Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

Chapter 403: My Home? My Home Is Gone?_2


Standing still, he was nonetheless very certain that he had not heard of this name before. However, since the girl reported it as an immortal name, by logic, she should at least be a protector within the sect.

It's not impossible for her to be an elder.

But even after sifting through the Yin Souls of the dead, he found no information on the name "An Xuan." Could she be some kind of hidden master?

However, hearing this, Jiang Feng felt somewhat relieved. It seemed that the vicinity of Qingshui County was still under Yu Ying's control, and with the sect's people guarding it, nothing significant should occur.

So, he shook his head very honestly.

"Never heard of this name."

"You!"

Biting down on her silver teeth, her expression turned angry. In An Rou's eyes, this man was simply here to cause trouble, possibly even with ulterior motives against her.

She could sense that the man before her was a cultivator. His demeanor was vastly different from that of ordinary people; any insider could spot it at a glance. The issue was her mother had been in Qingshui County for three years. During that time, she had banished countless demons and evil spirits and stopped many Southern Border criminals from entering Long Country.

If it were common folk not recognizing her, that would make sense. But how could you, a proper cultivator, not know of her?

"If you cause trouble again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

No more wasting words.

Upon confirming the other party was a cultivator, An Rou didn't hold back. A surge of Spiritual Energy erupted from her body, which by rule she couldn't exert on ordinary people. But since the other party was a cultivator and had come looking for trouble, she certainly would not be polite.

A person simply tilted his head.

"Qi Refinement Level Nine? That can't be right..."

Stroking his chin, the man showed no sign of fear. Completely ignoring the warning, he walked towards the main house. This made An Rou anxious, and she shouted angrily.

"Stand back!"

Whizz—

A sword thrust forward.

Her patience had reached its limit.

For any woman living alone, if a man suddenly kicked the door open, barging in while claiming her home as his, the reaction would probably be just like this. Yet, An Rou was still somewhat rational and didn't strike to kill; she merely aimed an inch before the face.

The longsword drew closer, but this seemingly delicate An Rou harbored a rather impressive burst of strength, clearly a notch above others of the same realm. This was the physique one could have upon reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage, much stronger than what Miss Lin had been back in the day.

This scene even left Jiang Feng a bit surprised. He stopped halfway, staring blankly at the oncoming longsword, then…

Pa!

He caught it.

Yes, he caught it with his hand.

His palm directly pinched the approaching longsword, and the well-crafted Water Cloud Sword seemed like a toy in the man's hand. With just a twist of his hand.

"Ah."

The girl let out a gasp of surprise.

The elastic longsword was forcibly twisted into a spiral by the man in front of her!

Jiang Feng naturally could hold it like this with his strength, but An Rou was different. The torsional force from the metal made it impossible for her to maintain her grip, and the Cloud Water Sword immediately fell from her hands. In desperation, she lifted her leg to kick, trying to gain some distance.

Thud—

Her foot went numb.

Yet, she managed to retreat with this move, backing away several zhang before stabilizing her footing, biting her lips. She felt like she had kicked not a person.

But a boulder.

Meanwhile, the latter was just curiously examining the longsword in his hand.

"Oh, not bad, not bad."

"It's unexpected that talents spring up in Qingshui County nowadays, with such solid foundations. Yes, good physique."

"The quality of the Water Cloud Sword is also quite good. But at your age and with this level of cultivation, why haven't you joined a sect? Practicing swordsmanship alone here won't amount to much."

An Rou was dumbfounded.

The extremely sharp Water Cloud Sword, which could slice through iron like mud, didn't harm him in the slightest when caught barehanded. The man even bent it a few times, and the twisted arc was frightening, making people fear it might snap at any second.

However, the man soon lost interest and tossed the longsword back.

Upon contact, the girl visibly blushed.

"It's none of your business. Who, who exactly are you, and what are you plotting in Qingshui County!"

Although knowing she couldn't contend with him, if there was an external enemy invading, she was determined to hold out until her mother arrived. Her tone was full of questioning, a bit like a bluff, but Jiang Feng remained the same.

