The little heroine investigates a mysterious case

Xiao Yixian's words warmed Zhao Xuan's heart, and Zhao Xuan looked at Xiao Yixian.

"I've always liked being someone's older sister, but now I feel how wonderful it is to have a sister like you."

"Sister? I haven't heard anyone call me that in a long time."

The Little Medical Fairy handed a box of ointment to Zhao Xuan. "I made this for Chunlan. I also made one for you. The birthmark on your forearm..."

"Thank you, but I don't need it. No one usually sees it, and... this is a gift from my parents. Maybe one day in the future I'll need this birthmark to recognize them!"

"Oh, so you're an orphan, no wonder..."

"What's the wonder?"

"No wonder you're out on your own at such a young age."

Zhao Xuan reminisced, "I once had a master who treated me like his own daughter. I had a very happy and blessed childhood, but he passed away very early. Later, I had a foster father, whom I always called Dad. We depended on each other for survival, and he was also very kind to me and a chatterbox."

"Chatterbox?"

"Well, maybe it's because it's just the two of us, father and daughter, and he feels lonely. At first, he always told me about the times he and my master worked together as escorts. Later, when there was nothing else to talk about, he started to make small talk. Gradually, it became a habit. If he didn't talk to me for a few words every day, it felt like the whole day had been wasted!"

"It sounds interesting, but don't you want to find your biological parents?"

Zhao Xuan shook her head. "To be honest, I don't really want to. No matter what the reason, I was separated from my biological parents when I was still a baby. Ever since I was old enough to understand, the person who loved me the most was my master. All I remember are bits and pieces of my master's kindness to me, not any memories of my biological parents. I want to know where I came from, but I don't want to force it. If we're destined to meet in this life, we'll meet. If not, then that's fine... What about you?"

"My father and mother are both gone, and I am alone."

Zhao Xuan hugged Xiao Yixian's shoulders: "It's okay, we are all family now."

The Little Medical Immortal hesitated for a moment, then spoke frankly, "There's something you might not know. The Evil-Slaying Sword you pawned is now in the hands of General Liang Changping of the Kingdom of Yue."

Zhao Xuan stood up suddenly, a little panicked: "What? How could this happen?"

"I just heard about it from Chunlan this afternoon. Will it be troublesome?"

"This is a big trouble!" Zhao Xuan gritted her teeth. "It doesn't matter who's in my hands, but not Liang Changping's. The Tiandao League won't let me go this time!"

At this time, in Chuyang City of Yue State, Liang Changping's general's mansion welcomed the 33rd batch of assassins.

Liang Changping sat steadily in the study with the door open. He looked at the shining evil-slaying sword illuminated by the candlelight on the table in front of him, listened to the sounds of fighting coming from the yard, and sneered with disdain.

Soon, the sounds of fighting died down, and a guard standing at the door announced, "General, the assassin has been repelled by my subordinates!"

"How many people are here this time?"

"Reporting to the general, there was only one assassin, but he was exceptionally skilled. He injured over twenty of my men! Ultimately, they were repelled by the archers ambushed on the courtyard wall! The assassin was shot in the shoulder, and I was unable to capture him alive..."

"Oh? You're truly a man of great skill and courage!" Liang Changping reached out and gently stroked the back of the Evil-Slaying Sword. "What a pity, Xia Nation! Tiandao League! No one can snatch the Evil-Slaying Sword back from me!"

In an ordinary house in Chuyang City, Hu Junfeng, dressed in a black nightgown, was gritting his teeth under the lamp as he pulled out the arrow from his shoulder. Fine beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly sprinkled medicine on the wound, then leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

The next morning, Hu Junfeng was walking towards the city gate wearing a bamboo hat when he suddenly heard people talking around him.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is recruiting experts from all over the world! One hundred taels of gold a year, how high a master must be to earn such a huge sum of money?"

"If you don't have the ability, don't worry about it. A big reward will always bring you a brave man!"

"Your Highness, which of your brothers has angered you again?"

"Hush... Keep your voice down. What do the affairs of the royal family have to do with us ordinary people? It doesn't matter who becomes the crown prince... As long as we have food and drink, that's all that matters!"

