Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 483

"Buzz!"

The longsword, embedded in the ground, trembled.

Liu Yumei supported herself on the sword hilt with her right hand and made a hand seal with her left.

A series of vortexes of energy emanated from beneath her feet, subtly echoing the canyon boundary set up above by the ancestors of the Liu family.

The principles of Feng Shui are infinitely profound.

Liu Yumei did not activate it, but made small changes to it without revealing any clues to outsiders.

The Ling family's thunder beasts are alright, but the main problem is the group of lunatics the Ming family sent in; they might still have life tablets stored in the ancestral home.

If too many pieces break at once, or if the cracks gradually open at an extremely stable rate, it's as if it's clearly telling them that something major has happened.

At that point, not only will the pre-ordered second batch be gone, but the other party will likely also take the initiative to admit their mistake and call a halt.

Right now, Liu Yumei is controlling the leakage of the vital energy of these dead people.

Instead of completely blocking them out, we first release them individually, then adjust the pace to simulate as much as possible the entire process of Xiao Yuan and the others being trapped and encountering a crisis.

She could even use this method to control when the second batch of people from the periphery would enter.

For example, after all the gifts inside have been packed and sorted out and everything has been dealt with, a short, high-volume release of the deceased's energy is carried out in batches to create a tragic scene where Xiao Yuan's team is at their wits' end and has no choice but to use a life-swapping method to stop it.

The number of shattered life tablets increases with each batch, until finally Xiao Yuan dies, a large area is shattered, and all is quiet.

At that time, the people in the Ming family's ancestral home will be able to conclude that the matter has succeeded, thereby prompting the second batch of people from outside to enter.

Liu Yumei went through the entire rhythm in her mind.

It's as if Runsheng, Ayou, Zhuangzhuang... and Xiaoyuan, Ali, all died once in her mind.

From that moment on, the last bit of hesitation and doubt in my heart vanished.

A faint dark red rose in Liu Yumei's eyes, and even the long sword in her palm gleamed with blood.

The urge to kill was uncontrollable.

The second batch of people, regardless of whose family they came from or whether they had any prior relationship with the other party, will all be eliminated.

……

"what!!!"

"Hehehe~"

Amid the desperate screams of the Ming family, Aunt Liu's cheerful laughter mingled.

From childhood to adulthood, she has always maintained two good study habits.

One was to take notes, clearly remembering all those who had bullied the mistress, bullied Ali, and those who had taken advantage of their family's misfortunes.

Another method was to repeatedly review his notes and devise various ways to seek revenge and torture.

She wants all those people to suffer a terrible death!

The mistress said she was petty, and she never argued back; the mistress consciously kept her by her side, and she never complained.

Because she also knew exactly what she was at heart.

That day, when the mistress was choosing her servants, she was young and naive, but she had already realized that she would not be chosen. After all, among the children of the same age, her perception of qi was the weakest. She felt that she was very ordinary, and could even be classified as an oddball.

The officials in charge thought so too, so although she was of legal age, she was not arranged to be a candidate in the palace, but instead played alone under the willow tree in the courtyard.

As a result, a figure stood in front of him.

She raised her head and looked at the dignified woman in front of her. A group of high-ranking officials stood behind the woman, silent and trembling.

There was also a dark-skinned, thin little boy standing next to the woman, scratching his head and grinning foolishly at himself.

"Open your hands."

The cute and innocent little girl opened her five fingers, revealing a poisonous scorpion with flowing five-colored patterns in her palm.

The officials and stewards around were all taken aback by what they saw, and some even broke out in a cold sweat.

The Liu family's ancestral home is a hidden world, encompassing mountains and rivers, and teeming with flora and fauna. Yet, this kind of scorpion is clearly not something that should be found here. If this creature were to take a bath in the food or soup, all the children in the courtyard would probably die.

"These are your pets."

"Yes."

Why do you keep it?

"It bites."

"Whom to bite?"

