Chapter 170
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Chapter 170: Ji Wanrong
Headless corpses lay scattered on the ground.
Just moments ago, they had been vibrant lives; now, they were nothing but cold remains.
The loose cultivators who had been watching the scene were so terrified that their souls nearly fled their bodies.
They hastily retreated into their stone fortresses, too frightened to show their faces again.
Though many loose cultivators were rebellious by nature and did not hold their lives in high regard,
none wished to die in such a humiliating manner, like those whose heads had been severed!
Streaks of light descended from the sky.
They were over a dozen young cultivators, each riding a flying artifact. The men were dashing and refined, while the women were radiant and enchanting, all exuding an air of extraordinary grace.
Among them was a female cultivator clad in a light blue robe, her long hair tied in a bun, wielding the Flowing Cloud Sword.
She descended on auspicious clouds, landing gracefully beside the handsome boy.
The others followed, one by one, touching down on the ground.
Seeing this, Wang Chen immediately halted and slipped behind a nearby stone house.
Xie Yao, Zhao Huai’an, Xiao Hongyi, Lin Feng, Ye Junhao, Qin Ge…
He recognized at least six or seven of the Top Ten Disciples at a glance!
These true disciples of the Yunyang Sect had unexpectedly appeared in Huangni Village; news of their arrival would surely make headlines!
Wang Chen noticed that several true disciples surrounded Xie Yao like stars encircling the moon.
It was Xie Yao’s flying sword that had just beheaded five loose cultivators.
Her sword technique reminded Wang Chen of Mu Qingqiu, renowned as the "First Sword of Tianyun"!
He watched as this leading female sword cultivator of the Seven Talents of Tianyun playfully tugged on the handsome boy’s ear, smiling as she said, “I just emerged from closed-door cultivation and heard you sneaked off to Sunset Peak. Have you become so disobedient?”
“Big sister~”
The handsome boy was on the verge of tears: “I’m sorry.”
Xie Yao released his ear, sighed, and said, “Do you know how worried your mother is? If something were to happen to you, like being bullied as you were just now, how heartbroken would she be?”
“You even disguised yourself; you’ve truly grown bold.”
The handsome boy covered his face: “I won’t do it again!”
“It’s good that you recognize your mistake.”
Xie Yao summoned a flying artifact: “Now come back with me. Stay home and focus on your cultivation. When you reach the same level as me and break through to open a house, you’ll have plenty of time to play.”
The handsome boy was stunned: “Sister, you’ve broken through to open a house?”
Xie Yao smiled faintly, her sudden radiance causing the hearts of all the surrounding talents to flutter.
“Yes, I have now reached the Purple Palace!”
“Ah!”
The handsome boy exclaimed, clutching her sleeve tightly: “Sister, you’re incredible!”
Xie Yao rolled her eyes at him: “Stop talking nonsense; this place is too filthy. Let’s leave quickly.”
The group arrived in haste and departed even faster, soaring straight into the sky in an instant.
Before the handsome boy boarded the flying artifact and departed, he glanced around.
He had distinctly heard a familiar voice moments ago.
Yet, he found no one.
With a hint of confusion, the handsome boy and Xie Yao disappeared into the clouds above!
After a brief moment, Wang Chen finally emerged from his hiding spot.
Xie Yao had actually broken through to open a house!
This was truly big news; there likely wasn’t a younger Purple Palace master in the entire Yunyang Sect.
As he pondered this, figures suddenly sprang forth from a nearby stone fortress.
They fiercely scrambled over the belongings of the corpses.
The clamor of shouting and cursing filled the air, creating a scene of utter chaos!
Woo—
At that moment, a deep horn sound reached Wang Chen’s ears.
It was the Yunyang flying ship, hovering high in the sky, summoning all its disciples.
This war machine was about to embark on a new journey!
…
A gust of wind swept through, lifting the blood-soaked dust from the ground.
Several corpses had already vanished, and even the heads had been taken by someone unknown.
A woman clad in splendid garments quietly appeared in Huangni Village.
Her beauty was breathtaking, with naturally enchanting phoenix eyes, skin as white as snow, and a graceful figure. Her every movement exuded an irresistible charm, starkly contrasting the squalid surroundings!
She glanced up at the direction from which the Yunyang flying ship had just departed, a faint sneer crossing her delicate face.
“The Yunyang Sect truly flaunts its might.”
She scanned her surroundings, frowned, and her phoenix eyes flashed with irritation: “They’ve even scared off that old ghost!”
This stunningly beautiful woman seemed utterly oblivious to the greedy, prying eyes watching her from the stone fortresses nearby!
Soon, several loose cultivators could no longer restrain themselves and rushed out to encircle her.
A burly cultivator licked his lips and asked with a grin, “Miss, who are you looking for? Just tell us, and we’ll help you!”
The earlier purge by the Yunyang Sect had left them all terrified, fearing they might suffer unintended consequences.
But now, faced with such a captivating beauty, their courage surged back!
They exchanged knowing glances, their intentions unspoken.
Confronted by a group of loose cultivators with malicious intent, the woman in splendid garments showed no fear. Instead, she cast a flirtatious glance their way: “Want to help me? One would suffice; how would you all share?”
The burly cultivator’s expression immediately darkened.
He glanced at his companions, his eyes brimming with ferocity.
In a sudden motion, he unsheathed his weapon and struck the nearest loose cultivator with a brutal force.
The unsuspecting man was cleaved in two on the spot!
Thus began a savage and merciless slaughter.
The loose cultivators, who had just gathered hoping to claim a share of the spoils, were all dragged into the fray.
Their eyes glowed crimson, like frenzied beasts!
Meanwhile, the woman in splendid garments, who had incited them to turn on each other, stood by, smiling and occasionally clapping her hands.
As if she were watching a circus act!
Yet, after only a brief moment, she grew bored and turned to leave.
“Hmm?”
The woman in splendid garments suddenly halted, her gaze fixed on a stone fortress about ten paces away.
The door was slightly ajar, and a little girl, around six or seven years old, peered out from behind it.
The woman felt a sudden impulse and quickly approached.
The little girl stared intently at her, her large, dark eyes reflecting the woman’s elegant figure.
The woman stood at the door and smiled warmly, asking, “Little guy, what’s your name?”
The little girl pursed her lips and replied, “I… I’m Ji Wanrong.”
“What a beautiful name.”
The woman found herself growing fonder of the child by the second.
She was almost tempted to whisk her away on the spot: “Would you like to become my disciple?”
Ji Wanrong tilted her head thoughtfully: “If I become your disciple, can I kill people?”
The woman was momentarily taken aback: “Who do you want to kill?”
“A bad person!”
Ji Wanrong clenched her teeth: “I want to kill him!”
“That’s simple.”
The woman gestured toward the loose cultivators still locked in combat and said with a smile, “Once you receive my true teachings, a single word from you will make those wretched men fight to the death without you even lifting a finger!”
Ji Wanrong immediately dropped to her knees and kowtowed three times with a resounding *dong, dong, dong*: “Master!”
Her voice was clear and bright.
The woman burst into laughter, her joy so overwhelming that tears nearly spilled from her eyes.
“Good disciple, good disciple!”
“Remember your master’s name—I am Mu Qingqing.”
“Mu Qingqing of the Harmony Sect!”
