At night, silent Piapling Mei Garden within the mountain made several clicking sounds. The entrance, almost buried by dust, slowly opened, and several figures rushed out swiftly, instantly disappearing into the forest. Meng Qinglei from the Central Plains Sword Society was leading a group keeping watch. Seeing this, they immediately gave chase.

What emerged from Piapling Mei Garden were about ten white-robed female attendants. The white-robed women wore face veils and moved swiftly through the night, appearing quite eerie. They said nothing, heading straight for the main camp tent of the Central Plains Sword Society. Meng Qinglei’s group pursued relentlessly. The white-robed women’s movement techniques were graceful and flowing. The two groups met before the Central Plains Sword Society’s camp tents, and Meng Qinglei’s group had nearly failed to catch up with these white-robed women, shocking him greatly. He knew that he and Shao Yanping were good friends with comparable martial arts skills. Even if slightly inferior to Cheng Yunpao, he was already among the numbered masters in the Sword Society.

With his movement technique, he had nearly failed to catch up with these white-robed women?

These young girls must have something strange about them.

Accompanying Meng Qinglei in watching Piapling Mei Garden was Huo Xuanfeng. This man had no interest in women and regarded the white-robed women as nothing, hastily intercepting them and striking with his blade toward the leading white-robed woman. The leading white-robed woman wore a light veil over her face. She turned gracefully and also drew her blade, blocking Huo Xuanfeng’s strike. This woman’s blade technique was fierce and surprisingly bold and sweeping. When their blades clashed, Huo Xuanfeng was nearly forced back a step, greatly shocking him.

Several disciples behind Huo Xuanfeng were successively defeated by the white-robed women’s swords and blades. These women had profound internal power, no less than famous martial artists. Neither Meng Qinglei nor Huo Xuanfeng gained any advantage. The two exchanged glances, each alarmed. The leading woman held her blade horizontally before her. Meng Qinglei recognized at a glance that this was the Abstinence-Breaking Blade and shouted, “Bai Suche!”

The leading veiled woman remained unmoved like a mountain, showing no reaction.

Meng Qinglei drew his sword to face her. “Bai Suche! You act perversely, aiding the tiger! Do you know that since you left home and disappeared, Brother Bai has been restless day and night, fallen gravely ill, and has been bedridden for many days? Your mother still refuses to believe you actually joined Fengliu Shop, telling everyone that you and Chi Yun were both harmed by Tang Lici! Brother Bai is troubled by worry for his wife and daughter, melancholy with grief, which is why he fell ill—if you have even half a conscience, you should kill yourself on the spot! The Bai family’s decades of pure reputation has been ruined in your hands!”

He had been close friends with Bai Yuming for many years. Bai Yuming had been a modest gentleman from youth to old age, marrying Yuan Su, who came from a scholarly family and was gentle and graceful by nature. Who could have known their daughter would act so perversely? No wonder Bai Yuming couldn’t understand, and even less wonder that Yuan Su would go mad.

The leading veiled woman was indeed Bai Suche. She lowered her eyes, listening to Meng Qinglei’s accusations, still showing no reaction, as if the pitiful and wretched people he spoke of were not her parents. The group of white-robed women behind her were the same, unmoved by the human tragedies Meng Qinglei mentioned. Huo Xuanfeng said in a low voice, “Brother Meng, these women’s behavior is strange—there’s probably deception involved.”

Just as Meng Qinglei was scolding, shadows moved within the Central Plains Sword Society’s tents. Miss Hong lifted the curtain and walked out shoulder to shoulder with Bi Lianyi and Cheng Yunpao.

She hadn’t been resting either. Since Biluo Palace had taken on the task of splitting the mountain, who would risk their lives after the mountain was split was the most crucial matter. While discussing this with Cheng Yunpao, she heard a commotion in the forest—Meng Qinglei and Bai Suche had started fighting.

Piapling Mei Garden was avoiding battle and not emerging, yet Bai Suche had brought people to directly assault the main tent of the Central Plains Sword Society with blade drawn. Such an incident was too bizarre and must involve deception. When Miss Hong was in Fengliu Shop, she had a poor relationship with Bai Suche. At that time, she was wholly focused on Liu Yan, deeply believing that only she in this life could soothe the pain in Liu Yan’s heart, only she could listen to the qin music beneath Liu Yan’s hands. What was Bai Suche? Back then, Bai Suche’s martial arts were not the highest, and her appearance among the white-robed women was not first-rate either. So why had she been able to rise step by step, becoming one of Yu Konghou’s several valued fierce generals?

She had trained her martial arts—regardless of what crooked and evil methods she used—not only had her martial arts become incomparable to before, even her demeanor and temperament were completely different from that cautious girl who had just entered Fengliu Shop and was careful about everything.

Blinded by a single leaf back then, now Miss Hong stared at the veiled Bai Suche. Without absolute conviction—who could swim against the current in that ghostly place of Fengliu Shop, treading on blood and corpses, standing tall and unshaken? Was the person before her a devil among evils, or…

Bai Suche didn’t care what Miss Hong was thinking. She had never considered Little Red a person worthy of attention. Yu Konghou wanted her to capture Bi Lianyi alive. She understood clearly that Yu Konghou wanted to test her, test Wang Lingqiu, and have her and Wang Lingqiu restrain each other while testing each other.

If anyone among them showed a single flaw, they would die without a burial place.

So she might not be able to capture Bi Lianyi alive, but she had to fight with her life on the line, absolutely no room for holding back.

Wang Lingqiu… was probably the same.

She didn’t know where Wang Lingqiu was, but tonight at this moment, they were both betting their lives, swearing to capture Bi Lianyi alive.

Even though she was very clear that not only she, but that old man Wang Lingqiu probably also strongly resisted this matter of “capturing Bi Lianyi alive” and refining him into a human pill—such a thing with no way back—they both had no choice.

It was very difficult to leave oneself a way to survive within Fengliu Shop. Bai Suche pointed her blade at Bi Lianyi, thinking—tonight I set no ambush, risking the lives of myself and all my sisters to battle you—this is the… greatest leeway I can leave.

You had better… be able to escape.

Her right hand gripped the handle of the Abstinence-Breaking Blade. Her hand was white as jade, the blade’s handle dark and black, making her hand appear even paler.

The blade’s spine flickered with light, pointing directly between Bi Lianyi’s eyebrows.

Bi Lianyi seemed to sense something, drew his sword, and looked at Bai Suche once.