Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 481 She smelled a conspiracy

Cruel and tyrannical in nature!

In terms of bloodlust, even Warcraft pales in comparison!

The centipede in front of Feng Siyue had no spiritual energy fluctuations; instead, it exuded a trace of demonic energy!

She couldn't possibly misjudge such power, even with her eyes closed!

Feng Siyue's eyes hardened!

He channeled his spiritual power into Xingli and unleashed a fierce strike!

This sword strike cleaved the centipede in two!

Feng Siyue walked up to it and burned it. "This thing followed me, could it be that it became part of that bead?"

Qingqing nodded. "Possibly."

"But I kept that bead in my Heavenly Heart Ring, where its aura is isolated. They shouldn't have come looking for me..."

Not to mention she had already undergone a tribulation of lightning; even if she had any aura, it should have disappeared long ago.

Feng Siyue couldn't figure it out, so she simply sheathed her sword and left. "Fine, whatever the reason, if anyone dares to come, I'll kill them all!"

The closest branch of Thousand Paths Pavilion to Moon Shadow Valley is located in Hongcheng, more than 100 kilometers away.

When Feng Siyue arrived, it was already midnight.

Hongcheng is neither too big nor too small, nestled among mountains.

The streets were deserted at night. When Feng Siyue stepped into Qiandao Pavilion, the manager at the front desk was dozing off.

Hearing footsteps, the man looked up sharply. "Good evening, what do you need?"

He said this before he even opened his eyes.

It's quite comical.

Feng Siyue stepped forward.

"Manager, I need information about the Mu family."

The night watchman was a man in his mid-twenties. He yawned, opened his eyes,

"The Mu family? Which Mu family?"

"Southwest of Qinghe and Luozhou, the Mu family, who disappeared a hundred years ago... the puppet family."

The man's drowsy expression paused, a glimmer of clarity flashed in his eyes, before he became sleepy again.

"The complete version costs 700,000 top-grade spirit stones, no bargaining."

"Seven hundred thousand?"

It costs about the same as a low-level holy artifact.

Feng Siyue pondered for a moment, "Are you sure it's complete?"

The man brushed the stray hairs obscuring his eyes aside and declared confidently, "Honest and reliable, genuine products at fair prices!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a storage bag landed on the table.

"can."

The man was somewhat surprised.

That girl paid so readily!

His eyes immediately lit up as he grabbed the storage bag, weighed it in his hand, and then happily bowed, "Alright!"

"Please wait a moment, esteemed guest, I'll be right back!"

He turned around and took three steps at a time to climb to the second floor.

A moment later, a conversation that sounded like an argument between a man and a woman could be heard.

"Ah Rong, where are you going so late!?"

"Does it matter to you where you go?"

"Row!"

"I'll follow you if you don't tell me!"

"Hey! You two, can you please go down there and stop arguing? Don't stop me from doing business!"

Two unhurried footsteps echoed down the stairs, followed by... hurried footsteps that were almost like stomping one's feet.

A woman in a black and white Taoist robe walked down from the second floor, sword in hand, followed by a silent man.

First floor.

The woman turned around, looking at the person behind her with an impatient expression. "I don't care about what happened before. You don't need to follow me."

The man, who looked to be about twenty years old, wouldn't listen and stubbornly followed her step by step.

The wind blows, and I gaze into the distance.

Two acquaintances.

Lu Rong and Su Ziyi.

Behind them, the shopkeeper hurried over and said apologetically, "Sorry! It took you a while to find it. Here's what you wanted, it's all inside."

He handed over a storage bag.

Just then, Lu Rong didn't want to talk to Su Ziyi, so she bowed to the man and said, "Uncle Sun, I'm leaving now."

The man waved his hand dismissively, looking at them with disdain, "Get out of here! How long have you been loitering here?"

Lu Rong nodded and turned to leave.

Su Ziyi followed.

Uncle Sun noticed the girl in black looking at the two people outside the door and explained, "Those two are my cousin's children. Did they disturb you?"

Feng Siyue shook her head.

"I didn't mean to bother you, I just find it strange."

"Strange?"

The man became somewhat interested. "What's so strange about that?"

Feng Siyue took the storage bag. "I met that young man once before. He was very disrespectful to his fiancée. I didn't expect him to have changed so much in the years since I last saw him."

The man was even more surprised, "How do you know they were engaged before?"

Although the Taiqing Sword Sect and the Su family were united by marriage, Su Ziyi, as the person directly involved, rarely appeared in public. Knowing Lu Rong was understandable, but knowing Su Ziyi...

That's too much of a coincidence.

After all, you can't just say that a man appeared next to Lu Rong, and that man is Su Ziyi, can you?

Feng Siyue smiled and said, "I just happen to have met Lu Rong several times."

Uncle Sun: "......."

What a coincidence.

Strangers to our ancestors.

Uncle Sun chuckled awkwardly, "Sigh, the reason our relationship is like this is because that kid stubbornly refuses to admit he likes her!"

"After that trip to Qianshui City, it's like this kid had a breakthrough; he finally understands how wonderful the Lu family girl is, and now he's been following her around for two or three years!"

At this point, Uncle Sun sighed, "The most painful thing about relationships in this world is not that the man is willing but the woman is not, but that the man never had the chance to express his feelings."

"When I finally understood, we were already separated by life and death."

Feng Siyue listened with a somewhat dazed look in her eyes, her voice soft, "To be alive is already a blessing."

Whether it's friendship or love, we shouldn't wait until we lose it to appreciate it.

Uncle Sun was amused by her mature-for-her-own-age words.

"Hahaha, you're right!"

So young, yet so insightful, just like him!

"Thankfully, Lu is still alive. It's just a pity that only thirty-nine people survived from Thousand Water City. Sigh..."

Uncle Sun shook his head and sighed as he recalled the tragic events that shocked the mainland three years ago.

Of the hundreds of thousands, only thirty-nine remained.

Feng Siyue suddenly looked up, her pupils shrinking slightly.

Thirty-nine?

The man looked at her with surprise, "Yes! Thirty-nine, didn't you know?"

Feng Siyue's expression slowly turned cold.

"Manager, do you have a list of survivors?"

Of those who survived, including her and Yan Nanfei, no more than thirty-six were exposed to the world. Where did the thirty-nine come from?

She sensed a conspiracy in it.

Uncle Sun shook his head, "No way!"

"Those who survived are mostly scions of aristocratic families, as well as disciples of Qingli Academy. Their specific identities are being kept under wraps; no investigation is allowed."

They won't let me investigate?

Feng Siyue didn't ask why.

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

She turned and quickly left the Thousand Paths Pavilion, running wildly towards the Moon Shadow Mystery Valley.

...........

Out of the city.

Feng Siyue made a hand seal with one hand, and a peony flower appeared!

She spoke in a cold voice.

"Nanfei, you go and investigate personally! I need the list of survivors from Qianshui City back then. If you can't find their names, then investigate the factions they belong to!"

After saying that, she let go of his hand.

The peony flowers have disappeared.

When they were captured, Lou Miao clearly said there were 34 people left. Ah Li and she were exposed to the world, so that makes 36. Why did Uncle Sun say there were 39 left?

Did the little spider make a mistake?

Not too possible.

In that situation, Lou Miao was aiming to annihilate the entire city, and she already held absolute power of life and death!

It's unlikely he's lying!

Pointless.

Another possibility...