A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 51: Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag!!

Since the day Song Qizhao began working as an undercover agent, he had anticipated this day would come.

Captured by the Law Enforcement Hall disciples, he feared he was already trapped with no way out.

"Song Qizhao, it's not too late to confess."

"Hmph! I won't say anything. If you think you can make me betray the Hall Master, you're dreaming!!"

Hall Master? Why does that title sound so familiar?

Song Qizhao sneered. "I might as well tell you, ever since I met the Hall Master, I joined the Shura Hall. Have you heard of the Shura Hall’s Liu Qiushui? I’ve developed feelings for her. If you release me now, I’ll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise..."

Feelings? Liu Qiushui?

Li Xuanxiao shook his head. Liu Qiushui was absolutely not that kind of person.

Although she didn’t seem as crazed as Di Nü Feng, the Empress of the Demon Sect, in fact, she was even more cruel and ruthless in nature.

Liu Qiushui would fall for Song Qizhao? Nonsense.

Li Xuanxiao smirked and said, "Liu Qiushui has a mole three inches below the left side of her neck."

"What... how do you know!!"

Song Qizhao was shocked, his face instantly turning pale.

This was supposed to be a secret only he knew.

"Stop dreaming. Liu Qiushui doesn’t like you. Let me tell you something. She has a red-colored spider lily on her back. Have you ever seen it? By the way, she always uses her left hand to hold chopsticks when she eats."

"Ahhh!! Shut up, who are you?!"

"I’ve already told you, you’re just a fish in her pond. Don’t take it too seriously."

After a moment, the desperate Song Qizhao confessed everything like a flood of water.

"...I was instructed by Liu Qiushui to lure the disciple Li Xuanxiao of Silver Sword Peak out of the mountain gate. She forced me to do this, and gave me a life-or-death talisman to act as an undercover agent in Mount Shushan."

Li Xuanxiao’s silence was deafening.

It wasn’t Murong Mo’s doing?

Undercover!?

Li Xuanxiao felt a storm of emotions inside him.

Now, Liu Qiushui of Shura Hall, Di Nü Feng of the Tian Sha Hall—the two demon sect leaders were both targeting him.

Li Xuanxiao suddenly felt a headache.

However... this seemed like an excellent opportunity.

"........."

"Weren't we supposed to meet today? Why hasn't anyone shown up?"

"It was supposed to be the day before yesterday, but it got delayed by two days. Could something have gone wrong?"

"We’re only responsible for the reception. We don't need to worry about the rest."

"After all, we’re in Mount Shushan territory. The Mount Shushan Sword Formation is no joke. I heard it can now detect cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage."

The two demon cultivators were whispering to each other.

Suddenly, one of them spoke up: "They’re here! Remember, the Hall Master specifically ordered to bring them alive."

"Got it."

On the desolate road, undercover Song Qizhao was walking ahead, with a young man following him.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators immediately jumped out and began giving the young man a good beating.

After finishing, they bound him with rope and carried him off without hesitation, not even sparing a word.

When capturing someone in Mount Shushan’s territory, one had to be extremely cautious.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators didn’t dare to stop for a moment. They had to constantly be on guard against their energy leaking out, and they couldn’t use flying boats or float openly in the air.

They had to stick to deep mountain forests, running for days and nights without rest.

As for the person they were capturing, they had fed him a sleep-inducing pill, so he wouldn’t wake up for at least ten days or half a month.

"........."

In Shura Hall, in the Sacred Hall.

Liu Qiushui was standing by the lotus pond, looking at the spiritual fish inside.

In the reflection on the water, she vaguely saw the figure of a young man.

Heh! Interesting.

Liu Qiushui wasn’t interested in the weak. If that young man was just like that, she wouldn’t give him another thought.

But his actions were beyond her expectations. He was a good seed.

Given some time, he would definitely become a strong force for the righteous path.

If he could join her faction...

However, he dared to deceive her.

He claimed his name was Murong Mo.

Upon thinking about this, Liu Qiushui couldn’t help but feel a tinge of anger.

With her status, she had seen countless young talents.

But for some reason, she had paid attention to him, the Shushan disciple who had both saved her and deceived her.

"Interesting."

"Why is Song Qizhao taking so long? He still hasn’t brought the person here?"

"It was supposed to be two days ago, but it was delayed. Could there have been an accident?"

