Chapter 62: Auspicious Aura from the East, Lords Looking West

What entered Zhu Weiwo's eyes was the fifth move of the Purple Qi Eastward Swordplay, Purple Qi Eastward!

Purple energy surged, the sword traversing like a rainbow.

Jiang Wang, along with his sword, in a most resolute stance, from east to west, struck Xiong Wen's heart from behind.

Then, he abandoned his sword, flipped over, and leaped away, to avoid Xiong Wen's possible dying counterattack.

But Xiong Wen's exhausted body had no strength to spare.

His terrifying, hideous body fell helplessly and decisively.

It crashed to the ground, disappearing into the shadows once more.

Only his wide, staring eyes still conveyed his disbelief.

He couldn't believe he died just like that!

He also couldn't understand why that despicable, weak little thief didn't take the opportunity to escape far away.

Instead, he had been hiding here all along, so silent, so patient, so quiet.

And at this moment, he thrust out this fatal blow.

It was such a sudden, such an unexpected, yet such a stunning, such a perfectly timed sword strike!

Amidst everyone's astonishment, Jiang Wang slowly stood up.

Jiang Wang had been gambling all night, betting that since Zhu Weiwo could chase Xiong Wen all over the place, he must have a way to catch up with them, no matter how they tried to conceal their tracks, it was only a matter of time.

He was also betting that if he didn't return in time, Linghe and Zhao Rucheng would definitely find a way to look for him. As the champion of the Three Cities Dao Debate in the first year, the Dao Academy would never ignore his disappearance. This would give Zhu Weiwo excellent clues, without him needing to do anything.

So, he deliberately helped Xiong Wen conceal his tracks, to gain his trust for a short time.

In fact, all he had to do was stall Xiong Wen.

So he deliberately took Xiong Wen on a detour, so he sneaked into the Fang family, so he climbed into the Fang family ancestral hall, triggering the Fang family's guarding force.

But it couldn't just be that.

This Xiong Wen was violent, powerful, and audacious. He was capable of making a sudden comeback.

Zhu Weiwo could withstand it, but he couldn't.

He himself could hide far away, even never show his face again, waiting until Xiong Wen died. But where could Jiang An'an hide?

So he had to kill Xiong Wen tonight.

He couldn't let Xiong Wen escape.

He had been at the mercy of others all day today. Now, he personally ended the life of the man who held his fate.

This extreme, intense psychological feeling caused the Dao Yuan within his Tongtian Palace to surge endlessly.

That tiny Dao Meridian True Spirit, like an earthworm, squirmed incessantly, inhaling and exhaling.

But Jiang Wang just turned around and walked outside.

"Wait." It was Zhu Weiwo's voice.

Jiang Wang turned his head and saw Zhu Weiwo raise his chin in the direction of Xiong Wen's corpse: "Your spoils."

A strongman of Xiong Wen's level would definitely have a lot of good things on him. Zhu Weiwo meant that he could take them for himself.

But Jiang Wang didn't dare to be greedy. It was already a great blessing to keep his life. He knew very well who the protagonist was tonight. It could be said that if it weren't for Zhu Weiwo, Xiong Wen could have calmly killed him and then retreated.

Even if he hadn't struck that blow, Xiong Wen might not have been able to escape anymore.

He just cut off that slight possibility and didn't think that killing Xiong Wen was really his credit.

So he just smiled wearily: "It's all Senior Brother's merit. Junior Brother dares not take credit."

After saying that, he walked into the night without looking back.

Zhu Weiwo smiled and only said to the Fang family members who were standing by and watching silently: "Send the corpse to the Dao Academy intact. Thank you."

After saying that, he turned his spear upside down, carried it on his shoulder, and left just like that.

Not worried at all that the Fang family would embezzle the things on Xiong Wen's body.

He could see it very clearly. If the Fang family had the courage, only one old man guarding the ancestral hall wouldn't have died just now.

…

It wasn't until he had walked far away that Jiang Wang heard the cries that suddenly erupted in the Fang family's territory behind him.

The old man guarding the ancestral hall was the Fang family's only eighth-rank Zhou Tian realm cultivator, both an old man left over from the previous generation of the Fang family and a pillar-like existence for the Fang family.

Although he had a long-standing feud with the Fang family, to be honest, Jiang Wang felt guilty for this old man.

But he had no choice. This world was so cruel, he was just struggling to survive.

There was one more thing he didn't reveal just now.

At the moment he killed Xiong Wen from behind, something flew out of Xiong Wen's body and hit him.

At first, he thought it was Xiong Wen's dying counterattack, but later he realized it wasn't.

Because he felt a transparent comfort, a white phantom flashed in his eyes, as if some kind of shackle had been released.

At this moment, that thing appeared in the Tongtian Palace.

It was a short, black candle. Unlit.

The Earthworm True Spirit was circling around it.

Jiang Wang didn't have time to experience more. Because he saw Zhao Rucheng holding a lantern, waiting for him at the intersection ahead.

Zhao Rucheng didn't ask Jiang Wang what happened tonight, and Jiang Wang didn't ask Zhao Rucheng what efforts he had made tonight.

They talked about something more important.

"Where's An'an?"

"The boss is taking care of her! Little kids are easy to coax. I told her you went to Fengxi Town to buy her a sugar figure, and she believed it."

Jiang Wang's face was bitter: "Where am I going to conjure up a sugar figure now?"

"Hahaha." Zhao Rucheng smiled triumphantly, took out five lifelike sugar figures, and waved them in front of Jiang Wang, "I really asked someone to go to Fengxi Town to buy them!"

…

In the Three Fragrance Building.

Miao Yu was talking to a person wearing a white bone mask, when her expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?"

Miao Yu murmured: "The White Bone Seed I planted has disappeared."

The White Bone Mask person carried his hands behind his back: "The White Bone Seed you planted? When? Who did you plant it on?"

Miao Yu came back to her senses, glanced at him, with a smile that was not a smile: "Do your own thing, mind your own business."

The White Bone Mask person didn't argue and merged into the ground.

After this person left, Miao Yu regained her thoughtful expression: "Could it be…"

She suddenly stood up and sat down again.

"No, I can't be sure yet. I have to be careful, be more careful…"

…

In the Jiang family in Feima Lane.

From the bright sunshine, to the setting sun, and then to the cool night.

Jiang An'an's expression became more and more listless.

Linghe was accompanying her, doing his best to coax her, but on the one hand, he didn't have much talent for coaxing people, and on the other hand, he was distracted, so it had no effect at all.

Jiang An'an didn't hate Brother Linghe, but to be honest, Brother Ling was not as interesting as Brother Rucheng.

As for Brother Du Yehou... he looked too fierce!

Of course, these brothers were all very good, but all the brothers together were not as good as her own brother.

She was not happy.

In the words of the teacher, it was probably "sorrow comes from within, and cannot be cut off."

Alas.

Jiang An'an was dejected.

"What can relieve sorrow, only sugar."

A lifelike sugar figure appeared in front of her eyes, then a second, a third, a fourth, a fifth.

Five sugar figures were displayed in a row.

Behind the sugar figures was Jiang Wang's face, full of smiles.

"Jiang An'an! Happy birthday! From today onwards, you are five years old!"