This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 125 The Immortal Pavilion Collapsed

Xiao Xingchen gently closed the courtyard door and let out a long sigh, a sigh that seemed like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, causing Ruoxue beside him to frown.

"I never expected it to be like this."

Ruoxue's words flowed like a clear spring in his ears, yet he couldn't help but shake his head.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, I should thank you. If you hadn't brought me here, how would I have known that I was such a sought-after commodity?"

He moved to the edge of a cliff, stood there, and where the view was wide enough to catch a glimpse of the ants in the cave.

Inside that enormous, round space, figures moved about like ants busily moving house, struggling to survive.

"Ruoxue, can you tell me now why you brought me here? Is it really just for divination?"

"The original poster's intention is for you to hide away for a while and use this time to make some like-minded friends."

“Take Elder Xin for example?” Ruoxue nodded in agreement, then turned her gaze to the tightly closed courtyard. Standing there, one could still hear Elder Xin’s impassioned words inside.

"Master Xin is a successor of the divine calculation, but unfortunately, he suffered the misfortune of losing his leg and arm in his early years due to certain reasons, and ended up here."

However, his knowledge and extensive experience are rare in the world.

He had ventured to the far north, traversed the lost ruins of the gods, and even reached the other side of the sea. However, whenever we inquired about these experiences, he always seemed to have unspeakable sorrows. He had brought you here to meet him in the hope that he could understand your problems, and clearly, he already did.

"This is also what the host meant. From the moment we left the ancestral temple, the host became suspicious of you. To be honest, if it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to get out of there. The fact that you were able to leave that place itself signifies something."

"You should understand, right?"

Xiao Xingchen felt somewhat melancholy. It really wasn't his fault. He had always believed he was incredibly lucky, that he had only been able to have those opportunities by chance. Now it seemed that perhaps someone had deliberately made him do it.

Every time he thought about this, a surge of anger welled up inside him.

"And now? What do you intend to do with me next?"

"In my opinion, your sword immortal power seems flawed, and the demonic blood within you requires someone to resolve these issues. Fortunately, a sword immortal and a pharmacist reside here in seclusion; they might be able to lend you a hand. However, this will take some time. Therefore, I wish to seek your opinion: do you wish to transcend the mortal world now, or…"

"Give me some more time. I still have a few important matters to attend to. Once everything is settled, I will retire peacefully and resolve my own hidden dangers."

"So good."

"So readily agreed?"

"Otherwise what? The Lord seems to value you highly. You don't need to consider yourself an outsider. The Flower Language Pavilion has the fastest intelligence in the Great Qian Dynasty. The Lord can even reach the Emperor directly. On the surface, the Crown Prince's power can also be used by us. You know what this means, so do whatever you want."

"I am truly humbled by the kindness shown to me by your host."

Xiao Xingchen recalled the past. When she first met Consort Xian, Consort Xian had been vehemently opposed to her, so why had her attitude suddenly changed so drastically?

"You can just ask her directly, how would I know?"

Ruoxue's lips curled slightly upward, she smiled faintly, and spread her hands, revealing her helplessness about the matter.

Xiao Xingchen absolutely did not believe in unprovoked kindness in this world. Just like the fact that he was being used as a pawn, all the kindness was for ulterior motives. He simply couldn't figure out what Consort Xian was after, but he firmly believed that Consort Xian's change of attitude must have a reason.

"Then let's set off. I will return to this anthill sooner or later. Tonight I have to rush to Chen Haoran's promotion banquet, which has already taken up a lot of time."

There was one more thing Xiao Xingchen didn't say: he was going to see Daji. In the past, they had a tacit understanding and never bothered to investigate each other's origins. However, as certain things gradually surfaced, he felt it was necessary to mention it. The thing he feared most was that his encounter with Daji was also deliberately arranged by someone.

If this is indeed the case, will Daji also become a pawn on the chessboard?

Although Daji was the Great Emperor of the Demon Clan, the demon clan was now filled with dead, wounded, and suppressed, making the title of Great Emperor seem somewhat undeserved.

Escaping this anthill is as difficult as climbing to heaven, but it is a place where hidden talents reside. After hundreds of years of painstaking efforts, it has already developed its own secret passages.

