Chapter 13695: The True Identity of the Star Picking Tower Master

"If it's not in the Zhaixing Tower, it's in Lingxiao's hands!" Qin Xianglan said coldly, her tone firm, as if she was completely sure of her judgment.

"It's impossible for him to be anywhere else. Ling Xiao has been moving in a mysterious way, and his strength should not be underestimated. He may have obtained the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword." Her words were like an icy blade, cutting through the dull air in the wilderness.

"That's right! That will just solve the problem of Zhaixing Tower and Lingxiao. I don't believe that Ming Xingjue will stay in Zhaixing Tower forever. As long as we find the right time, we will definitely get what we want."

Upon hearing this, the high priest's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He nodded slightly and began to plan his next move in his mind, as if he saw the scene of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword about to fall into his hands.

……

Star-picking tower city.

The Tyrant Empire welcomed an uninvited guest.

"Greetings, Master of Zhaixing Tower!" Ling Xiao was dressed in a black robe, with an upright posture. He looked calmly at the woman in black in front of him, bowed, and his voice was neither humble nor arrogant, echoing in this slightly empty room.

The name of the Star Picking Tower Master is now well-known in the Dazhen Dynasty. Her deeds of killing people everywhere have long become the topic of conversation after dinner. Everyone knows it. However, Ming Xingjue, who once worked side by side with the Star Picking Tower Master, is now missing.

Ming Xingjue, that was the truly terrifying existence, with unfathomable strength, as if he could tear the world apart with his bare hands. However, as if he was rejected by this world, he disappeared without a trace, just like the four mysterious women in the Lingxiao Magic Needle space, although they were hidden in it, they still exuded a chilling aura.

The Star Picking Tower Master's eyes were like lightning, quickly sweeping over Jiang Yuyan, Xiao Lianzhu and others who were sitting beside him. Then, he opened his thin lips slightly, and said in a calm but unquestionable tone: "I want to talk to him, you guys should leave."

After she finished speaking, the room fell into a strange silence. Instead of getting up and leaving as she wished, everyone stared at the uninvited guest with vigilance and worry in their eyes.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao raised his lips slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and said softly: "You guys get out of the way. If this Zhaixing Tower owner really wanted to kill me, with her methods, she would have done it long ago. Why would she wait until now? Don't worry, I know what I am doing."

His voice was steady and powerful, with a magical power that made people feel at ease. After hearing these words, Jiang Yuyan and the others were unwilling to give in, but they could only slowly stand up, look back every few steps and leave the room, and the door slowly closed behind them.

"Please take a seat!" Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, indicating the owner of Zhaixing Tower to sit down.

The owner of Zhaixing Tower did not appreciate it. Her posture was still as straight as a pine tree. She stared at Ling Xiao, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said softly: "You are quite courageous. You killed my people in Zhaixing Tower. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you too?"

The voice was soft, but it seemed to carry a real sense of oppression, like a sharp blade, pressing straight into Ling Xiao's throat.

"If you want to kill me, I would have killed him long ago. If you want to kill me, you can do it. I'm here, don't be polite!" Ling Xiao's face was calm and his tone was firm, but his heart was like the undercurrent under the lake, with waves rising and falling. He knew in his heart that the calmer he acted at this moment, the less likely this shrewd Star Picking Tower owner would dare to act rashly.

The Star Picking Tower Master was able to gain such a great reputation in the Great Town Dynasty. He was definitely not a reckless person. He must have guessed that he had something to rely on. In fact, Ling Xiao did hold a trump card, which was his confidence, so he could face it so calmly and without fear.

"Forget it, I won't scare you anymore!" The owner of Zhaixing Tower sighed lightly, with a barely perceptible hint of fatigue and relief in his voice.

She raised her slender but powerful hands, and slowly and hesitantly, she slowly untied the black robe that covered her face. The black robe was like a mysterious curtain, sliding down little by little as she moved.

Half of her beautiful face was instantly exposed to the air, like the most beautiful flower blooming in spring, her skin was as white and delicate as snow, her eyes were as clear and bright as autumn water, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, her lips were like cherries, and every contour was like a carefully carved work of art, exuding a breathtaking charm.

However, in sharp contrast, the other half of the face was extremely hideous.

The skin looked like it had been burned by a raging fire and then corroded by a strong acid, presenting a twisted state of rotten flesh. There was not a trace of intact skin. On the uneven surface, some traces of wriggling could be faintly seen, as if countless tiny creatures were struggling in it.

"Qian Feng!" Ling Xiao's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and he couldn't help blurting out. Even though the person in front of him only had half of her face intact, he still recognized her instantly based on his past with Qian Feng and the deep familiarity with her.

Deep in his memory, Qian Feng was the famous empress of the Demon-Suppressing Palace. She was graceful and ruthless, and left countless amazing legends in the Dazhen Dynasty.

But Qian Feng had clearly died in that earth-shattering battle and disappeared into the vast universe. How come she appeared here now?
"You have indeed seen her!" The woman shook her head slightly, with a hint of loneliness in her movement.

She sighed softly and said in a low voice: "I am not Qian Feng, but just her clone who was killed.

She hated the feelings that grew in this clone, thinking it was a sign of weakness, so she ruthlessly cut me off, like discarding a piece of worn-out clothing, throwing it outside to fend for itself.

Perhaps it was God’s mercy that I was lucky enough to be saved by the previous generation’s Star Picking Tower Master when I was on the verge of death, which is why I was able to survive and live to this day.”

As she spoke, a complex light flashed in her eyes, a mixture of resentment for her past experiences and gratitude towards her savior.

"Then your face..." Ling Xiao frowned slightly, his lips moved, and he hesitated to speak. He knew in his heart that this topic might be extremely sensitive and should not be mentioned lightly. After all, the miserable state of the woman's face in front of him was obviously a painful memory.

However, the other party was not as angry as he worried.

The woman looked at Ling Xiao deeply, with a trace of calmness in her eyes, and then slowly said: "My face is caused by cultivation. At the beginning, I was eager for success and tried to improve my strength in a short period of time to protect the Zhaixing Tower.

During an attempt to break through my limits in training, I accidentally went insane and lost control of my power, which led to my current state. But there is nothing I can do. If my strength cannot be improved quickly, the Star Picking Tower will be destroyed by those covetous forces. "

There was a hint of determination in her voice, as if she was talking about a past that she had long since let go of but was still deeply engraved in her heart. (End of this chapter)