She became a god

Tianxiang Tower.

The dragon-headed cane fell heavily, but the kneeling woman did not dodge and took the brunt of it.

"The Jade-Cherishing Envoy knows that Bailu has made a mistake."

"The tower values ​​you and sent you to infiltrate Huicheng, but you indulged in personal feelings and exposed yourself. Do you know that because of your impulsiveness, the Wind and Rain Tower's hundreds of years of planning in Huicheng have been destroyed in an instant!"

Bai Lu smiled sadly, "Holy Envoy, is it wrong for a woman to have maternal instincts?"

"You are an assassin, a spy, and you should never have given birth to that child. You secretly gave birth to a son, and then risked exposing your identity for this son. Bai Lu, you have disappointed me greatly."

It turns out that Bai Lu was none other than Jiang Xiaobai, Xie Jichen's beloved.

Bai Lu, one of the twenty-four assassins, was one of the most outstanding disciples of Fengyu Tower and the prized student of Xiaofeng Saint Envoy.

If Bai Lu can successfully complete her mission of infiltrating the city, she will surely become the next Holy Envoy.

Hey!

Women are inherently sentimental, always navigating between emotions and interests, desperately seeking a win-win situation.

“Holy Envoy, why don’t we give Bailu some medicine first, and then punish her properly when we get back? It’s not very convenient here.”

Xiyu nodded slightly, agreeing to Xiaoman's suggestion.

Fifteen minutes later, the city lord's guards surrounded Tianxiang Tower, intending to conduct a thorough search.

Looking at the city lord's token, Qi Xuhua, no matter how troubled he was, had to cooperate with the search and appease the irritable customers.

Checking the accommodation list, they quickly found Xiyu and her group.

But they disappeared.

The guards were led by Xie Jixue. She frowned and said, "Manager Qi, with so many customers leaving the shop, don't you have any recollection of them at all?"

However, a doubt arose in his mind. The incense on Manager Qi's clothes was too strong. But when he asked his confidant in a telepathic message, the confidant said that there was no fragrance. Could it be that he had been too tired lately and had lost his sense of smell?

Qi Xuhua hurriedly assured, "I really didn't see them leave the store. Yesterday they even said they wanted to extend their stay for another seven days."

"You mean they didn't leave? Then why can't we find them?"

Faced with Xie Jixue's questioning, Qi Xuhua hesitated and said, "Could it be...?"

"Manager Qi, stop stammering and speak quickly!"

Qi Xuhua pulled Xie Jixue aside, the fragrance growing stronger. "The people who returned to the city originally lived underground, is Commander Xie aware of this?"

"Even a three-year-old in the city knows about this. Could it be..."

Qi Xuhua gave an awkward smile, "Jixue, there's an underground city ruin beneath this inn. I thought it would be a waste to fill it in, so I'm using it as a warehouse. Those spies probably escaped from the underground city."

Xie Jixue, however, felt something was amiss. The existence of an underground city beneath Tianxiang Tower was such a secret; how could those spies have known about it so easily?

Besides, this fragrance...

A flash of cold light appeared, and Qi Xuhua said angrily, "Commander Xie, what do you mean by this? I've told you everything you want to know, why do you still want to fight me?"

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a hundred moves.

At this moment, a guard shouted, "Commander, the city lord orders you to inspect the warships."

Why would you inspect a warship for no reason?

Xie Jixue was momentarily distracted, and Qi Xuhua cleaved her with his sword. If she couldn't dodge it, she would either die or be seriously injured.

Subconsciously, Xie Jixue unleashed her strongest move: Snowstorm Palm.

After the blow, Qi Xuhua fell like a kite, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. She propped herself up, her lips moving as if she wanted to speak, but soon her head lolled to the side, and she died on the spot.

"What a coincidence!"

Xie Jixue felt that something was wrong. Suddenly, another soldier came to report, "Commander, something bad has happened! Our warship is leaking!"

