C139 Night Assault

"What?" Say that again! " Yun Feixue looked at Zheng Huaisha in shock. He felt that he must have hallucinated incorrectly.

"Young master didn't hear wrongly, the cities around Hidden Dragon City have around twenty palaces, and the person who provided the funding for these palaces is Fang Wancai. He took over this job about half a year ago." Zheng Huaisha said again.

"This... "How is this possible …" Yun Feixue's surprise did not decrease at all.

The question that had always been on Yun Feixue's mind was that the temple would periodically issue food and clothing to the poor.

But joining the Temple doesn't require any payment, as long as you are sincere and willing to sell your soul to the Temple, you will have the qualification to stay in the Temple for a long time, and even learn all kinds of profound martial arts.

However, the Holy Spirit Sect was just a civil organization. Without charging, where did this huge amount of money come from? Yun Feixue had also asked some ministers before. Even though all the high-ranking officials and even Dongfang Jianxiong supported them, they had never given this organization anything.

As a result, Yun Feixue found it even more strange. Even if the Holy Spirit Sect was founded by Li Shengyi, where did he get the money to keep the various Temples giving alms to him?

Yun Feixue had asked this question the first time he had met Zheng Huaisha. However, at that time, Zheng Huaisha had not said it directly. Now, when it came out of his mouth, Yun Feixue could not believe it at all.

Fang Wan Cai was supplying the Temple with funds, so what was his purpose in doing so?

Then, did he know who the founder of the Holy Spirit Sect was? If he knew that it was Li Shengyi, why would he still do this? And what was his relationship with Li Shengyi?

If that was really the case, then why did he have to help him save her time and time again?

Could it be that his guess, or perhaps what Xia Jingshan said under his coercion, was a lie? The founder of the Holy Spirit Sect wasn't Li Shengyi, but was only supporting the Holy Spirit Sect out of admiration for this organization?

If the Holy Spirit Sect was really backed up by Li Shengyi, then how would he explain the things he had done?

From the moment Zheng Huaisha had said this name, Yun Feixue had once again felt that the situation had become complicated and confusing.

"Are you sure?" Yun Feixue asked somewhat unwillingly.

"There's no mistake. When I was still hall master a few years ago, someone else did provide funds, but half a year ago, this job was taken over by tower lord Fang. Back then, I personally received him." Zheng Huisha said.

Yun Feixue nodded and did not continue asking. Although he had more and more questions in his mind, it was clear that these questions could not be solved by Zheng Huaisha.

"I understand. Do you plan to watch tonight's show at the Residence of Yun?" Yun Feixue said with a smile.

"What a good show, what a good show?" Zheng Huisha asked doubtfully.

"It's a good show to catch a turtle in a jar and become famous in the Residence of Yun." Yun Feixue smiled again.

The snow had stopped, and the night was even colder. The wind was like knives, making Xiuqing's room in the western part of the city seem somewhat uneasy. Thinking back to the events of the day, she still had lingering fears.

Hundreds of true essence mystic realm masters had gathered at Cloud Mansion just for her. Even she hadn't thought that they would be so popular.

If this wasn't Residence of Yun, if it wasn't for Yun Feixue, perhaps her freedom in life would have been completely controlled by now.

There was no force that could withstand the pressure of several hundred true essence masters. Not only that, but there were also masters like Bai Peng and Tu Lianqing present. Xiuqing was even more thankful that she had listened to her elder brother, Xiushi, and came to look for Yun Feixue.

"Young Master Yun, thank you so much. I've brought you so much trouble." To avoid any accidents from happening, Yun Feixue and Di Xiu personally accompanied Xiuqing to the west of the city.

"That's no big deal. The so-called 'taking someone's hand to eat a person's flesh and blood'. Not to mention that your brother has also helped me so much. No matter what, you can't just ignore the fact that the eastern barbarians don't have any descendants." Yun Feixue said with a smile.

"But …" "But I can't rely on you all my life, I …"

"Don't be so polite. After tonight, as long as you are in the Residence of Yun, you will be safe. As for what you will do in the future, that is up to you." Don't be so courteous, after tonight, as long as you are in the Residence of Yun, you will be safe. Yun Feixue sighed and said.

Sometimes, people were like this. Ordinary people were blessings. If one was too outstanding and eye-catching, it would bring one countless troubles. This was illustrated by the West City's Xiuqing.

If she was just an ordinary girl without any special status or position, no one would be able to recognize her in the sea of people. But now, she was the opposite, because these abilities made her constantly worry for her own safety.

"As long as I have the ability, I swear I will take revenge for this. My parents, my older brother, my clan …" At this point, Xiuqing couldn't stop crying. It had only been a month and she still hadn't come out from the state of grief she was in.

