As the Universe Turns - Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Lady Rakshasa
“People from Poison Dragon Fort, who … gave you the courage to come to my Fengman Attic’s place to arrest people?”

That faint woman’s voice sounded again. Everyone couldn’t help but shiver. It was Fengman Attic’s landlord, Lady Rakshasa!

However, everyone followed the sound and looked around. There was no sign of Lady Rakshasa, not even the slightest bit of her aura. However, that voice sounded in everyone’s ears, causing them to tremble in fear.

Old man Qingyi slowly withdrew his palm. There was not a single ripple on his calm face, but at this moment, it was like a drum beating in his heart. Wasn’t Lady Rakshasa in seclusion … Could it be that he had already left seclusion?

He was well aware of Lady Rakshasa’s abilities. Even though he had cultivated for hundreds of years, and even though he had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, it was as easy as taking his life in Fengman Attic.

He tried his best to calm his heart down, cupped his hands and said, “I don’t know if the landlord came personally, so I offended him more.” As he spoke, he focused on observing the changes in his surroundings.

At this moment, even Poison Dragon Fort’s green-robed messenger was trembling in fear. Not to mention the gray-robed old man and the other dozen or so people from Poison Dragon Fort, they were already trembling uneasily. No one expected that Lady Rakshasa would actually appear at this moment.

“Hmph.”

Lady Rakshasa coldly snorted and said, “Why are you here in Fengman Attic? If you can’t give me a reason today, then let Zong Xiaotian personally come and collect them.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the hearts of the dozen or so people from Poison Dragon Fort became even more frightened. They had the Fort Master personally come to collect them. Was that a living person or a dead person?

At this moment, no one dared to speak.

Cold sweat trickled down Old man Qingyi’s back. He calmed down and pointed at Xiao Chen, saying, “This person killed the seventh young master of the Castle Master yesterday. The Castle Master told us to come here today and bring this person back. Please forgive me for offending the Castle Master.”

“Oh?”

Fengman Attic’s faint voice came from Lady Rakshasa, “If I don’t hand them over to you, are you going to tear me down today?”

Hearing this, Old man Qingyi subconsciously looked at the broken stone bricks on the ground. His heart was in a state of turmoil as he said, “Today is indeed I am’s rudeness. It’s just …”

“Forget it, leave.”

Before he could finish speaking, Fengman Attic’s cold and indifferent voice came from Lady Rakshasa.

Old man Qingyi hesitated for a moment, but he still said, “The building master should know the rules of Dingfeng City. This rule was set by our three families hundreds of years ago. This person killed the seventh young master of the castle master. If the building master insists on protecting him, I will not be able to bring him away today, but in this way, the building master will break the rules …”

“Rules?”

‘”Dingfeng City has its own rules. I, Fengman Attic, also have its own rules. My rules in Lady Rakshasa, even my guests in Fengman Attic, can’t move!” Fengman Attic’s faint voice sounded once again, “Dingfeng City has its own rules. I, Fengman Attic, also have my own rules. I, Fengman Attic, can’t move a single guest!”

The last sentence sounded like thunder in March, causing everyone to tremble. A cold wind blew past, and no one dared to speak out.

Old man Qingyi squeezed his finger tightly and looked at Xiao Chen not far away. Xiao Chen stood there calmly.

“What? Are you still not leaving?”

“Since you don’t want to leave, stay in my Fengman Attic and be a guest,” Lady Rakshasa said coldly.

These words frightened the souls of the dozen or so Poison Dragon Castle disciples to pieces. The gray-robed old man hurriedly handed Old man Qingyi a look. Old man Qingyi glanced at Xiao Chen unwillingly before leaving with his men in resentment.

“Hmph.”

Fengman Attic coldly snorted from Lady Rakshasa, and then his voice gradually fell silent.

The surroundings gradually regained their calm. Apart from the ground that had been shattered along the way, it was as if nothing had happened. The crowd of onlookers also slowly dispersed.

Yue Manfeng walked in front of Xiao Chen and stroked his beard with a smile, “I see that this little friend’s strength just now is very strange. May I have a chat in the building?”

“I’d be happy to.”

Xiao Chen took a step forward. He didn’t have the slightest interest in the dancers in Fengman Attic, but he noticed that this Yue Youshi seemed to be very proficient in Nascent Soul and might be of help to him.

Moreover, why should Fengman Attic refuse since it intends to rope in each other, each obtaining what he needs and each seeking to gain what he wants? As early as last night, he had already thought it through clearly. Now that he was weak, one more friend meant one less enemy.

…

A Moon hung high in the night, and a cold wind blew, rolling up the leaves on the ground.

At this moment, in a pavilion room in Fengman Attic, Yue Manfeng pressed down on Xiao Chen’s wrist. The space between his eyebrows grew deeper and deeper. After a long time, he slowly withdrew his hand and asked, “Little friend Xiao, did you say that you destroyed the Nascent Soul that day in the Black Green Sect? No one else attacked you during that time?”

Xiao Chen slowly stood up. The situation of that day gradually appeared in his mind. Actually, on that day, he did not think of destroying his Nascent Soul. However, the situation at that time required him to gather all his life’s power in one place. That place was nothing more than the Nascent Soul in his dantian. If he released this life’s power instantly, not only would his entire body’s meridians be shattered, but his Nascent Soul would also be unable to escape destruction.