"The tigers outside, I heard from my nanny that there are many tigers carried on shoulder poles in front of our house."

There's a tiger in my house, but I've noticed that the house tigers are afraid to approach it. I want to raise it to adulthood so it can kill all the tigers outside.

"stand up."

The little girl obediently stood up.

The woman's gaze fell on her, then shifted to the willow tree behind her.

"From now on, your name will be Ting, Liu Ting."

Ting is used to describe a person or a beautiful flower or tree.

Later, after repeated questioning, the mistress gave several explanations for why she had chosen him in the first place.

However, there was one thing that Liu Ting agreed with in her heart, but the mistress never mentioned it.

She suspected that the mistress was afraid that after disbanding the outer sect, she would fall into the martial world, become a wicked cultivator skilled in Gu poison, and eventually use the name of the former Liu family to ruin the reputation of the Dragon King Liu in the martial world.

The mistress is the eldest daughter of the Liu family and also the young mistress of the Qin family. Because the mistress's surname is Liu, the next generation of lamplighters she personally trains must have the surname Qin.

Liu Ting always felt that the mistress was choosing a future genius for the Qin family and eliminating a future threat for the Liu family.

The cries and wails from the depths of the enemy's soul were so beautiful.

Aunt Liu couldn't resist taking out some sunflower seeds from her pocket and enjoying them while she was killing.

Going mad? Don't be afraid, her tortures will make you as clear-headed as possible.

Of course, even if those members of the Ming family who regained their senses introduced themselves and bowed to her, she would still think that they had gone even deeper into demonic possession, and were truly clever evil spirits!
"Poof!" "Poof!"

Two more ladybugs, their bellies bulging, burrowed into the ground, and Aunt Liu clapped her hands.

She could sense that the mistress was now on the other side, facing out of the canyon, and she could feel the increasingly heavy killing intent emanating from the mistress.

Aunt Liu then turned her head and looked in the direction of Mujia Village.

Temporarily ignoring the Ming family members who were gathering towards her from afar because their clansmen had been harmed, Aunt Liu turned back and headed towards Mu Family Village, taking a short detour.

She felt that she should go to Mu Family Village before the mistress.

Currently, Mujia Village is in utter chaos.

However, it is also one of the few relatively safe areas within the Grand Canyon.

In the past, Mu Family Village, thanks to the unique nature of Tingfeng Gorge, would take on jobs helping martial arts forces deal with troublesome people or beasts. But this time, the job is exceptionally big.

In the past few years, only one or one head was sent, but this time a whole group, no, two groups, were sent.

Under normal circumstances, Mu Family Village would not accept this, as it has exceeded the village's capacity. Heaven knows how long it would take for the wind and energy within Listening Wind Gorge to dissipate such a large volume of water, and such a large backlog could easily cause unrest if any problems were to arise.

However, after Mu Xueci left home with her granddaughter and daughter-in-law, Mu Qiaoshan stepped forward and forcibly took over the job.

Mu Family Village is not large, but there are three factions within the village, and the representatives of the three factions are Mu Xueci's three sons.

It wasn't a power struggle for the throne or a fight for interests. Rather than saying that the three sons formed three factions, it would be more accurate to say that each of them represented a different ideology within the village.

The eldest son, Mu Qiaode, is the nominal village chief and the current head of the Mu family.

To put it nicely, he said he had a peaceful and gentle personality; to put it bluntly, he was weak-willed.

Compared to his two younger brothers, the eldest son's talent was much more mediocre, so he was groomed as his successor from an early age.

Without considering the family's further development, this type of family head is most likely to be accepted by the majority of the people below.

Mu Qiaode's two younger brothers, Mu Qiaosheng and Mu Qiaoshan, had no objection to their older brother becoming the head of the family. They never intended to compete for it in the first place, and the two brothers were more focused on cultivation.

