Quick Transmigration: Finding a Successor for a Sect in JX3

Hong Fei only wanted to tease Xue Yang, but her lack of skill backfired, provoking him. He drew his sword and lunged at Hong Fei, who quickly dodged, only managing to throw down a gold ingot before fleeing out of the city.

Xue Yang chased after her, and the two of them raced to the outskirts of the city. They stopped temporarily in a relatively spacious place. Hong Fei wanted to test Xue Yang's skills, so she didn't explain that everything she had said earlier was just to tease him.

Hongfei drew her twin swords and said to Xue Yang, "It seems you won't come with me obediently, so I'll have to tie you up."

Xue Yang looked at Hong Fei and didn't waste any words. He immediately attacked.

Swords flashed like a tapestry as the two engaged in a fierce battle in the open countryside. Hong Fei's twin swords moved with agility and versatility, sometimes weaving together like a net, sometimes attacking separately and simultaneously, showcasing her profound martial arts skills. Xue Yang, on the other hand, displayed sharp swordsmanship, each strike aimed directly at vital points, clearly indicating that he was also a master.

"Hmph, interesting." Hong Fei chuckled lightly, her feet lightly touching the ground, her figure instantly becoming elusive, weaving through Xue Yang's sword shadows like a ghost. At times, her twin swords transformed into two streaks of light, carrying pink petals as they clashed fiercely with Xue Yang's blades, scattering sparks in a beautiful display; at other times, they transformed into soft wings, gently flapping the air and guiding Xue Yang's sword strikes away from their intended direction.

Xue Yang frowned, surprised that this seemingly young girl possessed such superb swordsmanship. He took a deep breath, his inner energy surging, and his swordplay instantly became even more ferocious. He swung his sword like a dragon, each strike accompanied by a whistling sound, lunging towards Hong Fei.

However, Hong Fei was like a butterfly flitting through a storm, always managing to nimbly evade Xue Yang's attacks at the most dangerous moments. Her twin swords sometimes transformed into shields, blocking Xue Yang's fierce offensives; at other times, they became sharp blades, searching for openings in Xue Yang's defenses.

The two exchanged blows, their swords flashing, seemingly locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle. The surrounding air appeared to be torn apart by their sword intent, emitting piercing whistling sounds. The trees and flowers around them were also affected by their sword energy, swaying precariously as if cheering on this spectacular fight.

As time passed, Xue Yang's strength gradually waned. However, his gaze grew even more resolute, as if declaring his determination and conviction to his opponent. In Xue Yang's heart, he knew that this battle was not just about victory or defeat, but also about his freedom and life.

Finally, after a fierce clash, Xue Yang's body came to a sudden halt. Unable to stand, he struck the ground with his sword and collapsed to his knees, though he was actually unharmed, simply exhausted. Sensing his condition, Xue Yang seemed to understand his opponent's intentions; it seemed he was not in mortal danger. Xue Yang sheathed his sword and said calmly, "You are very powerful; I cannot defeat you. Where do you wish to take me? Please!"

Hongfei sheathed her swords and smiled, "Your swordsmanship is also very impressive, but you are too impatient. If you could calm down, our battle might last a little longer."

Xue Yang didn't say anything more after hearing Hong Fei's words. He resignedly looked at Hong Fei, awaiting his fate. He knew he couldn't escape today because, although the fight looked intense, only he was truly fighting seriously. Hong Fei was just toying with him, barely putting in any effort. Otherwise, he probably would have lost long ago. He could sense this, which was why he so readily admitted defeat.

Hong Fei looked at Xue Yang, thought for a moment, and realized that the private residence was a good place. If Xue Yang was placed in the private residence, she wouldn't have to worry about him running away, and he could also keep Wei Wuxian and the others company.

Hong Fei walked over, grabbed Xue Yang, and led him into the private residence.

Xue Yang felt as if he had been transported to a completely different world in an instant. Just moments ago he was on an open field, and suddenly he was in a luxurious mansion. Xue Yang thought he was hallucinating and gave himself a hard slap. "Ouch!" It hurt! It wasn't a hallucination!

Xue Yang looked at Hong Fei beside him and asked, "Where is this place? Why did you bring me here?"

Hong Fei smiled brightly at Xue Yang and said, "What do you think?"

Just as Hong Fei was about to continue teasing Xue Yang, Jiang Cheng came out of the courtyard. Seeing Hong Fei and Xue Yang, he asked Hong Fei, "Oh, Hong Fei is back. Who's this?"

Hong Fei looked at Jiang Cheng and then glanced behind him. Not seeing Wei Wuxian, she asked, "Are you alone? Where's Wei Wuxian?"

Jiang Cheng gave a fake smile and calmly asked, "Where do you think he is right now?"

Hong Fei's eyes flickered; she understood! Hong Fei didn't ask about Wei Wuxian anymore. Instead, she introduced him to Jiang Cheng: "This is Xue Yang, Xue Chengmei."

Then he said to Xue Yang, "This is Jiang Cheng, Jiang Wanyin. There's also Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian, inside. But he should be in the wine cellar."

Jiang Cheng looked at Xue Yang, who had been brought in by Hong Fei, and asked, "Is he coming with us too?"

Hongfei nodded and said, "Yes! He's a good prospect, but I went to find him specifically."

Hong Fei greeted Jiang Cheng and pulled Xue Yang into the courtyard. Once inside, Jiang Cheng went about his own business. Hong Fei led Xue Yang to a room and told him to stay there. She told him that if he needed anything, he could ask the steward or Hong Fei, and if Hong Fei wasn't there, he could ask Jiang Cheng or Wei Wuxian for help. After saying this, Hong Fei left Xue Yang alone in the room and went to the wine cellar to find Wei Wuxian.

Xue Yang looked at the luxurious room and the opulent courtyard. And Jiang Cheng from earlier... he seemed to have misunderstood something?

Besides the butler, only Jiang Cheng and the never-before-seen Wei Wuxian lived in this large mansion. It was also the private residence of the girl named Hong Fei. Having roamed the martial world for years, what kind of darkness hadn't Xue Yang witnessed? He felt as if he knew something. Xue Yang tightened his clothes and, watching Hong Fei walk away, quietly began exploring the courtyard.

The more Xue Yang explored, the more convinced he became of his idea. The courtyard was simply too vast and extravagant. In Xue Yang's eyes, wealthy people like Hong Fei were generally not good people. Therefore, he found it unsurprising that Hong Fei, at such a young age, would do such things.

Xue Yang thought about Jiang Cheng, whom he had just seen, and found him to be quite handsome. He wondered what Wei Wuxian looked like. Xue Yang touched his own face again, muttering to himself, "Looks like my face is the one that's got me into trouble."

Xue Yang carefully recalled Hong Fei's appearance and realized that she was indeed very beautiful. Although she was young, it was easy to see how stunningly beautiful she would become when she grew up. He just hadn't expected her to be so outrageous at such a young age, and to be such a menace when she grew up. Thinking of this, Xue Yang smiled wickedly, a calculating glint in his eyes.