"We’re only responsible for the reception. The other things aren’t our concern."

At this point, a servant finally came to report.

The person had been brought.

Liu Qiushui composed herself, walked out.

Li Xuanxiao, his hands bound, stood before the giant plaque in the hall.

He scanned the surroundings of Shura Hall.

After a while, a figure appeared like a ghost, floating silently.

She wore dazzling red clothing, her sleeves flowing elegantly.

The red of her robe seemed to have been dyed by the setting sun, emitting a captivating glow that made people stare.

Her stunning face, with skin as smooth as white jade, eyebrows like distant mountains, and eyes deep like an unfathomable lake, with a glimmer of coldness reflected within.

Her high nose bridge and red lips slightly parted, as she gave a faint smile that was neither a smile nor a scorn.

She lifted her beautiful eyes, looking at Li Xuanxiao with a sharp gaze, carefully inspecting him.

"Murong Mo? We meet again."

She already knew Li Xuanxiao’s real name, so she spoke with a tone of mockery.

Li Xuanxiao remained silent.

Liu Qiushui’s expression suddenly changed, a flash of cold light appearing in her eyes. Her white, jade-like arm lifted.

In an instant, a deafening roar filled the air, as two enormous fire dragons, their bodies engulfed in blazing flames, erupted from the ground like ancient behemoths, carrying boundless force and scorching heat!

The fire dragons writhed, and the surrounding air seemed to ignite, forming a sea of flames.

They spewed thick smoke and searing fire from their mouths, heading straight for Li Xuanxiao, as if to devour him whole and reduce him to ashes!

Facing the full-force strike of the renowned Sect Leader of the Shura Hall, Li Xuanxiao remained completely calm.

His body was surrounded by protective magical artifacts, and the flames couldn't get close.

Li Xuanxiao’s lips curled into a faint smile.

Liu Qiushui snorted coldly, "The Mount Shushan Hidden Spirit Technique is indeed impressive!!"

The Hidden Spirit Technique was a unique cultivation method created by the previous Sect Leader of Mount Shushan.

Its greatest function was to conceal one’s cultivation level.

Although such powers weren’t extremely rare, the Hidden Spirit Technique of Mount Shushan was one of the best in its class.

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Li Xuanxiao’s body began to change, quickly transforming into a white-browed Daoist, holding a whisk, and dressed in a magnificent cloud robe.

Ling Xu Daoist, the current Sect Leader of Mount Shushan.

He raised his head and spoke softly, "It’s about time."

At that very moment, an astonishing scene unfolded over ten thousand meters outside the Shura Hall.

A dazzling streak of white light flew past at an incredible speed, leaving behind a snowy-white rainbow glow that seemed to illuminate the entire sky.

This was the powerful sword aura released by a flying sword!

The force of that sword could be described as earth-shattering. It cleaved through the thick clouds above and effortlessly broke the long-standing restrictions in the area.

And this sharp sword aura didn’t dissipate quickly with time.

Liu Qiushui, standing in the hall, witnessed this scene and naturally understood just how terrifying the power behind this sword was.

In an instant, the entire hall began to tremble violently, and the surrounding aura became exceptionally intense.

Had she not activated the protective formation of the hall in time, the grand building would likely have been reduced to rubble in the blink of an eye.

The flying sword returned to Ling Xu Daoist’s hand, and the vast, immense sword aura, almost as if it had its own will, swiftly circled around Ling Xu Daoist’s body.

When the filthy air inside the hall attempted to approach, they didn’t even have time to touch the Daoist's robe before they were instantly reduced to ash, disappearing without a trace.

It was like fragile water droplets falling onto a scorching iron, evaporating completely in the blink of an eye.

Liu Qiushui, brimming with killing intent, said, "Ling Xu, do you really think you, alone, dare to break into my Sacred Hall!!"

With a wave of her large sleeve, Liu Qiushui sealed the aura of the cave.

Ling Xu Daoist smiled indifferently.

"What’s there to fear, being alone? But then again, I do prefer a righteous group brawl!!"

With that, he took out a large flag from his robe.

The flag moved on its own, without wind.

The Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag!!

At this very moment, the many Mount Shushan elders and disciples who were waiting in full formation within the Mount Shushan Great Array felt the immense power of the array.

In the blink of an eye, they were all collectively transported to the Shura Hall.