Light snow was still falling from the sky, and the streets of Sword Sect market had just been cleared of people.

The cultivators who came to do business had been detained for questioning by the ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect disciples in the market's pavilion. Even outer disciples were not allowed to leave at will.

Outside the seven-story *Sword Pavilion*, disciples from **Flowing Water Peak** formed a cordon according to Yun Yiyi's instructions. Before she arrived, no one could go in to inspect the scene.

And 'no one' here referred to the disciples of **Sword Wine Peak** and **Night Tide Peak**...

...

"Why won't you let us in?!"

"Our Eldest Young Lady has given us an order. Before she arrives, no one is allowed to enter!!"

"Can your Young Lady control the people of our **Sword Wine Peak**? We only listen to Sister Jiujiu!! Brothers, Sister Jiujiu told us to go in and protect the scene, let's go!"

"You dare?!"

*Swish---*

There was the sound of unsheathed swords. The disciples of the two peaks took their positions, facing each other, but no one dared to make the first move.

They all knew that whoever made the first move would get in trouble with the elders later, so they were waiting for the other side to strike first.

"Come on?! Isn't your voice quite loud? Why don't you fight?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? If you want to fight, then you make the first move."

"Heh..."

At this moment, two flying swords came from above. A short man with a scholarly appearance and silver hair jumped off one of the swords and landed heavily on the ground.

Yun Jiujiu looked at the two groups of people about to fight in front of the *Sword Pavilion*, and her mouth twitched slightly. She walked forward in her little wooden clogs and stood between the two arguing disciples.

Her eyes swept over the two, and instantly, one of them wilted quite a bit.

Yun Jiujiu looked up at the wilted guy. "Move."

"Ah..." the disciple from **Flowing Water Peak** tried to persuade her in a low voice. "Second Miss, if you go in now, it's hard for us to explain to the Eldest Miss. Why don't you and Eldest Miss come in together?"

"I said." Yun Jiujiu frowned and forcefully stomped on the ground, puffing out her chest. "Move!!"

"Well..."

The disciple of the **Flowing Water Peak** looked troubled but dared not speak, only shaking his head slightly.

At this moment, a sudden voice came from the direction of the *Sword Pavilion* door, attracting the attention of both belligerent groups and Yun Jiujiu.

"Eeeeee!!"

*Slam!!*

While Yun Jiujiu was talking to the **Flowing Water Peak** disciple, Feng Yu Die had already sneaked in, reached the door, opened a crack, and peeked inside.

The situation inside was simply horrific. There were twenty-seven corpses, all of them cut off at the waist and their heads removed. Intestines and internal organs were splattered everywhere.

Feng Yu Die used to boast that she was accustomed to seeing gory scenes, but after taking a look through the crack in the door, her face turned pale, and she quickly closed the door again.

The only thing was that she closed it too loudly. When she turned her head and looked behind, she saw everyone staring at her.

Feng Yu Die lowered her head and took a step to the left. Everyone's heads turned slightly to the right.

She took another step back to the right, and everyone's heads turned back to where they were before.

She blinked and asked meekly, "What's wrong? Why is everyone looking at me..."

However, before she finished speaking, the disciple who had just spoken to Yun Jiujiu glared, waved his hand, and shouted, "Get him!!"

At his command, all the disciples of the **Flowing Water Peak** rushed toward Feng Yu Die in an instant. Startled, she took a step back and turned around, preparing to run.

However, when all those people were about to pounce on Feng Yu Die, Yun Jiujiu took a step forward and directly flashed in front of her, shielding her and leaving the disciples of **Flowing Water Peak** stunned in their tracks.

"Is this her man?"

"..."

The crowd froze, looking oddly at Feng Yu Die, only to see her poking her head out from behind Yun Jiujiu's shoulder and saying with a silly smile, "Eh he he he... this is my big sister, Jiujiu."

"Huh..." Yun Jiujiu glanced at her and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Brother Yu, why are you hiding behind me? I told you yesterday that from now on in the ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect, I've got your back! If anyone troubles you in the future, just mention my name. Everyone within a radius of five hundred miles knows who I am."

"But there are so many of them."

"Just a bunch of losers. You can easily take them down." Yun Jiujiu waved her hand and turned to open the door.

However...

*Creak---*

*Slam---*

Just like Feng Yu Die, Yun Jiujiu just opened the door a crack and immediately closed it again with a pale face. She retched and quickly took out her wine gourd and took a sip of wine to calm down.

"Holy shit... what the hell is in here?"

Feng Yu Die blinked and asked in confusion, "Aren't those your relatives?"

?

Yun Jiujiu glanced at her but couldn't think of a rebuttal. Indeed, the corpses inside were her relatives, although they were mostly distant relatives whose names she couldn't even remember.

The twenty-seven people who died this time were all so-called disciples of the inner sect and descendants of Yun Tianchong. The son of a concubine gave birth to another son, and so on...

"..."

While Yun Jiujiu was speechless, suddenly two more spiritual lights flew from the sky. A man and a woman landed gracefully and then put the flying swords back into their storage bags.

Seeing Ye Anping, Feng Yu Die winked as a greeting: *Young Master Ye~~*

However, after glancing at her, Ye Anping ignored her and obediently followed behind Yun Yiyi.

Seeing Yun Jiujiu, Yun Yiyi's eyes showed considerable disdain. She first dismissed the disciples of the **Flowing Water Peak**, then led Ye Anping up the steps and came to stand beside Yun Jiujiu. Taking advantage of her height, she looked down at her. "Second sister, this has nothing to do with you. Go back."

Yun Jiujiu frowned, raised her fist, and gritted her teeth. "What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? Yun Yiyi, be careful how you speak! Have you forgotten how I beat you up?"

"..."

Yun Yiyi choked for a moment, but quickly composed herself and looked at the wine gourd in Yun Jiujiu's hand, then said, "You know how to investigate a case? It's already good enough that you went in without destroying the scene. I've never seen anyone investigating a case while drinking."

"Well! I may not be very smart, but today I brought someone who is." Yun Jiujiu pulled Feng Yu Die directly in front of her as she spoke. "Feng Yu, a friend I made a few days ago."

"..."

Yun Yiyi frowned slightly, looking up and down at the scholar-dressed Feng Yu Die. She tilted her head, thinking that this person looked stupid, but his silver hair was rarely seen.

"Master Feng, you don't seem like a rude person. Why are you with her? If you need spirit stones, you could come to me at the **Flowing Water Peak**..."

Before she finished speaking, Yun Jiujiu raised her fist and sent a punch toward Yun Yiyi's face.

*Boom---*

The shock wave of the punch was strong, but Yun Yiyi didn't have any reaction.

"You're poaching my people in front of me, eh?! I'll show you..."

However, just as her fist was about to land on Yun Yiyi's face, Ye Anping quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist, stopping the punch. "Second Miss Yun, don't be so rude, okay?"

"..."

Yun Jiujiu stared at Ye Anping, frowned, and pulled her hand back with force. "Who the hell are you, servant?"

Ye Anping nodded in greeting and replied, "I am Ye Anping, and not a servant."

"Huh... So you say. Come here and fight me!!"

Yun Yiyi finally snapped back to reality. She took a step closer to Ye Anping's side. "Young Master Ye, you don't need to pay attention to her."