They all became female demons after being reborn.

Chapter 12 Head-to-Head

Wu Cheng glanced at Bai Suyi but didn't dare to speak.

Why does Senior Sister Bai's eyes and expression look a little off?

However, Wu Cheng had seen a similar expression in his previous life. It belonged to a man in his thirties at the company. Every day after get off work, he would have dinner or play games with Wu Cheng and the others, and they would also chat and joke around on the keyboard, living a very carefree life.

Wu Cheng always thought he was single.

Until that day, the usually warm and cheerful older brother didn't say a word all day. During dinner, he drank one glass after another, crying and smiling as he said he missed her very much.

Only after that did Wu Cheng learn that his elder brother had a childhood sweetheart who had passed away from illness.

The eldest brother also jokingly referred to himself as a widower.

It's that kind of restrained sadness.

Bai Suying's expression at this moment was like that of a dashing swordsman who was usually sunny and cheerful, but suddenly became a mix of joy and sorrow. Although she was very restrained, one could still glimpse the fiery magma in her heart through the cracks in the ice.

"Senior Sister Bai?" Wu Cheng called out tentatively.

He looked down at the wooden sword in his hand, a little hesitant.

Is this wooden sword really that important to her? But it's not some precious wood like golden nanmu, is it? Why would a young sect leader of the Wentian Sect be so stingy?

Could it be that this wooden sword has some special meaning for her?

As for the option of returning it to her... that's not an option for Wu Cheng!

He can't take advantage of me! How can he give away something he's already got?

"It's nothing." Bai Suying, having regained her senses, resumed her elegant and graceful swordswoman demeanor. "Anyway, something bad is going to happen to this manor soon. When that happens, don't wander off; stay close to me."

She said this so naturally, as if it were only natural for Wu Cheng to stick close to her.

However, before Wu Cheng could reply, a cold voice rang out behind him, seemingly lowering the temperature of the corridor.

"No need for Miss Bai to worry, I will protect my young master."

Qingque, who had changed back into a blue robe at some point, stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Wu Cheng.

She was already tall, and now, with her head slightly raised, she looked at Bai Suyi, and her aura was not much less than that of the young sect master of Wentian Sect.

Bai Suying's smile didn't disappear, but the warmth she had shown for Wu Cheng slowly faded, and a scrutinizing look appeared in her starry eyes.

Then she nodded slightly. "You're good, but not good enough."

Although I don't know where this blue sparrow came from, I suppose it doesn't have much of a future.

At the very least, Bai Suyi had never heard of this person before her rebirth.

Her junior brother will face countless enemies in the future, and only she... only she herself can help him!

"Then there's no need for you to trouble yourself," Qingque said expressionlessly.

Before her rebirth, the person who followed His Highness was Qingque!

A female sword immortal from the Wentian Sect?

Why weren't you here when His Highness was besieged? What are you pretending for now!

Moreover, now that she has been reborn, her cultivation level is naturally incomparable to that of her previous life at the same time, so it's fine for him to protect Your Highness.

Bai Suying and Qingque exchanged a glance. Bai Suying smiled freely, waved to Wu Cheng, and turned to leave.

Qingque narrowed her eyes slightly until her figure disappeared around the corner, then followed Wu Cheng back into the house step by step. However, her steps were three times lighter than usual, and her silence lasted seven times longer than usual.

Wu Cheng rubbed his temples and pulled Qingque down to sit before asking, "Sister Qingque, have you discovered anything?"

Bai Suying has provided enough clues, but they still need to match the clues Qingque has found. Wu Cheng will not completely trust Bai Suying just because she gave him a wooden sword.

Of course, if someone can give him gifts and is also beautiful and down-to-earth, then they are definitely a good person!

But good people aren't incapable of lying.

Wu Cheng remembered Zhang Wuji's mother's wise words very clearly.

Qingque nodded slightly. "Your Highness, the two courtyards on the west side are empty. They were originally occupied by people from the Golden Saber Sect and the Iron Palm Gang, but the bedding in the rooms is neatly folded, and they have disappeared without a trace."

"The same as when we crossed the Dragon Gate?" Wu Cheng subconsciously looked up at Qing Que.

Qingque shook her head. "It wasn't me. I went there at three-quarters past midnight, and they were gone by then. The shoe prints on the ground had been carefully cleaned up, and there were no signs of a fight in the house or the courtyard."

"In other words, someone is secretly 'cleaning up' the guests." Wu Cheng rubbed his chin. "It couldn't be Shen Tianba. He needs cannon fodder to shield him from the demise. There's no reason for him to strike first, unless those people have discovered some secret."

Qingque said, "Although the Golden Saber Sect and the Iron Palm Gang have some reputation around their respective sects, they are ultimately just third-rate forces. They don't have the strength or the channels to know about these things."

"That's true. The purpose of the Burial Path is Sun Lang's treasure vault, so naturally the fewer people in the martial arts world who know about it, the better."

Wu Cheng nodded. "That means someone has already infiltrated, but it should be a third-party force."

The Burial Path completely looked down on Shen Tianba and simply crushed him. They even gave him advance notice of when they would come to take his life, which gave Shen Tianba the opportunity to prepare a countermeasure.

It's impossible for the Wentian Sect to do that either, since Bai Suying came alone, and the Wentian Sect wouldn't stoop to such a thing.

If a prestigious sect were to do such a thing, it would certainly do it in private; there's no reason for them to expose Bai Suying, the young sect leader, to the public eye.

"It seems someone else has their eye on Sun Lang's treasure vault, but their strength is ultimately insufficient; otherwise, there would be no need for them to infiltrate and gather information before acting in secret." Wu Cheng couldn't help but laugh. "It's truly a complete mess."

Qingque asked softly, "Your Highness, do you wish to possess Sun Lang's treasure vault?"

If Your Highness desires it, she will risk her life to help you obtain it.

"There's no need. 'A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.' We can't move that thing, and it'll only attract unwanted attention. It's not worth it." Wu Cheng shook his head. "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. After meeting his daughter tomorrow, we'll make an excuse and leave."

After a pause, Wu Cheng smiled and poured himself a cup of tea. "If he doesn't agree... then there's no need to wait for Zangshengdao to come."

After chatting for a while, Qingque went back to her room, and Wu Cheng also blew out the lamp and went to bed to rest.

As the night wore on, Wu Cheng's breathing gradually became longer and more even.

Without anyone noticing, his room window opened silently and then closed again, as if it had been blown open and closed by the wind.

A shadow was already standing in front of his bed.

The figure looked down at his face for a long, long time... then slowly bent down, his face less than three inches away from his, their breaths hitting each other's faces.

But even though it's only a few inches away, it feels like we're worlds apart.

Before Wu Cheng knew it, a tear slid down his cheek, and the figure had vanished without a trace.

"Wu Cheng...you're so cruel...why did you abandon me alone...you can't escape this time, but it's not time yet..."