A group of black-clad patrol cultivators rushed into the courtyard, only to see Huang Ying, who was protected by two defensive spells, standing in the middle with a complex expression.
Looking at the scattered flesh and blood in the courtyard, the patrol cultivators were all taken aback.
The patrol cultivators were responsible for maintaining order in the Feima Sect and had to engage in battles almost every day, so they were quite experienced.
The deaths of these cultivators in the courtyard were too gruesome.
The leader of the patrol cultivators, Li Minggui, cautiously greeted, "Shopkeeper Huang, are you alright?"
Huang Ying shook her head, "Thankfully, you all arrived quickly, and I am unharmed."
Upon hearing this, many patrol cultivators blushed.
The Bai Bing Hall was located at the very center of the central district, yet it was besieged and looted by a group of rogue cultivators, which was a clear failure on their part.
On the other hand, by the time they received the news and rushed over, the battle had already ended.
It was evident that Huang Ying's words were mocking them.
Li Minggui awkwardly chuckled, "Shopkeeper Huang's spells are divine, single-handedly defeating numerous rogue cultivators, truly admirable!"
Huang Ying glanced at Li Minggui, "I don't have that ability, it was a friend who lent a hand."
"A friend?"
Li Minggui's expression changed.
With over a dozen cultivators dead in the courtyard, it was astonishing that it was done by just one person!
He cautiously asked, "Which esteemed expert is this friend of Shopkeeper Huang?"
"It's inconvenient to say."
Huang Ying waved her hand, "I'm fine now, you all can leave."
The courtyard was bloody, but these dead people were all rogues.
Li Minggui and his men couldn't be involved.
Li Minggui awkwardly smiled, "I'll leave a few brothers to guard outside for Shopkeeper Huang."
He explained helplessly, "The number of rogue cultivators in the Feima Sect is increasing, and our patrol team of just over a hundred people can't control them. We are also helpless."
Li Minggui reassured, "The steward has said that these rogue cultivators will be dealt with in the coming days to ensure the normal order of the Feima Sect..."
Huang Ying waved her hand to dismiss Li Minggui, uninterested in hearing such nonsense.
Using her spiritual light technique to illuminate a few spiritual flames, Huang Ying searched the courtyard and found two storage bags containing over a hundred spirit stones.
Opening the storage bags, she found mostly her family's magical tools inside, which made her grit her teeth in anger.
If it weren't for Gao Xian happening to be here, she would have been in big trouble!
Thinking of Gao Xian casting spells with such ease, Huang Ying felt weak and her heart burned with jealousy.
She regretted not insisting on keeping Gao Xian here earlier...
The losses for Bai Bing Hall this time were not small, but fortunately, the valuable magical tools were in Huang Ying's storage bag.
The real losses were the deaths of two assistants and two guards.
However, this battle also elevated the reputation of Bai Bing Hall.
The rogue cultivators in the Feima Sect now knew that Bai Bing Hall had a Foundation Establishment cultivator presiding over it, easily killing over a hundred invading cultivators!
Rumors always grew more exaggerated as they spread, with the casualty numbers increasing.
The rogue cultivators were enjoying this, the more deaths, the better, and they became more enthusiastic when talking about it.
The Feihua Courtyard was undoubtedly the favorite place for male cultivators, and it was also the center of rumors in the Feima Sect.
At night, while other places closed, the Feihua Courtyard was brightly lit, with men gathered in groups of three or five around square tables, drinking and boasting.
Wealthy cultivators would even invite two beautiful women to accompany them.
Red lanterns hung around, casting a dim light that added a relaxed and ambiguous atmosphere.
In the center, there was a three-foot-high platform where a beautiful woman in red sat playing the flute.
The cheerful flute music was incomprehensible to the common people present, who didn't understand the mood conveyed by the music.
They were just there for the lively atmosphere.
Birds and flowers fluttered around, and various tempting fragrances wafted through the air, mixed with the smell of alcohol, creating the favorite ambiance for men.
"Have you heard? The shopkeeper of Bai Bing Hall is actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator, single-handedly killing dozens of robbing rogue cultivators..."
A man exclaimed to his companion, amazed, "The shopkeeper is so charming, I never thought she was at Foundation Establishment level!"
"You're drunk, it's not the shopkeeper, it's a Foundation Establishment cultivator from Bai Bing Hall!" Another person interjected.
