Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 105 The Three Wonderful Fairies
"The Taoist priest may not know, but the reason why the Incense Valley guards the dark path is not only to protect the southern border, but also to ensure that they can safely explore the secrets of the southern border."

When the topic of Fenxiang Valley's secrets came up, Yan Hong's expression turned cold, as if there were still untold secrets between her and Fenxiang Valley.

"It seems to be related to some legends in the Southern Frontier. Unfortunately, although I am an elite disciple of the valley, I do not know much. I only know that Burning Incense Valley has been secretly preparing something, seemingly wanting to steal some kind of evil power."

Zhang Xiaofan remained silent upon hearing this. These were similar to his guesses, but unfortunately, there was still no evidence.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan seemed unmoved, Yan Hong's eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly chuckled and spoke.

"If you trust me, Master, I can help you investigate the secrets of Burning Incense Valley. At the same time, I can also keep your secrets. I think you wouldn't want the world to know that you married a demoness from the Demonic Sect and slaughtered disciples of Burning Incense Valley, would you?"

"Are you threatening me?"

With a slight lift of his eyes, Zhang Xiaofan looked indifferently at Yan Hong in front of him. His cold gaze startled Yan Hong, who quickly began to explain.

"How could I dare? Daoist Master's heart is firm and he is not swayed by external things. However, worldly views inevitably cause some trouble for Daoist Master. I am just trying to share Daoist Master's burdens."

After a pause, Yan Hong noticed that Zhang Xiaofan remained silent. Her gaze then fell on the golden bell at Zhang Xiaofan's waist, and she chuckled softly.

"The Taoist priest was able to retrieve this golden bell, so he must have entered that Blood Drop Cave, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes narrowed upon hearing this, while Yan Hong covered her mouth and chuckled softly, seemingly unintentionally saying...

"Daoist Master, are you unaware of the love-hate entanglement between my Hehuan Sect's founder, Lady Jinling, and that damned, black-hearted old devil?"

"It seems that your Hehuan Sect has always known the secret of the Blood-Dripping Cave, and even knows how to enter it, right?"

Although he was asking Yan Hong, Zhang Xiaofan's expression was very confident.

Seeing this, Yan Hong didn't hide anything and readily nodded in acknowledgment, replying softly.

“That’s right. In fact, that old bastard Black Heart Ghost even placed his own inheritance, including the secret method for controlling the Black Water Serpent, in my Hehuan Sect’s Valley of Passion.”

When talking about that heartless old man, Yan Hong seemed to harbor great resentment, and her words were utterly unpolite.

After calming herself down, Yan Hong sighed softly again, her gaze falling on Zhang Xiaofan's empty waist. When changing into his wedding attire, Wan Renwang had removed Biluo Huangquan to ensure the wedding proceeded smoothly.

"Actually, when I saw the Daoist's flute, I recognized the Blood-Devouring Bead. However, I never expected that the Daoist would be able to comprehend the Black-Hearted Old Ghost's legacy from the Blood-Devouring Bead. Such unparalleled talent is something I greatly admire."

Yan Hong looked amazed, her eyes even sparkling with starlight. If an ordinary man saw this, he would have been completely captivated.

But Zhang Xiaofan was like an ice cube, no matter how Yan Hong tried to warm him up, he didn't melt at all, he just snorted and said.

"It seems you know more than I expected."

"There's nothing I can do. I know too little, so the Taoist priest won't hold back. I still have things I want to do, and I don't want to die yet."

As she spoke, a cold glint seemed to flash in Yan Hong's eyes. Then, her eyes lowered slightly, and she chuckled softly before speaking.

"I suppose the Love Curse left by Lady Jinling is also in your possession, Daoist? Perhaps, for the sake of my ancestor Lady Jinling of the Hehuan Sect, Daoist, you could let me leave?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't respond, but merely glanced sideways at something, gave a soft snort, and turned to leave. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan leave, Yan Hong breathed a sigh of relief and gently patted her chest.

Suddenly, another figure flew over. Yan Hong was startled at first, but after seeing who it was, her face lit up with joy, and she quickly called out softly.

"Master, you've arrived?"

Then a beautiful woman dressed in a dark purple, form-fitting long dress that perfectly accentuated her graceful figure landed gracefully in front of Yan Hong.

The beautiful woman exuded a mature and elegant temperament in every gesture, and even possessed a touch of ethereal and otherworldly charm. This woman was none other than the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, Madam Sanmiao, also known as Fairy Sanmiao.

"I rushed here at full speed after seeing your coded message."

Fairy Sanmiao responded softly, then looked at Yan Hong. Seeing that she was not seriously injured, she felt relieved and spoke again.

“Hong’er, now that you’ve been exposed, why not take this opportunity to fake your death and escape back to the sect with me?”

Upon hearing this, Yan Hong froze on the spot, her head slightly lowered, her pearly teeth gently biting her red lips, her expression seemingly very hesitant.

After a long while, Yan Hong looked up at Fairy Sanmiao again and shook her head seriously.

"No, Master, I want to go back!"

"Can……"

Before Fairy Sanmiao could finish speaking, she saw Yan Hong staring at her with a serious expression, his eyes fixed on her with intense gaze. The burning light in his eyes made Fairy Sanmiao abruptly stop herself from saying anything more.

Looking at the stubborn disciple before her, Fairy Sanmiao suddenly sighed, gently stroked her hair, and whispered.

"Fine, since you insist, then so be it."

"Master, rest assured, Incense Valley is currently leaderless. Yun Yilan has long been in seclusion, and Shangguan Ce is guarding the Xuanhuo Altar and watching over the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox. Lu Shun, who is currently in charge of the valley's affairs, has always been at odds with Shangguan Ce. With a little trickery, we can fool him."

Yan Hong's eyes gleamed with confidence, but her gaze grew increasingly cold, and a hint of hatred seemed to be surging within them.

"Today, Li Xun is doomed to die. After I return, I may be given even more important positions. At that time, I will have the opportunity to find evidence of Fenxiang Valley's deceitful and wicked deeds."

"If you want to do it, then go ahead."

Fairy Sanmiao sighed softly. In fact, she wanted to say that these things had nothing to do with their Hehuan Sect. The so-called protection of all living beings and punishment of evil and promotion of good were just things that those who called themselves righteous people liked to meddle in.

But thinking of her disciple, Fairy Sanmiao could only sigh softly and give her some earnest advice.

"Since you're going, you should go back quickly. This time, the Holy Sect is coming with great force. You'd better not get involved, otherwise, you might be in great danger."

Despite the impressive-sounding name of the four major sects of the Holy Sect, in reality, three of them did not bring their core successors. Only Wanrenwang, with his arrogant nature, would send his own daughter.

(End of this chapter)