Nan Shiying turned her head and looked towards the inner courtyard.
As far as she knew, Chi Sha had come with Mei Sha. Now, only Mei Sha was visible, and Chi Sha was nowhere to be seen. Chi Sha had likely already infiltrated the inner courtyard.
Mei Sha was strong in enchantment, but her martial arts skills were not particularly profound. For a while, she had not been able to subdue Hui Jingxian.
The people present, after overcoming their initial fear, had calmed down. However, none of them stepped forward to help. While Ju De Manor might be able to withstand the retaliation of the Ghost Sha Sect, their own weak bodies could not.
Wen Renfeng’s eyes darted around. While everyone’s attention was focused on Hui Jingxian and Mei Sha, he stealthily moved towards Nan Shiying.
Xiao Man turned to look at him.
His body stiffened as he forced a fawning smile. He pointed at the two fighting individuals ahead, then pointed at himself, presenting a picture of weakness, pity, and helplessness.
Xiao Man shot him a warning glance, then ignored him.
“Father, this disciple will help you capture this demoness,” Mei Sha declared fiercely, but when it came to the actual fight, she was nothing remarkable. Hui Jingxian’s son shouted loudly and prepared to step forward to help.
Upon hearing that Ju De Manor had been quietly absorbed by Ji Hong, and since it had become a blade in the hands of the court, Nan Shiying could not stand by and watch the Ghost Sha Sect slaughter Ju De Manor. The most important task at present was not to subdue Mei Sha, but to prevent Chi Sha from controlling the inner chambers.
She issued a warning: “Young Manor Lord, if I were you, I would go and check the inner courtyard.”
Hui Ziling, Hui Jingxian’s son, suddenly turned his head and looked at the elegant young man who had been sitting on a chair, drinking tea and watching the show from beginning to end. She appeared to be a frail scholar, but he had seen clearly earlier that this brother and sister were personally welcomed into the manor by his father.
Hearing this, Hui Jingxian was momentarily distracted. Fortunately, his evasion was timely, and he was not struck by the whip.
He quickly said to Hui Ziling, “Ling’er, go to the inner courtyard, quickly!”
Mei Sha’s expression changed, and her attacks became more ferocious. She hadn’t expected the young man she had taken notice of to be so talkative. If she ruined the Ghost Sha Sect’s plans, she would make him wish he were dead!
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Mei Sha let out a charming cry. Instead of continuing to entangle with Hui Jingxian, she lunged directly at Hui Ziling.
Seeing this, Hui Jingxian was overcome with a bad premonition. He charged towards Mei Sha, his internal energy surging as he unleashed a move called “Flying Bird’s Inverted Scale.”
Feeling the刁钻 sword’s edge, Mei Sha did not turn to block.
A flying knife shot out from the guests’ seating area, coming from below and directly deflecting Hui Jingxian’s attack. Then, a figure clad in moon-white leaped out from the crowd, treading on tables and flying forward, blocking Hui Jingxian’s path.
“It’s you!”
The one who had made the move was the Flying Knife Master, Wang Yining!
Hui Jingxian’s eyes widened in disbelief. He had never imagined that this person would be in league with the Ghost Sha Sect.
“Manor Lord Hui, I am sorry!”
Wang Yining apologized verbally, but his actions were all aimed at lethal blows. Wang Yining’s flying knives were fast and deadly. His opponents often only saw the wind-up before the knife was already aimed at their vital points. Hui Jingxian, worried about his family, was distracted and fell into a disadvantage.
So many martial artists were present today, but who could guarantee that they were not already colluding with the Ghost Sha Sect like Wang Yining? Now, seeing Wang Yining suddenly jump out, everyone looked at each other with a hint of vigilance and suspicion in their eyes, and they were even more hesitant to help Hui Jingxian.
At this moment, the sound of fighting suddenly erupted from the inner courtyard.
Hui Jingxian, the Manor Lord of Ju De Manor, was now on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of expert cultivation. His son, Hui Ziling, had entered the ranks of top-tier martial artists a year ago.
Hui Jingxian also had five direct disciples: one top-tier and four second-tier. Below them, there were countless third-tier experts. In terms of overall strength, they were a considerable force in the region. However, at this moment, only three of Hui Jingxian’s disciples, who were second-tier experts, were present. His eldest disciple, Mu Yu, who had reached the top-tier, had gone to the Dian Cang Sect some days ago to invite Master Cang Lan, but something had gone wrong in the process, and there had been no news of him since. Another disciple had gone to invite the leader of the Jiangyu Alliance and had also not returned.
Of the remaining three disciples, two were guarding the family in the inner courtyard, and one was outside the gate, seemingly engaged in combat as well.
The disciples of the various sects had fallen silent for some unknown reason.
Hui Jingxian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his blood freezing solid. At this moment, he didn’t even know who to ask for help.
He looked at his son, who was entangled with Mei Sha, and then quickly scanned his surroundings. His gaze suddenly fixed on a certain spot.
A flying knife grazed his ear, drawing a string of blood.
Seeing that Hui Jingxian dared to be distracted while fighting him, Wang Yining let out a cold laugh, “Manor Lord Hui, do you not take me, Wang, seriously?”
Hui Jingxian wished he could skin Wang Yining alive and devour him. He did not reply, but while fending off the flying knives, he shouted at Nan Shiying, “I beg you, Sir, save my Ju De Manor! If you pity us and lend your aid, Ju De Manor will henceforth pledge allegiance to you. I, Hui, swear here and now that if I break this oath, I shall be struck by lightning and suffer eternal damnation!”
Hearing that Hui Jingxian was willing to hand over Ju De Manor completely, the people present exchanged quick glances. They were tempted, but the person Hui Jingxian was asking for help was not them. And in this situation, without absolute confidence, who would dare to step forward? They might not gain anything and instead lose their heads.
Xiao Man glanced at Nan Shiying. That older brother was clearly begging the young lady.
“Brother, should we act?” Xiao Man asked.
Nan Shiying slowly stood up. Her martial arts were actually quite ordinary; it was her abilities that were somewhat monstrous, compensating for her lack of martial arts prowess.
If classified strictly by internal energy, she was at best a second-tier expert.
But what could be done? She was cheating!
Seeing Nan Shiying stand up, a thief who had been hiding in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity, emerged and blocked Nan Shiying’s path.
“Kid, I advise you not to court death!”
“It’s Mad Blade Xu Er!”
A gasp rose from the crowd. Mad Blade Xu Er, a renowned top-tier expert in the martial world.
Why had this person also colluded with the Ghost Sha Sect?
He was already a top-tier expert; what was he seeking?
Wen Renfeng remained still, still cowering behind Nan Shiying and her brother. Even though it was the top-tier expert Xu Er who had come out to intercept the siblings.
Top-tier experts were nothing.
The owner of Wan Ku Tower and Chi Zu were both peak experts in the peak realm, yet what was the outcome?
Nan Shiying tidied her sleeves, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at the burly man blocking her path. She asked, “Are you sure you want to stop me?”
Xu Er sneered. He shook off the cloth binding his long saber, swung his saber, and slashed at Nan Shiying.
Nan Shiying’s eyes were instantly covered in a golden light. She raised her hand and elegantly snapped her fingers. With a “boom,” a burst of flames suddenly erupted from Xu Er’s body. The flames spread rapidly, engulfing Xu Er’s entire body at an astonishing speed.