PFC Chapter 71 Treasure Bag
Chapter 71 Treasure Bag
Young Master Cheng stared coldly in the direction where Cheng Ci and his sister had left, his hands clenched into fists as if he was trying his best to suppress something.
After everyone left, he also left with an angry expression.
Xie Yan and Chu Ling exchanged a glance, both thinking he was about to do something, so they immediately followed.
But to their surprise, the Fourth Young Master Cheng neither did anything bad nor went back to his room.
Instead, he went to drink with some people.
Xie Yan and Chu Ling waited from dawn till dusk, until Young Master Cheng and the group of aristocratic scions were all drunk and unconscious.
The two then realized that after posing in the garden for so long as if he was about to turn evil, he hadn't actually done anything of substance.
Xie Yan and Chu Ling stood on the roof beam, watching Cheng Shu, who had passed out drunk and was being helped back to his room by servants. The two were speechless for a moment.
It was getting late, and seeing that they couldn't find anything out about Cheng Shu, they decided not to linger at the Cheng family's house any longer.
As the two figures gracefully flew off the rooftop, a loud shout suddenly rang out, rushing straight towards them—
"Hey! You thief! Where do you think you're going!"
The sound was like a thunderclap, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of wind rapidly approached from behind the two.
In the blink of an eye, Xie Yan instinctively pulled two masks from her bosom. She put one on herself and tossed the other to Chu Ling.
Chu Ling quickly took the mask and put it on. Before putting it on, he glanced at Xie Yan's arms with admiration, eager to know what exactly was in Xie Yan's arms.
After putting on the masks, the two did not stop; instead, they sped up, trying to shake off the commotion behind them as quickly as possible.
The wind howled behind them, and the initially somewhat chaotic footsteps gradually diminished until only the two of them remained.
But the two men pursued them relentlessly, determined not to give up until they caught them.
Since the newcomers were able to keep up with Xie Yan and his companion's speed, it meant that their martial arts skills were definitely not weak either.
A sword came hurtling through the air from behind, its sharp blade whistling as it cut through the wind, aimed straight at the back of the two men.
Xie Yan and Chu Ling didn't turn around, but they keenly sensed the danger. They immediately turned sideways and separated, and the long sword was stuck straight in the spot where the two of them had just been.
The sword was still humming because of the internal energy its master had poured into it.
If the two of them had been just a step slower, they would probably have been killed on the spot.
Only then did they realize that the people chasing them were none other than the Lord of Zixiao Manor and the leader of Xuanzhen Sect.
Xie Yan and Chu Ling stayed until now because they suspected Cheng Shu, so why would these two appear here in the middle of the night?
The Master of Zixiao Manor landed lightly, drew his sword, pointed it at Xie Yan, and said, "Visiting late at night, acting suspiciously, and not daring to show your face, were the two of you responsible for the recent calamities that have befallen the Cheng family?"
Meanwhile, the Xuanzhen Sect leader stood guard in front of Chu Ling with a wary expression, clearly sharing the same thought as the Zixiao Manor Lord.
Xie Yan looked at the Master of Zixiao Manor, her tone slightly sorrowful, and said, "If I said we were just passing by, would you believe me?"
"absurd!"
The master of Zixiao Manor turned pale, shouted loudly, and thrust his sword at Xie Yan.
"You think you can just pass by and get onto the roof of the inner courtyard? I think you're clearly hiding something!"
He spared no effort in this sword strike; the sword energy was like a rainbow, and it aggressively headed straight for Xie Yan's face.
At the same time, the leader of the Xuanzhen Sect also flicked his whisk and attacked Chu Ling.
Seeing this, Xie Yan sighed.
His figure flashed rapidly, narrowly dodging the ill-intentioned sword strike from the Lord of Zixiao Manor.
But the Master of Zixiao Manor had no intention of letting him go. He turned his sword and twirled it in a fierce flourish. Then, he quickly thrust his sword again, several times in quick succession, each strike leaving afterimages, towards Xie Yan.
Faced with the impenetrable swordsmanship of the Purple Cloud Manor Lord, Xie Yan lightly touched the ground with her toes and quickly dodged.
At the same time, his longsword was taken from his waist, but it was not drawn from its sheath. Instead, it spun around in Xie Yan's hand at an extremely fast speed, accurately blocking the multiple sword strikes launched by the Lord of Zixiao Manor.
In an instant, the sword tip and the scabbard clashed against each other, sparking countless flying sparks.
When the Master of Zixiao Manor saw that Xie Yan was able to block his attack with a sword that was not even drawn, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Those with such martial arts skills are extremely rare in the martial arts world. However, the man's physique did not match his own perception of him.
Although he was surprised and suspicious, his hands did not hesitate at all. He immediately changed his swordsmanship, making it even more fierce than before.
On the other side, Chu Ling held his own against the leader of the Xuanzhen Sect, holding his own in no way.
The Xuanzhen Sect leader grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. He was astonished to discover that his strength was nearly equal to that of the man in black.
You should know that he has been the leader of the Xuanzhen Sect for decades, and his internal strength is far beyond that of ordinary people.
This man in black looks quite young; where did he get such strength that he could rival mine?!
The Master of Zixiao Manor also noticed this. He frowned, forced Xie Yan back with a sword strike, and flashed to the side of the Xuanzhen Sect Leader. He said in a deep voice, "These two are skilled in martial arts. We should not hold back any longer, lest they escape!"
The Xuanzhen Sect Leader nodded solemnly, clearly sharing the same thoughts as the Zixiao Manor Lord.
The next moment, the aura of the two changed, and even the surrounding air seemed to rise up.
Seeing this, Xie Yan immediately went to Chu Ling's side and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "If this drags on any longer, it will probably attract even more people."
He hadn't forgotten that when the first person chased after them, there were more than just two footsteps.
Chu Ling nodded, and then saw Xie Yan start rummaging through his own clothes again.
Watching Xie Yan's actions, Chu Ling couldn't resist his curiosity and asked, "How much stuff did you bring?"
While taking out his things, Xie Yan also took the time to reply, "Not much, not much, just some small things like poison, sleeping pills, gunpowder, and hidden weapons."
Chu Ling: ...This isn't much?
Also, how did you manage to stuff so many things into your arms?
But Xie Yan didn't give Chu Ling much time to be surprised, because the next moment, a pill appeared in his hand.
Just then, the Lord of Zixiao Manor and the leader of Xuanzhen Sect had also gathered their strength, and the two of them were attacking Xie Yan and his companion together!
Faced with the combined attack of the two, Xie Yan remained completely calm.
With a flick of his finger, he shot the pill out, which landed right in front of the two people in front of the Purple Cloud Manor Lord.
A cloud of pink smoke immediately rose into the air, and with a gust of wind from Xie Yan's palm, it surrounded the two people, including the Master of Zixiao Manor.
"not good!"
The two exclaimed in surprise and immediately channeled their inner strength to dispel the smoke.
Unfortunately, they were caught off guard and still managed to inhale a few breaths.
"Cough cough!" The Master of Zixiao Manor inhaled a cloyingly sweet gas, sensing something was wrong. He looked at Xie Yan with suspicion and anger, and said, "What did you give us, you scoundrel?!"
Xie Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his tone carrying an inexplicable air of profundity, and said, "Aphrodisiac."
The other three people present: "..."