60: Grandpa

Nan Qingyue's fist drew closer and closer.

Xiang Fenglai retreated hurriedly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

At this moment, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, and his legs went weak as he slumped to the ground!

"Young lady, what are you doing?"

"We have no grievances or enmity, yet you want to beat me to death?"

"That makes no sense!" Xiang Fenglai's face darkened.

In the blink of an eye.

Nan Qingyue clenched her fist and stopped abruptly, a mere inch away from Xiang Fenglai's cheek.

"Why didn't you dodge?" Nan Qingyue asked in astonishment.

Her face showed a mixture of surprise and confusion.

This old man was definitely no ordinary person.

And his surname was Xiang!

It must be the Xiang Family!

In this world, there are no such coincidences!

"Qingyue!" Li Changfeng called out.

She wanted to use a sudden attack to test Xiang Fenglai's strength.

Only in moments of crisis...

...will a person react through instinct.

Conditioned reflexes like these cannot be hidden!

However, this precious Disciple was too naive; this man was an old hand in the Jianghu!

"What is it, Master?" Nan Qingyue turned back.

"Do not be rude!" Li Changfeng said intentionally.

He wanted to use this method to lower Xiang Fenglai's guard.

The older the ginger, the spicier it gets.

Xiang Fenglai had no intention of countering the Move.

Facing such a sharp Move, he merely feigned a look of terror.

"I say, you two heroes!"

"What are you trying to do?"

"I'm just a wretched old man, why hit me!"

"I have elders above and youngsters below who all depend on me. If I'm bedridden, this Family will be ruined!"

Xiang Fenglai crouched on the ground, holding his head in his hands.

This posture was a complete surrender!

"How is this possible?" Nan Qingyue was bewildered.

"It shouldn't be!"

"There's something wrong with this old man."

Nan Qingyue's intuition told her that this old man definitely had a problem.

Did Xiang Fenglai truly have no cultivation?

Or was his acting just superb?

If the scene just now was all an act, then Xiang Fenglai must have a secret!

He must be hiding something!

"I know your cultivation is very high and you're no simple person!" Xiang Fenglai waved his hand with a smile.

"If you intended to kill me, dodging would be useless anyway!"

"Life and death are determined by heaven; it's better to pray to the heavens."

"Accept your fate!"

Xiang Fenglai curled his lips into a faint smile and spoke calmly.

The powerful impact from before felt like standing naked in an extremely cold place.

One's skin would be affected by the sharp airflow.

The pain from the blowing wind was almost unbearable.

That Xiang Fenglai could maintain such a calm demeanor in the face of such Spiritual Qi pressure inevitably raised suspicions.

"This Xiang Fenglai is definitely not that simple." Li Changfeng's eyes lit up.

"You aren't a mediocre person either, are you, sir?"

"I wonder which hidden expert you might be?"

"I remember there is a Xiang Family in the Jiangnan region, and your surname is also Xiang."

Li Changfeng stared at Xiang Fenglai, continuing his interrogation.

If Xiang Fenglai was from the Jiangnan Xiang Family, then everything would make sense.

This trip must be for the Immortal Sect Tournament.

What was curious, however, was that he had no Disciples following him. Could he be alone?

"This old man is just an ordinary citizen, how can you call me an expert?" Xiang Fenglai paused for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Who in Yizhou City doesn't know me? I am the shoe seller from the south of the city."

"Furthermore, does having the surname Xiang make me part of the Jiangnan Xiang Family?"

"Then if your surname was Nie, would you be a descendant of the former Xian Dynasty's Nie family?"

When Xiang Fenglai said this, his hand suddenly trembled.

The Xian Dynasty—that was such a long time ago.

The Nie family was long gone.

"If that's the case," Nan Qingyue said with intentional coldness.

There was not a trace of emotion in her tone.

These words were like making someone fall into an ice hole!

Chilled to the bone!

"If I were to kill you, sir!"

"Given your status, naturally no one would look into the matter."

"My master's Immortal Artifact still needs souls to upgrade its rank."

"Why don't I just use you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Qingyue circulated her Spiritual Qi, holding her longsword and ready to strike at any moment.

Li Changfeng's lips curled into a smirk. "This is getting more and more interesting."

This girl was indeed becoming sharper and sharper.

Using this method to force out Xiang Fenglai's identity.

It was a good idea.

"Little girl, what are you doing?" Xiang Fenglai was startled.

"We have no grievances, why would you kill me?"

"Holy crap, you'd kill me just to upgrade your master's Immortal Artifact?"

"What kind of logic is that!"

"Killing the innocent! You girl, who taught you this!"

Xiang Fenglai grumbled and cursed.

Looking at Nan Qingyue's stance, it seemed she was going to do it for real!

"I'm killing you exactly! Who told you to find out about the power of this Immortal Artifact?" Nan Qingyue's eyes flashed.

"I'm silencing the witness!"

"Come on!" Nan Qingyue shouted.

Faced with this scene.

Xiang Fenglai raised his hand and secretly hid it behind his back.

He seemed to be looking for something.

"This old man has no enmity with you!" Xiang Fenglai shook his head.

"This is too much!"

"This is simply too much!"

"Die!" Nan Qingyue's deep eyes held a hint of coldness.

Faintly, a murderous aura emanated from her body.

Li Changfeng toyed with the folding fan in his hand, the smile on his face growing wider.

The old guy wanted to hide his secrets.

But in front of Nan Qingyue, nothing could be hidden from her.

"Grandmother, have mercy!" Xiang Fenglai cried out.

"Who is your grandmother?" Nan Qingyue snorted coldly.

"Get lost!"

Immediately, Nan Qingyue stomped her foot hard on the ground.

She then shot upward, the longsword in her hand whistling.

Clang.

The longsword glinted coldly.

It carried a trace of icy intent.

The blade was incredibly sharp, enough to cut a hair.

"Wait, wait, little beauty, little lady?" Xiang Fenglai cried out.

"Calm down, don't attack, okay?"

"I don't want to die yet."

Nan Qingyue brandished her longsword and charged straight at Xiang Fenglai.

The sword's swing whipped up a fierce gale.

This was an extremely overbearing sword strike.

"Enough talk!" Nan Qingyue snorted.

Xiang Fenglai felt the powerful Spiritual Qi.

He understood that Nan Qingyue was using her true strength.

If he continued to hide his power and intentionally refused to counter this Move...

...then today next year would likely be the anniversary of his death!

"There's no dodging it!" Xiang Fenglai shouted loudly.

"Divine Sword Sect, you people are going too far!"

"Holy crap, once I get to Pingliang, I'll definitely give Wei Donghai a good slapping."

"How does that old fellow discipline his Disciples?"

The Spiritual Qi on Xiang Fenglai's body erupted, sweeping across half the sky.

The Spiritual Qi whipped up layers of airwaves.

Waves of Spiritual Qi pressure followed.

"It seems this guy is on the same level as Wei Donghai?" Li Changfeng speculated.

In the air.

The two surges of Spiritual Qi, one red and one blue, held each other in a stalemate for a moment before suddenly exploding.

After the two Spiritual Qis exploded, they created intense fluctuations.

The shockwaves shot out in all directions.

The impact of the Spiritual Qi was extremely powerful, kicking up layers of yellow sand and dust, instantly shrouding the area in a haze.