If Xue could make a name for herself here, she would naturally know everything about it. Therefore, what many people could never escape from the anthill in their lifetime would be a piece of cake for her.

Stepping into Yong'an again, the azure sky, as blue as a jewel, was like a gentle breeze, dispelling the oppressive feeling that had been hanging over him.

However, the entire Yong'an seemed to be in turmoil.

"We've only been gone for half a day, why is Yong'an in such a panic?"

They witnessed hurried civilians and endless streams of soldiers rushing past, everyone's expression unusually tense, as if they were afraid of something.

"Just ask someone and you'll find out."

Ruoxue was also full of doubts.

"Sir, what's going on up ahead? Why are you all so panicked?"

"It collapsed, it collapsed!"

The old man answered in a flustered manner.

"Collapsed? What collapsed?"

Both of them were taken aback.

"The Immortal Pavilion! The Immortal Pavilion has collapsed!"

Xiao Xingchen turned his head with a look of suspicion. Immortal Pavilion? Where is this?

"It collapsed, and then...and then..." The old man stammered, before he could finish his sentence, he flung them away like a frightened bird and fled in panic, as if a vengeful ghost were relentlessly pursuing him.

"What does this mean? And what is this Immortal Pavilion?"

Xiao Xingchen asked, puzzled and bewildered. He and Ruoxue had entered the anthill at dawn, and now it was just past noon. In only half a day, something inexplicable seemed to have happened in Yong'an.

"How could the Immortal Pavilion have collapsed?"

Ruoxue's eyes were filled with suspicion. She grabbed Xiaoxingchen and sped forward like a gust of wind.

"I need to find someone to get to the bottom of this. The Immortal Pavilion is a place of worship in the Great Qian Dynasty. Only those who are honored by the royal family are qualified to ascend this building. How could it have collapsed for no reason?"

"A very important place?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see the whole of Yong'an trembling?"

Xiao Xingchen flew through the air like a little bird held tightly in Ruoxue's hand.

Looking down at the ground from the air, he saw a throng of people below, all looking tense, many running in panic. This scene puzzled him greatly; it had collapsed, so why were they fleeing in such a chaotic manner?

He even saw expressions of terror on many people's faces, which puzzled him even more.

The Dragon-Patterned Imperial Guards also appeared in the distance as if facing a formidable enemy, seemingly carrying out martial law and driving away the crowd.

And those who were originally living in peace and contentment are now all desperately fleeing.

"What exactly happened? Why does it feel like the sky has fallen and the earth has collapsed in Yong'an in just half a day?"

Ruoxue dared not delay for a moment. With her powerful strength at the fifth level, she flew directly to the eighth floor of the Flower Language Tower like a bird.

She jumped off the outside railing.

"Xiao Chun, what exactly happened in Yong'an? Why has it become like this?"

Before she even landed, her anxious voice carried like a gust of wind, revealing the deep worry in Ruoxue's heart.

"Miss, you are finally back!"

Xiao Chun was overjoyed upon hearing the sound and rushed over.

"Don't rush, tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"

An ominous premonition loomed over Ruoxue's heart like a dark cloud, which made Xiaoxingchen even more curious. He secretly sighed that Yong'an was truly a place plagued by disasters.

However, he was completely unaware that he himself was the culprit behind all of this.

Xiao Chun composed herself and quickly recounted what had happened in detail.

"This morning, the entire Yong'an suddenly shook violently, as if an earth dragon had turned over. The enormous tremor was like a raging storm, causing severe damage to many buildings, especially the area around Shenxianlou. The power of the earth dragon was like a destructive storm, leveling everything nearby."

"This not only caused the building to collapse, but also resulted in a large number of casualties. However, this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that as the Shenxianlou collapsed, a chilling scene was revealed inside."

Ruoxue and Xiaoxingchen were both shocked, then exchanged a glance, seemingly realizing what had happened. An earth dragon turning over? That was clearly a shockwave formed by power erupting from somewhere within Xiaoxingchen!

Their location in the anthill was exactly below the Immortal's Pavilion.

Xiao Xingchen was also stunned. So the collapse of this building was his fault. He was the epicenter, and the Immortal Building was the source of the earthquake.