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Chapter 263 Cihang Jingzhai is absolutely professional.

Just as Gu Shaoan was guessing the woman's identity, the young master surnamed Liu in the room also turned his gaze to the woman.

However, the moment his gaze fell upon the woman, and seeing her outstanding appearance and ethereal, holy aura, the young master surnamed Liu froze, his eyes glued to her, unable to look away even for a moment.

At this moment, the clear voice of the woman in white rang out: "To forcibly abduct a woman in broad daylight, young master, is going too far."

The sound emanating from the mouth is as pleasant as a mountain spring.

The young master surnamed Liu suddenly came to his senses, but his face showed no sign of restraint. He forced what he thought was a dashing smile, tilted his head, and teased, "Oh? According to your brilliant opinion, fairy, it's not easy to rob in broad daylight. Perhaps it's possible on a dark and windy night?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in white opposite her frowned slightly.

It seemed no one expected that this young master surnamed Liu would be so shameless.

At this moment, a more alert old servant quickly tugged at the sleeve of the young master surnamed Liu and whispered, "Second Young Master, this girl is carrying a sword and seems to be a martial arts practitioner. We'd better not provoke her easily."

The servant's voice carried obvious apprehension, his gaze sweeping over the woman's seemingly simple sword, which she held without moving an inch.

However, the young master surnamed Liu seemed completely unconcerned.

"What's there to be afraid of? That woman herself wrote that she was selling herself to bury her father. I paid for her. Even if the government comes, they won't be able to find fault. So what if she's a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world)? In broad daylight, do you think she'd dare to take action directly?"

As he spoke, the young master surnamed Liu stepped forward and walked up to the woman in white.

His gaze lingered on the woman without any attempt to conceal it.

"Tsk tsk, may I ask your name, young lady?"

Faced with the arrogant and rude behavior of this young master surnamed Liu, the woman in white remained calm and composed.

But suddenly the long sword he was holding in his left hand was raised.

The sheathed longsword left a simple, unadorned arc in the air before the tip of the sheath landed precisely on the shoulder of the young master surnamed Liu.

"click"

With a crisp cracking sound, a force pressed down on the young master surnamed Liu, causing his legs to slam directly to the ground.

"Ah~"

The excruciating pain made him tremble violently. As he howled in agony, the color drained from his face, and the veins on his forehead and even the back of his hands bulged.

The other servants, though sensing something was amiss, had no choice but to press forward.

In response, the woman in white flicked her finger, sending several bursts of energy to the legs of the servants. In pain, the servants all collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

The sheathed sword in the white-clad woman's hand pressed firmly against his injured shoulder, like a heavy, cold shackle.

She looked down at the young master surnamed Liu, who was kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face from the excruciating pain, her eyes remaining as calm as still water.

"Breaking your arm is a small punishment to teach you a lesson; if it happens again..."

She paused slightly, as if invisible ice crystals were freezing in the air: "A broken bone or tendon is the least of your worries."

After saying that, she took the scabbard from the young master Liu's shoulder.

His cold gaze swept over the servants and guards who were already terrified and whose legs were trembling uncontrollably: "Take him and get out of here."

"Yes, yes, yes, get out of here right away."

"Thank you for your mercy, fairy."

Upon hearing this, the wicked servants immediately responded.

Then, dragging his equally injured leg, he scrambled forward and helped the young master surnamed Liu to his feet as they hurriedly left.

As the group disappeared around the street corner in a disheveled state, the others around them seemed to snap out of their daze and cheered.

"Good! Well played!"

"This heroine is acting on behalf of Heaven!"

"That felt so good! So satisfying!"

After driving away the young master surnamed Liu and his group, the woman turned and walked towards the woman who had previously sold herself to bury her father.

"Thank you very much, girl."

As the woman in white approached, the woman who had just sold herself to bury her father immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

The woman in white stepped forward to help her up, then took out several pieces of silver, some large and some small, from her bosom and handed them to the woman.

"This money should be enough for your father's funeral. Take it and take care of things at home!"

After saying that, the woman in white turned around and prepared to leave.

Holding the silver handed to her by the woman in white, the woman who had sold herself to bury her father hurriedly asked, "May I ask where I should look for you later, young lady?"

In response to the woman who sold herself to bury her father, the woman in white shook her head and said, "All living beings suffer. I was just acting out of compassion when I saw injustice. You don't need to take it to heart."

As she spoke, the woman in white gave a friendly smile.

