CHAPTER 461: CHAPTER 282 NATURALLY SEEKING ASSISTANCE FROM THE YOUNG MASTER_2

The most peculiar thing was that, despite the house having been destroyed by lightning, there was still no sign of any light; the moonlight was dim, and even within the city, no people were found anywhere, an eerie atmosphere all around.

For a moment, Jiang Feng felt an illusion, as if he hadn’t woken up, and everything he saw was just a figment of his imagination.

Another sword strike, the two quickly widened their distance, bodies flipping, leaping in the air, three sword swings thrown before touching the ground, and with the recoil, Jiang Feng was preparing to escape with sword control.

Holding his breath, concentrating, an elixir hidden between his teeth.

Staring intently at the distant pair of sisters, he knew that at such a moment, these two sisters would certainly not sit idly by and let him escape. Sure enough, the next second that dignified eldest sister moved.

Yet, she didn’t directly intercept him.

Instead, she stood up, smiled, waved at him, and came leisurely.

"Young Master Jiang, be careful when controlling your sword, watch the path..."

Boom!

A pain in the head.

"Damn, it’s an ambush!"

Holding his head.

Sword Qi erupted within, just as he was about to swing his sword, he realized what had hit him on the head wasn’t some divine weapon.

It was a tree branch.

Stunned.

Brain halted.

What was happening before his eyes was already beyond his grasp, he felt his mind was a little scrambled, instinctively telling him that everything happening before him had an air of strangeness, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint where the problem lay.

From the moment he stepped into this house, it was filled with various forms of dissonance, the events, although reasonable, carried a hint of oddity.

"Things have been off since I entered the house; not seeing anyone while walking into the city is normal, who’s out and about at midnight?"

"But it’s strange inside the house: the room layout seems akin, but the window seems off. Why do they voluntarily shut the windows, are they worried I’ll escape through them at this stage of cultivation?"

"Fighting is even odder; last time Ying Ling nearly shattered me, holding the Pearl of the Celestial Lake, I practically never saw her real form the entire time, just entangling with shadows. But this time it’s a real face-to-face confrontation."

"Why would the three sisters act against me?"

"You said I insulted your sect; that’s fine, but you cursed me last time too, we barely ended things even, plus I let you kick me for venting, even if you’re petty it wouldn’t justify you coming with others for revenge, right?"

"Three people going to great lengths to corner me in the city, just to let Ying Ling come up and kick me twice, then I run away?"

"Moreover, why do you three dare to act in the city? Eh?"

Instead of continuing to flee, he suddenly halted in place.

Ying Ling wasn’t far from him, seeing Jiang Feng intend to escape, she merely snorted coldly without stopping him; the elder sister named Jin Yuan only gestured to her sibling to stop pursuing further, then smiled at him.

Silent, eerie atmosphere, the three sisters showed no desire to continue fighting, Jiang Feng decided not to run anymore, but rather touched the giant tree he had just bumped into with his head.

"Even Yin Xue has to weigh things up to act in such a main city; although these three sisters have one at the Nascent Soul Stage, opposing the City Protection Array isn’t very feasible."

"At least, they are a reputable sect; initiating conflict in the city, causing disturbance, injuring civilians, such crimes are considered severe in any sect, Joyful Sect might not be deemed righteous but is certainly reputable, should such an event occur, lightest punishment would be confinement for decades, severe one would be revoking their cultivation on spot."

"This is a major taboo."

"Joyful Sect doesn’t get along well with Purple Cloud Palace, but it’s just a minor feud, not deep hatred, merely a normal competitive relationship; why would they want to kill me?"

"The senior sister stated clearly, with so many sect disciples entering Country Liang territory at once, it’s to spar, assess each other, head up meet, eye down see, nobody would resort to killing unless sects are in total opposition."

"Nobody wishes to tear their faces; if I die here, can Joyful Sect handle the pressure of the upcoming Phoenix Heavenly Cave two years later?"

"Would you want to experience being chased by hundreds of elite disciples from Purple Cloud Palace the whole way through?"

Holding his forehead.

