Volume 4, Chapter 236 – Ah, How Can You Fly?

Although Jin Biao was a martial artist of considerable strength, his soul was no more robust than an ordinary person’s. The moment his Life Soul left his body, it was instantly obliterated by the Heavenly Dao.

Xia Wei shuddered violently at the sight. She pinched her arm hard, the sharp pain confirmed that this was no illusion! If it wasn’t an illusion, then this couldn’t be an act!

What in the world is going on?

Xia Wei’s heart was in turmoil. She was only a low-level martial artist and couldn’t perceive Divine Sense, so she had no way to comprehend what had just happened. Why would a powerful guard captain just stand there like a fool and let himself be killed? It was as if he’d been possessed!

The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. She turned her head stiffly to stare at the seemingly frail client, an abrupt fear rising in her heart, the fear of the unknown.

“Y-you… how did you… how did you do that?” Xia Wei swallowed hard, her voice trembling as she asked. At the same time, she tensed, ready to flee at any moment.

“Do what? I didn’t do anything,” Qi Huang feigned ignorance.

“Y-you didn’t do anything? Then… then why couldn’t he move?” Xia Wei forced herself to press on despite her fear.

“Didn’t he say he wanted to see how that big blade could pierce his own throat? I was just helping him out. Why would he move?” Qi Huang retorted matter-of-factly.

“That’s not…”

Xia Wei’s brain short-circuited. She stood there, dumbfounded, unsure whether the problem lay with her own logic or if the entire world had gone mad.

“Not what?” Qi Huang smirked, tilting her head.

“Stop asking. I need to calm down!”

Xia Wei’s face paled, a result of mental overexertion. She needed time to carefully process this situation.

Just then, Zhao Zheng, who had been thrown into the darkness earlier, stumbled out, covered in dust and looking disoriented. Seeing Jin Biao’s unnatural death, he was full of questions and immediately asked what had happened. Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention.

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“First of all, you’re weak, right?”

After a long silence, Xia Wei tentatively posed the question.

“What do you think?” Qi Huang chuckled ambiguously, then proudly lifted her chin.

Xia Wei scrutinized Qi Huang from head to toe, analyzing carefully. “Whether it’s martial artists or cultivators, strength is proportional to physical constitution. Your steps are unsteady, your breathing is shallow, and your limbs are thin, you don’t look like any kind of expert.”

“What kind of look is that? I’m a top-tier expert, okay?”

Qi Huang immediately took offense.

Xia Wei ignored her, her nerves relaxing slightly as she continued, “Secondly, Jin Biao didn’t want to die, right?”

“Looks like… he probably didn’t?” Qi Huang rubbed her smooth chin as if pondering.

“You’re not him, how would you know? I heard his wife recently cheated on him. Maybe he took this mission because he wanted to die!”

Xia Wei’s imagination began running wild.

“Uh…”

Qi Huang was speechless. She hadn’t expected this woman to spin a wilder tale than she could. Still, if that guy really had been cuckolded, wanting to die would make sense.

“Never mind that. You should report this to Manager Liu immediately. With a mole like this in your Golden Fortune Auction House, you’ll never prosper.”

Qi Huang urged impatiently. She didn’t want her efforts to go to waste, nor did she want to keep cleaning up Liu Yingyue’s messes.

“Right, right!”

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Xia Wei snapped back to reality and quickly used her Thousand-Mile Communication Tube to report the situation to her manager.

Liu Yingyue of the Golden Fortune Auction House wasn’t asleep, she had been waiting all night for results. Now that she had them, the revelation hit her like a thunderbolt.

A mole wasn’t the problem. The real problem was that the mole turned out to be Duan Feng, the auction house’s deputy manager!

Duan Feng might only be a deputy manager, but the old man had been entrenched here for decades. In terms of both strength and connections, how could she, a newly appointed “Ninth Young Miss” parachuted in from above, possibly compare?

