Tian, I don’t believe he wouldn’t leave here.""Alright, give them a call and tell them to first take Sun XinXin to the martial arts academy." Thunder deliberated for a bit before making his decision....Chapter 1433 Nie Zixiong

Mirage shot a glance at Xia Tian, slightly displeased: "Is there any need to ask If you hadn't insisted that I delay dealing with him, I would have taken care of him last night."

Xia Tian didn't personally deal with the so-called Ge Disciple. Instead, he had Mirage handle it, wanting to completely distance himself from this matter to avoid suspicion. The reason for asking Mirage to wait before taking action was also the same: if Song Weimin died and Mirage immediately dealt with that Ge Disciple right away, wouldn't that be like telling the Song family that Mirage already knew about the whereabouts of that Ge Disciple

Of course, it wasn't because Xia Tian feared the Song family; he simply felt there was no need to upset Song Yumei over this matter.

"Six now, finally managed to solve half of them." Xia Tian muttered to himself. Apart from that dead witch Ji Qingying, five more people in the Ethereal Immortal Sect needed his attention. One of them was Southern Palace Yan, and there should be another one in the capital city. As for the other group of people, they were clearly three individuals, but their whereabouts remained unknown up until now.

"I interrogated that guy surnamed Ge; he doesn't know where the other person is either. His story aligns with what Hua Xiangxang said. They separated upon arriving here, and he was always together with Guan Jianxiong. However, he did tell us something." Mirage spoke: "The last cultivator in the capital city goes by Nie Zixiong; thirty years old, his cultivation isn't high, just at the middle Golden Core stage."

"Middle Golden Core" Xia Tian felt somewhat relieved. "Then this guy is no big deal. The most important thing now is to take care of that ugly woman Southern Palace Yan."

"Do you know where Southern Palace Yan is" Mirage couldn't help but ask.

Summer shakes her head: "I don't know, but I think that ugly woman will come looking for me. She must be really angry at me now."

Summer's guess was correct; Nan Gong Yan is indeed very angry with him right now. In fact, Nan Gong Yan has left the mountain where she practiced last night and is flying towards the capital city.

Realizing that Summer had tricked her, Nan Gong Yan felt extremely furious at this moment, wishing to strip Summer's skin and extract her tendons immediately. However, her decision to seek revenge from Summer right away was not just because of anger causing a loss of reason; in fact, she is quite rational now. Her rationality tells her that Summer only tricked her because he knew he couldn't be her match; if he truly had the confidence to defeat her, why would he resort to such despicable tactics

"Summer, I'll use your core formation to compensate for Official Sword Hero's!" Nan Gong Yan thought with hatred. She didn’t go looking for Summer merely out of revenge but also because she coveted Summer’s core formation!

With her goal in sight, Nan Gong Yan suddenly sped up; within a few minutes, she would arrive at the place called ‘Yiren Pavilion’ and then eliminate Summer, swallowing his core formation!

"Senior Sister Nan Gong." At this moment, a voice entered Nan Gong Yan's ears.

Nan Gong Yan was slightly stunned and suddenly turned her head. A hint of joy involuntarily flashed across her eyes, quickly fixing onto the roof of a skyscraper.

"Little Brother Nie, is that you" Nan Gong Yan asked in an appearance full of surprise and delight. She indeed felt very surprised; it’s like someone came to deliver a pillow when she wanted to sleep, and offered a Golden Core exactly when she needed to enhance her cultivation!

"Senior Sister Nan Gong, do you have any news about Senior Sister Yue" On the rooftop stood a young man in a green robe, with an ordinary appearance and nothing particularly remarkable.

This young man was actually Nie Zixiong, the last disciple of the Mysterious Immortal Gate in the capital city.

Nan Gong Yan smiled lightly. "I have some news, but Brother Nie, you don't need to look for her."

Nie Zixiong was taken aback: "Senior Sister Nan Gong, I'm not quite clear what you mean. Why do I not need to find Senior Sister Yue anymore"

"Because..." A mischievous smile appeared on Nan Gong Yan's face, "you are about to die!"

Before he could respond, a streak of silver light shot out from Nan Gong Yan’s hand and headed straight for Nie Zixiong.

A cruel smile appeared on Nan Gong Yan's face. She was well aware of Nie Zixiong's strength; a mere mid-Core Formation stage wouldn't pose any resistance against her Cultivation at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. Although she had failed in devouring a Nascent Soul twice, this time, consuming a Core Formation should be without issue. The only regret was that the elixir essence of a mid-Core Formation cultivator wouldn’t significantly elevate her own cultivation level.

But in the next second, Nan Gong Yan's smile froze because she realized that her flying sword had failed!

The smile froze, not just that, but her life as well. As her flying sword missed its target, an ordinary-looking arm reached out in a strange way and grabbed her neck, easily crushing her throat.

