The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Sikong Tingxue smiled.

They smiled because they had found a promising talent.

He laughed because he could use Gongsun Hongdie's relationship with Lan Xiaogu and then use Gongsun Hongdie to deal with An Qingwan.

Gongsun Hongdie smiled too.

She laughed because Sikong Tingxue was unaware of her relationship with An Qingwan.

He laughed as he tried to find a wolf that was staying by An Qingwan's side, hoping to find the whole wolf den.

"Master!"

"My good disciple!"

……

Yu Fucheng.

Jin Xueyi and Lan Xiaogu were surprised to see An Qingwan covered in mud.

"Miss An (Sister An), what's wrong with you?"

An Qingwan didn't mention that she went to see Gongsun Hongdie, not because she was afraid Lan Xiaogu would misunderstand, but because she was afraid Gongsun Hongdie would be sensitive.

"I just went to look for Doctor Cui's daughter. Fortunately, although Ran Ping is notorious, he hasn't harmed Doctor Cui's daughter yet. I also went to Gongsun Hongdie's residence, but I didn't find her. However, I found this."

An Qingwan took the map out of her bosom.

Jin Xueyi only glanced at it before exclaiming in surprise.

"This is a map of Moyu Valley, detailing its location as well as the locations of its twelve branch strongholds. These twelve branch strongholds are located in Tongzhou, Quzhou, and Moyu Valley itself is in Daxuetang, Qiongzhou! With this, we won't have to bother searching for Moyu Valley!"

Jin Xueyi was overjoyed.

"Now I'm afraid this picture is fake."

Lan Xiaogu shook her head: "This map must have been left behind by Hongdie. Since she was willing to do it, I think it must not be a fake map. It's just that, alas, Hongdie left in such a hurry. I just hope she's alright."

Jin Xueyi said, "Don't worry, Miss Lan, Miss Gongsun will be fine."

Lan Xiaogu nodded: "Let's take Old Cui's daughter back first."

Jin Xueyi asked, "What happens after the person is sent back?"

An Qingwan said, "Now that we know where Moyu Valley is hiding, there's no need to be polite to them anymore. Starting from Tongzhou, I'll attack each of their branch strongholds one by one. I don't believe that Moyu Valley can withstand such a blow and still refuse to reveal where Huanxi Daoist is hiding!"

Jin Xueyi was taken aback: "Isn't this going too far?"

An Qingwan laughed and said, "However, it's not an exaggeration at all. To deal with these people, you have to be even more ruthless than them, otherwise they'll think my sword is ineffective."

Can killing make the martial arts world a better place?

Who knows.

But things definitely won't get better if we don't kill them, so let's kill them all first!

P.S.: Thank you Night Wind Feather for the knife.

Eighty goddesses are handling this matter; those who don't want to die can step aside. [2.5k]

Sikong Tingxue returned at noon the next day.

At this time, Yu Fucheng was still cleaning up the damage caused by the battle the previous night.

She had come to say goodbye to An Qingwan.

Lately, she has been following An Qingwan around, using the excuse of finding Cui Sanbian's daughter.

This excuse can no longer be used. If she continues to stay by An Qingwan's side, she will inevitably be seen as having ulterior motives.

She had finally gained An Qingwan's trust, and she didn't want to ruin it.

But Sikong Tingxue never expected that as soon as she appeared, before she could even speak, she was grabbed by An Qingwan.

"Don't just thank me, everyone. If it weren't for Miss Sikong Tingxue stepping forward and taking the lead in quickly taking down that beast Ran Ping's accomplices, last night's battle wouldn't have ended anytime soon, and who knows how much damage it would have caused."

In an instant, all the people who had been surrounding An Qingwan, Jin Xueyi, and Lan Xiaogu happily flocked to Sikong Tingxue's side.

"Miss Sikong, these are meat buns I made myself, please try them."

“Miss Sikong, if it weren’t for your help, my little shop would not have survived. This is just a small token of my appreciation, and I hope you won’t find it offensive.”

"Sister Sikong..."

Sikong's words echoed in her ears, and Sikong Tingxue almost thought someone was setting off firecrackers next to her.

For An Qingwan, this kind of scene was nothing special; she had experienced far too many of them before.

But for Sikong Tingxue, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

As a successor of the Yin-Yang Sect, she always thought she was knowledgeable and could remain calm no matter what happened—except for seeing ghosts. But now, she found herself panicking.

This panic is different from the panic of seeing a ghost; it's a panic of being at a loss.

For a moment, she didn't even know where to place her fingers and toes.

Finally, she could only raise her left hand and gently smooth the white hair that had fallen across her forehead.

"It's just a small matter, don't worry about it. If you want to thank someone, thank An Qingwan instead."

After saying that, Sikong Tingxue tried to run away.

But the enthusiastic onlookers weren't about to let her go so easily.

"I must thank you, I really must thank you, both of you ladies."

Sikong Tingxue was surrounded for a full quarter of an hour before she finally managed to slip away.

The joy of taking Gongsun Hongdie as her disciple turned sour again.

She stared at the smiling An Qingwan, strongly suspecting that An Qingwan had ill intentions and was deliberately trying to embarrass her.

She would remember this grudge!

Sikong Tingxue straightened her gloves and said, "I will take Cui Sanbian's daughter back. You don't need to waste your time here. Go and do your own things."

Jin Xueyi asked in surprise, "Miss Sikong isn't traveling with us?"

Sikong Tingxue said coldly, "You have things to do, and I have things to do too."

Jin Xueyi hummed in agreement.

