The Masked Strength of the Sect's Trash chapter 13

Chapter 13 Masked Man

Fang Xiao felt a stir in her heart as she recalled that Zhang Jin had just come out of the private room where Xie Chong and the others were. Her expression darkened as she glared at Zhang Jin, demanding, "Tell me the truth. Did you incite them to cause trouble for Young Master Lu?"

Zhang Jin wanted to deny it, but he instinctively lowered his head.

Seeing his reaction, Fang Xiao was furious. "You idiot!"

Zhang Jin, feeling wronged, retorted, "Miss, even if he is a direct disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, so what? His strength is mediocre, there's no need to be so deferential to him. Your status isn't any lower than his. Besides, the two young masters from Guiyuan Pavilion have already said that this is their personal vendetta and won't involve our restaurant."

"You're blind!" Fang Xiao nearly lost her temper. "Stay here! I'll deal with you later."

She quickly left the restaurant, hurrying in the direction Lu Shaoqing had gone.

Fang Xiao hadn’t interacted with Lu Shaoqing for long, but she had ventured out into the world early and was good at reading people. Lu Shaoqing wasn’t someone to be trifled with. She saw him as a shameless and cunning individual who didn’t care about saving face and was highly intelligent.

Today’s incident appeared to be Zhang Zheng and Wu Tianzong from Guiyuan Pavilion stirring up trouble with Lu Shaoqing, but in reality, it was Zhang Jin who had instigated things from behind the scenes. Lu Shaoqing had quickly seen through this and turned Zhang Jin's actions into a joke with just one sentence, forcing Fang Xiao, the owner behind the scenes, to step in personally.

She had to pay a hefty price to defuse the situation, yet even managed to turn the crisis into an opportunity by getting in touch with Ji Yan.

Everything could have ended perfectly, except that Fang Xiao would be feeling frustrated for a while. But Zhang Jin, still unrepentant, continued to cause her trouble.

As Fang Xiao hurried along, she cursed Zhang Jin in her mind. But what could she do? Zhang Jin had been assigned to her by her father, and the mess he created was hers to clean up.

Fang Xiao wasn’t weak. She was at the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment stage, close to its late stage. She chased after them, leaving Guiyuan Pavilion and heading straight for the Lingxiao Sect.

Under the night sky, Fang Xiao ran like a celestial being, with the scenery swiftly retreating behind her. Before long, she spotted a figure in the distance moving quickly—Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng was rushing along, heading in the direction where Fang Xiao was sure Lu Shaoqing was headed.

Just as Fang Xiao was about to call out to stop Zhang Zheng, a shadow suddenly darted out from the woods ahead, attacking Zhang Zheng directly.

Zhang Zheng shouted, "Who’s there?" and the two quickly began to fight.

Fang Xiao was startled. Could it be that Lu Shaoqing had noticed Zhang Zheng and started fighting?

She concealed her presence and cautiously approached. Observing the fight for a moment, she realized that the person attacking Zhang Zheng was a masked man.

Alarmed, Fang Xiao quickly flipped her wrist, attaching a jade talisman to herself. Her aura immediately disappeared, and she carefully hid to watch.

After a while, Fang Xiao noticed that the masked man was very powerful, radiating spiritual energy that clearly belonged to someone at the Core Formation stage. Zhang Zheng, only at the Foundation Establishment stage, was struggling to defend himself.

The masked man's attacks were fierce, clearly intent on taking Zhang Zheng's life. One defensive artifact after another in Zhang Zheng’s possession was being destroyed, and he began to panic. He cried out, "Who are you? What grudge do you have with me?"

The masked man coldly ignored him, shouting instead, "Die!"

He formed a hand seal, and a terrifying wave of spiritual energy surged towards Zhang Zheng.

The last of Zhang Zheng's defensive artifacts shattered under the onslaught. "Ah!" Zhang Zheng spat blood and was thrown violently against a tree, losing consciousness.

The masked man slowly approached Zhang Zheng, sneering, "Killing you and framing Lu Shaoqing will cause trouble for Ji Yan."

Just as he was about to strike, a voice rang out. "I'd like to see who’s trying to frame me."

"Who’s there?" Both the masked man and the hidden Fang Xiao were startled.

Lu Shaoqing emerged from the shadows.

The masked man couldn't help but exclaim, "Lu Shaoqing?"

Lu Shaoqing stared at him curiously. "You know me? Who are you?"

The masked man sneered, "You worthless scum are courting death. Fine, I’ll send you off together."

With that, he launched an attack, forming hand seals once again. A massive surge of spiritual energy erupted, creating a fierce gale that made the trees rustle loudly.

The overwhelming spiritual energy condensed into countless razor-sharp wind blades, all aimed at Lu Shaoqing.

"Go!" the masked man shouted, and the wind blades shot towards Lu Shaoqing, shredding the trees in their path into dust.

Facing the onslaught, Lu Shaoqing calmly drew a long sword.

The masked man sneered, "You dare resist, you piece of trash?"

Lu Shaoqing lightly flicked his sword, and a small, fiery red bird suddenly appeared at the tip. The bird proudly perched on the sword, preening its flaming feathers before locking its gaze on the masked man. It let out a sharp cry and spread its wings, flying towards him.

A surge of sword intent shot up to the heavens, piercing the darkness and shattering the wind blades.

The small bird flew straight towards the wind blades, which shattered upon encountering it.

"Sword intent?" The masked man was stunned and cried out in alarm.

Fang Xiao, hiding in the shadows, was equally shocked.

The masked man was now in a panic, hurriedly retreating while summoning one defensive artifact after another. Barrier after barrier appeared before him.

"How... how is this possible? Ji Yan can manifest sword intent, and you can do it too? Weren't you supposed to be a worthless piece of trash?"

Despite being at the Core Formation stage, the masked man felt utterly helpless against the sword intent.

The small bird reached the masked man and let out a piercing cry. The sword intent surged, violently shredding everything in its path.

The masked man’s defenses crumbled like paper under the bird's attack.

With a loud explosion, the sword intent enveloped the masked man. "Ah..."