"I already said, this is my home. But as for you, you've inexplicably occupied my property and attacked me in return. Young people these days."

"Nonsense! This is a house my mother acquired through her connections with the County Magistrate, and the original owner of this house left for distant lands years ago. Later, it was sought after by the Yan Family. What's it got to do with you?"

"Ah right, I am that person who left for distant lands..."

Still walking forward.

The petite girl just took a few steps back, with suspicion in her eyes, but after what had happened earlier, she didn't dare to make another move. But at the next moment, her eyes lit up.

A sudden gust rushed forth from behind!

On her left and right, a man and a woman launched a pincer attack.

The slightly weaker aura belonged to the man; his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment was likely not yet at its peak. The woman, however, was already at the Core Formation Stage, and in Long Country, these two could be considered experts since not everywhere was like Purple Cloud Palace where masters were densely clustered.

His expression showed some bewilderment, but the killing intent from behind was genuine without a trace of falsehood.

The Celestial Wood Ruler fell from the sky, transforming into the size of a coffin board, and smashed down. No one expected this somewhat restrained scholar to use such a Magic Treasure.

And the woman at the Core Formation Stage wielded the Ice Soul Claw, her arms coated in Cold Frost, aiming directly at the head with no apparent mercy!

"Prepare to die."

The husky voice still full of magnetism; if An Xuan were not a woman but a man, this voice could attract quite a few girls.

With a burst of power, she saw this thief closing in on her daughter just as she arrived. Although confused as to why her usually competitive daughter remained motionless, as a mother, she chose to act immediately!

The more vulnerable someone is, the more volatile their temper could be. An Xuan belonged to a category whose temper could be described as that of a tigress because she lost her husband at a young age, leaving just her and her daughter to rely on each other.

If not for the sect's requirement, she wouldn't have gone to be a brothel manager even if it killed her. In her hands, though, the Ethereal Violet Pavilion appeared quite ordinary by the naked eye.

Back in the day, she clashed with disciples within the sect to solve her daughter's cultivation issues and lay a good foundation for An Rou, even leading to a physical altercation over treasure.

According to sect rules, committing such a serious crime would invariably result in expulsion or revocation of cultivation, but the managers at Purple Cloud Palace were quite understanding and didn't blame An Xuan, considering she acted out of concern for her child.

However, rules were rules in the sect, and though she wasn't severely punished, ostracization was only natural.

In the end, she got what she wished for by obtaining a third-grade Body Tempering Pill, but she had to leave the Zixiao Mountain with her daughter, becoming a marginal figure in the sect.

She didn't have many complaints about this. Honestly, the sect not penalizing her had already been fairly lenient. After moving to the border, they also provided her with decent cultivation resources, but...

Her daughter probably would have a hard time joining the sect.

To put it plainly, a parent's crime left a record that prevented the daughter from joining the public service sector.

That's why Jiang Feng was puzzled as to why someone in her teens, at level nine of Qi Refinement, hadn't been initiated into the sect to learn the orthodox Purple Cloud Divine Technique. Had the sect nurtured her, this young girl should have reached Foundation Establishment Stage by now.

Seeing the Ice Soul Claw close on his throat and the Celestial Wood Ruler aiming straight for his heart, faced with such flawless encirclement, he finally reacted.

He raised both hands.

And with a "pa," it was done.

Except the sound of two "pa"s merged into one.

And it was this scene that filled everyone present with shock!

The left arm was raised to block the incoming coffin board. The enormous pressure shattered the tiles under his feet, and the Ice Soul Claw was less than an inch from his throat. But that inch was like an insurmountable gap.

Crack, crack...

The creaking of bones -- it was an instant that would leave others unable to react, but Jiang Feng grasped her wrist directly, without even being forced to draw a weapon.

An Xuan merely felt like it was not a human gripping her wrist.

But an iron clamp.

Moreover, the deadly remark came calmly from his mouth.

"Oh sister, your immortal title... squeeze it, and three pounds of water might flow out."

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