CHAPTER 423: CHAPTER 112: EVEN A CLAY FIGURINE HAS A TEMPER

"Rescue or not?" Anxiety and rage reddened Xiao Xian’s eyes.

"Want my help to save someone? Give up the Meteor Crystal," Mei Nian was no fool. This slippery girl before him was like an eel; he had been tricked by her once before. Wasn’t it time for him to learn from that mistake?

No sooner had he spoken than a figure, like a swift arrow, shot across the space and landed on the second-floor balcony.

The Feng Bird was repelled by a surge of Spiritual Power, and Zeng Xuerou was snatched away. She opened her eyes and saw, "Dr. Zhou?"

Upon seeing Zhou Ziang, the Feng Bird’s eyes blazed with greed. Spiritual Energy — this man was brimming with it, which could greatly benefit its cultivation.

Zhou Ziang seemed to read the Feng Bird’s intent, with a light tap of his foot, he leaped down from the height with Zeng Xuerou in tow.

An easy prey not to be missed lightly, the Feng Bird, reluctant to give up, let out a ferocious screech. Its colorful feathers stood on end as it poised to attack its adversaries.

"Aisha!!" Upon witnessing such a scene, Aisha choked, a breath stuck in her chest — Zhou Ziang had completely ignored what she had just said.

"Take her and go," Zhou Ziang entrusted Zeng Xuerou to Xiao Xian.

Mei Nian stood by, merely a spectator. Within a few more minutes, he could have forced the girl to cough up the Meteor Crystal. Where had this young man come from, his body so full of Spiritual Energy?

"If you want to leave, you’ll have to get past me first. It’s actually you! I was wondering how Bo Hao could have died at the hands of a mere mortal. Turns out someone’s been pulling the strings behind the scenes. You girl, bearing a Meteor Crystal, must pay with your life for my son," Xu Song blocked Xiao Xian and Zeng Xuerou’s path.

"Miss Aisha, please think of a way to help me," Huang Tengchong saw the chaos ensue. The security guards were just standing there, stunned, watching the people with incredible agility and daring not to move.

Now surrounded by people he dared not offend, the matter of the Feng Bird could no longer be concealed. All he could do was ask Aisha to help eliminate the witnesses.

"Don’t worry, the Roster family still relies on you to handle many matters in the China market; we won’t let you down. That precious bird should heed some of your commands. There are only two people here who can hinder us. I’ll take care of Mr. Xu, and you command the bird to attack those two girls. Dead or alive, it’s up to you. The fewer people know about tonight’s events, the safer your status and wealth will be," Aisha’s smile was sweet, but her schemes were more venomous than those of a snake.

Huang Tengchong dared not object and sent a piercing, shrill signal to the Feng Bird.

"Mr. Xu, I believe we share common interests. I’ll help keep Ang occupied, and you’re responsible for dealing with that old hag. As for the two girls, the Feng Bird, starved for a fight, will be more than capable of tearing them to shreds," Aisha and Xu Song quickly reached an agreement.

In the garden, the crowd divided into two factions. Zhou Ziang, unaware of Aisha’s plot, was on guard and kept Xiao Xian protected behind him.

"Senior Mei, we are in grave danger right now. The Mei Family has always followed the principle of ’supporting the weak against the strong’ within the Natural Cultivation community. You surely won’t stand idly by as their lives are lost before our eyes," Zhou Ziang spoke whilst tearing off a few leaves, clutching them in his hand, its intended use unknown.

"Hmph, don’t speak to me in that tone, you upstart. Where did you come from? Without the protection of a family, you dare to offend two major Cultivation Families at once. Even with your extraordinary talent, you’re doomed to achieve nothing in the path of cultivation," Mei Nian criticized, although deep inside, he was rather curious about Zhou Ziang’s lineage and mentor, given how ghost-like he had been in the air, rescuing someone as fast as lightning, and immediately assuming a negotiating stance after the rescue. Still, out of consideration for his status, he sought to regain some ground.

Xiao Xian had been silent since Zeng Xuerou was rescued. She hung her head low, staring at the weak and battered Zeng Xuerou. Her face and neck were a gruesome sight, scraped raw with deep triangular peck marks. Injuries from a Spiritual Bird like the Feng Bird were hard to heal, and for a girl, they could be devastating. Xiao Xian was filled with regret, utterly oblivious to Zhou Ziang and Mei Nian’s exchange.

Her hand grew cold when something was thrust into it. Looking down, she saw several narrow leaves, now cold and stiff, "I’ve infused them with Spiritual Energy, keep them for self-defense. Don’t argue with Senior Mei anymore; hold back your anger for now, and focus on staying alive," came Zhou Ziang’s advice along with the leaves.

Xiao Xian neither nodded nor shook her head; her downturned face offered no clue as to her thoughts.