.

She has already cleared some of her meridians; perhaps it's time to think about escaping.

A note from the author:

That's all for today, thank you everyone!

See you tomorrow~