Nangong Xiaoyun endured the pain and staggered to her feet.
"Since I'm capturing your soul, why wouldn't I be prepared against you?"
"This is the soul treasure left by Jiang Fan at the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion. A few days ago, I borrowed it from the Pavilion Master."
This was precisely the soul black knife that Jiang Fan seized from Xuanxing during the chaos caused by the Daoist Leader of Sanqing Mountain alongside two protectors at the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.
He himself possesses the Soul Secret Technique, so he left the black knife at the sect.
Now, it has come in handy.
"Jiang Fan, again!"
Chen Jing shouted in bitter resentment, "Was your rolling on the ground and pretending to be in pain also a way to buy time?"
He couldn't believe how this naive and kind-hearted silly sister could become so clever.
Even he fell for it!
Nangong Xiaoyun raised the black knife again and said comfortingly:
"I've seen pigs run even if I've never eaten pork."
