This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 270 The Conspiracy of Two Old Men

Many people have truly felt the immense hardship and challenges facing Yong'an.

After the dramatic events of the night, as the dawn broke again, many people in Yong'an were surprised to find that Yong'an seemed to have been transformed.

On the streets, soldiers clad in armor moved like a steel torrent, and the frequency of patrols increased day by day.

In the past, it was difficult to find officials even after half a day; now, they appear in people's sight almost every few minutes. Even on many majestic buildings, there are now many mysterious figures dressed in white robes.

However, these changes have little impact on ordinary people; all they desire is a peaceful and prosperous environment.

However, for cultivators, Yong'an is now a place of extreme tension and fear, where even the smallest things seem like threats.

The diplomatic missions from various countries became extremely cautious, like startled birds, and all of them suddenly became very low-key.

The raging flames that surrounded the imperial palace last night, like a ferocious beast, truly shocked many people.

Under those scorching flames, they were utterly powerless to resist, which made them once again deeply aware of the unfathomable depths of the Great Qian Dynasty. With the sudden emergence of the astrologer, all forces, like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind, instantly lost their former glory and could only obediently await the arrival of the Poetry Immortal Gathering.

Several more days passed quickly, and the Prince Kao Shan's mansion gradually disappeared from people's sight. More and more spies retreated like the tide, and there were even rumors that Xiao Xingchen had been killed by an unknown mysterious figure with a single palm strike.

Inside the Prince's mansion, however, the situation was completely different. Xiao Xingchen was like an inescapable tail, sticking to Ling Feiyuan all day long, either eating, drinking, or having fun, leaving everything to Ruoxue like garbage. This made Ruoxue grit her teeth in anger, but fortunately, the appearance of Mu Wushuang was like a clear spring, giving her some comfort.

After going through that life-or-death ordeal, the two became as close as sisters. Perhaps this is the secret garden unique to women, at least that's what Xiao Xingchen thought.

Aside from this reason, he couldn't understand why someone like the man in the black robe would be so close to Ruoxue. Every time Xiao Xingchen approached Wushuang, he was met with indifference, as if covered by frost, making him feel like an outsider, which displeased him greatly. Since the woman ignored him, he could only secretly plot with Ling Feiyuan: "What's Mu Wushuang's background? Is that man in the black robe still usable? Should we steal it and play with it?"

Xiao Xingchen had been plotting something with the black robe these past few days. He was extremely covetous of the black robe that could conceal one's identity and even change one's gender. However, Mu Wushuang was like an impenetrable fortress, completely unyielding and giving him no chance to speak.

The two sat on a bench in the garden, racking their brains to figure out how to get the black robe over to study it. Ling Feiyuan originally had no interest in these things, but Xiao Xingchen clung to him like glue and kept brainwashing him, which made his curiosity grow wildly like weeds: "Why don't we just drug Mu Wushuang? I have the most potent sleeping potion here."

Without a word, Ling Feiyuan magically produced a packet of medicine and tossed it over as if it were trash.

"Will this work? Mu Wushuang is no pushover; ordinary medicine won't work on her."

"Don't worry, this medicine is specially tailored for high-level cultivators, and it's absolutely genuine."

"The idea is good, but the problem is how to drug her? She's very wary of us, and we can't get close at all."

"This is indeed a difficult problem. Is there any other way besides this? Why don't you go and ask her for help?"

Ling Feiyuan continued to offer suggestions, but Xiao Xingchen gave him a pained look and shook her head in rejection without even thinking.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. We must not beg her for help, for we are irreconcilable enemies!"

"Then why are you letting the enemy live in the mansion? Besides, she and Ruoxue are now as close as sisters."

"What do you know? Being near the water tower, one gets the moon first. How can we steal the black robe if we don't keep her here?"

"Hehe, you are truly farsighted, Your Highness."

Xiao Xingchen was unfazed by Ling Feiyuan's sarcasm. He sighed deeply. Ever since this ordeal, he had felt an indescribable unease, as if his hidden secrets were ticking time bombs that could explode at any moment.

This unease clung to him like a shadow, bringing him a tremendous sense of urgency, so he had to plan ahead and find a way out for himself. He had never forgotten that someone was secretly hunting down transmigrators, but who that person was remained a mystery.

However, his intuition told him that these people were like hunters lurking in the shadows, not far from him. So, he turned his gaze to the black robe, which was undoubtedly a divine weapon for escape. Since Mu Wushuang couldn't use it, he might as well keep it for himself, as a means of survival.

He naturally didn't tell anyone these words; he only pondered them silently in his heart.

"Actually, there's another way," Ling Feiyuan suddenly said.

"any solution?"

"What do you think could move Mu Wushuang?"

"Win her over? I doubt it. From the moment I met her... no, there really is a chance."

Xiao Xingchen woke up with a start. She had been searching for Xiao Jianxian's secret all along, but back then she did it to get rid of the black robe. Now that the black robe was gone, would she still be interested?

He hesitated for a moment. If he wanted to win over Mu Wushuang, he needed to know what she lacked.

"You're really naive. Anything that can improve one's cultivation level can tempt a cultivator. No matter who it is, as long as they are a cultivator, they will definitely crave an improvement in their cultivation level."

Upon seeing Xiao Xingchen's appearance, Ling Feiyuan immediately arrived.

"You don't need to ask her what she likes. Just offer her something she can't refuse. Let's hold a beauty pageant. Look at all the beautiful women in our manor, especially in the Flower Language Pavilion. Let's get some valuable prizes and create an opportunity for her to improve her cultivation level."

"This way we can see her true face and also take the opportunity to get her to take off her black robe. Then you can block her in front, and I'll steal it."

Ling Feiyuan nodded smugly, increasingly convinced that her idea was feasible.

"Old Ling, I didn't realize you were such a fool. You even came up with this kind of idea. But I really like it. You're right, I was narrow-minded. The only things that can improve your cultivation level are cultivation insights and elixirs, but we don't have any of those."

The two choked for a moment, then fell silent again. Xiao Xingchen had quite a few treasures, but he probably didn't have any to give away. He rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache.

Then he knocked harder, feeling like he'd forgotten something. His intuition told him he must have some treasure, but he just couldn't remember. This was something that troubled him.

"If none of this works, then we'll have to hunt down a black-robed figure," Xiao Xingchen sighed again.

"Hunting? Ruoxue would probably fight you to the death."

"I wasn't talking about Mu Wushuang. This black-robed woman is part of an organization, and she's not the only one with a black robe. If we're going to resort to underhanded tactics, let's find someone else to play with. We don't need to have so many reservations."

"If I were to use some of my fancy tricks on Mu Wushuang, I'm afraid Ruoxue would fight me to the death, which would severely limit my abilities."