58. Yue Huasheng’s Invitation
“Side Quest: [Baiyao and Baili]
Quest Difficulty: Labyrinthine Crossroads
Quest Description: The Baili royal family is the ruling family of the Baiyao Dynasty. This should be an undeniable fact. But if so, why hasn’t the “Bai” in Baiyao been changed to “Bai” (a homophone with a different character)? Or rather, why can both characters be used as the first character of the Baiyao Dynasty?
Quest Objective: Hidden Quest Objective (0/1)
Quest Reward: A portion of unlockable information.”
For some reason, this quest gave Miss Gong a strange feeling.
The reason was the quest description.
This was a setting Gong Youyuan had created, and now it was being presented as a mystery.
At this moment, Miss Gong wanted to call Gong Youyuan and ask, Sister, when you created the Baiyao Dynasty, did you leave any clues, sister?
(Yan Chuyue: ????)
But the quest objective and reward were also strange, especially the reward, which was completely incomprehensible, as if the system were just making things up.
However, as Gong Yiling was staring at this strange quest interface, someone suddenly called her name.
“Miss Gong.”
“Hmm?”
After responding, Gong Yiling suddenly felt something was wrong.
Wait… what did that person just call her…!?
Miss Gong?
Her internal alarms blared, and she instinctively lashed out with a hand chop.
But her hand hit nothing. There was no one behind her.
“No one…” Gong Yiling frowned.
She couldn’t have misheard. Someone had definitely called her name.
But in this bustling crowd, surely no one would just shout her name and then disappear into the crowd?
Even Yan Chuyue wouldn’t pull such a prank.
The next moment, she heard the same voice again. “Good afternoon, Miss Gong.”
This time, Gong Yiling realized the voice wasn’t coming from her surroundings, but was being transmitted directly into her mind.
“Playing tricks.” Gong Yiling frowned. “Who are you?”
The voice continued, “Who I am is not important. What’s important is that I have a warning for you.”
“A warning for me?”
As she asked, Gong Yiling began to trace the source of the power.
“If Miss Gong stays here, you might meet an untimely end. I can’t bear to see beautiful girls die tragically. I’ll save one if I can.”
You must be crazy, brother.
Miss Gong almost laughed out loud, not sure if she was amused or angry.
“Seventeen or eighteen people have said the same thing to me. Who do you think you are?” Gong Yiling sneered. “You don’t even dare to show your face. Are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my ant-flower-borrowing debt?” (A reference to a popular online meme)
Hearing this, the person sighed regretfully. “If I could, I wouldn’t want to see you end up like this. But if you insist, then I can only wish you good luck in your martial endeavors.”
“You…”
Just then, Miss Gong activated her Heavenly Saint Technique of the Myriad Paths, instantly sensing her opponent’s intentions.
Now!
At that moment, the man in the white Daoist robe, hundreds of meters away, also sensed something amiss.
This feeling… this technique, could it be…?
By the time he reacted, it was too late. A woman in a white dress descended from the sky and kicked him in the face, sending him flying.
The man in the Daoist robe was stunned, his butterfly mask even falling to the ground.
When he picked it up and put it back on, a longsword was already at his neck.
“That’s it?” Gong Yiling sneered. “I thought you were so powerful. Is that all you’ve got?”
The man looked at the sword at his neck and sighed helplessly. “A young lady should speak properly, not brandish a sword.”
“In front of me, all your fancy tricks are useless. Don’t you know I’m the master of bluffing?”
The man was speechless. “Sigh… I didn’t expect you to be so impulsive and quick-tempered. If I had known, I wouldn’t have come to warn you.”
Tsk, this person was so strange…
He could call her by her surname, and his technique was incredibly bizarre. She had never heard of someone being able to transmit their voice into someone else’s mind from hundreds of meters away.
“Enough with the nonsense. Who are you?”
“My name is Yue Huasheng.” Yue Huasheng bowed to Miss Gong, seemingly ignoring the sword at his neck.
If Gong Yiling hadn’t instinctively lowered her sword, he would have been decapitated.
“You’re spouting nonsense.” Gong Yiling looked into his eyes. “I’m not Miss Gong. My surname is Su.”
“Su… is it?”
Yue Huasheng’s meaningful words confirmed one thing for Gong Yiling.
This guy definitely knew her name, and wasn’t just testing her. But… how did he know?
Could he be an old acquaintance of Gong Yiling?
No, Gong Yiling had been protected by Gong Muzhi for four years, the first two of which were a recovery period where no outsiders were allowed.
And before that, she wasn’t even called Gong Yiling. How could he know her?
Thinking of this, Gong Yiling couldn’t help but feel a surge of killing intent.
Although her rationality told her that this person had shown no hostility so far…
But…
Miss Gong gripped her sword, her body instinctively wanting to strike.
But just then, the person before her suddenly turned into a cloud of mist.
The mist had no physical form, and after being struck by the sword, it dissipated. This was completely unexpected.
What was this? Was this guy also using some kind of ninjutsu? He had already completed a substitution technique without her even noticing.
Gong Yiling, annoyed, sheathed her sword. Only then did she hear the man’s parting words.
“If you wish to remain here, miss, then tomorrow night at nine, at the Xifeng Teahouse. I’ll be waiting. Please.”
This time, when she tried to track him, there was nothing.
She really wanted a skill like that. If her scams failed, she could just disappear.
