A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 91: Jie Jie Jie

Li Xuanxiao wrote an anonymous letter to the Golden Thunder Sect, roughly saying that a disciple of their sect, Zhang Tianxin, had been kidnapped.....

As for Li Xuanxiao himself, he had no intention of leaving Mount Shushan.

He knew Zhang Tianxin and also considered him an enemy.

Li Xuanxiao had already figured out who the person was.

Other than Di Nü Feng, there was no one else.

It seemed Di Nü Feng really was looking for him, and Li Xuanxiao couldn't help but feel anxious.

As for Zhang Tianxin, he could only wish him better luck in his next life.

He really couldn't think of how to escape from Di Nü Feng a second time.

More than a month passed.

A Recording Stone was delivered from down the mountain.

In the Recording Stone, Zhang Tianxin was being violently beaten by Di Nü Feng.

“Li Xuanxiao! If you don’t come soon, I’m going to beat him to death.”

“You’ll never see him again, and you’ll feel guilty for the rest of your life,”

“Aaahhh!!”

Zhang Tianxin’s miserable screams came through.

“Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao, don’t worry about me, don’t come, whatever you do, don’t come.”

“Jie jie jie.”

In the scene, Di Nü Feng’s wicked laugh echoed.

Outside the Recording Stone, Li Xuanxiao nodded.

Don’t worry, I definitely won’t go!

“............”

“Demoness, you’re despicable! You’re actually using me to threaten Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao!”

Di Nü Feng snorted coldly, “When the time comes, I’ll pick a nice grave for the two of you.”

“D*mn it! Now that Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao knows I’ve been caught by Di Nü Feng, he must be panicking and rushing over....”

The thought that Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao might fall into danger because of him made Zhang Tianxin clutch his chest in pain.

One month later.

Three months later.

Half a year later.

Zhang Tianxin blinked.

Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao... isn't really not coming... right?

“...........”

Silver Sword Peak.

Inside the straw hut.

Li Xuanxiao faced Li Xuanxiao.

Li Xuanxiao fed two pills to the other Li Xuanxiao.

Number Two Li Xuanxiao activated a spell.

The original Li Xuanxiao checked him thoroughly, then placed most of his consciousness into the clone.

This time, he was going to the capital city of Daxia, which was quite far.

It was easy for problems to occur, so it was difficult to act with just a clone.

Actually, he had already gone there once before with Zhao Lu, but back then his original body had been just outside the capital—not far.

This time, Li Xuanxiao planned to keep his original body at Mount Shushan and send only the clone to the capital city of Daxia.

Li Xuanxiao prepared two spirit pills and also modified Number Two Li Xuanxiao.

He gave up most of its combat ability and put all points into control.

Number Two Li Xuanxiao was the clone he controlled most deeply.

If it couldn’t make it to the capital city of Daxia, then the others wouldn’t be able to either.

All kinds of poisons and powders were ready. In order to maintain control, he had sacrificed much of its combat capacity.

If he encountered danger, he could only rely on sneak attacks.

He also had eight Scorpion Puppets.

The original Li Xuanxiao went into seclusion for cultivation.

Number Two Li Xuanxiao quietly left Mount Shushan, disguised himself, and entered the flying boat of a merchant association he had contacted long ago.

The goal of this mission was to investigate the situation in the capital city of Daxia.

Li Xuanxiao always felt there were bigger players behind the incident of refining two hundred thousand people in Panlong City.

He needed to prepare early.

The flying boat sped through the air, the scenery outside constantly changing and always fresh.

As his divine sense swept out, he saw a little shepherd boy leisurely herding sheep.

The boy looked up, his face full of curiosity as he stared at the flying boat speeding past, his eyes filled with longing and yearning for the unknown world.

By the river not far away, a couple was in the middle of a fierce quarrel. Their voices drifted in the wind, breaking the once peaceful atmosphere.

Looking even farther, a few Qi Refining cultivators were engaged in a duel, each showing off their magical skills....

The noisy, chaotic mortal world, and the mist-shrouded southern mountains.

I keep a peaceful heart.

Time passes in a blink, no need to dwell on past glories or sorrows.

I only wish to step into the Hall of Immortality, and find a sense of ease and calm.

The scenery along the road is fleeting. Only inner peace and determination follow me like a shadow, accompanying me through every dawn and dusk.

“...........”

Three days later.

Li Xuanxiao wore coarse clothes, his face tanned and sporting a scruffy beard.

He wore a bamboo hat and traveled with a group of guards headed for the capital.

Just one more day of walking—if they hurried, they'd reach the capital by midday.

This time, he entered the city posing as a merchant with the caravan.

Half a year ago, Li Xuanxiao had already assumed a false identity as a minor, unnoticeable trader in the caravan.

It was his first time taking on a solo mission.

With this identity, even if trouble arose,

the enemy would never be able to trace it back to him.

The snow in the capital was heavy, fitting that saying: yellow dog turns white, white dog turns swollen.

The escort group only went this far. Usually, there was no danger once they reached the outskirts of the capital.

So the group prepared to return by the same route.

Li Xuanxiao glanced once more at the escort group.

On their return route, a group of old enemies had already laid an ambush, just waiting for the escorts to come back.

They planned to attack them halfway.

Both sides were ordinary people, but the ambushers had crossbows and were well-prepared.

The escort group likely had no chance of making it back alive.

For grudges between ordinary people like this, Mount Shushan had a strict rule:

If it didn’t involve cultivators, disciples must not interfere.

If laws were broken, the magistrate’s office would handle it.

Li Xuanxiao didn’t want to get entangled in this karma either.

The escort group took their leave.

The head guard cupped his hands: “Fate willing, we’ll meet again!”

The world is vast, and parting in the martial world often means never meeting again in this lifetime.

Li Xuanxiao cupped his hands back and was about to turn around.

Suddenly, a small hand tugged at him.

Li Xuanxiao turned his head.

“For you.”

Li Xuanxiao looked at the child, not even as tall as his knee, handing him a piece of candy.

Huh? Poisoned me?

The guard next to him scratched his head with a silly grin.

Did he put the kid up to it?

Li Xuanxiao’s expression didn’t change.

The child was the guard’s kid. Word was his mother died early, so the guard had to bring him along on escort missions.

That child didn’t just give candy to Li Xuanxiao.

He gave every member of the caravan a piece.

“Uncles and grandpas, if you need an escort next time, come to our family again.”

The other caravan members all smiled and agreed.

Li Xuanxiao looked serious.

This was classic bait-and-switch—only his candy might be poisoned.

Or maybe it contained a mini Twin Recording Stone? To spy on him.

Or maybe it had a tiny venomous snake inside, waiting to bite him.

Why was Li Xuanxiao so familiar with these tricks?

Because he had done all of them himself.

The escort group left, and Li Xuanxiao was still studying the candy with a serious face.

“..........”

Two days later.

Inside an inn.

“How long did we sleep?”

“No idea, felt like days.”

“What about the people from Changtong Escort Agency?”

“No clue, my head feels so heavy, like I’ve been poisoned or something.”

“Stop f***ing sleeping! If they get away, how are we supposed to explain this when we get back?”

Everyone hurriedly dressed and grabbed their weapons, rushing to the route the escort group must pass.

“Big Bro, it's the escort people.”

“Get the crossbows ready.”

“Big Bro, I... my legs are jelly. I’ve got no strength at all.”

At this point, don’t even mention fighting—just running two steps was hard.

“We’ve... been played by the enemy!!”

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