The sun is just right at this time.

The golden sunlight fell on the woman in white, giving her an air of holiness and making her ethereal beauty even more pronounced.

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman in white lightly touched the ground with her toes and drifted away as if riding the wind, leaving with remarkable decisiveness.

As the woman in white left, the woman who had just sold herself to bury her father knelt on the ground once more, kowtowed, picked up the white cloth from the ground, and quickly left.

Gu Shaoan's gaze, however, was fixed on the woman who had sold herself to bury her father and was running away quickly.

After his gaze lingered briefly on the white cloth covering the woman's body, a hint of mockery suddenly appeared in Gu Shaoan's eyes.

His right hand, hidden under his sleeve, suddenly moved.

Then, as he circulated his inner energy, he flicked his right thumb, and a condensed burst of energy suddenly shot toward the woman who was risking her life to bury her father.

However, the moment the energy touched the woman, it dispersed like mist.

But as the woman made her unusual movement, a strange phenomenon lingered in the air.

Gu Shaoan turned and walked into a side alley. At the same time, as his internal energy circulated, his senses were enhanced.

After a hundred breaths, while remaining vigilant, Gu Shaoan, who had been on the street, quietly appeared at the end of the street.

An hour later.

Outside the city, in a dense forest.

The fresh, moist air, mixed with the earthy smell after the rain, filled the forest.

Just then, a figure suddenly burst into the woods.

If the young master surnamed Liu and his servants were here, they would surely have recognized the woman who had suddenly entered the woods as the one who had sold herself to bury her father.

As the woman entered the woods, several figures quickly descended from the trees.

Each one was beautiful, dressed in a white dress, and carrying a sword.

Looking at the group of people, the woman who had sold herself to bury her father became more nervous.

"I've met several of my senior female classmates."

After several women nodded in acknowledgment, one of the women, who was in her thirties and was the leader, asked, "Is the matter settled?" The woman who had sold herself to bury her father dropped the white cloth she was holding and nodded, saying, "I did as you said, Senior Sister. Just as you predicted, I knelt there under the guise of selling myself to bury my father, and the second young master of the Liu family took the initiative to come up to me."

"Then a beautiful young woman stepped forward to help her disciple out of the predicament."

Upon hearing this, the woman in her thirties nodded and said, "That's right. When we return to Cihang Jingzhai, I will tell the people in the nunnery to include you in their household as well."

Upon hearing this, the woman who had sold herself into servitude to bury her father quickly said, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

The woman in her thirties said, "No need to thank me, this is what you deserve. However, after you cripple your martial arts, you can no longer practice those martial arts. When you return to the sect, someone will take you to choose new martial arts to practice."

At this point, the woman paused and then said in a deep voice, "Remember, don't ask about what happened today. Keep it to yourself. As time goes by, you will naturally understand why we did it this way."

The woman who had sold herself to bury her father nodded and replied, "Disciple understands," before standing quietly to the side.

After the woman in her thirties waved her hand, the group quickly turned and headed in one direction.

After everyone had left the woods, a golden-white figure seemed to arrive on the wind.

Who else could it be but Gu Shaoan, who was still in the city before?

With his eyes lowered, looking at the white cloth on the ground that read "Selling oneself to bury one's father," Gu Shaoan's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Over the years, although the area under the influence of the Emei Sect has been relatively stable, there have always been poor families struggling to make ends meet.

These are things that the Emei Sect cannot and should not help with.

The only thing they could do was to set up porridge stalls in certain places and distribute porridge regularly.

Things like selling oneself into servitude to bury one's father are not uncommon for Gu Shaoan; even Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo have witnessed them many times.

In the past, those who actually sold themselves to bury their fathers would at most find a wooden board and write "Sold themselves to bury their fathers" on it.

For something even more difficult, you can simply take a piece of burnt wood and write a few words on the ground.

Where did someone come out carrying a piece of coarse white cloth?

Moreover, this coarse white cloth looks like it hasn't been used much; it's practically brand new.

Although it is equally worthless, it is certainly not something someone so destitute as to need to sell themselves to bury their father would be willing to use.

Therefore, when Gu Shaoan saw that white cloth earlier, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Furthermore, the woman who sold herself to bury her father, though somewhat pale, did not have the sallow complexion of someone who had been starving for years, and her breathing was relatively peaceful.

Therefore, the only reason a woman could be in this situation is either because her family had fallen on hard times.

Or there must be other problems.

