HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
3 - The Person Who is Fearful

The news of the massacre at Long Yan's Shop instantly spread like a dart. Even the two Heaven Pagoda Sect disciples who were currently walking around the scene instantly returned to their sect and spread this news.

Actually in the last three months, there have been four events that can be said to be similar. First was the massacre of a family of wealthy merchants that was only revealed when three days had passed.

Second, was the massacre of one of the newly discovered White Stream Intermediate Parties when three senior students of the party returned home from the mission. Third, it was the massacre of a village about 50 meters away from the party, then the last was Long Yan's Shop.

The Earth Stake Party that was famous for their principle as the 'Balance Guard' in the Central Continent even had difficulty uncovering what the perpetrators actually wanted from this massacre and who was the mastermind. It was just that they had long suspected one person.

A person who was currently in the outer courtyard of the Sky Pagoda Sect and was seen sitting gracefully while playing his White Jade Flute.

His eyes were closed, he played the flute with great passion. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, he had a smooth face, looked bright and was like a beautiful jade sculpture.

The man had long, unraveled black hair, somewhat wavy with a long red ribbon tying some of his hair. He wears three layers of clothing. The deepest part is white, then red and lastly is a large black robe with a knitted red rose.

The blowing wind slightly toyed with the hair, ribbons and robes of the 23-year-old. His calm and solemn face was greatly inversely proportional to every tone that came out of his White Jade Flute.

"I'm not strong anymore.."

"When is he going to arrest us..?"

"I almost died.."

There were countless moans coming from the hearts of the 30 outer disciples of the Sky Pagoda Sect. They were currently sitting in front of the black-robed young man without being able to move. Their faces were all pale, sweat was pouring down and their eardrums were tormented by the sound of this strangled donkey-like flute.

The young man who was so dazzling in front of them was none other than the son-in-law of the Grand Elder of the Sky-Ling Pagoda Sect Chu Zhen. The figure who had just come from the Northern Continent and instantly caught them to be a listener of that extremely bad flute sound.

"When will this stop..?! I can't even move my hands to cover my ears..!"

"Oh my God, what mistake did I make in my previous life to have to suffer this cruel suffering..?!"

"PLEase..! Anyone help us..!"

The disciples were crying and kept screaming in their hearts. They were really unlucky for forgetting the schedule of the return of the black-robed young man. Some of the disciples actually remembered, but they were late in hiding.

When the students felt like they were going to have permanent hearing loss, suddenly the sound of a flute like a pinned donkey began to stop. There was a soft sound of breathing and the eyes of the black-robed young man slowly opened.

"Heah.. It's soothing.."

"SOOT YOUR BUTT..?!" the disciples, mostly in their teens, shouted in their hearts.

Their bodies were finally able to move, yet before being able to breathe a sigh of relief-their bodies stiffened back.

"Okay, let's repeat it again.."

"NO..!!"

"Young Master Xiao..!" an exclamation rang out and stopped the actions of the black-robed young man who was just about to blow his flute back.

There was a 42-year-old man in a white dress with a red wisteria that approached the black-robed young man. He rushed here when he heard that this black-haired young man had come.

"Mn? Uncle Dong Hun? What's up?" the voice of the black-robed young man sounded clear, like a trickle of water. His handsome face and thin smile were dazzling.

This young man was none other than Xiao Shuxiang. The Alchemist Chef whose identity was not only the prince of the Northern Continent, but also the figure who had saved the Eastern Continent and the Middle Continent from the greatest chaos.

The expression on Xiao Shuxiang's face was calm, so innocently innocent with a friendly and friendly smile. It felt as if he had not noticed the suffering he had caused at all.

Ling Dong Hun looked at his pale-faced disciples and asked for help from them through the eyes. He was trying to look calm with this action of the young man before him.

"Young Master Xiao, what are you doing?" Ling Dong Hun tried to refrain from lashing out at Xiao Shuxiang. Really, ever since this young man became part of his family-the Sect of the Sky Pagoda had never been quiet.

"Uncle Dong Hun, I certainly greet my fans. You see? They were so happy because I came back. Right, right?" Xiao Shuxiang revealed his sweetest smile.

He made the disciples of the Sky Pagoda Sect increasingly scream in the heart.

Not a single person was able to make a sound because they were within Xiao Shuxiang's Blood Control Technique. The young man made them unable to move or speak.

Ling Dong Hun's face paled, "Xiao'Er.. Don't you see those half-dead expressions?!" he was already unable to contain himself anymore, "Stop it right now! You just came in and made a fuss,"

"Uncle Dong Hun, do I look so evil? I didn't hurt them at all."

"YOU HURT OUR HEARING..!"

The cry was clearly reflected on the look on the face of each disciple. Xiao Shuxiang had absolutely no intention of taking them off. He was a handsome and dazzling young man, but this kind of acting-loving nature was very detrimental to them.

"Xiao 'Er.."

"Uncle Dong Hun. Rather than you being angry and making the wrinkles on your face increase, you better sit down and listen to my new song. Come on," Xiao Shuxiang grabbed Ling Dong Hun's hand and asked him to sit down.

"Xiao'Er, this action of yours is a delay-"

"Don't refuse, Uncle. While I was still being kind," Xiao Shuxiang immediately cut off Ling Dong Hun's words and sat the old man in the front row. He returned to his seat and looked so happy.