In fact, due to the decline of Dragon King Liu, after the eldest daughter of the Liu family resigned from her position as an outer disciple and stopped restraining and interfering with the former subordinate forces, the rules of Mu Family Village have changed a lot compared to before, or rather, softened a lot. Many things that could not be done when Dragon King Liu was alive have gradually begun to be done semi-publicly, but all of them are still within the range of understanding.

After losing their powerful backers, underworld forces must make corresponding adjustments in order to maintain their survival.

The real turning point came when Mu Xueci forcibly prevented her youngest son, who was the most talented, from lighting the lamp.

At that time, it was no secret in the martial arts world that Madam Liu had sent Qin Li to light a lamp and travel across the river.

Although Qin Li's surname was not Liu, at that time, he was in fact representing the Qin and Liu families.

Mu Xueci wouldn't allow her son to go to the river to fight Qin Li, as she saw it as no different from openly confronting the Liu family.

But this kind of suppression is undoubtedly very cruel to proud young people.

He never witnessed the grandeur of Dragon King Liu at his peak, nor was he selected to be trained in the Liu family's ancestral home like his mother had been.

If he could have gone through this process, made early contact with the chosen lamplighter of the Liu family, competed and sparred, admitted defeat and accepted it, and then worshipped the other party as the Dragon King and followed him down the river, then nothing would have happened. But he lost to a wisp of air.

Mu Qiaoshan ultimately did not disobey his mother, but he left the village for more than ten years as a result. When he returned, he brought back a wife from outside.

Lin Qingqing's identity was not a secret in Mu Family Village. Although she had never revealed her surname, as the cooperation between Mu Family Village and Ling Family became more and more frequent, and Lin Qingqing was responsible for receiving Ling Family members whenever they came, the two sides were obviously as close as one family. It was quite obvious whether she was surnamed Lin or Ling.

Mu Qiaoshan harbored resentment towards Dragon King Liu, while other forces in the martial arts world never ceased their infiltration of the area vacated by Qin Liu's sect after its contraction. The two sides were a perfect match.

After the Ling family's influence was brought into the village, Mu Qiaoshan's voice in the village continued to grow. Many people in the village felt that since they had lost the support of the Dragon King Willow, if the village wanted to continue to preserve its heritage and Tingfeng Gorge, it had to find a new support. Nothing was more suitable than another Dragon King's family.

In response, Muchaud, as the nominal head of the family, chose to acquiesce to this change, neither taking initiative nor rejecting it.

However, this drastic change also aroused the resentment of another group of conservative traditionalists in the village. Mu Qiuying's father, Mu Qiaosheng, argued that as a retainer of the Liu family, he had been blessed and protected by the Liu family for generations, and his ancestors' glory was even bound to the Dragon King of the Liu family. How could he betray his master when the Liu family was in decline?
Thus, Mujia Village was divided into two factions vying for power while the other faction tried to smooth things over.

Mu Xueci was fully aware of this, but she was helpless. She had always felt guilty towards her youngest son, and this was no longer a simple matter of dealing with her son. Not to mention the retaliation that might result from cutting off the Ling family's hand, even if the Ling family's hand was gone, other families would still reach in.

In the previous generation, Qin Li failed to make his way across the river. In this generation, there is no news of anyone from the Liu family who can make their way across the river. Mu Xueci agreed to let her granddaughter, who has even better talent and aptitude than her youngest son, make her way across the river.

Mu Qiuying is Mu Qiaosheng's daughter. This move made the traditional conservatives in the village give up the struggle. It wasn't that they were bought off. In fact, when Mu Qiaosheng learned that his mother had allowed his daughter to light lamps, he went to his mother to refuse in the name of a father.

In response, Mu Xueci said, "Qiao Sheng, do you want your daughter to resent you as much as your brother resents me?"

The old lady was exhausted. All she wanted now was for the Mu family village to continue to honor the Liu family as their master while she was still alive.

As for what happens after she dies, she has no control over it, nor can she control it anymore.

In the old lady's view, if she were to leave before the young lady, she would go down to make way for her and wait for her; if the young lady left first, she would follow, making up for the unfinished pursuit in this life on earth in the afterlife.

