66: Chapter 62: Purple Qi Eastward, Princes Look to the West_1 66: Chapter 62: Purple Qi Eastward, Princes Look to the West_1 In Zhu Weiwo’s eyes was the fifth form of the Purple Qi Eastward Sword Technique, Purple Qi Eastward!

The purple qi surged forward, and the sword flew like a rainbow.

Jiang Wang, with his sword, struck in the most resolute manner from east to west, ramming into Xiong Wen’s chest from behind.

Then he discarded his sword and flipped away to avoid any possible death counter-strike from Xiong Wen.

But Xiong Wen’s oil-dry, lamp-burnt body had no strength left.

His terrifying, ferocious body fell helplessly and succinctly to the ground.

It hit the ground and no longer merged into the shadows.

Only his wide, staring eyes continued to express his disbelief.

He couldn’t believe that he had died just like that!

He also couldn’t comprehend how that despicable and feeble thief had not taken the chance to flee far away.

Instead, he had been hiding right there all along, so silent, so patient, so stealthy.

And at that moment, he struck with a fatal blow.

It was so sudden, so unexpected, so dazzling, and so fitting—a perfect strike!

While everyone watched, dumbstruck, Jiang Wang slowly stood up.

Jiang Wang had been gambling all night, betting that if Zhu Weiwo could chase Xiong Wen all over, then surely there was a way to track them down, no matter how they concealed their tracks—it was just a matter of time.

He was also betting that if he couldn’t return in time, Ling He and Zhao Rucheng would find a way to look for him.

As the leading newcomer of the year in the three-cities debate, the Dao Academy certainly wouldn’t ignore his disappearance.

This would give Zhu Weiwo perfect clues, without him having to do anything.

So instead he actively helped Xiong Wen cover his tracks to gain transient trust.

The fact was, all he had to do was to delay Xiong Wen.

That’s why he led Xiong Wen on a big detour, why he sneaked into the Fang Family, and why he broke into the Fang Family ancestral shrine, triggering the Fang Family’s protective forces.

But that wasn’t enough.

Xiong Wen was violent, powerful, and daring.

It wasn’t beyond him to attempt a last stand.

Zhu Weiwo could cope, but he couldn’t.

He could hide far away or even vanish from the public eye, waiting until Xiong Wen died.

But how could Jiang Anan hide?

So he had to make sure Xiong Wen died tonight.

He absolutely couldn’t let Xiong Wen escape.

He had been hanging by a thread all day, and now he personally ended the life of the man on whom his life had depended.

This extreme, intense psychological experience caused his Path Origin within the Tongtian Palace to surge ceaselessly.

The tiny Earth Caterpillar Spirit True Spirit wriggled restlessly and swallowed ceaselessly.

But Jiang Wang just turned around and walked outside.

“Wait.” It was Zhu Weiwo’s voice.

Jiang Wang looked back and saw Zhu Weiwo nod toward Xiong Wen’s body, lifting his chin slightly: “Your spoils of war.”

With someone of Xiong Wen’s caliber, there were bound to be valuables on him.

Zhu Weiwo’s gesture meant that he could take what he wanted.

But Jiang Wang didn’t dare to be greedy, considering himself lucky just to be alive.

He was well aware of who the main character of the night was.

It could be said that if not for Zhu Weiwo, Xiong Wen could have killed him at leisure and then retreated.

Even if he hadn’t delivered that strike, it was unlikely that Xiong Wen could have escaped.

He had merely severed a slight possibility and didn’t believe that killing Xiong Wen was truly his own achievement.

So he just smiled wearily: “It’s all thanks to Brother, I dare not claim the credit.”

Having said this, he did not look back and walked into the night.

Zhu Weiwo smiled and said to the silent and observant Fang Family members: “Please deliver the body intact to the Dao Academy, thank you for your trouble.”

With that, he reversed his long spear, resting it on his shoulder, and walked away like that.

He didn’t worry at all that the Fang Family might covet the treasures on Xiong Wen.

He saw it very clearly.

If the Fang Family had the audacity, they wouldn’t have lost just an old shrine guard.

…

Only after walking a great distance did Jiang Wang hear the sudden outburst of wailing from the Fang Family’s lands behind him.

The old shrine guard was the Fang Family’s only Grade-8 Complete Cycle Realm Cultivator, an elder from the previous generation and a pillar of the Fang Family.

Despite an early grievance with the Fang Family, truth be told, Jiang Wang felt guilty towards this elder.

But there was nothing he could do.

The world was so cruel that he was merely struggling to survive.

There was something else he had not revealed just then.

At the instant he killed Xiong Wen from behind, something flew out from Xiong Wen and hit him.

At first, he thought it was a counterattack from Xiong Wen as he was dying, but later he discovered it was not.

Instead, he felt a sense of transparency and comfort, a white specter flashed before his eyes as if some shackles had been released.

That object now appeared in Tongtian Palace.

It was a short, black candle.

Unlit.

The Earth Caterpillar Spirit was circling around it.

Jiang Wang had no time for further contemplation.

Because he saw Zhao Rucheng holding a lantern, standing at the crossroads ahead, waiting for him.

Zhao Rucheng did not ask Jiang Wang what had happened that night, nor did Jiang Wang inquire about Zhao Rucheng’s efforts throughout the evening.

They talked about something more important.

“Where’s Anan?”

“Big Brother is taking care of her!

Kids are easy to fool, I told her you went to Fengxi Town to buy her sugar figurines and she believed it.”

Jiang Wang’s face turned bitter, “Where am I supposed to find a sugar figurine now?”

“Hahaha.” Zhao Rucheng laughed proudly, took out five lifelike sugar figurines, and dangled them in front of Jiang Wang, “I really did send someone to Fengxi Town to buy them!”

…

Inside Scent of Incense Pavilion.

Miao Yu was talking to a person wearing a white bone mask when suddenly her expression changed.

“What’s wrong?”

Miao Yu murmured, “The seed of white bone that I planted has disappeared.”

The person with the white bone mask held hands behind his back, “The seed of white bone you planted?

When?

Who did you give it to?”

Regaining her composure, Miao Yu glanced at him, her smile not quite reaching her eyes, “Mind your own business, and I’ll mind mine.”

The person with the white bone mask did not argue and merged into the ground.

It was only after this person left that Miao Yu returned to her reflective state, “Could it be…”

She abruptly stood up, then sat down again.

“No, it’s not certain yet.

I must be careful, even more careful…”

…

In the Jiang family’s residence on Flying Horse Lane.

From the bright light of dawn, through the sunset on the western hills, to the cool night air.

Jiang Anan’s expression grew increasingly listless.

Ling He was by her side, trying his best to entertain her, but with little talent for cheer and a mind elsewhere, his efforts were futile.

It wasn’t that Jiang Anan disliked Ling He, but to be honest, he wasn’t as fun as Brother Rucheng.

And as for Brother Yehu…

he looked too fierce!

Of course, all these brothers were very nice, but all of them together still couldn’t compare to her own brother.

She was not very happy.

In the words of her teacher, it was probably “a sorrow from within that can’t be cut off.”

Sigh.

Jiang Anan drooped gloomily.

“What can dispel sorrow, but candy alone.”

A vivid sugar figurine appeared before her eyes, followed by a second, a third, a fourth, a fifth.

A lineup of five sugar figurines.

Behind the figurines was the face of Jiang Wang, full of smiles.

“Jiang Anan!

Happy Birthday!

From today on, you are five years old!”

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