Simultaneous Transmigration: The Re-merging of 99 Selves

Chapter 95 Qu Feiyan and Lan Fenghuang

The young girl nodded smugly: "You're not entirely naive. You're one of the elders in the sect, you must know the leader's methods. If you want to live, come with me obediently, someone can save you."

Looking at the quirky little girl in front of him, Zhao Yu recalled the original plot and vaguely guessed her identity.

As for the person she mentioned who could save her, could it be Qu Yang?

That can't be right. At this time, isn't Qu Yang thinking about retiring to the countryside with his soulmate Liu Zhengfeng? How could he possibly provoke me for no reason?

However, Zhao Yu glanced at Yue Buqun and the others who were in complete chaos, and made up his mind.

There's no point in staying here any longer. We might as well go with her; maybe we can find out where Dongfang Bubai is.

Since the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, Zhao Yu has not had a serious fight with anyone. Perhaps Dongfang Bubai can put some pressure on him.

Before the girl could react, Zhao Yu reached out and grabbed her by the back of her collar. With a swift movement, he jumped out of the window and disappeared at the end of the street in the blink of an eye.

A silver ingot shot in through the window and landed on the table; he almost forgot to pay the bill.

Hearing the commotion behind her, Yue Lingshan turned around and said, "Brother Zhao, the Demonic Sect is here, we..."

"what?"

The seat that Zhao Yu was originally sitting in was now empty.

"Where is Brother Zhao?" Yue Lingshan looked around in confusion, but there was no sign of Zhao Yu anywhere.

When Yue Buqun heard her words, he turned around and glanced back, his brows furrowing slightly, but he didn't think much of it.

Zhao Yu's origins are shrouded in mystery, so his disappearance without a trace is not surprising. The most important thing now is to deal with the attack from the Sun Moon Cult.

It's true that Yue Buqun is a hypocrite, and it's also true that he's after the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual. But the hatred between Mount Hua and the Sun Moon Cult is even more real. With a formidable enemy at hand, he can no longer care about Zhao Yu.

"Lingshan, stop looking. Let's go back to the Liu residence and reunite with everyone," Yue Buqun said in a deep voice.

Yue Lingshan nodded, but felt a little disappointed. Looking at the empty seat, she sighed softly.

On the other side, Zhao Yu, carrying the little girl in his hand, quickly reached a secluded alley before stopping.

As soon as she landed, Qu Feiyan struggled desperately to get Zhao Yu to put her down.

After regaining her footing, she straightened her wrinkled clothes and glared at Zhao Yu a few times.

She said angrily, "You're so rude! How can you treat a girl like that?"

"This way we can travel faster," Zhao Yu replied casually. "Alright, now you can tell me, who wants to see me?"

Qu Feiyan straightened her clothes, cleared her throat, raised her chin, and said in a serious tone, "Listen carefully, the Holy Maiden has ordered you to come and pay your respects. Come with me."

Zhao Yu was not particularly surprised by Qu Feiyan's words.

At this point, there were very few people who could get Qu Feiyan to come forward and guide them.

Qu Yang is embroiled in trouble and is unlikely to show up unless necessary, so it's Ren Yingying who's in the picture.

Unexpectedly, his arrival caused the plot to take such a turn. Ren Yingying not only appeared ahead of schedule, but also took the initiative to send people to look for him.

It's just unknown whether she came to Hengshan City for the Sun Moon Cult or for herself.

Zhao Yu remained calm and raised his chin: "Lead the way."

After saying that, she nimbly turned around and disappeared into the alley next door.

Zhao Yu followed slowly behind.

Qu Feiyan led him through streets and alleys, avoiding the bustling main street, and after many twists and turns, they arrived at a quiet bamboo forest in Hengshan City.

Surrounded by lush bamboo, the wind rustles through the bamboo grove, isolating it from the noise of the outside world, making it a rare and peaceful place.

As you walk deeper into the bamboo forest, an elegant little courtyard comes into view.

Qu Feiyan pointed to the courtyard gate and stopped. "The Holy Maiden is inside. Go in. Remember, don't be impolite or anger the Holy Maiden, or you'll regret it."

Zhao Yu chuckled and retorted, "Etiquette? Do you demonic sect members also care about these empty formalities?"

"It's the Divine Cult! Not the Demonic Cult!" Qu Feiyan jumped up and down in anger, hands on her hips, and said, "Besides, weren't you a member of the Divine Cult before? What, you've forgotten your roots after only a few days away? You're so tactless, I really don't know how you've survived to this day."

Zhao Yu reached out and ruffled her hair: "That's more like it. You were so serious just now, you didn't act like a little girl at all."

Qu Feiyan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Zhao Yu was deliberately teasing her.

She slapped Zhao Yu's hand away and said angrily, "Who's joking with you! You're in big trouble yourself, and you still have the mind to tease me."

Thinking of her grandfather's situation, Qu Feiyan felt a surge of irritation.

Now that she's been dragged into this messenger job by Ren Yingying, she's in no good mood. Zhao Yu even dares to tease her, so Qu Feiyan naturally won't have a pleasant expression.

"Imminent disaster?" Zhao Yu smiled faintly. "That's how others see me. No one in this world can take my life!"

After saying that, he ignored Qu Feiyan and strode towards the courtyard gate.

Just as I reached the courtyard gate, a soft, sweet laugh rang out.

"Young Master Lang certainly has a big mouth, but I wonder... how much real skill does he actually possess?"

Amidst laughter, a graceful figure in blue emerged from behind the courtyard gate.

The woman was dressed in a blue tube skirt, with charming eyebrows and eyes, a smile on her lips, but her eyes held a wildness that set her apart from ordinary women.

Zhao Yu paused, and seeing the newcomer's head full of silver ornaments, he guessed the newcomer's identity.

"But could it be the Blue Leader of the Five Immortals Sect in person?"

"Little Lang still knows my name; it seems he's been thinking about me for a long time, hasn't he?"

Lan Fenghuang chuckled, swayed her hips as she walked forward, and reached out to take Zhao Yu's hand.

Her movements were natural and graceful; to others, it was simply a Miao woman's uninhibited nature, disregarding the boundaries between men and women.

If it were an ordinary man, being able to be so close to such a beauty would probably have already made him feel aroused.

But Zhao Yu remained unmoved.

He swiftly grabbed Lan Fenghuang's wrist, saying, "I dare not touch Master Lan's hand casually. When traveling the martial world, caution is the best policy."

"Ouch!"

Lan Fenghuang cried out in pain, her eyes blurry as she looked at Zhao Yu: "Little Lang, you hurt me, please let go of me."

Zhao Yu remained unmoved and flicked his finger.

A gust of wind shot from his fingertips and struck Lan Fenghuang's sleeve.

With a "thud," a small, bright green snake fell out of her sleeve, wriggled a few times on the ground, and then lay still.

Judging from its bright color, it is clearly a highly poisonous substance.

Zhao Yu looked at Lan Fenghuang with a leisurely air, wanting to hear how she would explain herself.

Even though her trick was exposed, Lan Fenghuang wasn't embarrassed.

With a flick of her wrist, her entire arm, as if boneless, slid out of Zhao Yu's grasp at an odd angle.

At the same time, she formed her other hand into a claw and reached for Zhao Yu's face, her fingertips gleaming with a faint black light, clearly indicating that they were coated with a deadly poison.