When Li Zhuiyuan officially made a name for himself in Lujiazhuang, it stirred up a huge wave throughout the entire martial arts world.

The waves also reached Mujia Village.

Seeing that the family, which was on the verge of collapse, suddenly ignited a revival, the previously suppressed conflicts within the village instantly became intense, even tragic.

First, news spread through the martial arts world that the old lady who came to apologize had been killed by the Liu family. Under the pretext of avenging his mother, Mu Qiaoshan led his faction to overturn the table and take complete control of the village.

The leader, Muchaud, remained unmoved, letting the power that was never in his hands be handed over.

Immediately afterwards, the family members took Lin Qingqing back to the village and arrested the unprepared Mu Qiaoshan. They took the couple, along with their son and daughter, into a room, set up an isolation array, and announced to the outside world that they were going to interrogate them.

After the interrogation, the family members were ordered to bring Mu Qiaoshan and Lin Qingqing out, and it was claimed that the two had committed the crimes of matricide and attempting to frame and slander the Dragon King's family.

They even tied the two to a pillar at the village entrance, saying they were going to hand them over to Liu.

As for the eldest brother, Mu Qiaode, he remained indifferent. He had realized that this involved a power struggle within the Dragon King's faction, something he couldn't get involved in.

Regardless of who wins in the end, as long as he remains indifferent, he will not face retribution.

But things took an unexpected turn here. The Ling family members seemed to have received orders from their home and collectively attacked the person in charge who had led them there. The Ling family leader and his few confidants fought back desperately, but when they could not escape, he actually opened the canyon gate while holding the Mu Family Village Seal.

Now, Mujod could no longer remain indifferent, for he was about to die.

While desperately organizing the villagers to activate the village's defensive formation, he loudly cursed his third brother, who had brought utter destruction to the village.

However, the thunder beasts were surging, and even though the Ming family members were insane, they could still use their abilities, so the village's defenses gradually crumbled.

Aunt Liu appeared at the entrance of Mujia Village at this most critical moment.

Her arrival did not alleviate the burden on Mujia Village; on the contrary, it attracted more members of the Ming family.

However, the fact that she was able to traverse this chaotic scene demonstrates her strength, especially since her green robes are almost identical to the portraits of the Liu family dragon kings enshrined in the ancestral hall of Mujia Village.

Muchaud immediately knelt down before Aunt Liu, tears streaming down his face:
"Thank God, our master has sent people to rescue us! Our Mu Family Village is saved!"

Aunt Liu just stood at the village entrance, neither entering the village nor saying a word.

A circle of pink butterflies fluttered around her. Any madman from the Ming family who tried to approach her at that moment would be drawn into a brief daze by the butterflies. After losing sight of his target, he would instinctively launch an attack on the village's defenses, eager to rush into the village and kill the living.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of helping, Mu Qiaode immediately pointed to the portraits of Mu Qiaoshan and Lin Qingqing hanging on the pillar and listed their crimes, such as plotting to murder their mother.

Mu Qiaoshan and Lin Qingqing's bodies were not only pierced by chains, but also sealed, making them essentially ordinary people now.

When faced with rebuttals, the couple didn't stand up for themselves; instead, they began to reflect on their actions.

Lin Qingqing: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Mu Qiaoshan: "It is my fault. I harbored resentment for not allowing the lights to be lit back then. I was blind to the great man and did not know the depth of the Dragon King's family. I deserve to die. I went against the general trend and was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, daring to oppose the master."

The couple knew they were doomed this time, and their only hope was that the woman in front of them could protect the village, because their only remaining daughter was still there.

Aunt Liu smiled as she watched their tearful confessions.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds, and started cracking them open amidst the chaotic atmosphere.

Inside the village entrance formation, a voice commanded the family members to speak:

"Lord Liu, we are here on orders from our family to arrest these two criminals and hand them over to the Liu family for punishment. However, today a disaster has struck. We beg you, sir, to consider the well-being of the people and take action to avert the disaster, so as to prevent the chaos from spreading."