"You know nothing..."
The two men, both a bit tipsy, started arguing.
At a table behind them, Li Shuanglin sneered.
Dealing with these fools was a waste of time.
Li Shuanglin raised his cup to his companions, Xu Lingyun and Zhang Chunjiang, "Fellow Daoists, let's have a drink."
Both of them were Foundation Establishment cultivators sent by their sect, so he had to be polite.
Xu Lingyun had a thin face with three long beards, dressed in a dark red robe, and appeared strict and serious.
He took a sip from his cup, seemingly just touching his lips without actually drinking.
Zhang Chunjiang, on the other hand, had a more rough and bold appearance, tall and sturdy, wearing a loose purple robe.
His demeanor was more straightforward, as he raised his cup and drank it all in one go.
Zhang Chunjiang curiously asked, "Huang Ying is actually keeping a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"
"I've seen it myself, her spells are powerful, but it's not certain she's at Foundation Establishment level."
Li Shuanglin's expression turned slightly unpleasant.
It was annoying that there were powerful cultivators hidden in the Feima Sect, and Huang Ying refused to tell the truth!
However, there couldn't be that many Foundation Establishment cultivators, and Huang Ying couldn't possibly afford to keep one with her background!
Li Shuanglin didn't want to dwell on this matter.
Instead, he said, "I've investigated a few arrogant factions, and tonight, I invite you two to join me in taking them down."
Zhang Chunjiang laughed, "A group of Qi Refining trash, we can crush them with ease."
After a few more drinks, he said regretfully, "The wine at Feihua Courtyard is too sticky and unsatisfying!"
Xu Lingyun calmly remarked, "It's smooth on the palate, not sticky."
"At Feihua Courtyard, whether it's men or women, it's always sticky, what else could it be! Haha..."
Although Zhang Chunjiang's words were lewd, they didn't sound greasy when spoken by him, but rather direct and bold.
At least, that's how Gao Xian saw it.
He was actually standing at the entrance of the Feihua Courtyard, about twenty steps away from the three Foundation Establishment cultivators.
This was a distance he felt safe at.
Getting closer would easily expose his presence to the three cultivators.
Gao Xian had a sudden idea to come to the Feihua Courtyard to gather information.
He was mainly curious about how different factions reacted to the battle at Bai Bing Hall the previous night.
Throughout his journey, he had heard many people boasting about him being a Foundation Establishment cultivator who killed effortlessly.
Whenever he encountered such people, Gao Xian would stop and quietly listen to their boasting.
Although he couldn't reveal himself, it was satisfying to hear others boast about his achievements.
Gao Xian believed that in a place like the Feihua Courtyard, there would be more people boasting about him, or rather, sharing more relevant information.
As for admiring beautiful women, he would casually glance at them whenever he had the chance, without making a special effort to do so.
Gao Xian didn't expect to see Li Shuanglin and the other two at the Feihua Courtyard.
He didn't know Li Shuanglin, but he recognized the powerful and condensed aura of the three cultivators, surpassing all the cultivators he knew.
Their formidable aura was comparable to the Ironscale Demon Tiger.
From this, Gao Xian deduced that these three must be Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Gao Xian was taken aback.
Where did these three Foundation Establishment cultivators suddenly appear from in the small Feima Sect?
He listened in on their conversation for a while.
The three cultivators controlled their voices so that they couldn't be heard beyond three feet.
However, Gao Xian's divine sense was exceptionally sharp, allowing him to easily hear their conversation.
The three cultivators were not being careless; they were just casually discussing eliminating a few rogue factions, nothing worth keeping secret.
Through their conversation, Gao Xian quickly identified Li Shuanglin's identity.
As for the other two, they were obviously Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Lianyun Sect.
The three Foundation Establishment cultivators were planning to take action soon!
Gao Xian became interested.
Seven Sister had always talked about how powerful Foundation Establishment cultivators were, but he didn't have a clear idea.
After reaching the Grandmaster level with his Lightning Dragon Hand, he was already faster than Seven Sister.
With Lan Jie's guidance, he believed he could easily dominate Qi Refining cultivators.
He was now curious about Foundation Establishment cultivators.
This was a perfect opportunity for him to see the abilities of Foundation Establishment cultivators!
(End of Chapter)