The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Any core member of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion could see at a glance that the token in Su Jingzhen’s hand was genuine.

Su Jingzhen’s lips curled up into a smile: “This token should be real, so I think I’m qualified to participate, right?”

“Legend has it that the core members of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion are all kind and willing to make friends with heroes from all over the world.”

“But after these two encounters with Pavilion Master Feng, I have a different view of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.”

His tone was calm, but with a hint of sarcasm.

Feng Mingyan’s face grew increasingly dark.

However, before he could speak, Su Jingzhen’s eyes seemed to sparkle with curiosity.

He glanced around and asked, “By the way, where’s that friend Mo Li? Is he still recovering from his injuries? I remember I didn’t hit him that hard, did I? It seems like Mo Li’s body needs more training, doesn’t it?”

If his previous words were subtly sarcastic, then this sentence was a direct and ruthless attack.

【Remaining usable points: 71】

Su Jingzhen had simply been annoyed by Feng Mingyan’s arrogance and had subconsciously retorted with two sentences. He didn’t expect to trigger Feng Qingya’s empathy.

It was an unexpected surprise.

“My servant’s skills are not as good as yours, and he deserves to be mocked. But I really don’t know what benefit you would get from angering me.”

Compared to Feng Qingya, Feng Mingyan was also cunning, but not as much.

At least he was much more hot-tempered than Feng Qingya.

At this moment, his face was already filled with anger, and his gaze at Su Jingzhen was as if he wanted to devour him.

Su Jingzhen’s face, on the other hand, showed an extremely shocked expression.

“Ah? I was just speaking from the heart, and I didn’t mean to anger Pavilion Master Feng at all. Is Pavilion Master Feng really so easily angered?”

【Emotional Connection +4】

【Remaining usable points: 75】

As soon as he spoke, Feng Qingya triggered another point before Feng Mingyan could even respond.

“You!”

If only considering eloquence and intelligence, Su Jingzhen was far superior to Feng Mingyan.

At this moment, his words were truly venomous.

As soon as he spoke, Feng Mingyan felt a sense of unease, unsure of how to respond.

However, his gaze at Su Jingzhen was filled with a sudden surge of killing intent.

“OId Wang, tear his mouth apart!”

At this moment, he didn’t want to bother with Su Jingzhen anymore.

He directly addressed the guardian behind him.

“Master Feng…this…this might not be a good idea…”

Old Wang furrowed his brow, feeling a bit disappointed with Feng Mingyan.

If it weren’t for Feng Mingyan’s current status in the Feng family, in Old Wang’s opinion, he was far inferior to Feng Qingya.

But Feng Mingyan’s attitude seemed resolute.

If he insisted on doing so, as a protector, he could only obey.

“I, Feng Mingyan, will take full responsibility for the consequences, and I didn’t order you to take his life. Just do it!”

He repeated his command to Old Wang.

Upon hearing this, Old Wang reluctantly nodded.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, aiming for Su Jingzhen…

Suddenly, a loud, piercing sound echoed through the air.

Mu Lao, standing with his sword, blocked the path in front of Feng Qingya and Su Jingzhen.

His gaze was sharp, fixed on Feng Mingyan and his group.

“Old Wang, are you trying to test the sharpness of my sword? Moreover, have you forgotten what kind of crime you will be punished for attacking the registered alchemist of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion?”

Mu Lao stood tall, his white hair fluttering, exuding an aura of a seasoned master.

His tone was calm, but with a hint of mockery as he looked at Old Wang.

Although the other side had more people, Mu Lao wasn’t intimidated, knowing that except for Old Wang, none of the others posed a threat.

Moreover, as a member of the Feng family, Mu Lao knew that even if Feng Mingyan had the heart to kill, he didn’t have the courage to do so.

Mu Lao’s appearance caused Old Wang to hesitate.

He couldn’t continue with Feng Mingyan’s task, nor could he engage in an all-out battle with Mu Lao.

His mind was filled with uncertainty.

“Trash!”

Seeing Old Wang’s hesitant expression, Feng Mingyan cursed under his breath again.

He knew that with Old Wang in this state, today’s plans were doomed to fail.

He shot a resentful glance at Feng Qingya on the hill.

“Cousin, it seems you’ve really found a good helper this time. Well, I’ll just watch you shine at the Alchemist Gathering. If I’m not mistaken, this should be your last chance, right? Hehe…”

Although the situation was hopeless, he still wanted to say some provocative words to annoy Feng Qingya.

Without waiting for Feng Qingya’s response, he glanced at Old Wang and the others.

“Let’s go!”

The massive blue bird let out a loud cry and took off, flying towards the horizon.

“Miss, I’ll be nearby, so don’t worry and focus on recovering.”

After Feng Mingyan and his group left, Mu Lao spoke to Feng Qingya and then departed.

He knew that his mistress didn’t like him to be constantly by her side, especially with Su Jingzhen around.

Mu Lao’s departure left Feng Qingya’s expression to change, becoming darker.

It was clear that Feng Mingyan’s group had a significant impact on her mood.

And for some reason, she was willing to show her vulnerable side to Su Jingzhe at this time.

Su Jingzhen didn’t ask many questions, knowing that Feng Qingya would voluntarily tell him some things.

After a long silence, Feng Qingya sighed.

“Master Su must have heard it too.”

“This time, it’s the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, or rather, an alchemist gathering hosted by my Feng family. Of course, it’s different from the alchemist gatherings you know.”

“The specifics… I’m not sure if I should tell you, Master Su. You can ask around when you arrive, and you might understand. You only need to know that if I fail this time, my fate will be very bleak afterwards.”

As Feng Qingya spoke, her face naturally showed a hint of sadness.

Su Jingzhen nodded, not asking further questions.

He had come, so he would see it through.

With the identity of the Evil Moon Sect’s Jiangling Branch Chief Acolyte, even if things went to the worst-case scenario, the Treasure Gathering Pavilion wouldn’t dare to do anything to him.

Moreover, no matter what, Feng Qingya had an emotional connection with him.

He knew that helping those with emotional connections to him was often equivalent to helping himself.

He deeply understood this principle.