The Ling family members, who spoke to Aunt Liu on behalf of the family, were upright and righteous.

This is not pretending.

Because the Ling family wanted to absolve themselves of their karma, they arranged everything to be unrelated to them. So, the Ling family members were initially ordered to arrest the two criminals. They then received a new order to arrest the head of the family who was found to have violated the family rules and send him to Thunder Prison. They did as ordered.

However, it would be more appropriate to deal with that person in charge after he returns home. Ordering his men to act while he is on a mission outside would inevitably cause trouble. But this was all planned and calculated by the Ling family's higher-ups. That person in charge was the spark used to ignite Tingfeng Gorge, and this group of Ling family members were the sacrifices in the family's plan.

When Muchaud heard the Ling family speak, he was so angry that his head was about to explode. "Don't you know how to hide and conceal yourselves at a time like this? How dare you show yourselves like this?"

"My lord, our Mu family has worshipped the Dragon King Liu for generations and is utterly loyal to him. Please lend us a helping hand and save our Mu family!"

However, no matter how much Muchaud pleaded, Aunt Liu remained unmoved.

Mujod, who is good at remaining indifferent, has witnessed true indifference today.

"Cough...so good!"

Aunt Liu spat out the sunflower seeds from her mouth.

When she saw a group of people dressed in Ling family attire swaggering into Mu Family Village, she had already sentenced the Mu family members of the village to death in her heart.

Bah! A bunch of traitors, what are you trying to save?

Hurry up and die, I'm waiting to see!

My Liu family has bestowed favors upon you for generations, yet the moment my Liu family fell into misfortune, you immediately changed your allegiance. Well then, let's see what happens when you change your allegiance. Heh, look, we've been used as fuel and burned.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The cracks in the formation grew deeper and deeper until it finally gave way and collapsed.

Ok?
The moment the village's formation shattered, Aunt Liu looked puzzled as she gazed into an area deep within the village. Her insects told her that there was still the presence of a group of living people there.

The first to rush into the village, the madman from the Ming family, jumped onto a pillar and tore Mu Qiaoshan and Lin Qingqing, who were tied there, to shreds.

Just as they were about to continue their charge into the village, Aunt Liu raised her hand, and the swarm of insects erected a wall, pushing the Ming family madmen out of the village again and blocking them outside.

Muchaud and the rest of the Mu family breathed a sigh of relief, and many of them collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, the head of the family only punished the sinner and did not intend to take his anger out on the entire Mu family.

The family member said, "Thank you for your help, Master Liu. The best course of action now is to inform the outside world so that the family can send reinforcements to quell this disaster."

Aunt Liu ignored him; she was waiting for the insects she had just sent into the village to return.

At that moment, a little girl squeezed out of the crowd, knelt down under the pillar, and cried out "Father, Mother!"

While crying, she glanced at Aunt Liu standing there out of the corner of her eye, her eyes revealing deep resentment.

"You're so powerful, why didn't you save my father and mother sooner..."

The girl was still young and didn't know anything about adult matters or the struggles of the martial arts world. All she knew was that the woman in front of her had the power to easily stop those terrifying lunatics outside.

Aunt Liu looked down at the little girl.

The little girl was frightened and stopped crying.

Aunt Liu sighed, walked up to the little girl, reached out and patted her head, and said softly:
"Remember, in this world, the first thing people must learn is to rely on themselves, not to simply depend on others."

The little girl burst into tears, crying even louder than before.

She grabbed Aunt Liu's hand and cried out:

"I have no father, no mother, and no brother. I don't know what to do, what should I do..."

The insects that Aunt Liu sent into the village have returned, telling her the exact location of that group of people.

The hand lifted off the girl's head.

The girl continued to grip Aunt Liu's wrists with both hands, crying and pleading:
"What should I do? What should I do..."

