Chapter 229: Slave

Xu Xiaoshou fled in a panic for several li before finally coming to a stop.

"Hu, surviving a great disaster means good fortune will follow..."

Directly exposing the Si Da Zhen Jie Zhi Bao in front of the dean was something he had never dared to imagine before.

One could only say that life is full of uncertainties.

But now things were better.

Since the dean hadn't forcibly taken back these items, it meant he no longer had to hide them.

The stolen goods were finally legitimized—he could use them openly from now on!

"Nice!"

Xu Xiaoshou flashed a smug smile and drew out that Wu Pin Ling Jian from the ring.

With a casual swing at the boulder by the road, it sliced through effortlessly, like cutting hair or iron; the stone split cleanly in two, with an exceptionally smooth edge.

"Tsk tsk..."

Xu Xiaoshou was amazed. He pulled out his "Zang Ku" and gave the stone a similar strike, but it took much more effort.

"It's just a stone—hardly enough to show the difference between the two!"

Xu Xiaoshou felt a bit emotional. The Wu Pin Ling Jian was clearly far superior to "Zang Ku," but the drawback was that he couldn't control it as naturally as an extension of his own arm.

In contrast, the "Zang Ku" that had been with him from the start had a bloodline-like connection, making it far more suitable for his pure Jian Yi combat style.

Still, that didn't stop it from being a great sword he'd acquired—at the very least, if he sold it, it would be practically priceless.

Wu Pin...

Based on the rankings, five or six pin were for Zong Shi level, so this sword counted as a top-tier Zong Shi spirit weapon!

"Cheng Xingchu is not only a treasure boy but also a delivery boy—spirit sword plus Yuan Fu, this trip was totally worth it!" Xu Xiaoshou instantly perked up.

Whether that "waste Yuan Fu" could truly turn waste into treasure, he didn't know, but keeping the Life Spirit Seal on him didn't serve much purpose anyway.

He might as well take it out and give it a try—what if it worked?

With "Sheng Sheng Bu Xi," he was actually planning to give the thing to Mu Zixi.

But he was worried that this little girl might overdo it and keep getting smaller and smaller.

Xu Xiaoshou could still vaguely sense what was going on with his junior sister; swallowing life force like that was anything but ordinary!

On a minor level, it was just like drinking milk and getting a bit carried away;

On a major level, if this trend continued and her mindset shifted, she could turn into a full-blown great demon!

And then there was that day when she inexplicably glared and shattered the illusion that Lei Shuanghang had trapped Ye Xiaotian—was that something a mere Yuan Ting Jing peak could pull off?

This little girl... what was her background?

Xu Xiaoshou pondered, vaguely feeling that the events of the past few days seemed to have some hidden connections.

From the profound memories in "Gan Zhi," the scenes kept replaying, finally locking onto a low-profile masked woman.

In the scene, only that pair of mismatched "Xing Tong" remained!

"Eyes..."

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils involuntarily dilated. Before he could think deeper, a sudden loud noise nearby interrupted him.

He looked up.

A man and a woman.

"Zhao Qingteng, Lan Xinzhi?"

Xu Xiaoshou was surprised—how did these two have any connection?

He glanced around and realized he had unknowingly wandered far from the main hall, ending up in an area with many Lin Zhong Ling Zhi.

This wasn't the spiritual site where he'd last seen Lan Xinzhi, so it must be Zhao Qingteng's.

Given the situation, it looked like Lan Xinzhi had specifically come to find him and knock on the door.

"Tsk tsk, what about the promised Luo Leilei..."

Xu Xiaoshou found it amusing, but Zhao Qingteng was indeed strikingly handsome—attracting people was natural, even if it was a senior sister.

He wasn't one to meddle, so he decided to leave right away.

There were probably still things waiting for him at Sang Lao's side.

But as soon as he took half a step, he froze in place.

"Zhao Shu?"

That sensitive word caught his ear, and Xu Xiaoshou raised an eyebrow slightly.

After expanding the range of "Gan Zhi," he rarely bothered with information that didn't involve him.

After all, if his brain was constantly processing details from hundreds of meters around, even with a strong body and no physical fatigue, his mind would get incredibly irritable.

That said, he didn't completely ignore such information—if someone mentioned something related to him, his attention would naturally be pulled in.

With a stir of spiritual sense, he focused fully on the two's conversation, and their words became clearly audible.

"Your Zhang family wants Xu Xiaoshou dead, so go find him yourself—why come to me?" Zhao Qingteng's voice was ice-cold.

"Giggle, Zhao Shu was used as fireworks and lit up, and you really have no reaction at all? That was your cousin!"

Lan Xinzhi laughed lightly.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"I remember when you were little, he took you to the Zhang family to play, right? At that time, you were still a kid wearing split pants."

Zhao Qingteng's eyes turned instantly cold, and he said word by word: "At that time, you didn't dare to speak to me like this!"

Lan Xinzhi's smile suddenly froze.

She finally realized that even though this guy was only just entering Xiantian, he was still a direct descendant of the Zhao family.

Her own status was essentially just that of a servant for the Zhang family!

"Is it like that again..."

Her nails dug into her palm, a flash of hatred in her eyes. Suddenly, she lifted her chin and said solemnly: "This place is Tian Sang Ling Gong, not Tian Sang County!"

"Is that so?" Zhao Qingteng smiled faintly. "Is that why you haven't left the Ling Gong for seven years, afraid to face the real world?"

His words instantly chilled the atmosphere. "The Ling Gong, in the end, is just your self-imposed prison!"

Lan Xinzhi's eyes showed frost, and her pretty face suddenly turned ferocious.

Zhao Qingteng, however, waved his hand, completely unconcerned: "Don't come to me again—we both know why Zhao Shu died."

"Face reality; some cages can't be broken just because you've gained strength."

With that, he turned around without a second glance and stepped into the spiritual site, leaving Lan Xinzhi standing there alone, slightly at a loss.

"What a small world!"

Xu Xiaoshou was a bit dumbfounded listening to this.

He wasn't very clear on the grudge between the two, but some old scores that he hadn't been able to settle back when he was weaker should be straightened out now.

"That..."

A word stopped Zhao Qingteng's motion of closing the door. Xu Xiaoshou quickly stepped forward and kindly reminded: "I suggest you two talk inside next time."

After the two turned around, they both froze.

Xu Xiaoshou?

"So, you heard everything?" Lan Xinzhi asked with difficulty.

"So loud, do you think I'm deaf?"

The two: "..."

"Received curse, passive value, 2."

Zhao Qingteng's face turned a bit pale—if he'd known, he should have let Lan Xinzhi come in first, or at least use voice transmission!

Where did this guy even come from?

If he was close, it was impossible not to notice; if he was far, how could he have heard?

"Heard it, so what?" Unlike Zhao Qingteng's panic, Lan Xinzhi hooked her red lips and said disdainfully.

Seeing this Xu Xiaoshou with no background, she seemed to regain her vitality.

Xu Xiaoshou paused, not saying much, and got straight to the point.

"You want to kill me?"