"Though we are far apart, we will meet again someday."

Sikong Tingxue said goodbye very decisively, and left just as decisively.

After picking up Cui Sanbian's daughter, she immediately left Yufu City.

She walked briskly as she left Yufu City.

However, her good mood did not last long. At Cui Sanbian's residence, she saw an acquaintance.

"Senior Sister Xue, what are you doing here?"

A woman who looked to be around thirty years old, with a graceful and wealthy appearance, leaned against the door, a captivating smile playing on her rosy and full lips.

“Junior Sister Sikong, Master asked you to find the Great Qi’s secret treasure, but instead of looking for it, you spend all your time following An Qingwan, who is against the sect, and even help her deal with Ran Ping and Moyu Valley. What is the meaning of this?”

Sikong Tingxue coldly replied, "Why should I report to you what I do?"

Senior Sister Xue still smiled languidly: "You don't need to report to me, but Master is still waiting for your news. You didn't get anything at the Prince of Pingnan's mansion, so it's not your fault. It's just that Prince Yueyang was too cunning. But if there's still no progress, I'm afraid your position as his successor won't be very secure, will it?"

Sikong Tingxue laughed: "You speak so eloquently, it seems you have a good idea?"

Senior Sister Xue smiled without saying a word.

"Then I'd like to have a good look at your supernatural abilities, Senior Sister Xue."

Sikong Tingxue maintained a smile on her face, but in her heart, murderous intent had already risen.

She and this Senior Sister Xue had been at odds for a long time.

In the past, she had no choice but to accept this, firstly because she wasn't confident of winning, and secondly because her sect was watching her.

But now she has a way to get rid of this Senior Sister Xue.

Keep laughing, but I'll have An Qingwan kill you in a while!

Sikong Tingxue silently withdrew her gaze.

……

News of Ran Ping being fried to death in hot oil and his duel with Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie spread after dawn.

In just a few days, the news spread throughout Sichuan and became known to everyone.

Anqing Evening.

Everyone is talking about this name.

Moyu Valley, as one of the participants in the incident, was no exception.

Yuzhou, Ba County.

Moyu Valley has set up twelve branch strongholds outside Daxuetang, the largest of which is located here.

It's approaching evening.

The private room on the second floor of Chuncaolou was packed with about a dozen people.

These ten or so people came from Moyu Valley.

The person at the head of the table was Zhou Tong, the branch leader. The people sitting in the row to the left were from the Gongsun family, and the people sitting in the row to the right were from the Zhou family. The two sides were clearly separated.

In Moyu Valley, the Gongsun family and the Zhou family have never been at odds, but today they are unusually harmonious, as if they are a loving family.

For this, An Qingwan made an indelible contribution.

Starting a month and a half ago, An Qingwan first killed the fake Huanxi Daoist by Dongting Lake, then ruined Moyu Valley's plans in Jiangling, killing Moyu Valley's deputy valley master Gongsun Chong and others. She then easily neutralized the poison from Moyu Valley and even took the opportunity to eliminate Ran Ping.

With such a formidable record of victories before them, no matter how bad the relationship between the Gongsun family and the Zhou family was, they had no choice but to temporarily set aside their internal conflicts and focus on external threats.

It can be said that this period is the most united time for Moyu Valley since the passing of its first Valley Master, Zhou Lingyue.

Everyone temporarily put aside their differences and brainstormed ways to deal with An Qingwan.

An Qingwan has already passed Kuizhou. If she passes Yuzhou next, she will have truly entered Sichuan.

Moyu Valley has its own pride and will never allow An Qingwan to enter Shu. It must kill her on the way to save face for Moyu Valley.

"The best way to kill her is still poison. It didn't work with Cui Sanbian, but he was just unlucky. If we try a few more times, we'll definitely succeed!"

"Using poison is too slow. If you ask me, it has to be hidden weapons. She can block one Hidden Sand Shot, but can she block more than a dozen?"

"In the past, Moyu Valley only had a dozen or so insinuations."

"That's enough. A true hidden weapon is one that can kill. That's exactly what Moyu Valley needs now. Why hide it away?"

"Poisoning and using hidden weapons are still inappropriate. In my opinion, it would be better to spend more money to hire more martial arts practitioners to surround and kill An Qingwan. That would guarantee her death."

"It's still too difficult to surround and kill An Qingwan. Why not send these martial arts figures to Zhen'an County? I don't believe that An Qingwan would dare to continue to be an enemy of Moyu Valley after learning that something happened in her hometown."

Zhou Tong nodded and said, "The methods you all came up with are all good. I think you should stop arguing and just use multiple methods at once. Use poison, hidden weapons, and find people to do it all. If An Qingwan knows what's good and retreats on her own, she can still live. If she doesn't, then let her know what pain is!"

The people sitting on the left and right sides whispered to each other, and then nodded in agreement.

Zhou Tong laughed and said, "The matter is settled. I will send someone to invite the Valley Master to send over the veiled criticism. You all need to stop idling..."

Boom!

Zhou Tong didn't have time to finish speaking.

With a loud bang, the door to the private room was smashed to pieces by the flying green figure.

Zhou Tong had no time to pay attention to the blue shadow on the ground.

He looked towards the doorway and saw a person who was both unfamiliar and familiar—

With a three-foot-long sword slung at his waist and his face covered by a coarse black cloth, he made people feel cold even when he was not moving.

"An Qing..."

Zhou Tong's voice abruptly stopped.

An Qingwan had appeared before him, and she held a sword in her hand, which was already piercing his throat.