Yun Feixue sighed again. No one could comfort her in this kind of matter, so she could only let herself slowly digest it. Time would always be able to wipe out everything in this world, including the sorrows and sorrows of humans.

"Therefore, I wish to borrow Young Master Yun's power." Xiuqing seemed to have made an important decision.

"I'm not strong enough right now, but we might have a common enemy." Yun Feixue said.

"That's not important. I think that as long as Di Xiu is in the Residence of Yun, he will teach Hong Yan how to kill with his strength. These three hundred people will become the strongest force under the young lord's command." Xiuqing from the West City said with determination.

"Oh? "You mean …" Yun Feixue's body shuddered as he seemed to have understood what the West City's Xiuqing had decided.

"That's right. I'll hand over the two secret techniques of the eastern barbarians to young master, or to someone you trust the most. One is to refine the Life Recovery Pill, and the other is to have the ability to create mechanical techniques." Xiuqing from the West City said.

Yun Feixue looked at Xiuqing in disbelief. He dared to swear that he had never had any thoughts about her before. He had never thought about the Life Continuing Pill or the mechanical arts.

Right now, most of the mechanical weapons that the Hidden Dragon Empire and other empires possessed originated from the eastern barbarians. If Xiuqing was willing to make a room for Yun Feixue with these two abilities, then she would bring about a whole new revolutionary ability for herself and the empire.

"You have to think about this carefully. After all, these things are the unpassed secrets of the eastern barbarians. Even though the eastern barbarians only have your bloodline left, but …"

"This is the decision I made after thinking about it for a while. Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought it up with you. In the past, the eastern barbarians were too closed off to this world, and they were afraid that others would steal our technology. They didn't know this was one of the sources of disaster for us." Xiuqing sighed. Clearly, this matter had allowed her to grow by a lot. At least, for the first time, Xiuqing and Yun Feixue saw each other as though they were two completely different people.

"Alright, since you've made this decision, I'll definitely do my best to support you." Yun Feixue said somewhat excitedly.

Only Di Xiu kept his eyes on the door. He did not seem to hear their conversation. He had never spoken much. This young man had many unknown secrets.

Suddenly, his gaze towards the door froze as he said, "He's here …"

Yun Feixue also suddenly looked outside the room. A few faintly discernible auras flew over from outside the Residence of Yun. Although they had deliberately concealed themselves, Yun Feixue's soul power had still captured them.

Powerful perception quickly covered the entire Residence of Yun. For this kind of expert, finding someone was not a problem. His perception was like a huge net that quickly locked onto the house Yun Feixue was in.

The appearance of the eastern barbarians were extraordinary after all. It was reasonable for them to lock onto her as soon as possible. Their violent auras swept over like a storm.

Pushing the door open, Yun Feixue saw a tall figure approaching with a loud rumble. Although this person was masked, judging from his height and aura, he was actually Tu Lianqing, who was carrying a two-meter-long saber.

"May I know what is the purpose of this visit to the Residence of Yun in the middle of the night?" Yun Feixue did not panic in the slightest, as he said indifferently.

Di Xiu, on the other hand, continued to sit beside the shivering Xiuqing. Because Yun Feixue had told him that he was not needed tonight, he appeared to be relaxed, like an ordinary child.

"Come with me, this little girl. Whoever blocks her, will die." With a loud shout, the ninth level Insured Destiny Realm swept out like a storm, causing the snow around him to shake along with the ground.

"If you don't want to live anymore, then please walk through this gate and give it a try." Yun Feixue said indifferently.

"Stubborn and unrepentant, you're courting death." He did not take out his broadsword; after all, it was too conspicuous. He believed that there was no expert in the Residence of Yun who could match up against a ninth stage Life Destruction expert, so he did not bring a weapon with him. This punch was enough to take the lives of any true essence masters.

However, the moment his figure stepped through the door, his vision blurred for a moment, and then his chest felt as if it had been struck by ten thousand tons. Tu Lianqing's body shot backwards like a huge cannonball, and the two thick stone pillars turned into rubble under the impact.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth as he struggled to stand up with great difficulty to look at the door where Yun Feixue was. There was still no one there, as if what he had just experienced was only an illusion.

"Back when my father was the ruler of the world, the ancestor of the empire, the hidden dragon, and the Yun Mansion, you seem to have forgotten all about it. It's time for you all to have a good memory." Yun Feixue looked at Tu Lianqing with ice-cold eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his vision blur once more. He saw the slightly pale face in front of him, and his left chest had been pierced through by a clean white palm …