At this moment, all the customers inside Tianxiang Tower were alarmed.

The waiters held Qi Xuhua's body and wept bitterly, "Manager, the Third Master is coming to avenge you!"

The jade slip was bombarded with news from Xie Jiyue. Xie Jixue was in a state of turmoil. With her last bit of reason, she told Xie Jiyue and Jing Lan, who was guarding the city gate, what had happened at Tianxiang Tower.

……

West Courtyard of the Xie Residence.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm still too late in contacting you."

Ye Qingzhou comforted her, "As long as we can stop them at the exit of the underground city, there is still room for maneuver."

Xie Jiyue's face darkened. "We can't block it anymore."

It turns out that the exits of the underground city are different from those of the city gates; there are a total of sixty-four paths, each leading in a different direction.

Ye Qingzhou glanced at the continuous downpour outside the pavilion, "If we bring the rain into the underground city, could it slow down their escape?"

“No,” Xie Jiyue refused. “The underground city is of great significance to the return city. It is a forbidden area for the return city residents and must not be damaged.”

Ye Qingzhou reminded him, "Does City Lord Xie have a way to deal with the Shadow King?"

Xie Jiyue seemed to have made up her mind, "I still have a way to confirm their whereabouts."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhou seemed to be deep in thought.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a very filial son who, unable to bear seeing his elderly mother suffer alone on her journey to the afterlife, used his own flesh and blood to make a candle to light her way through the cycle of reincarnation.

This is the origin of the Filial Piety Candle.

The Filial Piety Candle is made from the flesh and blood of the son, and the wick is the son's soul.

Wherever the mother is, the candlelight will shine in that direction.

.........

When Bai Lu emerged from the dungeon, she was still somewhat dazed. Having stayed in the city for so long, she hadn't seen such dazzling sunlight in a long time.

Unexpectedly, Envoy Xiaofeng valued him so much that he even helped him secure a chance to escape from Fengyu Tower.

However, as a price, he drank the Forget-Me-Not Pill, and in one minute, he would forget everything from the past.

It's better to forget about it.

After being an assassin for so long, you almost forget that you are also a human being.

But... going into seclusion doesn't seem to be easy. As soon as he came out, he encountered a group of cultivators holding a candle who wanted to kill him.

Could it be that they were sent by the building to kill me and silence me?

But isn't this a waste of time?

Also, their outfits look so familiar... oh, I can't remember.

who am I?

Who are they?

Why is someone holding a candle in broad daylight?

My doubts seemed to have no end, because I had been captured by a woman called the Shadow King.

She searched my soul, and my head hurts so much.

She clearly searched my soul, yet she was furious, saying, "You worthless brat, I'll use you to pay for my nephew's life!"

……

"I never imagined that my disciple, whom I had painstakingly nurtured for so many years, would be unable to overcome the obstacle of love and become a useless piece that I had to eliminate with my own hands."

Xiyu didn't agree, but instead asked a question, "Xiaofeng, do you really think assassins have no feelings at all?"

Xiaofeng was silent for a moment before saying, "Logically, it shouldn't exist. If it really does, then it should be hidden even more carefully. Feelings are fragile; only the strong deserve to possess them."

Xiyu added, "Emotions are a weakness, yet there are always people who are fearless and want to touch them."

"You're all wrong. Emotions are a powerful weapon; if used well, they can kill without drawing blood."

"Hua Rong, how could I have forgotten to ask you for training before I sent Bai Lu back to the city all those years ago?"

Hua Rong laughed and said, "If you want me to train them, I'll train them for you. They're your Xiaofeng's apprentices, not mine."

Xiyu glanced at Huarong, "This time, we owe you a lot."

Hua Rong said seriously, "Let's put aside these formalities for now. I've brought you a fellow Daoist. Would you like to meet him?"

Although it was a question, the fellow Daoist strolled in as if walking in a leisurely garden.

Upon recognizing the person, Xiyu exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"