Aunt Liu: "Then let me test you. Do you remember what I just said?"

"Waaaaah... The first thing a person has to learn is to rely on themselves... You can't depend on others..."

The little girl cried as she recited, trying her best to hide the resentment in her eyes.

Aunt Liu's palm trembled, and the girl's hands were shaken away.

She stopped crying and stared blankly at the green-clad figure who walked past her into the village.

"Good that you've remembered it. Now, let's start putting it into practice."

Aunt Liu waved her hand, and the insect wall blocking the village entrance dispersed. The Ming family madmen who had gathered outside screamed and roared as they rushed in, and the little girl under the pillar was the first to be hit!
The people of Mu Family Village are no ordinary men, but they are clearly no match for this group of madmen from the Dragon King's family. What's even more terrifying is that this group of madmen is also quite numerous.

In an instant, screams rose and fell, and the interrupted bloody massacre officially began.

The family members formed a fierce battle formation, and the one who had spoken to Aunt Liu earlier shouted while cracking his thunder whip:

"Lord Liu, how can you be so cold-blooded and ruthless? Where do you place the code of the martial world!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Aunt Liu didn't turn around and continued walking into the village.

From the time she could remember, she had witnessed countless acts of chivalry and justice.

Amidst Aunt Liu's laughter, the Ming family's formation was broken through by the madman from the Ming family.

The village was filled with fleeing people and frenzied hunters.

Aunt Liu walked to a large iron gate, pointed her finger forward, and a large number of insects rushed in, corroding the restrictions on it.

"Bang!"

The iron gate collapsed.

In the dungeon below, a group of Mu family members were imprisoned, including young adults, the elderly, and children.

A man stood at the front with his wife, arms outstretched, protecting the others behind him.

Mu Qiuying looks very much like a man's wife.

The man's name was Mu Qiaosheng, and he was Mu Qiuying's father.

Previously, Mu Qiaoshan and his men took control of Mu Family Village through a sneak attack. Mu Qiaosheng and his supporters were either poisoned or injured, and their families were all imprisoned in the dungeon.

The insects swarmed towards Mu Qiaosheng, corroding all the shackles and seals on him and his wife, granting them freedom.

Mu Qiaosheng looked at Aunt Liu's clothes and tentatively asked:

"You are... the master of the house?"

Aunt Liu: "Untie the shackles on the others. If they want to live, use this as the center to form a formation. I will defend, and you will assist."

Remember, no matter who from the village comes seeking refuge, if you dare let even one in, I will abandon you all.

After saying that, Aunt Liu leaped to the top of the dungeon, first erecting four walls of insects, then opening a gap to let the Ming family madmen in one by one.

Mu Qiaosheng and his wife unlocked the shackles of the others and led everyone out.

Although the insect walls were tall, they could still see what was happening in the village: slaughter everywhere and wailing all around.

Mu Qiaosheng closed his eyes, trembling, two tears streaming down his face. Then he shook his head and said to those around him:

"Protect Lord Liu!"

Not all members of the Mu family are useless. The couple who gave birth to Mu Qiuying actually impressed Aunt Liu with their level of skill.

Even though the group of Mu family members led by the couple were all injured and still had lingering poison, they still provided a significant boost.

Perhaps, those who, during this period, do not follow the crowd nor seek to climb other hills, but instead persist in being themselves and adhering to tradition, represent a kind of confidence.

No wonder Mu Qiaoshan had to resort to sneak attacks and poisoning to take down his second brother and his supporters.

Aunt Liu curled her lip. Her strength was indeed impressive, but to be able to get attacked despite her strength was also a form of waste.

Fortunately, they are Mu Qiuying's parents.

Not choosing the wrong side and being preserved will help Xiao Yuan in arranging and using Mu Qiuying, and will also make it easier for Xiao Yuan to reorganize this outer sect's heritage.

