With a parting remark, Si Xin Xin turned and walked away.
Si Jian Ye had only this precious daughter. If she said anything unpleasant, it would surely have a significant impact on Feng Qing Cheng.
Feng Qing Cheng couldn't help but feel anxious and quickly stopped her. "Xin Xin, I didn't say I wouldn't sing. Don't rush off."
The moment the female voice fell, Si Xin Xin's lips curved upwards, a few smiles appearing on her cheeks.
When she turned back, the smile on her face vanished instantly. Her small face took on a more serious expression. "Feng Qing Cheng, is what you said true?"
Feng Qing Cheng's eyes darkened slightly, a flicker of something appearing in them. "Of course it's true. It's just that your father is probably at the First Sect now. Can you find him?"
If she could learn Si Jian Ye's whereabouts from Si Xin Xin, and then follow the trail to find Feng Ning He, that would be good.
"Well..."
Si Xin Xin's lips curved upwards imperceptibly. The little pigtails on her head perked up excitedly. "I don't know where Father is, but I have something he left me. As long as I inject spiritual energy into it, Father will come find me."
Feng Qing Cheng's eyes brightened, a subtle depth flickering within them. "Xin Xin, could you try it for me now?"
If she could lure the King of Hell here, she would have a chance to be alone with Si Jian Ye.
At that time, she would definitely perform well and make the King of Hell understand that she was the most suitable person for him in this world!
As for Feng Ning He, she was just a little slut, all sweet talk and not worthy of the King of Hell.
"Of course."
Si Xin Xin readily agreed. Her chubby little hands nimbly took out a jade slip.
She injected a trace of spiritual energy into the jade slip, which then emitted a faint glow.
Feng Qing Cheng's heart couldn't help but become excited, as if anticipating something. "The jade slip lighting up means the King of Hell knows your whereabouts and will arrive soon."
This way, she could see the King of Hell.
The conversation between the two entered A Xi's ears with perfect clarity.
His eyes widened, and he looked at everything before him in horror.
This jade slip was just something for Si Xin Xin to play with; it had no effect.
The young lady's ability to spout nonsense was indeed getting better and better. Feng Qing Cheng actually believed it.
After a moment, A Xi withdrew his gaze and stood silently to the side, thinking to himself: Miss's ability to torment people is top-notch. I must never offend her in the future.
Si Xin Xin tilted her head and looked at her quietly. "Feng Qing Cheng, when I see Father, I will definitely put in a good word for you. Can you sing for me now?"
Looking at the innocent, tender face before her, Feng Qing Cheng bit her lip, struggling internally.
As long as she sang, Xin Xin would put in a good word for her with Si Jian Ye.
If she could change Si Jian Ye's impression of her, that would be good.
Feng Qing Cheng fell into thought, a deep meaning clouding her clean, fair face.
Seeing her remain silent, Si Xin Xin turned to leave. "Since you're unwilling to sing, I won't praise you to Father either. I'm going back to my room to sleep." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"I'll sing!"
Seeing the small figure about to leave, Feng Qing Cheng panicked and quickly called out to stop her.
These simple two words made Si Xin Xin burst into laughter, her innocent face filled with smiles. "Then sing quickly! We're all waiting to hear!"
Feng Qing Cheng's gaze swept over her with a hint of hesitation. Her voice paused slightly. "Xin Xin, a spoken word is like a chariot pulled by four horses; you can't go back on it. You can't lie to me."
If there was a chance to curry favor with Si Jian Ye, others would be even more desperate than her.
Even if it meant being a servant to Si Xin Xin, she wouldn't refuse.
"Whose child is this? Why is Sister Qing Cheng treating her so well?"
"Yes, Sister Qing Cheng even deigned to sing 'You Jiang Lian.' This song is only sung by courtesans. Even the maids in the sect wouldn't bother singing it."
"This is the King of Hell's child..."
The King of Hell was of noble status. Countless people in this world wanted to curry favor with him.
But the King of Hell had always disdained such things, not even deigning to glance at unimportant people, let alone allowing them to fawn over him.
Upon learning of Si Xin Xin's identity, the gazes of several cultivators instantly became fervent.
If possible, let alone singing, they wouldn't mind Si Xin Xin crawling over their heads.
As long as they could curry favor with Si Jian Ye, they would have peace for the rest of their lives, and their cultivation would even advance by leaps and bounds.
Si Xin Xin held her head high and proud, extending her chubby little hand to pat her chest lightly. "Of course. Why would I lie?"
Seeing her earnest expression, Feng Qing Cheng believed her words and casually took out a pipa, beginning to play.
The pipa's melody was melodious, carried by the wind and drifting further and further away.
Feng Qing Cheng sat in the courtyard with the pipa in her arms. Her ruby-red lips parted, and her voice slowly descended.
Her singing was melodious and moving, like a gentle stream murmuring softly.
Even though Feng Qing Cheng was singing 'You Jiang Lian,' it had a delicate and refined feel.
The surrounding cultivators were instantly mesmerized, staring at Feng Qing Cheng with wide eyes. "As expected of Sister Qing Cheng. Her singing is beautiful and pleasant to the ear. This is the first time I've heard such a beautiful and moving melody."
"No wonder Sister Qing Cheng is the number one talented woman in Jinling. Even a song like this can be sung by her with noble elegance!"
The cultivators' discussions entered Feng Qing Cheng's ears clearly.
The corners of her mouth turned up involuntarily, a hint of pride appearing in her eyes.
Even if she were to sing such a vulgar song, the disciples of the Immortal Sect would not consider her vulgar, but rather unique.
Not far away, Si Xin Xin watched everything quietly. The little pigtails on her head stood up excitedly, and her little hands rummaged through her spatial bag.
As if she had found something, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she flicked her hand violently!
Chirp chirp chirp—
Suddenly, a flock of black crows appeared in the sky.
These crows let out a mournful cry, flapping their wings and swooping down fiercely towards the crowd!
"Look! A flock of black crows has suddenly appeared in the sky! Black crows are extremely aggressive and are skilled at attacking people. Be careful not to be pecked by them!"
"Heavens! How can so many black crows appear in Jinling! Run!"
The appearance of the black crows turned the cultivators' faces pale. They were so frightened that they panicked and fled in all directions.
Black crows live in dark, sunless caves, where corpses are piled up year-round. They feed on rotting flesh and are filled with venom.
A single bite from them would cause the poison to spread rapidly throughout the body, causing swelling, festering, and black spots, smelling like a dead person. The effect was no less than that of black licorice.
However, black crows did not kill people quickly; instead, they would torment them continuously...
Feng Qing Cheng, who was playing the pipa, sensed something. Her expression flickered, and she rushed to flee with the cultivators. However, these black crows seemed to have eyes and kept chasing Feng Qing Cheng.
"Don't chase me! You stupid black crows!"
Feng Qing Cheng screamed in panic, running for her life.