Chapter Fifty-Seven: Blazing Inferno

  "Please forgive her, young master." The old servant suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Our young mistress has not been in a good mood for the past few years, often doing some unbelievable things. However...the people at home are all spoiling her, letting her do as she pleases. Young master, please be patient for a few more days. When the young mistress gets bored and turns her attention to other things, you can leave. Don't worry, when the time comes, the Xi family will surely show their gratitude."

  Su Tang let out a breath, it's much easier to communicate with normal people, they can convey a lot of things in just a few words. However, the phrase "play" is still up for debate...

  After walking for more than half an hour, they stepped onto a very spacious main street. Xi Daxiang pointed with his hand towards a mansion gate and shouted: "It's this one!"

  In front of the mansion gate stood four sturdy men holding wooden clubs and wearing tight clothing. When they saw Xi Dada, they raised their clubs and rushed over, with one of them shouting: "Where did this madman come from? Dare to point fingers and draw pictures in front of my family's mansion gate? You're tired of living!"

  Xi's movements were extremely agile, as she swiftly grabbed a large stick swung down by a burly man and kicked another robust fellow in the chest. The next moment, the stick in her hand transformed into a myriad of stick shadows that covered the sky and earth. The other three men had just pounced forward when they were instantly struck by the stick shadows, each one crying out in pain as they flew backward and fell to the ground.

  "Charge!!" Xi Dà's body shot out in a straight line, and he actually crashed into the gate of the mansion, creating a huge hole.

  Zhou Qian and Lu Feixia looked particularly excited, picking up wooden sticks from the ground and rushing into the big hole.

  "Brothers, the enemy is approaching, be careful..." a big man roared.

  Su Tang was stunned, he knew the target was Taizheng Sword, but it's still daytime! Under the bright sun, they're going to rob openly? Is this just nonsense?! What kind of power is backing Xi Xiaoru...

  But what happened next left Su Tang stunned once again. Those sturdy men seemed to have been beaten badly, but when the three girls rushed into the mansion, they got up as if nothing had happened and bowed respectfully to the old servant: "We've seen Old Clock."

  The old servant nodded and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

  Shouts of killing filled the air inside the mansion, and figures emerged from every corner, running while vigorously waving wooden clubs.

  "Come on!" Xi Da shouted, fearlessly leading Zhou Qian and Lu Feixia into the crowd, merging with the torrent of over a hundred people.

  Su Tang silently watched for a long time before asking in a low voice: "One of our own?"

  "Cough..." The old servant cleared his throat, looking somewhat embarrassed.

  "So should I go up or..." Su Tang couldn't make a decision, after all he was the third master, and should go to lend a hand, but the other party was obviously playing games, and he really didn't want to participate.

  "This is still not enough for Miss to play with." The old servant said in a low voice: "Let's just watch then."

  Three girls charged in like tigers into a flock of sheep, sticking and lying down, colliding and flying, in less than half the time it takes to burn an incense stick, over a hundred people had already been knocked down, the scene was filled with mournful cries.

  Xi Dada danced a stick flower and roared: "Don't you have anything more powerful to fight with?!"

  The field fell silent for a moment, and then the defeated ones let out a loud wail.

  "Spare my life...... Spare me......"

  "Great master, spare us, we won't dare again..."

  "Who dares to fight me for three hundred rounds?!" Xi Dabai roared again, she had already entered a certain state, and then threw away the wooden stick, stretched out her hand to grab the hilt of the knife behind her back.

  The old servant's face changed greatly, and he didn't see him make a move. In the blink of an eye, his body had shot out dozens of meters away, shouting urgently: "Miss! Miss......"

  All the wailing voices stopped abruptly, and the men lying horizontally on the ground looked shocked, their eyes all falling on that giant knife.

  Xi's hand froze, then slowly fell to his side, and he shouted loudly: "Where is the Taizhong sword? Speak, and I will spare your lives!"

  A lone hand simultaneously pointed to a separate dark-colored small house, including those lying on the ground 'unconscious' people also made the same action, for Su Tang, this scene was really too dramatic.

  Xi Da stepped into the small, dark house with large strides. A moment later, she walked out with a sword in hand and said to those who had been defeated: "The divine instrument should belong to whoever is capable of wielding it. Tell your master that I have taken the Dazheng Sword. If he doesn't accept this, come find me at Zuiyuelou (Drunken Moon Pavilion) and I will be happy to oblige him."

  "The Great General is mighty..."

  "Only the great master is worthy of wielding this magnificent sword..."

  A burst of applause erupted in the arena, and Xi Dahan walked back and forth with a proud smile. As he approached Su Tang, he suddenly stopped: "Little San, don't you have your spiritual tool?"

  "No." Su Tang shook his head.

  "This is for you." Xi Da Dang Jia raised his hand and threw the sword over.

  Su Tang had just caught the sword of Da Zheng, but as if he had suffered a heavy blow, his body stumbled backward, retreating seven or eight steps before barely managing to steady himself, with a flush of red appearing on his face.

  Su Tang never thought that a small sword would weigh hundreds of pounds, and it was thrown over to him. His action of catching the sword was somewhat rough, so he was knocked until his chest was filled with surging blood. He used all his strength, but only barely managed to avoid embarrassing himself in public.

  "You're the man of our squad, how can you be so lousy?!" Habitual Big Shot frowned.

  Su Tang had nothing to say, he knew that he had misjudged again. He thought that Xi Da was just a spoiled woman who relied on her family's power to cause trouble everywhere, but it turned out that her strength far surpassed his own.

  Xi Da thought for a moment, then snatched the stick from Zhou Qian's hand and pointed it at a sturdy man, shouting: "Speak! Where did you hide the Pei Ling Dan?!"

  "Pei... Pei Ling Dan?!" The sturdy man was stunned, this wasn't in the script.

  "Hurry up and find it!" Xi Da shouted: "If you can't produce the Pei Ling Dan, I'll flatten this place today!"

  "Is is......" The strong man panicked and scrambled up, running away without a trace.

  In a moment, the robust man came back panting and handed over an exquisite small box with a smile. Xida accepted the small box and threw it to Su Tang like throwing trash.

  "Come on, let's go back to Zuiyuelou to celebrate our victory!" Habitual master shouted excitedly.

  At this time, the old servant quietly approached Su Tang's side: "Young master, this sword..."

  "Old man, I'll return it to you when I leave." Su Tang knew what the other meant. This Taizhong sword was absolutely not simple, its grade should be far above his Ye Kuang, thinking of swindling someone's family heirloom, not very likely, better to know one's place.

  "Haha......" The old servant smiled. Su Tang was very clever and also very quick-witted, he liked dealing with young people like this.