Forget it, with Xiaoyuan here, why should I bother thinking about this?
Aunt Liu immediately reflected on herself, repented for her distraction, and refocused her attention to torture the madman from the Ming family. First, she tortured him until he was conscious, then tortured him until he was half-dead, and finally peeled off his body, took his soul, and released the ladybug.

As she killed more and more, more and more of the Ming family's madmen gathered outside.

Gradually, Aunt Liu's insect wall began to show signs of instability.

Aunt Liu frowned.

This is because she is not alone; she also has to protect the Mu family members below.

Mu Qiaosheng noticed Aunt Liu's strain and urged everyone to continue to exert more effort to support her. This was a survival instinct; he was afraid that the Liu family patriarch would see them as a burden and abandon them.

The screams can no longer be heard outside, which means that they are probably the only ones left in the entire Mu Family Village.

Aunt Liu summoned a small snake with wings and said to it:
"You blockhead, are you done yet? Come help me!"

The little snake flapped its wings and flew up, making continuous sounds:
"Come help! Come help!"

Before the little snake could fly far away,
"boom!"

A figure rushed out and overturned a group of Ming family madmen.

Uncle Qin's figure appeared.

Aunt Liu immediately waved her hand, putting the small snake back into her sleeve, and said to Uncle Qin with dissatisfaction:
"Are you all done?"

Uncle Qin nodded and said, "Yes."

"You have absolutely no sense of romance. What a great opportunity, and you don't even enjoy it."

As she spoke, Aunt Liu scratched her hand, and the madman from the Ming family, who was wrapped in Gu worms in front of her, let out a shrill scream, just like a toy finger puppet.

Uncle Qin: "But, I..."

Aunt Liu: "What, you're still not convinced after I said a few words to you?"

Uncle Qin: "But I'm facing a bunch of beasts."

Aunt Liu paused for a moment after hearing this.

That's true. It's quite interesting that you can torment people here and still get feedback.

If Qin Li were to torture the Thunder Beast with great interest, that would be truly insane.

"Let me help you."

"Then you'd better hold back a bit. Just break my arms and legs, don't strangle me!"

"Ah."

Uncle Qin began to hold back his punches.

With him around, Aunt Liu immediately felt less pressure and could concentrate on trying out all her previous whimsical ideas.

Even the Mu family members were able to relax here, because no madmen could get close.

Mu Qiaosheng led a group of men to continue the guard post, while his wife went to treat the seriously injured and those who had been poisoned.

At that moment, a figure appeared here.

Liu Yumei glanced at Liu Ting, who was still playing on the roof with undiminished enthusiasm, then looked down at Qin Li, who was being "handled with care" by her, and scolded Qin Li:

"Just keep spoiling her!"

Uncle Qin, startled by the mistress's reprimand, lost control of his fist and blasted a madman from the Ming family to annihilation.

Seeing this, Aunt Liu angrily shouted at the figure below who was much younger than herself:
"Grandma, the head of the family finally allowed us to come out and have some fun, can you please not spoil the mood like this!"

"Hmph, you just wait. When we get back, I'll secretly tell the head of the family and make sure he doesn't let you out next time."

The sword in Liu Yumei's hand began to spin.

Aunt Liu shrank back in fright. When she was a child, Ali would always take the blame for her mistakes. The old lady would only use a sword to beat Ali, but she was terrified watching from the side.

But she still mustered her courage and said:
"Am I wrong, Elder Liu?"

Aunt Liu's fingertips twitched, and the madman from the Ming family in front of her echoed:
"Ah! Ah!"

Liu Yumei rolled her eyes at her, but she was also amused by her anger.

The main problem is that Liu Ting is just playing around here, wasting time.

Liu Yumei had no interest in torturing these madmen; her target was the second batch that would be entering the city.

But she was too embarrassed to admit that she was also eager to play, so she could only helplessly prepare to turn around and leave.

Just then, Mu Qiaosheng knelt down and kowtowed to Liu Yumei:
"Meet the young lady!"

Liu Yumei stopped and looked at Mu Qiaosheng behind her.

