107: panic

the monk knew.

Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue's goal was the Invitation.

As long as the Invitation was still in his hands, they wouldn't kill him.

Moreover, the Invitation was indeed in a very safe place; without the monk, no one else would ever be able to find it.

"Fine, it doesn't matter if you don't give it to me. I can just kill you and wait for the next one!" Nan Qingyue sneered.

Nan Qingyue had long since prepared a countermeasure. "Maybe the next one will be more cooperative and won't resort to such tactics."

From the very beginning, Nan Qingyue hadn't planned on just snatching the Invitation from the monk's hands.

The fact that Li Changfeng hadn't acted from the start also pointed to a problem.

This monk was definitely not easy to deal with.

Nan Qingyue was also acting with the mindset of giving it a try; if she could get it from the monk, then everything would be fine.

However, even if she failed to snatch it, there was no real loss for Nan Qingyue.

It would just be a wasted effort.

"What! You actually think that way!" the monk's pupils constricted violently as he gasped; at this moment, his heart was in total disarray.

the monk only wanted to keep his life now, but his actions just now had almost cost him his life directly!

From here on, the monk would have to be even more careful.

"That's right, that's exactly what I'm thinking. It doesn't matter even if you don't give me the Invitation; I can just keep waiting!" The corner of Nan Qingyue's mouth curled up.

"This small alley is the only path to the Auction House."

"As long as I keep waiting, I will eventually encounter someone destined to pass by."

"Don't you agree?" Nan Qingyue looked down at the monk.

These words struck right at the monk's heart.

If Nan Qingyue truly had such a plan, then everything the monk had done from the start would be in vain.

the monk wouldn't survive; he would lose his life regardless.

the monk was not satisfied with such an outcome.

"Let's negotiate! I can hand over the Invitation, but you must let me go. I want to live, I want to leave!" the monk pleaded once more.

However, Nan Qingyue didn't show any reaction.

"Sorry, I don't want it anymore," Nan Qingyue said gloomily, her voice haunting.

"Then what do you want!" the monk looked wary.

"Now, I want your life!" Nan Qingyue swept her large sleeves, her white robes fluttering.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue truly looked like an Immortal.

And just then.

Nan Qingyue turned her head and glanced at Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng's expression was complex; seeing Nan Qingyue like this, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

If it were possible...

Li Changfeng didn't want Nan Qingyue to turn into a cold-blooded Devil Head.

His Disciple, Li Changfeng's Disciple, couldn't possibly end up as that kind of person.

"Let's negotiate, don't kill me!" the monk was still begging for mercy; it was the only thing he could do now.

the monk couldn't move; he couldn't resist.

Facing Nan Qingyue, there was nothing the monk could do.

"Enough nonsense! Sword, come!" Nan Qingyue raised her hand, swung her Sword, and slashed down hard on the monk's body.

*Slash*

Another bloody mark was carved into the monk's body.

But this time...

Nan Qingyue brandished the Sword in her hand and directly took the monk's life!

the monk's eyes bulged; he didn't want to die like this, yet his throat had been slit.

the monk fell heavily to the ground, breathing his last.

Nan Qingyue let out a sigh of relief as she sat on the ground, her Sword falling with a clang.

"He's dead." Nan Qingyue retreated several steps, appearing somewhat dazed.

This was Nan Qingyue's first time killing someone.

Before descending the mountain, when Nan Qingyue sparred with her Senior Brothers, she would always stop before causing real harm and never used such lethal moves.

Nan Qingyue had killed the monk; although this monk deserved to die, her heart was in a state of turmoil.

"It's okay now, Qingyue." Li Changfeng moved with light steps; seeing that Nan Qingyue's state was off, he quickly came forward.

Li Changfeng wanted to use his own way to comfort Nan Qingyue.

Once there was a first time, there would be a second.

Nan Qingyue would encounter such things again in the future, and next time, he hoped she would have fewer reservations.

"Master!" Nan Qingyue suddenly turned around and threw herself into Li Changfeng's arms.

Nan Qingyue's face was covered in tears.

At this moment, even she didn't know why she was crying.

"Alright, alright, don't cry, don't be afraid." Li Changfeng reached out and gently stroked Nan Qingyue's head.

"Good girl."

"Qingyue is the best."

Li Changfeng held Nan Qingyue in his arms; at this moment, he treated himself as a Master, a true Master.

This little girl was under too much pressure.

Having killed this monk today, he hoped she wouldn't have nightmares in the future.

"Master, I'm scared!" Nan Qingyue was already sobbing uncontrollably as she reached out to hug Li Changfeng tightly.

And just then...

Li Changfeng nodded gently, "Yes, Master knows. Qingyue, don't cry, don't cry."

A long while later.

Nan Qingyue slowly raised her head, those bright eyes looking at Li Changfeng.

Only when Li Changfeng was by her side...

...would Nan Qingyue feel completely at ease.

Only then could Nan Qingyue breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alright, wait for Master a moment, I'll go find the Invitation first." Li Changfeng patted Nan Qingyue's small head.

Li Changfeng had more important things to do right now.

Everything they had done just now was to obtain the Invitation to enter the Auction House.

Li Changfeng couldn't forget the main task.

"Yes, Master." Nan Qingyue nodded vigorously and stood in place, trying her best to calm herself down.

However, the scene from just now was still vivid in Nan Qingyue's mind.

Nan Qingyue's body was trembling; she couldn't suppress the panic in her heart.

"Be good, no more crying." Li Changfeng coaxed Nan Qingyue.

Then, Li Changfeng stepped forward and rushed toward the monk's body.

Li Changfeng crouched on the ground, reaching out to search through the monk's remains.

A long while later.

Li Changfeng came up empty-handed; he didn't find the Invitation on the monk's body.

But at this moment...

Li Changfeng grew even more curious: where would the monk have put the Invitation?

Could the monk really have done as he said and secretly hidden it in a place where no one could find it?

That shouldn't be right!

The direction the monk was heading was toward the Auction House.

He couldn't have left the Invitation anywhere else, so that left only one possibility!

Before he died, the monk had swallowed the Invitation!

"Not good!" Realizing this, Li Changfeng gasped, suddenly feeling that they might return empty-handed.

If the monk really had swallowed the Invitation, then there would be no way to get it.

"Master, what's wrong!" Nan Qingyue was even more curious and quickly ran over.

Li Changfeng's brow was furrowed, and he wore a grim expression.

This was the first time Nan Qingyue had seen Li Changfeng like this, that something would actually be so troublesome for him.

Then this matter must be very difficult to handle.

"Master, what on earth happened!" Nan Qingyue asked anxiously.