After Xiao Fei left, Huang Feifei was left alone in the shop.
Once out of Xiao Fei's sight, she would revert to her former self, the Saintess of the Human Race, possessing all her beauty, composure, and skills.
Just then, Ji Zhu rushed into the shop.
"Féifei Immortal! Disaster has struck! We've fallen into a trap, Fellow Daoist Xiao is surrounded and his fate is unknown. I broke through alone to seek help."
"Ah! What is happening?"
Huang Feifei's face displayed the expected shock, grief, panic, confusion, and helplessness…
"Féifei Immortal, hurry and come with me. Soon, upon receiving news from Tiantong City, they will be hunting you throughout the city."
Ji Zhu said anxiously and reached out to grab Huang Feifei's hand.
"Oh, oh!"
Huang Feifei, dazed, took a step back, narrowly avoiding Ji Zhu's grasp.
"Féifei Immortal, please come with me."
"Alright! I'll go pack up!"
Huang Feifei said, turning and entering the back hall, then quickly reappearing.
The two then hurried away, quickly exiting the city and heading towards the wilderness.
...
In the manor eighty li outside the city.
The battle had already entered its final stages. All the cultivators in the manor, regardless of gender or age, were slain by Ji Zhu's subordinates.
Xiao Fei, disguised, felt no sense of revenge as the person involved. Throughout the entire process, he was like an observer.
He hadn't even had a chance to make a move.
He finally spotted an injured cow and drew his sword, preparing to take advantage of its weakened state.
However, a flying sword suddenly shot out from the side, severing the cow's head with a single strike, splattering him with blood.
This time, he did look a bit like an executioner.
Before Xiao Fei could act, the battle had already reached its climax.
All other cultivators in the manor were dead, leaving only Young Master Xing, severely wounded, lying on the ground, his last breath escaping.
Ji Zhu had left at some point, leaving only his Nascent Soul subordinates surrounding Young Master Xing, but not immediately killing him.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, our Young Master Ji has ordered that this Young Master Xing's life must be taken by your own hand for revenge!"
Xiao Fei walked over with a flying sword and stood before Young Master Xing, not making a move immediately.
Young Master Xing, at this moment, had lost all his former dashing demeanor. His feather fan had been reduced to half a handle, and he lay on the ground like a dead dog.
Core disciples of these influential families often had life lamps or similar magical artifacts within their clans.
Once they died, their clan's life lamp would extinguish, and the lamp would also guide their clansmen to the murderer.
If Xiao Fei were to kill Young Master Xing now, he would face endless pursuit from the Xing family thereafter.
Furthermore, the crime of slaughtering the entire manor would also be pinned on him.
It was as if someone else was stealing the chicken and eating the meat, while he was taking the blame and getting beaten.
He had no desire to do such a foolish thing.
As for the enmity between Xiao Fei and Young Master Xing, it was merely that Young Master Xing wanted to court Huang Feifei, but he would never succeed.
There were easily eight thousand cultivators in the world who had designs on Huang Feifei; it was impossible to kill them all.
"Forget it, it's best to be merciful when one can. I've decided to spare Young Master Xing!"
Xiao Fei said this and turned to leave.
"No, you can't leave!"
Two Nascent Soul cultivators immediately blocked his path.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, we all risked our lives for your revenge, and now you want to walk away at this point?"
"That doesn't make sense, does it?"
Ji Zhu's remaining Nascent Soul cultivators surrounded him, trapping him and Young Master Xing in the middle.
It was as if they would not let him leave unless he killed Young Master Xing.
"What are you trying to do? Are you planning to kill me here as well?"
Although disguised as a woman, Xiao Fei's demeanor turned fierce.
"The wise know when to adapt. Please, Fellow Daoist Xiao, make your move!"
"Otherwise, hehehe..."
The attitude of the Nascent Soul experts was self-evident.
Simultaneously, a grand formation had silently taken shape, intending to trap both Xiao Fei and the half-dead Young Master Xing within.
"Whether to act is no longer up to you!"
"If you make the move to kill him, we can escort you away."
"If not, we will use this formation to trap you both inside. Before the Xing family cultivators from Tiantong City arrive, you will both perish."
As they spoke, the Nascent Soul experts had nearly completed the formation.
However, at this very moment, Xiao Fei's expression suddenly changed drastically. Black mist billowed around him, and his body exploded with a bang, transforming into countless blood-red threads that spread out.
"You are not Xiao Fei!"
"Who are you?"
The Nascent Soul cultivators surrounding Xiao Fei finally realized that the person before them was a ghost cultivator, not Xiao Fei at all.
More than a month ago, Xiao Lan had heard of the fame of Xiao Fei and Huang Feifei in Tiantong City and had personally visited their shop to meet them.
However, she had remained hidden, using her stealth abilities to gather a large amount of useful intelligence for Xiao Fei.
Before Xiao Fei left today, he had said he was going to disguise himself, but in reality, he had simply switched identities, with Xiao Lan taking on Xiao Fei's persona to leave the city.
It was ironic that Ji Zhu had been praising Xiao Fei's masterful disguise, saying he looked like a completely different person.
"Hahaha... Does it matter who I am?"
Amidst a burst of laughter, black mist swirled, engulfing all the Nascent Soul experts.
Within the black mist, countless blood threads churned and entwined madly.
These red blood threads were impervious to swords and fire. Once they touched a body, they would immediately burrow into it.
They rapidly absorbed the vital essence within, turning a living Nascent Soul cultivator into a dried corpse within mere moments.
Xiao Lan's black mist and blood threads were equivalent to a cultivator's domain. Within their coverage, she was almost invincible.
In just over ten breaths, several of Ji Zhu's Nascent Soul experts had been reduced to dried corpses.
The black mist and blood threads retracted and gathered, once again forming a female image that bore some resemblance to Xiao Fei.
In fact, this was Xiao Lan's approximate appearance in life, with only minor adjustments to some details.
Young Master Xing was left lying on the ground like a dead dog.
"Save... save me... I will never forget... your kindness!"
At this moment, he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Lan displaying her divine power, like a celestial being descending. Mustering all his strength, he managed to utter these few words.
In Young Master Xing's eyes, Xiao Lan's ghostly image appeared exceptionally sacred.
"I just couldn't be bothered to kill you. Don't you dare die and blame me!"
Xiao Lan said, preparing to turn and leave this troublesome place.
As she was about to transform into black mist and fly away again, her heart trembled!
"They've come so fast!"
Several Void Refining realm experts had already flown out from Tiantong City, heading towards the manor.