Hu Junfeng stopped and walked towards the crowd. When he got closer to the crowd, he saw a notice posted on the wall. Just as those people said, the notice was stamped with the seal of Prince Tian Yuan of Yue State. A man dressed in official clothes was dozing off in front of the notice.

Hu Junfeng stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, how do I get to the Prince's Mansion?"

The man suddenly widened his eyes, looked Hu Junfeng up and down, and pointed to the left.

"Go three blocks, turn right, and it's at the end. Don't go if you don't have the guts. Hundreds of people have already been attacked. It's up to fate whether you die or get hurt!"

Hu Junfeng clasped his fists and walked in the direction the man pointed.

At the gate of the Xia Guofu City prefectural government office, several people were beating drums and crying out for justice. Some of them were wrapped in bandages and were obviously injured. The people gathered around one by one, watching curiously. Chunlan was also in the crowd, eating melon seeds and watching the fun.

A bailiff came out in a hurry and asked, "Why are you beating the drum?"

One person said indignantly, "We are all traveling merchants. Yesterday, we were passing by the foot of Xiuyue Mountain and were robbed by bandits from Jiaoyang Valley! Those villains not only stole our goods, but also injured many of us. Please, prefect, please help us! This is not the first time. We have been robbed twice this month, and other caravans are not immune!"

Several other merchants also pleaded, "Please, sir, please make a decision!"

The people watching around started to make a noise when they heard this. Chunlan's face changed drastically and she quietly slipped out of the crowd.

Zhao Xuan's injuries have almost healed, but the matter of the Evil-Slaying Sword has always made her uneasy.

Her original intention was just to save everyone in Jiaoyang Valley, but she never expected that the Evil-Slaying Sword would fall into Liang Changping's hands by accident.

She still remembers the story of Hu Yidao defending Fengcheng to the death, which Yang Liuming told her when she was young. If Hu Yiba was filled with righteous indignation, she could take the responsibility alone, but she was afraid that it would implicate the people in Jiaoyang Valley.

After much deliberation, Zhao Xuan decided to leave Jiaoyang Valley first, but just as she was packing her luggage, Hao Xiong ran into the thatched hut where she lived with Chunlan, panting.

Hao Xiong yelled, "Sister! Oh no! Something terrible has happened!"

"what's up?"

Hao Xiong pushed Chunlan in front of Zhao Xuan: "Chunlan, you say!"

Chunlan said anxiously, "Boss, someone's pretending to be from Jiaoyang Valley. They've been robbing caravans passing by the foot of Xiuyue Mountain for the past month. Now those merchants have reported it to the government office! They keep saying it was done by Jiaoyang Valley bandits!"

Zhao Xuan was puzzled: "Why would they frame us for no reason?"

"I do not know!"

Hao Xiong suddenly looked at Zhao Xuan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Zhao Xuan shouted, "Just say whatever you think of!"

Hao Xiong was apprehensive: "I'm worried that this might be related to the Evil-Slaying Knife. The Tiandao League knew that you pawned the knife, and they were furious, so they sent people to pretend to be from our valley and rob people on the road!"

Zhao Xuan pondered, "No way, I did it all. If there's anything, just come to me. What does it have to do with you? Aside from you, me, Xiaoling, Xiao Yixian, and now Chunlan, no one else knows about the Evil Slaying Blade. Why would they implicate everyone in Jiaoyang Valley? How could the Heavenly Dao Alliance act like this? Don't they claim to be righteous men who uphold justice on behalf of Heaven?"

Hao Xiong rubbed his head and said, "What other reasons could there be? The people in the valley are all ordinary people now. What big shot could have been offended to cause them to resort to such despicable means?"

Zhao Xuan decided to leave Jiaoyang Valley early the next morning as planned, just in case everyone in Jiaoyang Valley was blamed for her becoming the Evil-Slaying Knife.

But in the middle of the night, Zhao Xuan suddenly woke up. She felt several strong murderous auras not far away. She immediately put on her clothes and sat up, picked up the long sword beside her pillow, and quickly came out of the thatched hut.