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Chapter 161 Stop Pretending

"Sister, who did this?" Xie Wanning hugged Xie Wanxun and hurriedly asked for the reason.

Xie Wanxun's eyes flickered slightly, and the demonic aura in her eyes subsided a bit.

She took a deep breath and finally calmed herself down.

She told Xie Wanning everything that had just happened.

Xie Wanning's fingers clenched so tightly they cracked, and she said angrily, "Sister, let's go, I'll avenge you!"

The thought of someone bullying her sister while she wasn't looking was terrifying. Her sister was always the one who stood up for her, and now she was being humiliated in the black market. Xie Wanning was determined not to let this happen.

"No need. I didn't see the man's face clearly, only that his pupils were golden. He might be one of Ye Qianqian's people, so we can't act rashly. Besides, that man seemed suspicious of my identity. Even though I disguised myself very well, he still saw through my disguise, which means he's not simple. We shouldn't make a move until we figure out his background." Xie Wanxun pulled Xie Wanning back. Although she was very angry, she wasn't completely blinded by rage.

The men in black are currently in the shadows, while she and Xie Wanning are in the open; this is not a good opportunity for a direct confrontation.

Xie Wanning had just stood up when Xie Wanxun pulled her back down to sit. She stomped her feet angrily and said unhappily, "Then what should we do? Should we let that person go?"

"No, I'll settle the score with him later. I'll do it myself." A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xie Wanxun's eyes, but her tone calmed down as she said, "Right now, the most important thing is that I need to obtain the Ten Thousand Year Mad Demon Grass and the Ninth Grade Rejuvenation Grass. I can't do it alone, sister. I need your help."

“Of course, I will do my best to fulfill my sister’s request.” Xie Wanning smiled and patted Xie Wanxun’s shoulder confidently.

Xie Wanxun pondered for a moment and asked, "Sister, may I borrow your body for a moment? I have a few words I want to say to Qin Muyang."

Xie Wanning nodded: "Of course, you can use my body anytime you want, sister. But, sister, could you let me see what you're doing? I absolutely don't doubt you, sister. It's just that you blocked me before because my memory was incomplete. Now I'm going to face the enemy with you, sister, and I hope I can be of help." Xie Wanning's face was a little red, afraid that Xie Wanxun would misunderstand her meaning.

"Yes, that's fine." Xie Wanxun smiled and said, "Should I tell Qin Muyang my identity directly?"

"It all depends on my sister's wishes."

"Okay, I know what to do."

When she opened her eyes again, she met Qin Muyang's slightly worried gaze.

"Qin Muyang, what's wrong?" Xie Wanxun asked, picking up a cup of hot tea and taking a sip, concealing the probing look in her eyes.

"Wan Ning, I was very worried about you when you suddenly fainted. I was afraid something had happened to you." Qin Muyang frowned, his voice extremely sincere.

"Oh, I was just a little lost in thought and accidentally fell asleep. I'm sorry, Qin Muyang, for making you worry," Xie Wanxun said with a faint smile.

Qin Muyang's eyes were cold as he glanced at Xie Wanxun.

"Stop pretending. Although I can continue this act with you, I really don't think it's necessary. Tell me quickly, where did Wan Ning go?" Qin Muyang's eyes suddenly turned serious, and his aura instantly rose. His previous worries vanished, leaving only a cold indifference as cold as an ice cave.

Xie Wan became interested. She rested her chin on one hand and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Qin, when did you realize something was wrong?"

"Who exactly are you? Hurry up and bring Wan Ning back!" Qin Muyang produced a folding fan in his hand. He waved his hand, and the entire room was filled with tiny wires. With the slightest movement, one would be cut by the wires. Xie Wanxun's feet were entangled in vines covered with sharp thorns that could pierce her skin at any moment.

"While I still have patience, obediently hand over Wan Ning, and I might spare your life." A murderous glint flashed in Qin Muyang's eyes, but he wouldn't act rashly, because the body before him belonged to Xie Wan Ning. Although Qin Muyang was certain that someone had taken over Xie Wan Ning's body, he still didn't want to harm her.

Xie Wanxun smiled, showing no sign of nervousness. She simply raised her eyes, and her light blue pupils instantly turned scarlet. Crimson flames erupted around her, and all the vines and wires vanished.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you'd better answer my question first, or I can't guarantee your life." Xie Wanxun waved her right hand, and flames shot out, directly enveloping Qin Muyang.

Qin Muyang's face darkened. He clenched his fists and lightly touched the jade pendant at his waist. In an instant, he disappeared from Xie Wanxun's sight.

"Oh?" Xie Wanxun straightened up, no longer leaning lazily in the chair as before.

Suddenly, dozens of arrows appeared all around him, each one making a sharp, piercing sound.

Xie Wanxun was not in a hurry. She threw out a ninth-grade defensive talisman, which kept all attacks outside the defensive shield.

However, a dagger pierced through the defensive shield and struck directly at Xie Wanxun's forehead.

"Ice!" An ice wall appeared in front of Xie Wanxun, freezing the dagger inside.

Before Qin Muyang, who was holding the dagger, could retract his hand, a shout of "Ice Break!" rang out, the ice wall shattered, and a hand grabbed Qin Muyang.

"Trying to escape? Too bad, it's too late." Xie Wanxun grabbed Qin Muyang directly; her strength was immense, and Qin Muyang was completely unable to break free.

Ice froze Qin Muyang's legs, and a talisman immobilized him.

Xie Wanxun sat in the chair, picked up a peach blossom pastry, took a bite and found it too sweet. She could only pick up her tea and savor it slowly.

"Good tea. As expected of the Black Market Lord, he has no shortage of good things." After taking a sip of tea, Xie Wanxun smiled with satisfaction.

But Qin Muyang's eyes were filled with pain and hatred. He roared, "What did you do to Wan Ning? Where did she go? I'm going to kill you!"

Xie Wanxun's tea-drinking was interrupted, and she frowned in displeasure: "Stop fighting and killing all day long. Instead of making threats, you should focus on improving your cultivation. Qin Muyang, as Xie Wanning's Daoist partner, you are far too weak. How are you going to protect her?"

"It's none of your business! Where did Wan Ning go? Is she still alive? You demonic cultivator, don't lay a hand on her. If you need anything, come to me." Qin Muyang's voice was hoarse, revealing his utter despair.

Xie Wanxun stopped wasting words with him and asked directly, "If you want to know her whereabouts, then tell me how you figured out I wasn't her?"

Qin Muyang was panting. He glared at Xie Wanxun fiercely before squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth: "You can't play her at all. Wan Ning likes to eat peach blossom pastries. She would never drink bitter tea. She only likes to drink herbal tea. She would never drink bitter tea."

Xie Wanxun muttered to herself, "Tasteless."

Only then did he look up at Qin Muyang, remove the ice from his body, and also remove the immobilization talisman.

The moment the talisman was removed, Qin Muyang threw a punch at Xie Wanxun.

"Boring!"