"You— You—" Naturally, even Fang Ling'er was speechless. Fang Yu was known as the pure disciple of the Sect Master. How could she sleep with an unknown cultivator? "You—"

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Fang Yu asked, frowning. "It's already so late… why…" her gaze turned towards her tent. Slowly, her expressions change. "Who would dare attack my tent?"

Because of Fang Yu's words, everyone who originally came here and saw Xiawen Dong lying in his own pool of blood, recalled why they tried to call out Fang Yu. Under their gaze, Fang Yu marched towards her tent, Mo Li following behind her.

"Who—" Seeing the blood inside, Fang Yu's face darkened. "What happened here?"

"Elder Fang… there was a big explosion. Maybe the two of you didn't hear it because…" a Disciple stuttered as he eyed Mo Li. "But— But when we came here Master Xiawen Dong was already like this. So�� we thought…" the disciple lowered his head.

"Really?" She feigned surprise before looking at everyone. "Someone must have been targeting me but since I… ehem… since I decided not to sleep in my own tent, they laid a trap instead!" Her gaze turned solemn. "Investigate! No one is allowed to leave this mountain until we find the culprit!"

"Yes, Elder!" One of the Eight Palms Sect disciples said.

"I will immediately send a message to my master." Fang Yu turned towards Fang Ling'er. "You should send a message towards your own Sect Master and inform him of this matter! Someone wanted to kill me. And since this Xiawen Dong came inside my tent unannounced, he accidentally triggered the trap!" With just a few words, Fang Yu immediately emphasized that Xiawen Dong came into her tent without any consent but with ill intent.

Hearing this, Fang Ling'er could only nod at Fang Yu's imposing words. As an Elder, Fang Yu was not only higher than all of them. Her cultivation was also higher than most people here. Moreover, the one who was hurt was her husband. She had no time to argue with Fang Yu! "We will find out the truth soon!" Fang Ling'er said as he looked at her sister concubines. All of them instructed someone to bring Xiawen Dong's injured body to their healer.

When they disappeared, Fang Yu immediately put a wave of false anger on her face. She approached her tent and touched the now ruined bed. "Someone!" Almost immediately a man wearing a purple robe approached her. "Elder Yan!" Fang Yu immediately greeted the Elder from another Sect. "Please examine the smell of the explosion. This… This is something that I am not very familiar with."

The old man with long black hair nodded and asked another person to examine it with him. These two people came from another Sect so it would be good for them to investigate the matter instead of Fang Yu.

"Indeed… this is an unfamiliar smell. Moreover, I didn't detect any Qi from the explosion." One Elder said. Hearing this, Mo Li eyed Fang Yu for a few seconds, curiosity soon swirled in his orbs.

"Let me." Just like the others, the smell was indeed unfamiliar to him. He frowned. He was sure that it was Fang Yu who set up this trap. However… what kind of explosion could damage a cultivator's body like that? He had seen Xiawen Dong completely lose his consciousness, his hand seemed to have also been so damaged, all of his flesh was blasted by the explosion.

Suspicion flashed in his eyes. What could this mean? When did Fang Yu have something that could damage someone with a high cultivation like Xiawen Dong?

What he didn't know was the fact that Fang Yu was currently grumbling inside. She had expected that once the grenade would explode, it would be enough to kill Xiawen Dong. It seems that she had underestimated the power of Qi. Xiawen Dong was only fatally injured. His hands might be cut off but he was not yet dead! That man didn't die!

Her face turned even gloomy, the crease in between her brows deepened. She couldn't let that man continue to live! Of course, people who saw her reaction only thought that she was angry at the fact that someone was trying to kill her!

"I have never smelled something like this before!" Slowly, the other Elders from the other Sect also approached and looked at the current scene. Everything inside the tent was ruined, the bed and furniture were in tatters. If Fang Yu was here… she would have received some fatal injuries too! This made the bystanders serious. Who would have thought that someone would want to try and kill Fang Yu?

Moreover, the assassination technique was actually so high that not even Xiawen Dong noticed its presence? Every Elder from the other Sect immediately sent out news to their Sect Master about this matter! The person who tried to assassinate Fang Yu needed to be found! This person was too dangerous!

Of course, the news was all about the attempted assassination, and not one of them talked about Xiawen Dong. After a day of investigation, many people from various sects arrived to check out the unusual method of assassination! They wanted to familiarize themselves and hope to avoid such aura in the future.

Meanwhile, the culprit Fang Yu was elegantly having tea with the dark-faced Mo Li.

"You are truly evil." Mo Li grunted. Even he was surprised that Fang Yu would use such a method to deal with Xiawen Dong.

"I am not sure if I should take that as a compliment or… as an insult." She laughed as she finished her tea and stood from her seat. "Elder Mo… I am really tired. I will first go to my new tent and…" her words were interrupted when Mo Li suddenly approached her. His hand held her wrist.

"After what you did last night… you are still thinking that you could leave this tent?" He gave her a sinister smile as he pulled her closer to him. "Think again." He said before his lips plunged into hers.

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