Chapter 1623: Killing the Tiger with a Knife

"I didn't expect that there is such a mysterious bloodline as the Feathered Immortal Vein in this world. Are the Shi family really descendants of immortals?"

Zhao Mu frowned slightly: "But since the owners of the Feathered Immortal Veins usually only live for about a thousand years, how did Shi Xuanji survive until now?"

"By the way, the Wordless Heavenly Book says that Shi Xuanji has mutated feathered immortal veins."

"It seems that something must have happened to Shi Xuanji, so that the original Feathered Immortal Veins mutated, allowing her to live until now."

Zhao Mu stared at Shi Xuanji, who was standing behind the Crown Princess, looking harmless. His eyes were incomprehensible.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that this woman felt inexplicably familiar.

Of course he knew that he had seen this woman before in the Suzaku Kingdom, so he should feel familiar with her.

But this inexplicable feeling of familiarity at this moment is something else.

It was as if through this woman's body he could see another person.

"Has Pindao seen this woman earlier?"

Zhao Mu was confused.

The birthday banquet of the Holy Tree Mingchen ended very late.

After the banquet, the courtiers took their families out of the imperial city and returned to their respective homes.

Zhao Mu became invisible and gathered his breath, so no one could detect his presence.

He just followed the prince's car back to the prince's residence in such a grand manner.

The night was getting darker, and the stars in the sky were covered by dark clouds, making it seem like there was no light at all in the entire sky.

Inside the Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Mu was sitting on a thick tree branch, holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking at the house below with interest.

Through the window, you can see the water vapor in the house, hazy.

That was Shi Xuanji waiting for the princess to take a bath.

Shi Xuanji's attitude was very respectful, as if she was really an ordinary maid.

The Crown Princess, on the other hand, was at ease, enjoying Shi Xuanji's service, and her tone of voice was very majestic when she spoke, as proud as a peacock.

It seems that the princess has no idea that the maid serving beside her is actually a quasi-divine master. Otherwise, no matter how noble her status is, she would not dare to have such an attitude.

After all, quasi-gods are second only to masters in the master realm. They are the most powerful handful of people in the world. They are even the old emperor's holy tree Mingchen, and they must all be treated with courtesy.

After a long time, the princess finished washing and went to bed.

As a personal maid, Shi Xuanji lay fully clothed in the outer room, paying attention to the princess's movements in the inner room at all times.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the entire Prince's Mansion became quiet.

About a moment later, Zhao Mu, who was sitting on a branch of a tree, suddenly opened his eyes: "Is there finally something moving?"

He lowered his head, focused his magic power on his eyes, and saw the situation inside the house directly through the window.

Shi Xuanji, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly got up and got out of bed.

But she did not stand on the ground, but floated into the back room with her feet more than half a foot off the ground.

If a timid mortal saw this scene, he would probably be frightened to death, just like a ghost.

Shi Xuanji came to the bedside in the back room, her expression no longer respectful as before.

She stared at the Crown Princess coldly, waved her hand gently, and a ray of magic power penetrated the Crown Princess's eyebrows, locking her in her sleep and preventing her from waking up until dawn.

"I have been lurking in the Prince's Mansion for such a long time. I hope my pursuit was not in vain. I must find out the truth today."

Shi Xuanji's beautiful eyes were cold, and she suddenly disappeared from the room in a flash.

Shi Xuanji, who thought she was invisible, had no idea that someone had been secretly watching her.

Above a forest a hundred miles away from Holy Tree City, Shi Xuanji's figure appeared out of thin air.

She raised her eyes and stared at the distant sky: "If Daohu returns to the capital from that direction, this forest is the only way for him to pass through. I hope the formation I prepared can successfully trap him."

"It's a pity that the mutated feathered bloodline is too unstable. Although it can improve my chances of adventure, it will also lose control from time to time and suppress my cultivation."

"During this period, my cultivation has been forcibly suppressed to the level of Yinjie. It is really inconvenient to do anything."

"If I can still exert my cultivation to the quasi-god realm, it's just a sword and a tiger, so why bother to set up the formation in advance."

Shi Xuanji sighed helplessly, but she couldn't see a businessman holding a wine gourd standing next to her.

"Will the mutated feathered immortal veins suppress her cultivation?"

Zhao Mu frowned slightly: "It's strange, with my poor eyesight, I didn't notice any abnormalities in her body before."

"It seems that this mutated feathered immortal vein is far more mysterious than imagined. It can actually shield Shi Xuanji's body from prying eyes from the outside world to a certain extent."

"If so, maybe there are other secrets in this woman's body that Pindao has not seen through."

Zhao Mu stared at Shi Xuanji who fell into the forest, and suddenly became very interested in this woman's body.

After a while, a stream of light suddenly shot out from the night sky. It was a burly middle-aged man.

It seems that this person is the Daohu that Shi Xuanji mentioned.

"It's just the calamity realm. If Shi Xuanji's cultivation is not suppressed, he will be able to deal with this person easily."

Zhao Mu said casually.

The sword tiger was extremely fast and flew over the forest in an instant.

Just when he was about to fly over the forest and head to the Holy Tree City.

Suddenly, countless transparent threads in the forest soared into the sky, tightly entangled towards him.

"not good!"

Daohu's face changed drastically, and his powerful magic power swept out, trying to cut all the silk threads.

But the toughness of these silk threads was far beyond Daohu's expectations.

No matter how powerful his magic power was, he couldn't cut even a single silk thread, and only cut some of the silk threads into bends.

"Is this... a formation?"

Daohu's face became extremely ugly.

Because he suddenly realized that the person who attacked him in the forest was definitely not ambushed here temporarily.

Since the other party had set up a formation, and it was such a powerful formation, it meant that the other party had ambushed here a long time ago and must have been well prepared.

In this way, it would be difficult for him to escape today.

Daohu's eyes turned, and he immediately used all his magic power.

But he did not fight back, but looked up to the sky and roared: "I am Daohu, come and save me!"

Driven by the powerful magic power, his voice was like thunder, shaking the whole world.

Obviously, he knew it was difficult to escape, so he wanted to attract people from the Holy Tree City to save him.

But the next moment, Dao Hu was dumbfounded.

Because his voice was less than a mile away, it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Obviously, the people who ambushed him were well prepared and did not give him a chance to find help.

"Damn it!"

Dao Hu was furious and looked at the forest below angrily: "Who on earth wants to kill me? If you have the guts, show up and fight. What's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail?"