668: Wanted! Trouble is coming!

Xuan Cang City.

Xie Weilou changed into a white robe, reverted to his previous elegant appearance, and held a folding fan in his hand, with the words “Spring” and “Autumn” prominently displayed.

He walked calmly on the street, faintly feeling several gazes fixed on him.

After walking for a while, he saw a wanted poster.

It featured his portrait: a white robe, an elegant face, and a folding fan in his hand, which coincidentally had the words “Spring” and “Autumn” on it.

Many people were gathered around the poster, looking at it.

Xie Weilou smiled and said, “Oh! I’m on a wanted poster? This artist is good, he drew me quite handsomely.”

“…”

As soon as he spoke, the scene fell silent.

The onlookers immediately looked at Xie Weilou, their expressions changing as they quickly backed away.

Some people also had excited looks on their faces.

The person on the wanted poster had actually appeared!

Xie Weilou looked at one of the men: “I haven’t been in the City recently, so I seem to have missed some things. Tell me, why am I on the Great Ye Dynasty’s wanted list?”

The man quickly replied, “It’s the Young Sword King of Myriad Sword Holy Land. He’s a suitor of the Longevity Saintess. I heard you stole something from the Longevity Saintess and slandered her reputation, so he declared that he would kill you. Anyone who provides information will receive a heavy reward, and the Great Ye Dynasty has actively helped him search for your whereabouts…”

“Nonsense! The Longevity Saintess and I are in love; how could I slander her reputation? I cherish her too much to do that.”

Xie Weilou smiled indifferently, not paying too much attention, and continued walking forward.

“Quick… quickly spread the word…”

Someone quietly left.

— — — — — —

Red Dust Pavilion.

Xie Weilou sat by the window, savoring fine wine, while a beautiful woman massaged his shoulders, recounting the events that had occurred in Xuanji Province over the past few days.

A moment later.

A wisp of fragrance permeated the air, and a stunning woman in a red long dress walked over. It was Red Fish Fairy.

“Sister Red Fish.”

The woman massaging Xie Weilou’s shoulders quickly stood up and bowed.

Red Fish Fairy gently waved her hand, signaling the woman to withdraw. She looked at Xie Weilou and smiled sweetly, “Young Master, may I have a drink with you?”

Xie Weilou smiled and said, “I couldn’t ask for anything more.”

He poured a glass of wine for Red Fish Fairy.

The woman before him was extremely formidable, and he couldn’t see through her for now.

Red Fish Fairy sat down beside him, picked up her wine glass, tasted a sip of the fine wine, and chuckled, “Young Master has quite the skill, to be able to steal something from the Longevity Saintess.”

Xie Weilou sighed, “Xie Weilou is just a scapegoat. In fact, this matter was the doing of a monk, who tricked This Xie and then simply left!”

“Is that so?”

Red Fish Fairy scrutinized Xie Weilou from head to toe.

The person before her was very peculiar; she found that she couldn’t discern his cultivation level. It seemed there was some treasure on him concealing his cultivation.

Xie Weilou took a sip of fine wine, then instantly reached out and grabbed Red Fish Fairy’s delicate hand.

“…”

Red Fish Fairy’s expression subtly changed, and she quickly dodged.

Xie Weilou chuckled, “You see! I can’t even hold your hand, so how could I steal something from the Longevity Saintess?”

Red Fish Fairy paused for a second, then smiled lightly, “Young Master is an interesting person! However, today’s trouble might be quite big. Leaving the City now would be an excellent choice.”

“No matter! This Xie has no other skills, only this method of escaping.”

Xie Weilou said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, Red Fish Fairy’s expression became somewhat strange. Was he good at escaping, or did he have something to rely on? Such calmness, he must have something to rely on!

If so, she could watch a good show.

“Xie Wushi, get out here!”

Just then, outside the Red Dust Pavilion, a chilling voice rang out.

“Young Master, your trouble has arrived.”

Red Fish Fairy stared at Xie Weilou with a rich smile.

Xie Weilou stood up and said with a faint smile, “Since it’s trouble, I’ll go resolve it.”

He carried his wine glass and walked out, then his figure moved, flying to the top of the pavilion.

On the wide street, the common people had already hidden, and three thousand cavalry surrounded the Red Dust Pavilion in layers.

On a chariot, there was a young man in a reddish-yellow long robe, holding a long halberd. A Divine Court Realm aura emanated from him, and he stared coldly at Xie Weilou: “Are you Xie Wushi?”

“A mere late-stage Divine Court Realm dares to come looking for trouble; your guts are not small.”

Xie Weilou looked at the man.

The man said coldly, “I am Murong Han, the Second Prince of the Great Ye Dynasty. You have offended the Longevity Holy Land and Myriad Sword Holy Land. Surrender immediately, and there is still a glimmer of hope; otherwise, death!”

The three thousand soldiers also stared fiercely at Xie Weilou, their pressure permeating the air, their killing intent soaring. Clearly, they were all valiant and skilled warriors of the imperial family.

Xie Weilou toyed with the wine glass in his hand: “Is that so?”

Buzz!

He instantly waved the wine glass, and the wine flew out, transforming into an icy long sword.

Xie Weilou flicked his sleeve, and the icy long sword multiplied into three thousand, sealing off the three thousand cavalry.

“Die!”

Xie Weilou uttered a single word, and the three thousand icy long swords shot down.

“Ah…”

A series of shrill screams echoed. The three thousand cavalry were utterly defenseless, instantly pierced by the long swords, their bodies turning into ice crystal statues, then shattering into ice shards, all annihilated.

“You… deserve to die! Senior, kill him.”

Murong Han roared.

Anyone who could steal something from the Longevity Saintess must not be simple, so this time he had specially invited an expert from the imperial family.

As long as he could capture Xie Wushi and hand him over to the Young Sword King, he would surely be able to enter Myriad Sword Holy Land through the latter’s connections.

A white-haired old man suddenly appeared. He held a metal walking stick, and a Guixu Realm early-stage pressure emanated from him. He fiercely swung his walking stick, striking at Xie Weilou.

Whoosh!

Xie Weilou casually threw his wine glass, and it shot out, clashing with the other party’s walking stick.

With a bang, the wine glass shattered, and the old man rushed over, his walking stick piercing towards Xie Weilou’s head.

Rip!

The walking stick was sharp, instantly piercing through Xie Weilou’s head.

“It’s done!”

Murong Han was overjoyed at the sight.

“No… that’s not right…”

However, the old man’s pupils constricted. He saw no blood. The previous strike seemed to have only hit a clone, which was now dissipating.

“Not good…”

The old man’s expression changed drastically, and he immediately looked at Murong Han.

“…”

Xie Weilou’s true body instantly appeared in front of Murong Han.

“Damn it!”

Murong Han’s expression was startled, and he quickly swung his halberd at Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou reached out, grabbed the halberd, and directly snatched it away, then fiercely thrust it at Murong Han.

Splat!

The halberd instantly pierced through Murong Han’s chest.

“Ah…”

Murong Han let out a tragic scream.

Xie Weilou gripped the long halberd, lifted Murong Han, and said indifferently, “A thing that doesn’t know its place. I’ll send you on your way now.”

Murong Han’s expression was terrified: “I am the Second Prince of the Great Ye Dynasty. If you dare to harm me, the Great Ye Dynasty will surely pursue you to the death.”

The old man also said sharply, “Release him.”

Rumble!

The long halberd in Xie Weilou’s hand vibrated, and Murong Han’s body was immediately torn into a bloody mist, dying on the spot…