Hearing Lin Fan's words, Xing Xiangrong nodded: "Have our plan succeeded?"

"That's right, Jiao Jianye, Huo Wei, and Tao Heng have been killed and died at Zuo Qiujin's hands." Lin Fan said.

When Xing Xiangrong heard this, he took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Lin is amazing. I have been lurking in Yanjing for so many years and have not made much progress. Unexpectedly, you took action one after another and succeeded repeatedly. My nephew admired me!"

"Okay, remember, after the news spreads, pay attention to the movements of the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak." Lin Fan paused and said, "If there is no movement, you can send someone to dress up as the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak, go to the Bafang Pavilion to stalk, pretend to inquire about information, and remember to have more people."

Xing Xiangrong is doing intelligence work. When he heard this, he narrowed his eyes: "Does Uncle Master want to make Bafang Pavilion think that Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixuefeng are going to attack them?"

"That's right." Lin Fan nodded.

Xing Xiangrong said: "Don't worry, there are people in Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak. Since it is my job, then do the whole thing. Leave it to me to do it, so make sure to satisfy my uncle."

Lin Fan smiled and nodded, "I don't worry if you do your business."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Xing Xiangrong wanted to send Lin Fan out in person, but Lin Fan stopped him and said that it was not good to see too many people.

Li Changan was still staying outside the gambling house, and he was not very interested in Lin Fan's things.

After Lin Fan walked out of the gambling house, he rode his horse with Li Changan and rushed to the direction of his home.

On the way, Lin Fan looked at Li Changan and asked, "Old Li, how are you staying in the Wushuang Sword Sect?"

Li Changan smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about? What are you thinking about?"

"That's true." Lin Fan said in a low voice: "Are you interested in changing jobs?"

"Jumping job?" Li Changan frowned.

Lin Fan whispered: "Go to Bafang Pavilion to do business."

Li Changan rolled his eyes: "What did I do when I ran to Bafang Pavilion?"

Lin Fan said, "What if I go to Bafang Pavilion to be the deputy pavilion leader?"

Li Changan naturally didn’t believe that if Lin Fan joins in a huge force like Bafang Pavilion, can he become the deputy chief of the Pavilion?

Li Changan: "With your cultivation level, it's very difficult to become an elder in Bafang Pavilion. You still want to be the deputy chief of the Pavilion."

Lin Fan said: "In this world, there are many things that do not necessarily require fists to solve problems, they require brains."

Li Changan gave him a blank look: "If you can become the deputy head of Bafang Pavilion, I will go, okay?"

Lin Fan saw that his face was full of disbelief, and he said, "A gentleman's word is as good as a horse! Whoever is lying, who will be a puppy?"

Li Changan said lightly: "Don't worry, I, Li Changan, have a word that is as good as possible. You should become the deputy pavilion master first."

...

In the Wushuang Sword Sect.

Sikongsu sat above, and many elders sat together.

Of course they are discussing about Bafang Pavilion.

Sikong Su said lightly: "There are rumors outside that Zuo Qiujin was seriously injured. Now, there are only five powerful people in the Earth Fairyland left in their Bafang Pavilion."

Listening to Sikongsu's words, the elders below peered at each other.

One of the elders of Wu Guanghuang said, "Sect Master, I have heard of this, I don't know whether it is true or not."

The elder Lejian said, "Sect Master, according to my opinion, we might as well send some spies to find out the truth? If it is true, this is a God-given opportunity. As long as we contact Feixue Peak, we will conquer Bafang Pavilion in one breath..."

Sikongsu also narrowed his eyes.

Wu Guanglun frowned and said, "Now Qi is eyeing him. If we still have a civil war, wouldn't we betray the Qi State?"

Lejian laughed and said, "Elder Wu is too worried. Even if Qi attacks a large scale and cultivators fight, our unparalleled sword breaks and Feixue Peak will be enough to resist. What's more, we can only kill Zuo Qiujin. As long as we kill Zuo Qiujin, I believe that the elders of Bafang Pavilion will not fight to the death. If they surrender to us, they will not lose much."

Sikong Su said: "This is not a trivial matter. Once a war starts, I'm afraid it will be a death-death battle."

Le Jian persuaded: "Sect Master, such a good opportunity, let alone attack. Let's send spies to see the situation first, and we won't lose anything."

Listening to Lejian's words, Sikong Su nodded slightly. He was actually a little hesitant, but he nodded and agreed: "Send his disciples to the Bafang Pavilion to see what's going on."

At the same time, the situation on Feixue Peak is similar.

An elder strongly advocated sending spies to see if they were true or false.

Suddenly, many spies appeared near Bafang Pavilion, and they were obviously from the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak, without any concealment.

In the Bafang Pavilion, Zuo Qiu walked in and back and forth, his face full of anxiety.

He originally wanted to temporarily suppress the deaths of Jiao Jianye and the other two, and try not to be known by Feixuefeng and Wushuang Sword Sect.

But maybe it was too much of a mess at that time, but it was discovered by the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixuefeng.

There are even rumors that he was seriously injured, and he also walked outside openly for several rounds.

But it still has no effect, and the rumors are still fermenting.

There are even rumors that the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak are already secretly preparing to attack them.

Zuo Qiujin was naturally impatient.

On weekdays, the three major factions of Yan State have a role in checks and balances.

Although in terms of strength, the Wushuang Sword Sect is slightly higher than Feixue Peak and Bafang Pavilion, it is also limited.

Overall, the gap is not too big to exaggeration.

That is why we can have the effect of checking and balancing each other.

But now, there are only five masters from the Earth Fairyland left in their Bafang Pavilion.

The effect of checks and balances has been lost.

"President." Elder Jiang Hongwen walked in with a rather ugly face and said, "There are more and more spies from the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak outside. What do you think?"

"It's too much!" Zuo Qiujin gritted his teeth and said, "Does these two families have to force me to fight with them?"

"Why would the head of the sect go out and show off his skills and break the rumors of serious injuries?" Jiang Hongwen asked.

Zuo Qiujin waved his hand: "If these two families really want to deal with us, they won't care whether I'm seriously injured."

Zuo Qiujin was quite anxious. The hundreds of years of inheritance of Bafang Pavilion could not be destroyed in his own hands.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of that boy Lin Fan.

If the situation in front of us continues to deteriorate, I am afraid that it will really not be able to stop.

He made a walk back and forth and said, "I'll go to Yanjing."

Afterwards, Zuo Qiujin did not hesitate and cast spells directly, broke through the air, and flew towards Yanjing. Soon, he came to Lin Fan's home.
Chapter completed!