Nirvana Phoenix Song

As night fell, Feng Tangyue and Mo Chenzhao walked side by side on the path of the imperial palace. The moonlight sprinkled on their figures, as if adding a touch of quiet beauty to this tense situation. Feng Tangyue suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and then sighed.

"I never thought that I would actually go to the Pavilion Master of Ziwei Pavilion for help." She said helplessly.

"Don't you think you're a little too eager for quick success?" Mo Chenzhao walked beside her and spoke lightly. His tone was as calm as ever, but the corners of his eyes were slightly raised with a hint of ridicule.

Feng Tangyue rolled her eyes and said, "I don't think so. You know, everything in the palace points to the Queen right now. If I don't act quickly, the Queen Mother may not be able to survive."

"That's what you say, but the leader of Ziwei Pavilion is not someone you can easily find." Mo Chenzhao shook his head slightly, his tone somewhat helpless.

Feng Tangyue glanced at him and smiled faintly: "So, you followed me to find him, aren't you just as anxious?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mo Chenzhao's face, but he quickly concealed it: "I'm just worried about you."

"Oh?" Feng Tangyue raised her eyebrows, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, "So, you are worried that something will happen to me?"

"Don't get me wrong." Mo Chenzhao immediately said seriously, with a hint of stubbornness in his tone, "You just always cause trouble, I just..."

Feng Tangyue smiled: "Okay, I get it, you just don't trust me."

Mo Chenzhao's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to want to explain something, but he found that Feng Tangyue had turned around and walked forward, as if he hadn't heard anything. In the end, he just sighed helplessly and followed.

The two walked all the way to the street market outside the palace. The night market was still very lively, and the hawking and shouting of vendors filled the entire street. Feng Tangyue was a little surprised. She thought it would be deserted at night, but she didn't expect that there were still so many people here.

"With so many people..." Feng Tangyue frowned, "It may not be easy to find clues about Ziwei Pavilion."

"The people from Ziwei Pavilion have always been mysterious, but they always have their own intelligence network." Mo Chenzhao analyzed calmly, "Let's go look for them first."

Feng Tangyue nodded, and then took Mo Chenzhao through the crowd, carefully observing the movements around them. Not long after, Feng Tangyue's eyes were fixed on a small stall.

"That... is the mark of Ziwei Pavilion." Feng Tangyue pointed to a string of seemingly inconspicuous wind chimes hanging next to the stall and said in a low voice.

Mo Chenzhao also took a look and nodded: "It seems we found the right one."

The two walked forward and saw the stall owner, an old man who looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing ordinary cloth and was drinking tea leisurely.

"Sorry to bother you, old man." Feng Tangyue said with a smile, in a polite tone, "We want to find someone from Ziwei Pavilion, I wonder if you can give us some advice?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at the two of them with an indifferent look: "The whereabouts of the people from Ziwei Pavilion are erratic, what are you looking for them for?"

Feng Tangyue smiled gently: "We have some important matters, and we want to ask the Pavilion Master of Ziwei Pavilion for help. As long as you can provide clues, we will definitely not let you suffer any loss."

The old man was silent for a moment, then put down the teacup in his hand and said slowly: "People from Ziwei Pavilion are indeed nearby, but the Pavilion Master does not meet with anyone casually. You have to prove that you are qualified."

Feng Tangyue frowned: "Qualifications?"

The old man smiled meaningfully: "The Pavilion Master has always acted in a unique way. He doesn't easily interfere with other people's troubles. If you want him to help, you have to do something to prove that you are worthy of his help."

"So, what's the matter?" Mo Chenzhao asked with a frown.

The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "In the restaurant not far away, there is a group of people looking for trouble. If you can deal with them, the Pavilion Master might be interested in you."

Feng Tangyue and Mo Chenzhao looked at each other and understood a little bit.

"Okay, let's go." Feng Tangyue said decisively, then turned around and took Mo Chenzhao to the direction the old man pointed.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was relatively quiet, but when Feng Tangyue and Mo Chenzhao stepped in, they immediately sensed a hidden murderous intent. Several men in black were sitting at a table with gloomy expressions, and they were obviously not ordinary guests.

"It seems that things are not that simple." Mo Chenzhao said softly, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Feng Tangyue smiled calmly: "The more complicated the better, this will make the Pavilion Master of Ziwei Pavilion interested in us."

The two walked up to the men in black, and Feng Tangyue said coldly: "This is not a place for you to act wildly. I advise you to leave immediately."

The men in black raised their heads with a bit of contempt in their eyes, obviously not taking Feng Tangyue seriously.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you meddle in our business?" One of the men in black sneered, then stood up with a threatening look in his eyes.

Feng Tangyue didn't say much, she just raised her hand, and the power of Nirvana surged out instantly, with a blazing flame, and rushed towards the men in black. The flames seemed to tear the air apart in an instant, and the temperature in the entire restaurant rose instantly.

The men in black were horrified and drew their swords to resist, but Feng Tangyue's power was so strong that the flames instantly swallowed up their attacks, and then they could be heard screaming and falling to the ground.

Mo Chenzhao stood aside and shook his head gently: "It's really boring."

Feng Tangyue smiled and said, "Let's go. The old man must be waiting for us."

The two returned to the stall. The old man saw them and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, you have some skills. The head of Ziwei Pavilion will meet you."

"Thank you." Feng Tangyue said calmly.

The old man smiled and pointed to the tall tower in the distance: "The Pavilion Master is over there, go ahead. He is already waiting for you."

Feng Tangyue and Mo Chenzhao looked at each other, their hearts full of anticipation. The next meeting might determine the life or death of the Queen Mother.