Chapter 84: Xu Xiaoshou Doesn't Have Any Connections?

Inner Campus.

At a certain spiritual site.

"Smash!"

The spirit-silver jade wine pot was smashed to the ground by Zhang Xinxiong's palm, instantly releasing a fragrant aroma.

He glared furiously at the woman before him: "I told you to just send people to keep an eye on Xu Xiaoshou, so what happened? Look at what you've done! Killing him would have been one thing, but you failed. Not only that, but your assassin was apprehended. And even with the assassin apprehended, you chose that specific time last night for the attempt… An assassination, in plain sight? You might as well have been sending him to his death! Do you have any brains at all?!"

Lan Xinzi wore a long, strapless gown, her shoulders like jade. Facing the man's roar, she proudly puffed out her chest and declared, "I don't!"

Zhang Xinxiong was instantly speechless.

Lan Xinzi looked somewhat wistfully at the broken wine pot on the ground. It had only been around for less than a day, brought overnight before its destruction. This man probably didn't even notice the wine pot had been replaced!

"What do you want to do now?" Zhang Xinxiong calmed down. What was done was done; there was nothing for it.

"If we can't kill him, we'll just keep trying."

"It's your father's assignment, after all. If you don't want to complete it, then I will. Besides, I'm in a bad mood right now. Killing someone to ease my mind would be quite nice." Lan Xinzi showed no concern whatsoever about the matter.

"You..."

"Woman!"

Zhang Xinxiong was truly enraged. This woman must have lost her mind! Xu Xiaoshou, is he going to stay in the Spirit Palace his whole life? Once he leaves the Spirit Palace, his head will roll in an instant. Why ruin your future here? An Inner Campus disciple killing an Outer Campus disciple – if the Enforcement Hall finds out, do you think that will end well?

"If you dare to act again, you won't be leaving through this door ever again," Zhang Xinxiong stated sternly.

Lan Xinzi's eyes lit up: "You want to imprison me?"

"..."

Zhang Xinxiong was on the verge of madness, roaring, "If you dare to strike, I'll cripple you!"

"Oh?" The main door of the spiritual site suddenly pushed open, and a calm voice drifted in.

"If you dare to strike, I'll cripple you too."

Zhang Xinxiong turned around. The newcomer was a man with a long sword at his waist, his build well-proportioned. Under his sword-like eyebrows, two black pupils held an extreme coldness.

"He Yuxing?" Zhang Xinxiong immediately understood something. "You called Feng Kong over?"

He Yuxing nodded.

Zhang Xinxiong scoffed, pointing at Lan Xinzi, and mocked, "You do whatever she tells you? Can't you use your own judgment?"

"I like to," He Yuxing replied indifferently, his gaze falling on Zhang Xinxiong's finger. "Put it down, or in the next moment, it won't be yours anymore."

Boom! Zhang Xinxiong instantly ignited with fury. Without any visible movement, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank, and a crack rapidly tore towards the man at the door.

Rip! He Yuxing gently planted his long sword into the ground. When the crack reached it, it split into two, spreading outwards to either side.

With a loud rumble, the high walls surrounding the spiritual site collapsed, their fragments swallowed by the cracks, and dust billowed everywhere.

"Cough, cough!"

An out-of-place cough sounded, and the three looked towards the collapsed wall, where they saw a black-clad figure squatting like a toad. The newcomer had a blade of grass in his mouth, lightly covering his nose and mouth, and his eyes held a playful disdain.

"Young Master Zhang, Madman He, Fairy Lan... you're all here! Perfect. Let's all take a trip to the Spirit Law Hall!"

The three were stunned. Enforcement personnel had arrived so quickly? Why was their efficiency so unusually high this time?

"Zhao Xidong, what do you mean?" Zhang Xinxiong frowned.

"Ah!" Zhao Xidong spat out the blade of grass and scoffed lightly. "Don't you have a clue what I mean? None of you are strangers to the Execution Platform. If you dare to commit a crime, either clean up your mess thoroughly, or don't expect to return."

Hearing "Execution Platform," all three of their expressions changed. Zhang Xinxiong forced himself to say, "I still don't understand what you're talking about."

"Heh!" Zhao Xidong chuckled, looking down with unconcealed mockery, remembering the troublesome youth in his mind. It was his first time seriously donning his referee uniform and intending to work diligently since graduating as the leader of the Inner Campus's thirty-three disciples. Then he was assigned to Ring Number 18 for the Outer Campus's "Clash of Talents," and the nightmare began. The group stages were fine; he just felt stifled the whole time, but it was nothing major. After the breakout rounds, he broke a record, personally witnessing the first kill in the history of the Outer Campus's "Clash of Talents" as a referee. And just now, he had returned from the "Execution Platform"...

Thinking of the Execution Platform, a shiver ran down his spine, and his body involuntarily trembled. As his body trembled, he again thought of the youth who would inexplicably shiver from time to time.

"Xu Xiaoshou, understand?" He spread his hands. "It's not that I want to target you. This time, it's Chief Xiao's personal order."

Xiao Qixiu? The three's pupils dilated in shock. How did the Grand Elder of the Spirit Law Hall have time for such trivial matters? Was he truly that idle? Impossible! The only explanation was that Xu Xiaoshou had connections. But he was merely an Outer Campus disciple. How could he possibly be connected to Xiao Qixiu?

Lan Xinzi's brows furrowed tightly as she realized she had likely acted rashly this time. But she had investigated Xu Xiaoshou herself! He was just an ordinary orphan. How could he have connections?

"So..."

"Are you planning to report to the Execution Platform yourselves, or shall I intervene?" Zhao Xidong asked, eager to act.

He Yuxing stepped forward. "I was the one who called him. If you show me proof, I'll go with you." He paused, then added, "Otherwise, you'll have to go find Feng Kong and Shao Yi."

Zhao Xidong rubbed his forehead. "What you just said is practically evidence, isn't it?" However, he knew it was pointless to argue with this stubbornly straightforward person. He didn't dwell on it, instead grinning and saying, "Madman He, have you become obsessed with sword practice again? Your information seems quite outdated! Feng Kong and Shao Yi are long dead."

He Yuxing's sword-like eyebrows rose. "Dead? Killed by Xu Xiaoshou?"

"Yes."

"Alright, I'll go with you." He decisively sheathed his sword and stood ready, looking at Lan Xinzi. "This matter has nothing to do with you. I'll take care of it."

Lan Xinzi's eye twitched. If he hadn't spoken, it might have had nothing to do with her, but now that he had, that was no longer necessarily true.

Just as Zhao Xidong was about to speak, He Yuxing directly interrupted him. "I alone am enough."

The enforcement officer's gaze, full of interest, moved past He Yuxing and landed on the two behind him. Zhang Xinxiong naturally wouldn't step forward; he hadn't committed the act. Lan Xinzi remained silent, her stance unspoken.

"Heh heh, how very interesting!" Zhao Xidong stood up, clapped his hands, and jumped down from the collapsed wall. "Alright, you can come with me!"

Just then, everything in the spiritual site trembled, shaking violently. A soaring sword energy sliced through the doorway, passing through the four individuals, tearing a deep, massive gash in the ground, instantly cleaving this quiet area in two.

"Zhang Xinxiong, come out and die!" It was a slightly childish voice.

The three were somewhat bewildered. Zhao Xidong, in particular, was completely dumbfounded. What's going on? Someone dared to forcibly attack right in front of a Spirit Law Hall enforcement officer?