Long Xinghe knew she had been tricked as soon as she arrived in the woods.
The only people and matters that could trick her were always related to Feng Wuya.
When she chased after him, she saw Wuya in his white robes.
But upon entering the woods, she turned to leave.
Wuya would never lure her out in such a manner; she had been too anxious just now.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned, a figure descended from the sky, completely blocking her retreat.
"You are not some old woman, who are you?"
Feng Xi narrowed her eyes, noticing Long Xinghe's hair, which had regained its lustrous black sheen.
Her face was indeed very ugly, but her hands clearly belonged to a young girl.
Long Xinghe did not reply, her attention scanning the surroundings.
Apart from the man in white who had lured her out, it seemed only the woman before her remained in this area.
But they were already quite a distance from the逍遥王府 (Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion).
Let's finish this quickly!
Long Xinghe leaped up abruptly.
Feng Xi hadn't expected her to attack so swiftly, not even asking why they had lured her here.
This woman was decisive and intelligent, not simple! No wonder they had never been able to deal with Feng Wuya; it was all because this woman was obstructing them!
Feng Xi let out a whistle and flicked her long sleeves, sending several poisoned darts flying.
Long Xinghe spun in mid-air, dodging them.
The moment she landed, the man in white behind her lunged forward.
A scent of decay!
A medicine person!
This man in white was actually a medicine person!
But he hadn't lost his consciousness and appeared no different from an ordinary person.
However, she had learned from Chu Qianli how to identify the aura of a medicine person, and this man in white was definitely one.
Why was he different from the medicine people she had encountered before?
With a mere flash, the white-robed medicine person was behind her.
Long Xinghe casually flicked her hand, sending out a palm strike.
The white-robed man's cultivation was not particularly strong; he was sent flying with just one palm strike.
But Feng Xi's poisoned darts, in an instant, reached her back.
Long Xinghe's eyes darkened, and she was about to dodge.
A gust of wind blew, inexplicably causing her head to sway, and her vision blurred.
She retreated rapidly but could only evade two poisoned darts. The last one struck her shoulder.
Long Xinghe felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. In a mere moment, her entire shoulder and even half of her body became numb.
Her legs gave way, and she knelt on the ground on one knee. The side of her body hit by the poisoned dart was completely immobile.
The remaining half of her body also felt a wave of numbness, and soon, her other leg could no longer support her. She collapsed softly onto the ground.
This woman's poison was too potent! So insidious and hard to guard against!
"Speak, who exactly are you? Did Chu Qianli arrange you by Feng Wuya's side?"
Feng Xi drew her long sword, its tip almost touching Long Xinghe's face.
"If you don't speak, I'll ruin this face of yours."
Long Xinghe almost laughed, "You think... I care about this face?"
Feng Xi was taken aback, feeling a sudden awkwardness.
She was already so ugly; she indeed wouldn't care.
She had merely used disfigurement as a threat against female enemies out of habit.
She turned her wrist, the tip of the sword now pressed against Long Xinghe's heart.
"Speak!"
Long Xinghe merely looked at her, remaining silent.
"It seems you refuse the toast and insist on drinking the forfeit!"
Not being able to ascertain her identity did not affect Feng Xi's actions tonight.
The Venerable Master's intention was simply to eliminate this troublesome person.
Seeing Long Xinghe open her mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, Feng Xi sneered, "Although watching you die from poison would be more interesting, I don't have time. Die!"
With a swing of her sword, she thrust it towards Long Xinghe's heart...