Reversing the grip on iron wire, Jiang Feng rubbed his eyebrows forcefully, recent continuous events leaving his brain a bit muddled, seeing this scene, the third sister who had always been sitting at the octagonal table unexpectedly spoke.

"Elder sister, he seems to have noticed something."

"Hmm, not too foolish."

Nodding with satisfaction, she continued sipping her tea leisurely, the previously fighting Ying Ling also came back, simply sitting back in her place.

Only one empty seat remained at the octagonal table, just facing Jiang Feng.

Clip-clop!

Clip-clop!

No longer running away.

The surrounding city remained silent, the moonlight dim and eerie, yet the man simply continued forward, finally arriving in front of the three sisters.

"Courageous."

Jin Yuan, the eldest sister, couldn’t help but commend.

The three of them were all stronger than Jiang Feng. Although the second sister claimed to have high-grade Core Formation strength, it was all hearsay; no one truly knew without seeing it firsthand.

Judging from the fight just now, what her sister said wasn’t unfounded.

However, being able to face the second sister head-on for dozens of rounds in the initial Core Formation stage without falling behind, and seeing Jiang Feng’s condition, he might have suffered significant injuries; his entire left arm was still exposed, the bloody scar startling to behold.

After guessing the intentions of these three sisters, Jiang Feng noticeably calmed down.

"This entire city is an illusion created by your magic treasure, Miss Jin Yuan."

Hit the mark.

As soon as the words fell, the colors of the entire city began to rapidly fade, the sky gradually brightening with a streak of dawn appearing from the east. The surrounding ruins, walls, and buildings all quickly vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing giant trees that blocked out the sun.

The grass rustled, a shattered tree exploded apart, reeking of burnt odor, and even the Eight Immortals’ table before them was merely a cut tree stump.

Indeed, Jiang Feng finally realized.

He never actually entered the city.

If he calculated the time, it truly didn’t add up. Earlier in the night, he and Yue Yue first rested in Dongliang City and took a break for two more hours. After sensing Cen Zhuangzhuang’s danger, the two immediately rushed out.

From the journey, to the battle, to the farewell, and then running home along the way, no matter how he calculated it, it should’ve been daylight by now. How could it still look like this deep night?

Moreover, as disciples of the Joyful Sect, they would never cause such a ruckus in the city.

"You have sharp eyes, young master."

Once an illusion is seen through, continuing to hide is meaningless. A turquoise bead descended from the sky, landing accurately in Jin Yuan’s hand. Just from this move, it was clear that her realm was far beyond his.

If Ying Ling hadn’t deliberately gone easy, he probably wouldn’t have realized he was under an illusion even now.

"You didn’t come for revenge, did you?"

"That’s hard to say, haha, who told you to insult us so terribly back then."

Ying Ling gave Jiang Feng a sidelong glance, but the latter responded very straightforwardly.

"Then why don’t you insult me back?"

"You!"

"Alright, enough bickering. The reason the three of us approach Young Master Jiang today is indeed to discuss an important matter, or rather, to request something of the young master."

The eldest sister had a decidedly more stable character. Her previous show of strength was enough to make cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage suffer greatly. Yet, this statement was no surprise to Jiang Feng; he shook his head.

"I have no say in this. I’m just a newly entered fourth-generation disciple. To ally with the Purple Cloud Palace, you’d have to ask the current head..."

"No, it’s not that matter."

"Oh?"

He truly couldn’t imagine why these three sisters would seek him out.

But in the next second, Jin Yuan smiled and said, "We three sisters would like to ask the young master to help kill someone."

"Kill someone?"

His expression revealed a hint of shock. With your Nascent Soul Stage abilities, who couldn’t you kill? Why ask someone as half-baked as me? There must be something strange, undoubtedly a tricky and difficult matter.

"No, I refuse."

He shook his head decisively.

Ying Ling initially wanted to say something, but Jin Yuan remained calm, holding the teacup and gently blowing.

The scent carried a slight fragrance, and the next sentence made him freeze on the spot.

"Young Master Jiang, the person I want to kill is closely connected with one of your juniors at Swordmaster Peak."