Although he was old and was one of the Patriarchs in the Sky Pagoda Sect, but Ling Dong Hun's level of practice was below that of Xiao Shuxiang. Not only that, the talent that the black-robed young man possessed was extremely envious.

As a figure with a lot of talent, Xiao Shuxiang should use it all to help people and protect the needy. But let alone doing those-the daily activities of this young man if not making the disciples of the Sky Pagoda Sect as guinea pigs, then it must be the bullies of his brothers who are in the Northern Continent.

"Xiao'Er, wait a minute"

"Uncle, you can talk later. Okay?"

!!

Ling Dong Hun's body could not be moved. If only Xiao Shuxiang was an ordinary cultivator, then he had already twisted the young man's ears and slapped his butt hard. How dare he be forced to listen to this horrible sounding music?!

There was a senior disciple who saw the incident from quite a distance away. He gulped and then rushed to seek help and broadcast the news that Xiao Shuxiang had returned.

Honestly speaking, in the surroundings of the Sky-Pagoda Sect only the words of Ling Chu Zhen, Ling Lang Tian and Ling Qing Zhu would be listened to by that Alchemist Chef. The rest depends on his mood which will comply when he is in a happy condition.

The matter at this moment, both Ling Chu Zhen, Ling Lang Tian and Ling Qing Zhu were nowhere to be found. They were in a meeting and in fact Ling Dong Hun was also originally going there-but instead was detained by Xiao Shuxiang.

"How's this..? Who should I call for help..?" the senior disciple set his foot on one of the tree branches before jumping and treading on the other.

He intended to go to the deepest gate of the Sky Pagoda Sect, the place where the meeting took place despite knowing the risk would definitely be expelled.

It's just that when he shot at medium speed, he accidentally saw a man who was holding a bamboo stick and appeared with two brothers.

?!

He gasped and instantly remembered that the man who always carried the bamboo stick was one of the people close to Xiao Shuxiang. He immediately darted down and set his feet smoothly on the ground.

The man that the senior disciple of the Sky Pagoda Sect saw was none other than the Mad Beggar Boy. The reddish-black-clothed man was seriously listening to the words of the two people in front of him.

The appearance of the Mad Beggar Boy was still the same. She wore makeup full of white powder that covered her face and a blush that made her look laughable. Xiao Shuxiang often referred to her makeup as a hanging ghost.

"... We saw it ourselves. That's what's really going on,"

"really. Besides, the massacre just happened. The corpses in the tavern looked new and strangely the people around the tavern were not aware of this terrible incident,"

The two disciples who spoke were people who had previously been in the Big Dipper City market. They spoke to the Mad Beggar Boy and were not at all bothered by the appearance of the Mad Beggar Boy.

"That's the fourth time in the last three months.." The Mad Beggar boy muttered, he rubbed his chin slowly and seemed to think as a sudden exclamation sounded.

"Young Master, Young Master..!"

The Mad Beggar Boy turned his head and saw that there was a disciple of the Sky Pagoda Sect walking hurriedly towards him.

"What's wrong with you?"

The disciple gasped for breath and tried to catch his breath before then making a sound, "Young Master. Xiao Shuxiang's.. Her.. You have to stop it!"

!!

It was already not a strange thing anymore when he saw the worried expression of the Heavenly Pagoda Sect disciple because of Xiao Shuxiang. The Alchemist Chef was so famous for having already made half of the disciples in this place suffer from trauma.

The Mad Beggar Boy had no idea that Xiao Shuxiang had ever left and had only recently returned. All he knew was that the young man remained in the Sky Pagoda Sect. He himself had just come down the mountain and had come here to meet Ling Chu Zhen.

He had actually not met Ling Lang Tian's father when the two sect disciples approached him and talked about the incident in Long Yan's tavern. Now, a disciple came back with a very worried face.

Crazy Beggar Boy, "You look like a ghost. What did Shuxiang do? Did he catch you again and force-feed you his weird pills?"

"Young Master, this is much worse. He held Patriarch Ling Dong Hun hostage along with my 30 junior disciples and forced them to hear his truly ugly flute voice! You have to stop them before they all get hearing loss."

!?

The Crazy Beggar Boy gasped when his hand was suddenly pulled. He had no choice but to follow this handsome looking man.

The two disciples that the Mad Beggar Boy had left behind did not move from where they stood. It felt like the words from their seniors that just now were like lightning death markers.

"Xiao... Shuxiang.."

"He's... She's back..?"

The faces of the two suddenly paled. They still had not forgotten about the incident of the smelly pill that made the air in the Sky Pagoda Sect polluted. The incident began when Xiao Shuxiang used his homemade pills to help them overcome rats and cockroaches in the food warehouse, the territory of the outer disciples.

"Ten whole days we clean every sect building because of it."

"His homemade pills are indeed effective at killing pests. But a lot of our brothers are puking because of it,"

"I had a fever for three days because of the incident,"

Recalling the incident made the stomachs of the two Heaven Pagoda Sect disciples ache. Xiao Shuxiang was always making surprises and there was absolutely nothing good. Now the young man came back with his annoying behavior.

"This sect is in danger. Let's tell the others to hide immediately. We won't be safe until Miss Ling Qing Zhu finishes the meeting,"

"Well, you're right. Young Master Xiao is hard to stop. He will not hesitate to slash our feet if we are determined to fight. His great Alchemist talent actually makes him able to play with our lives at will,"

"Don't talk anymore, let's go..!"

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