Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

Back at his lodgings, Pingfan took deep breaths repeatedly to calm himself down.

Just now, it seemed that Pingfan and Qin Yu were trying to get information out of each other, but Pingfan was so nervous that he almost blurted out what was on his mind.

Fortunately, Pingfan managed to suppress his nervousness, thus preventing his true intentions from being revealed.

But being under such high tension all the time is really agonizing for Pingfan.

So after receiving some information about Zhang Liang, Pingfan quickly took his leave.

After a long while, Pingfan finally calmed down from his tense state.

At this moment, Pingfan looked at the sky outside and realized that it was gradually getting dark.

Suddenly, Pingfan's stomach growled a few times in protest.

However, Pingfan touched his pocket and realized that the spirit stones he had plundered from Xie Yuan and the other four were almost used up. He sighed and said.

"Oh well, skipping one meal won't kill me. I'll just go out and get something to eat tomorrow."

After saying that, Pingfan walked to the bedside and lay down.

However, Pingfan, lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep no matter what, his mind constantly replaying Qin Yu's words.

Suddenly, Pingfan sat up abruptly from the bed, slapped his head hard, and said in annoyance.

"How could I forget to ask Zhang Liang the exact date of the birthday banquet?"

After saying that, Pingfan lay back down and smiled bitterly.

"Never mind, judging from Qin Yu's expression at the time, he'll tell me in advance."

Lying on his bed, Pingfan pondered how to kill Zhang Liang without arousing the suspicion of the Qin family.

However, after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a good solution.

If Pingfan wants to kill Zhang Liang, he will definitely have to use all his strength.

When the time comes, anyone present who sees his extraordinary physique will be able to guess that he has definitely reached the Saint Body Realm.

Once the Qin family sees this, they will definitely be wary of him.

If that's the case, without striking unexpectedly, it would be very difficult for Pingfan to encounter Qin Feng.

Although a Nascent Soul cultivator can't do anything to Fan Ping, once the Nascent Soul cultivator flies into the air and creates distance between himself and Fan Ping, he can't do anything to him either.

As he pondered these thoughts, Pingfan unknowingly fell asleep.

When Pingfan opened her eyes again, it was already the morning of the next day.

Pingfan, lying on the bed, felt her consciousness returning to normal, slowly sat up, and got out of bed to wash up.

After washing up, Pingfan left the room, departed from the Qin residence, found an inn, and ordered some food.

After finishing his meal, Pingfan took out some spirit stones, paid the bill, and left the inn.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, Pingfan felt lost and didn't know what to do next.

Just as Pingfan was standing on the street in a daze, a figure quietly came up behind him, and a delicate hand reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Why are you so stunned?"

The sudden touch made Pingfan's body tremble, and he quickly dodged to the side and looked behind him.

Only after seeing that the person who took the picture was Qin Yan'er did Pingfan's panicked expression ease.

However, Pingfan didn't want to pay any attention to Qin Yan'er.

The reason is simple: every time Pingfan sees this woman's carefree smile, he feels particularly irritated.

It's as if someone has stolen something you cherish and is now brazenly flaunting it in front of you.

Although Pingfan knew that the matter had nothing to do with Qin Yan'er, he just couldn't let it go.

Seeing the somewhat impatient look on Pingfan's face, Qin Yan'er's smile disappeared, and she frowned as she spoke.

"Who are you giving me attitude to? I haven't even settled the score with you for abandoning me yesterday, and you're already getting impatient."

Upon hearing this, Pingfan knew that now was not the time to expose himself, so he quickly forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace and said.

"I didn't give them a hard time, but I'm just not used to this kind of interaction."

Seeing Pingfan's smile, which was more like a grimace, Qin Yan'er burst out laughing and said...

"Alright, alright, you'd better stop laughing."

Seeing Pingfan awkwardly scratch the back of his head and put on a poker face again, Qin Yan'er couldn't help but nod and whisper.

"He looks better the same way."

Just as Pingfan's smile faded, he heard Qin Yan'er muttering and asked in confusion.

"Miss, what are you talking about?"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, Qin Yan'er's pretty face instantly turned red, and she quickly waved her hand and said.

"Didn't say anything."

After saying that, Qin Yan'er raised her delicate hand and began to fan her cheeks repeatedly.

Looking at the strange Qin Yan'er, Pingfan frowned slightly, thinking to himself.

"Could it be that Qin Yan'er has noticed something amiss? But judging from her actions, she doesn't seem to have noticed anything."

While Pingfan was still wondering, Qin Yan'er had already calmed her pounding heart and said.

"You're not allowed to run away today; you have to play with me all day."

Upon hearing this, Pingfan frowned even more deeply. He wanted to say it was impossible, but he didn't dare to say it directly.

We still need the Qin family's help. After killing Zhang Liang, we'll turn around and wipe out the Qin family.

Then Pingfan thought to himself that there was no need to observe the Zhang family's movements anymore. He only needed to wait for Zhang Liang's birthday and then Qin Yu would bring him into the Zhang family so that he could meet Zhang Liang.

Thinking of this, Pingfan looked at Qin Yan'er's expectant eyes and slowly nodded.

Upon seeing that Pingfan had agreed, Qin Yan'er immediately became happy, forgetting all about how Pingfan had abandoned her the day before.

Then, ignoring Pingfan's resistance, Qin Yan'er pulled him and ran towards the shops on the street.

On the second floor of an inn, by the window, Qin Yu watched the two people running in the street, crushed the teacup in his hand, and said coldly.

"Fan Ping, you'd better not have any improper thoughts about my sister, or I'll make you wish you were dead."

Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain at Zhang Family Mansion, in a room not far to the right of the waterfall.

An old man sat in a grand chair, holding a pill in his hand, listening to the report from his clansmen.

"Ancestor, this is all the information I have gathered from my investigation."

After the man finished his report, Zhang Liang looked at the pill in his hand and asked softly.

"You mean this pill is poisoned?"

Upon hearing Zhang Liang's question, the man trembled slightly and quickly replied respectfully.

"Reporting to the Ancestor, this pill does indeed contain poison, but it is colorless and odorless, making it difficult to detect."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liang grasped the pill in his palm and, with a gentle force, the pill in his hand turned into powder.

Then, Zhang Liang sneered and laughed angrily.

"Good, very good. I never expected that this scoundrel Zhang Peng would dare to betray the Zhang family."

Hearing Zhang Liang's angry voice, the man opened his mouth several times, but then hesitated to speak.

Zhang Liang noticed his unusual behavior, waved his hand, and slowly said.

"Just say what you want to say."

Only after receiving Zhang Liang's approval did the man exhale and ask softly.

"Patriarch, should we just kill Zhang Peng?"