Crow Immortal: I Can Duplicate Infinite Resources

Chapter 203: All Obey Feiyan

“Important matters? You?”

Yuan Shengjiao eyed Lu Yun with profound skepticism. “What important matters could you possibly have, other than napping?”

“Really! It’s true!” Lu Yun wailed, flailing as she twisted his ear. “Senior Sister, let go! My ear is going to rip! Would I dare use Master’s name to lie?”

Yuan Shengjiao paused. That was a fair point. Lu Yun was lazy, but he wasn’t suicidal.

She released him and dissolved the paralytic poison. “Talk.”

“Not here,” Lu Yun grumbled, rubbing his throbbing ear. “We need to see Master. And Han Yu. It concerns him.”

“Fine.” Yuan Shengjiao glared at him. “But if you’re wasting our time, I’ll use a poison that makes you itch for a week.”

They returned to the front courtyard. Han Yu was just finishing his session, chatting with a few disciples. Qi Feiyan was nowhere to be seen.

Yuan Shengjiao waved him over. “Han Yu. Lu Yun says he has urgent intel involving you. We’re going to see Elder Wen.”

Han Yu raised an eyebrow at Lu Yun.

Lu Yun nodded vigorously. “It’s weird. Really weird. You need to hear this.”

Han Yu sensed the gravity beneath Lu Yun’s usual buffoonery. He called over Tian Ziyue, the deacon on duty, and whispered instructions to inform Elder Lü as well.

A short while later, the group landed in Elder Wen’s courtyard. Elder Lü arrived almost simultaneously on his flying boat.

Elder Yan stepped out from the main house, looking displeased. “What is this commotion? Junior Sister Wen is focusing on the Mystic Spirit Ginseng. She needs quiet.”

“My disciple has intelligence concerning a potential spy,” Elder Lü said grimly. “It involves Han Yu.”

Elder Yan’s expression tightened. He raised a hand, and a barrier of Spiritual Energy enveloped the courtyard, sealing it against eavesdroppers. “Speak.”

Lu Yun stepped forward, bowing nervously.

“Today, I encountered the new disciple, Qi Feiyan…”

He recounted the entire bizarre interaction: her feigned vulnerability, her attempts to stoke his jealousy against Han Yu, and her sudden loss of interest when he didn’t bite.

“It was too scripted,” Lu Yun concluded. “She wasn’t just venting. She was fishing. She thought I would be an easy target because of my rivalry with Han Yu. When I didn’t play along, she dropped the act instantly.”

“A spy,” Elder Yan murmured, his eyes cold. “Trying to turn our disciples against each other. It smells of the Little Sky Net Sect.”

“So they really are targeting Han Yu,” Elder Lü said with a dark chuckle. “I inspected her personally and found nothing. She must have a high-level disguise method.”

“Or,” Elder Yan said slowly, “she is not a Qi Refining disciple at all.”

The air in the courtyard grew heavy.

“If she can fool a Foundation Establishment inspection,” Elder Yan continued, “she might be using a treasure… or she is a Golden Core cultivator suppressing her cultivation.”

“We cannot take risks,” Elder Lü said. “I will summon the Sect Leader.”

The response was swift and overwhelming.

Sect Leader Qi arrived within minutes. Elder Mu was left to guard the main peak, while Qi, Yan, and Lü formed a three-man Golden Core strike team. They didn’t bring the juniors; if Qi Feiyan was truly a high-level threat, Han Yu and the others would just be collateral damage.

The three Elders flew to the Spirit Field Department under high-level concealment.

Their Divine Senses swept the area.

In the main office, Li Yunxia was playing with little Ji Qingling.

In the side room, Qi Feiyan was chatting with Hua Qi, her smile radiant and innocent.

Sect Leader Qi’s voice echoed in Li Yunxia’s mind.

“Li Yunxia. This is the Sect Leader. Take the child and leave the building immediately. Do not panic. Do not look back. We are capturing a spy.”

Li Yunxia stiffened for a fraction of a second. Then, with admirable composure, she smiled at the little girl. “Qingling, let’s go outside and watch the technique practice, okay?”

“Okay!” The child cheered.

They walked out.

Simultaneously, Elder Yan contacted Hua Qi.

“Hua Qi. Find an excuse to leave the room. Qi Feiyan is a spy. Move now.”

Hua Qi froze. He looked at the beautiful woman smiling at him, his heart torn between disbelief and duty.

“Senior Brother?” Qi Feiyan tilted her head. “What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“N-nothing,” Hua Qi stammered, standing up. “I… I just remembered something. I need to talk to Senior Sister Li.”

“What is it?” Qi Feiyan stood up too, linking her arm through his. Her touch was warm, her scent intoxicating.

“Just… sect business,” Hua Qi said, trying to pull away gently.

“Is there something you can’t tell me?” Qi Feiyan asked softly, her eyes widening with hurt. “Don’t you trust me? That makes Feiyan sad…”

Hua Qi wavered. Is she really a spy? She saved my life…

But the Elder’s command was absolute. “I… I’ll be right back.”

Qi Feiyan stared at him for a moment. Then, she sighed.

“Ah.”

Her demeanor shifted. The shyness vanished, replaced by a cold, mocking boredom.

“I worked so hard to deceive you,” she said, her voice changing pitch—no longer a girl’s, but something resonant and enchanting, like a siren’s song. “And yet, you still choose the sect over me. How can I not be sad?”

She leaned in, her eyes flashing a brilliant, unnatural peach-pink.

“Can’t you just obediently listen to Feiyan? Can’t you just let me use you until you die?”

Hua Qi looked into those eyes.

Zap.

It felt like a lightning bolt hit his soul. His will crumbled instantly. His eyes glazed over, the light of consciousness fading into a dull, obedient gray.

“Yes,” Hua Qi droned, his voice flat. “I will listen to Feiyan.”

“Good boy.” Qi Feiyan patted his cheek, smiling like a master praising a well-trained dog.

She looked up at the ceiling, her gaze piercing through the roof to lock onto the three powerful auras hovering above.

“Gentlemen of Wanchun Valley,” she called out, her voice sweet and carrying a terrifying confidence. “You can come in now. The show is starting.”