Nan Gong Yan's eyes were filled with disbelief. She couldn't figure out how Nie Zixiong, merely a mid-core phase Golden丹 (Dan) cultivator, could be so powerful

A tiny figure suddenly flew out from Nan Gong Yan’s head, attempting to escape; however, that ordinary-looking arm reached out strangely once more and easily captured Nan Gong Yan's primordial spirit. With another light squeeze, the primordial spirit vanished, completely annihilating her body and soul!

"You don't know your place!" Without even glancing at Nan Gong Yan’s corpse, Nie Zixiong said indifferently before vanishing suddenly from the rooftop.

Half an hour later, a pair of office lovers met secretly on the rooftop and simultaneously let out bone-chilling screams.

In Jianghai City,

the Qiao family residence—

"Mr. Ding, I heard you have some business to discuss with our Qiao family. What kind of business is it" Qiao Donghai looked at the old man across from him and asked calmly.

This old man is none other than Ding Xiang, the richest man in Yue Nan City.

"Mr. Qiao, I want to do a business deal with Miss Qiao."

"Mr. Ding, Miss Qiao is very busy right now. If there's anything you need to discuss, talking to me would be just the same," said Qiao Donghai lazily. Although this old man was the richest in Yue Nan City, it didn't mean much to him. The Qiao family had more wealth than this Mr. Ding and wielded far greater influence. Moreover, they were now in Jiang Hai City, not Yue Nan City. Him coming personally to see Ding Xiang already showed considerable respect towards Ding Xiang; as for Miss Xiaoqiao, she wasn't someone who could be seen by anyone.

"Mr. Qiao, the matter I want to discuss is very important and you might not have the authority to decide."

"Mr. Ding, when it comes to matters of the Qiao family, I generally make decisions. If there's something truly out of my decision-making power, I will naturally consult Miss Xiaoqiao," replied Qiao Donghai somewhat displeased. He was now one of the heads of the Qiao family, and apart from matters concerning Xiaoqiao, he could mostly decide things within the family.

"Mr. Qiao, to be honest with you, before coming here, I thoroughly investigated all matters related to the Qiao family. I know that Mr. Qiao is now truly one of the heads of the Qiao family and can generally make decisions for the family's affairs," Ding Xiang raised his cup to take a sip of tea and then placed it down. "However, as I mentioned earlier, I want to discuss business with Miss Qiao, and this particular deal isn't related to the Qiao family's business. Therefore, you cannot make a decision about it because it concerns Xia Tian."

"Xia Tian" Qiao Donghai frowned slightly, finally realizing that things were more complicated than he initially thought; it wasn't just an ordinary business deal.

"Yes, actually, I want to do a business deal with Xia Tian. However, I don’t know where Xia Tian is and can’t contact him. So, I’m hoping to discuss this matter with Miss Qiao. As far as I understand, Miss Qiao has close ties with Xia Tian and might even be able to make decisions for him," Ding Xiang said slowly, just like he had stated earlier, he had thoroughly investigated everything before coming here.

"Mr. Ding, I still hold to my previous statement. Xiao Qiao is very busy right now. No matter what you want to discuss with her, please talk to me first and I will pass the message on to her. If she agrees to continue talking with you, I will definitely get in touch."

Qiao Donghai remained firm in his decision; it was no joke, there were plenty of people wanting to see Xia Tian. If he allowed every single one of them to speak directly to Qiao Xiaoqiao, she wouldn’t have time for anything else.

"Sir Qiao, I still hope to discuss this matter face-to-face with Miss Qiao."

At these words, Qiao Donghai grew a bit impatient. "If that’s the case then, Mr. Ding, you may take your leave." It was just that he wasn’t about to let anyone and everyone meet his genius sister; if she didn't want to see someone, no matter who it might be—even if they were the richest person in the world—she wouldn’t see them.

"This…" Ding Xiang paused for a moment. He hadn’t expected Qiao Donghai to start dismissing him so abruptly. After some hesitation, he finally gave in and said, "Sir Qiao, if it’s really necessary, please convey this message to Miss Qiao."

“Speak.” Qiao Donghai replied coldly. At first, he had treated the old man with politeness, but now his attitude was starting to cool.

"Please tell Miss Qiao that I wish her to pass on a message to Xia Tian on my behalf. I am willing to use all of my assets to obtain an elixir for eternal life." Ding Xiang’s expression was rather serious; clearly, he took this matter seriously.

“Eternal life What did you say” Qiao Donghai was taken aback. So this old man wanted the secret to immortality

"That's correct, please convey that message." Ding Xiang stood up and said, “I will now take my leave.”ld, in his thirties or so, with an unremarkable appearance and long hair that even surpassed the length of the woman's he was sleeping with, giving him a pretentious literary youth vibe."It's nothing;...