But according to Gu Shaoan's expectations, even if there were problems, they might just be deceptions carried out by some shady characters in the city.

According to Abbess Juechen, there was a group of people in Jiading Prefecture and Yuzhou Prefecture who would pretend to sell themselves to bury their fathers and kneel down in places where there were many martial artists.

Then arrange for some accomplices to be stationed around.

After the martial artists paid, they joined in the cheering and praising.

If someone really wanted to take advantage and try to buy someone's services, they would make a scene and cause those martial artists who cared about their reputation to feel embarrassed and eventually let the matter drop.

In the end, they lost both the money and the person.

The reason Gu Shaoan remembered this was because Abbess Juejue had said that his master, Miejue, had been fooled back then.

After the truth was discovered, he was so angry that he grabbed a sword and wiped the gang out completely. He was so angry that he couldn't eat for a whole day.

Therefore, Gu Shaoan's initial assumptions about the woman who sold herself to bury her father were in this direction.

But I never expected that this investigation would yield such a result.

From beginning to end, today's events were all part of a play orchestrated by Cihang Jingzhai.

The actor was Cihang Jingzhai.

And the one putting on an act was, of course, Gu Shaoan.

Within the Great Wei Kingdom, there are not many forces dominated by women, but the most famous among them is none other than Cihang Jingzhai, a first-rate force.

Gu Shaoan was naturally very familiar with Cihang Jingzhai.

As Buddhist sects, in terms of status alone, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Chan Sect are second only to Shaolin.

The founder of the school was Di Ni, who was famous hundreds of years ago.

Its sect is located at Dita Peak of Yumeng Mountain in Lijiang. All its members are women who practice with their hair intact. The sect's classic text, "Cihang Sword Canon," is also known as the most precious sword manual of the time.

However, it differs from other martial arts factions that are clearly distinct from the imperial court.

Looking across the entire martial arts world, Cihang Jingzhai is the force that maintains the closest ties with the imperial court.

If there is turmoil in the martial arts world, and the Eastern Depot or the Dragon Guard Manor are unable to intervene, they will entrust Cihang Jingzhai to take action.

He held an extremely high position in the martial arts world.

They also represent prestigious and upright families.

Like the Emei Sect, the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai also include those who have completely renounced worldly life, as well as many who practice while still keeping their hair.

Moreover, every twenty years, Cihang Jingzhai selects a holy maiden to operate in the martial arts world.

Each of the saintesses was an unparalleled beauty, captivating countless men who were willing to fall at her feet.

Over the past century, many rising stars in the martial arts world have become legendary figures because of their devotion to the disciples of Nan Cihang Jingzhai.

However, Gu Shaoan knew that Cihang Jingzhai was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Looking across the martial arts world, when it comes to the ingenuity, subtlety, and direct appeal of the "beauty trap," if Cihang Jingzhai claims to be second, no one would dare to claim to be first.

His methods were a hundred times more sophisticated than Lin Xian'er's previous seductions.

Lin Xian'er's seduction scheme relied solely on her looks, beauty, and some techniques for flirting with men.

However, Cihang Jingzhai's scheme involving beauties involves not only the essential element of "beauty" but also a series of meticulously planned events.

Their "beauty" is not merely a stunningly beautiful appearance, but also a carefully crafted charm, artistic conception, and a "chance encounter" cleverly arranged in the trajectory of fate.

Cihang Jingzhai is never simply about seduction and exposure. It is the trajectory of the wind, the premeditation of the rain, the autumn leaf falling on your shoulder, stirring up a faint, elusive flutter.

What it wants is to deliver that special person into your eyes, your heart, and even make them an indelible mark in your memory, in the most "natural" way, when you are most unprepared and most natural.

If Lin Xian'er's seduction scheme was only aimed at sexual gratification...

The beauty trap of Cihang Jingzhai aims to subtly draw your heart in through repeated designs.

It was because of these methods that even when Pang Ban was over eighty years old, he unknowingly fell into Cihang Jingzhai's carefully laid honey trap.

Then he willingly retreated to the Demon Master's Palace and did not emerge from the world for twenty years.

Therefore, Cihang Jingzhai is said to be a prestigious and orthodox Buddhist temple.

Rather, they are unconventional martial arts forces that use their beauty to stir up trouble in the martial arts world and even the entire nation.

It's safe to say that when it comes to using women as bait, Cihang Jingzhai is absolutely a professional.

(End of this chapter)