“Should I ask the family for help?”

Liu Yingyue paced anxiously, her first instinct being to seek reinforcements. But after some thought, she dismissed the idea.

The Liu family hadn’t become an aristocratic powerhouse by relying on handouts. Each generation had its own way of training its descendants.

Take her generation, for example. Liu Yingyue had dozens of siblings. Once they turned sixteen, each was sent to a branch of the family business in different provinces to gain experience. Only the most outstanding would be allowed to remain in the Liu family. As for the incompetent? Regardless of gender, they’d be married off to “plague” other families, either as brides or live-in sons-in-law.

Liu Yingyue was no exception. At sixteen, she had been sent to a branch in the north. But due to various reasons, her performance had been lackluster, leading to the branch’s collapse. She should have been married off long ago, but because her father was the Liu family’s patriarch at the time, he had spent an enormous sum to keep her and send her to the Yongning Province branch as manager.

In other words, the Yongning branch was her last chance.

Yet, not long after arriving, she was already facing such a crisis.

Liu Yingyue knew she had only two paths forward:

Strike fast and hard, eliminating Duan Feng swiftly or pretend nothing happened, biding her time until she had a firmer footing before acting.

Liu Yingyue was a rational person, so she truly wanted to choose the second option.

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But time was running out.

Her father had only secured her three years by sacrificing his position as patriarch. Now, in the third year, if she couldn’t produce results, no one would be able to shield her anymore.

If she asked for help now, it would be no different from giving up.

“But if I choose the first option and he fights back desperately, wouldn’t I die even faster?”

Liu Yingyue found herself trapped in a dead end.

After much deliberation, she ultimately decided to pretend nothing had happened, for now. She would prepare thoroughly before making her move. At least then, she’d have a sliver of hope.

Meanwhile, Qi Huang was still waiting for a response. When none came, she grew impatient and pressed Xia Wei again.

“Hey, this is our Golden Fortune Auction House’s internal affair. Why are you more anxious than our manager?” Xia Wei snapped irritably.

“Of course I’m anxious! Don’t forget, I’m the client. As long as that Duan guy isn’t dealt with, my interests aren’t secure!”

Qi Huang’s concern wasn’t for her personal safety, it was about getting the best price for her cat’s tear gemstone.

“Then what do you suggest? Our Ninth Young Miss just got here, she hasn’t even stabilized her position. If she fights that old fox now, wouldn’t it be like an egg smashing against a rock?”

Xia Wei shot back helplessly.

“Ugh, I must have the worst luck to be stuck with an auction house like yours!”

Qi Huang was utterly exasperated.

“Pfft. As the saying goes, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. Even with our internal struggles, we’re still leagues ahead of any random no-name auction houses. If you take your cat’s tear elsewhere, it’ll just become a relic, something for your descendants to burn as an offering after you die!”

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Xia Wei scoffed mercilessly.

“Fine, fine. I’ll be the good guy and see this through. Let’s go back.”

Qi Huang made the decision on the spot. For her, this was just a trivial matter. Rather than wasting time here, she might as well handle it herself.

“Go back where?” Xia Wei blinked in confusion.

“Back to the Golden Fortune Auction House. I’ll help you deal with that Duan Feng.”

Qi Huang planted her hands on her slender hips.

“You? You? You think everyone’s been cuckolded like Jin Biao? That Duan Feng lives in luxury, with a virtuous wife and filial children, he probably wants to live another five hundred years! There’s no way he’d just stand there and let you kill him!”

Xia Wei sneered in disbelief.

“Oh? We’ll see about that.”

Qi Huang smirked coldly. Without another word, she enveloped Xia Wei in her Divine Sense and— whoosh! —shot into the sky.

“AH—! Y-you… how can you fly?!”

Xia Wei screamed in terror.

“Nothing special. Just bought some flying talismans from a cultivator!”

Qi Huang continued spinning her wild tales without missing a beat.