Even though he was a little impulsive back then, he still didn’t regret it, nor did he regret crippling his cultivation, nor did he regret jumping off the Immortal Burial Cliff.

At the very least, those people … wouldn’t make things difficult for Master again.

Seeing that he was silent, Yue Manfeng sighed softly and said, “Although I have studied Nascent Soul a little, no one has been able to fully understand the mysteries of Nascent Soul since ancient times. What I have seen is only a drop in the ocean. I’m afraid I can’t do anything about Little Friend Xiao’s Nascent Soul.”

At this point, he paused for a while and continued, “However, Lou Zhou’s cultivation is far above Yue’s. Perhaps she has a way. If Lou Zhou doesn’t have a way, then there is only one place in the world, and only one person has a way.”

“Who?”

Xiao Chen turned around and looked at him.

Yue Manfeng shook his head, “That place is not easy to reach. In my opinion, let the landlord take a look first.”

Xiao Chen didn’t say anything and turned around. Yue Manfeng looked at him and continued, “Although I don’t know why Senior Chu asked Little Friend Xiao to come to Fengman Attic, I know that the landlord treats Little Friend Xiao as a friend.”

“Friends …”

Xiao Chen looked at the round of Moon outside the window. For some reason, when he heard these two words, his mind was filled with thoughts from three years ago.

…

At this moment, in the Poison Dragon Fort south of Dingfeng City, there were two rows of dark green candles burning in the main hall, reflecting the face of the person at the head of the hall even more ferocious and terrifying. That person was the Fort Master of Poison Dragon Fort, Zong Xiaotian.

Qingyi stood below and remained silent for a long time before he said, “This subordinate failed to bring that person back.”

Zong Xiaotian raised his hand and his expression became gloomier. “I don’t blame you. That stinking woman has always been at odds with me. Hmph! Do you think I don’t know what she’s thinking?”

Qingyi remained silent. After a while, Zong Xiaotian asked, “Did you find out the origin of that person?”

Qingyi thought for a moment and said, “Today, I heard people say that that person … could be Xuanqing Sect, the traitor from Xiao Yichen, two years ago.”

“Xiao Yichen …”

Zong Xiaotian’s gaze became even more terrifying. “No wonder, no wonder Maid Rakshasa was trying to rope in this person. So that’s how it is. Very good, very good … Wait!”

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and shot two sharp gazes at the Qingyi envoy, “Go and bring Zong Qin’s corpse!”

Messenger Qingyi didn’t know what he was up to. He only nodded and immediately went outside. After about half an incense stick of time, he brought Zong Qin’s corpse.

Zong Xiaotian looked at the black corpse and the hatred in his eyes grew even more intense. “Since it was Xiao Yichen who killed it, I might need to take a closer look.”

Envoy Qingyi immediately placed the corpse under the front of the hall and stared at it for a long time before saying, “Only the space between my eyebrows is a little dark, my internal organs wither in an instant, my primordial spirit also dissipates in an instant, but the other party does not leave a trace of aura … This subordinate … has never seen such a killing technique before.”

“The space between my eyebrows is a little dark … Wait.”

Zong Xiaotian walked closer and placed his finger on the dark spot between Zong Qin’s eyebrows. After pondering for a long time, he shook his head and said, “It’s not caused by a unique technique, it’s a hidden weapon.”

“Hidden weapon?”

Qingyi’s expression slightly froze as he looked at Zong Qin’s dark face. Zong Qin was not lacking in ability and was not afraid of poison. What hidden weapon in this world could instantly kill him, and even his primordial spirit could not escape?

“Could it be …”

Zong Xiaotian’s expression became gloomier and gloomier. He suddenly looked at the envoy of Qingyi and said, “Envoy Qingyi, quickly send someone to investigate where Xiao Yichen came from. Everywhere he went, he must investigate carefully. This sect must find out the source of this hidden weapon …”

Ambassador Qingyi did not understand his intentions. It would be very difficult to find a needle in a haystack, but he still nodded and said, “This subordinate will send someone to investigate.”

“Mm …”

Zong Xiaotian’s eyes turned cold as he slowly looked at Zong Qin, who was unhappy with his death. Finally, his palm slowly stroked down his eyes and said, “Child, leave peacefully. Your father will definitely avenge you …”

…

Seven days later, Xiao Chen was meditating in an attic in Fengman Attic. In the past few days, he had tried many methods to sense the Nascent Soul but failed. Yue Manfeng had also seen it for him these past few days, but there was nothing he could do about it. The only thing he could do was remember the wonderful feeling he had when he was imprisoned by Old Qingyi’s Nascent Soul.

“Da, da, da …”

Suddenly, a soft sound of footsteps came from outside. Then, Yaoji’s voice sounded, “Young Master Xiao, are you there?”

Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the door. “Miss, what’s the matter?”

“Seven days of sacrifice is over, Young Master, please come over.”

“Alright.”

Xiao Chen slowly stood up. Right now, he was unable to recondense his Nascent Soul. However, if Lady Rakshasa could help him recondense his Nascent Soul, it was not impossible. However, he knew that things would not be that simple. The other party would definitely have some requests.