The few of the Wen Sect’s disciples within the main hall were alarmed at once. All of them unsheathed their swords. With a wave of Madam Yu’s hand, a brilliant ring of purple light shot out of Zidian. A large portion of the disciples collapsed immediately.
With all her elegance, Madam Yu walked toward Wang LingJiao and looked down on her. Suddenly, she bent down and grabbed Wang LingJiao’s hair. Pulling her up, she gave her another slap of wrath, “How dare you?!”
She had been enduring this for too long. Right now, her face was twisted as she advanced toward Wang LingJiao. Face swollen, Wang LingJiao began to scream. Without holding back at all, Madam Yu gave her another slap, cutting off her ear-piercing scream. She shouted, “You look at its owner before you hit a dog! You barged into my sect, and you want to punish my person in front of my face? What a thing you are, how dare you be so undisciplined?!”
As she finished, she threw Wang LingJiao’s head to the side. Like she considered it dirty, she took out her handkerchief and wiped at her hands. JinZhu and YinZhu stood behind her, faces bearing the same smile of disdain as she bore. Wang LingJiao covered her face with shaking hands, cheeks stained with tears, “How… How dare you do something like this… Neither the QishanWen Sect nor the YingchuanWang Sect will let you go!”
Madam Yu tossed her handkerchief on the ground before kicking her over, cursing, “Shut up! Such a scum of a maid—my MeishanYu Sect has roamed the cultivation world for hundreds of years, and I’ve never heard of some YingchuanWang Sect! Of which gutter did this menial sect crawl out?! Is it full of things like you? You mentioned the superior and the inferior before me? Then let me teach you what superiority and inferiority means! I am the superior, you are the inferior!”
On the side, Jiang Cheng was already in the middle of helping Wei WuXian up. Watching the scene unfold, both of them were shocked speechless.
Chapter 58 – Poisons—Part Three
Translated by K of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Madam Yu looked behind her. JinZhu and YinZhu understood. Both unsheathed a long sword and circled the hall. With fast, merciless moves, they had killed all of the Wen Sect’s disciples within seconds. Wang LingJiao saw that it’d soon be her turn. She threatened with the last of her strength, “You… You think that you can silence me? You think Young Master Wen doesn’t know that I’m here today? You think that he’ll let you go, after he knows about this?!”
YinZhu sneered, “You sound as if he has let us go already.”
Wang LingJiao, “I’m close to Young Master Wen, I’m the closest one! If you dare do anything to me, he’ll…”
Madam Yu gave her another slap. She mocked, “He’ll do what? Cut our hands or our legs off? Or burn down our residence? Or lead thousands of people to raze Lotus Pier to the ground? Build a supervision office?”
JinZhu approached, sword in hand. Wang LingJiao’s eyes were filled with fear. Kicking her legs, she shrunk back as she shrieked, “Somebody! Help! Wen ZhuLiu! Help me!”
Madam Yu’s expression hardened. With one foot on Wang LingJiao’s wrist, she unsheathed her sword. Just as the blade was about to fall, it suddenly bounced away.
Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng turned to look. The doors to the hall had already been blown apart, and a man of a tall physique barged inside. He wore black clothes and had on him a grave expression. It was Wen Chao’s personal guard, a cultivator of very high level, Wen ZhuLiu.
Her sword having fallen, Madam Yu held Zidian across her cheek, “Core-Melting Hand?”
Wen ZhuLiu’s voice was cold, “Violet Spider?”
One of Wang LingJiao’s hands was still under her foot. She felt so much pain that her features looked twisted, tears smeared all over, “Wen ZhuLiu! Wen ZhuLiu! Help me, help me now!”
Madam Yu snorted, “Wen ZhuLiu? Core-Melting Hand, isn’t your original name Zhao ZhuLiu? Your surname clearly wasn’t Wen, but you wanted to change your surname no matter what. Everyone’s rushing like ducklings. Is the surname of those Wen-dogs really that precious? Turning back on your ancestors—how laughable!”
Wen ZhuLiu remained unswayed, seemingly indifferent, “Each serves their own master.”
The two of them had just exchanged a few words, yet Wang LingJiao began to scream again, unable to bear it, “Wen ZhuLiu! Don’t you see what I look like?! Why are you chit-chatting instead of killing her right now?! Is this how Young Master Wen told you to protect me?! Watch out or else I’ll denounce you!”
Madam Yu ground her foot into her arm. Wang LingJiao broke into a wail. Wen ZhuLiu, on the other hand, knit his brows. He was protecting Wen Chao under Wen RuoHan’s orders. He’d never liked Wen Chao’s character to begin with. Yet, there were no worst circumstances, but only worse circumstances. Wen Chao ordered him to come protect Wang LingJiao. The woman was not only shallow and conceited but also cruel at heart, gaining much dislike from him. However, no matter how much he didn’t like her, he couldn’t go against Wen RuoHan and Wen Chao’s orders and kill her. The good thing was that Wang LingJiao loathed him as well. She ordered that he could only follow from a distance, prohibited from appearing in her sight unless she told him to, so that she wouldn’t be as annoyed. Yet, in such a situation, the woman was on the verge of losing her life. If he did nothing, Wen Chao would definitely fly into a rage and refuse to let him go. And if he refused to let him go, then Wen RuoHan wouldn’t leave the matter at that either.
Wen ZhuLiu, “Excuse me.”
Zidian flew out. Madam Yu shouted, “How pretentious!”
Wen ZhuLiu’s large hand waved. He grabbed Zidian without any concern!
When Zidian was in its whip form, it was covered in the flow of spiritual energy. The energy’s power could be either strong or weak, fatal or insignificant, dependant on the control of its master. Madam Yu had been holding an intent of killing since long ago, not only wanting to destroy all of the Wen-dogs but also in caution of Wen ZhuLiu. Thus, the energy flow was at more than maximum power when Wen ZhuLiu grabbed it without any difficulty!
Within the years of it being in use, Zidian had never met such an opponent. After it had been grabbed, Madam Yu paused for the slightest moment. Wang LingJiao used the chance to scramble out. She took out a cylinder of fire-light from her lapels and shook it a few times. A light shot out of the cylinder. Along with a sharp whistle, it rushed out of the wooden window and exploded in the sky outside. Then, she fumbled out a second one, a third one. Hair tangled, she mumbled, “Come… Come… Come here… Everyone, come here!”
Through the pain, Wei WuXian pushed Jiang Cheng, “Stop her from sending any more signals!”
Jiang Cheng let go of Wei WuXian and lunged in the direction of Wang LingJiao. Yet, at the same time, Wen ZhuLiu was closing in on Madam Yu. He looked as if he was about to knock her down. Jiang Cheng hurried, “Mom!”
He immediately gave up on Wang LingJiao and threw himself over. Wen ZhuLiu didn’t even turn his head as he struck, “Not even close!”
Jiang Cheng’s shoulder suffered the attack. Blood immediately burst from his mouth. Wang LingJiao had already let out all of the signal fire-lights. Sharp whistles and bright sparks filled the entire grey-blue sky.