“There is a portrait of you hanging in my mother’s room. You look exactly like the person in the portrait.”

This kind of perfect resemblance is not due to similar facial features or being a junior, because even the temperament and spirit are exactly the same; it is definitely the same person.

Liu Yumei: "Take me to your mother's place."

"Yes, Miss."

Mu Qiaosheng got up and came over to lead the way.

Along the way, when the Ming family madmen tried to get close, they were all repelled by the sword energy.

Liu Yumei showed mercy and didn't kill it, allowing them to continue playing with it for Ating.

After some thought, I realized I still have plenty of time.

After all, given Xiao Yuan's demonstrated strength on the river, it would be normal for him to last a little longer.

Actually, don't be fooled by the fact that the Thunder Beasts and Ming family members here seem like kittens and puppies to the three of them; that's because they are adults wielding sharp blades.

With a little care, it's not difficult to kill these cats and dogs one by one; but if it's a child, even with a sharp blade in hand, they can't swing it for long.

The vast canyon here shouldn't be able to stop Xiao Yuan, who is proficient in array formations and the Qi Observation Technique.

However, if someone inside wants to try to open the Great Realm, the second batch that has already been prepared outside will definitely use the excuse of preventing the spillover of unrest to consolidate and maintain the Great Realm, and will not allow it to be opened from the inside.

These guys must have considered every aspect in order to kill Xiao Yuan.

Mu Xueci's residence was behind the Mu family ancestral hall, and one had to pass through the side door of the ancestral hall on weekdays.

Liu Yumei went straight through the main gate and arrived at the Mu Family Ancestral Hall.

In addition to the ancestral tablets of the Mu family, the ancestral hall also houses portraits of the Liu family's Dragon King.

Liu Yumei offered incense and prayers here.

The Qin family has always traveled the river alone, while the Liu family needs to build a team.

The story of the Dragon King has been passed down orally, and his retinue is also a legend in the martial arts world.

This ancestral hall is an indispensable part of the Liu family's history.

Liu Yumei's gaze lingered on the portraits and memorial tablets here.

Unfortunately, the past is the past.

People born in the golden age naturally assume that all of this is deserved and will inevitably continue.

Only after experiencing decline and ruin can one truly realize that nothing in this world is a given.

Mu Qiaosheng stood silently to the side.

As Liu Yumei continued walking inside, he immediately followed and helped open the door to his mother's bedroom.

Mu Xueci's bedroom was very simple. The few decorations inside were all familiar to Liu Yumei, as they were all gifts she had given to Mu Xueci in the past.

"When I saw your mother, she was already a charred corpse."

Mu Qiaosheng took a deep breath, his eyes reddening, and bit his lip until it bled.

Although he had been imprisoned in the dungeon, he knew what was happening outside; the guards there had already told him everything.

But because Muchaud did not speak, the guards could only relay the message up to this point, but could not open the cell door to let them out.

"Young Miss, it is the Mu family's lack of virtue that has brought disaster upon our family."

"The way you're saying that it's all because my Liu family has lost power."

Mu Qiaosheng immediately knelt down: "I had no such intention, please see the truth, Miss!"

"Get up, don't kneel, and keep your voice down, it's too noisy."

Mu Qiaosheng stood up and said softly, "It's my fault that things have come to this. I failed to make a decisive decision, and I also..."

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. The sun doesn't appear when a rooster crows."

Mu Qiaosheng nodded in agreement.

"Your mother committed suicide. She knew her daughter-in-law wanted to kill her."

Mu Qiaosheng looked shocked.

"However, your mother probably doesn't know that her son also wants her dead."

If she found out, she probably wouldn't have the nerve to commit suicide in front of my house. She's easily embarrassed; I reckon she'd rather kill herself at home.

Mu Qiaosheng: "I...I don't know."

“Your mother was not a good head of the family, nor were she or I. We were both spoiled by the glory of the previous generation.”

"Alright, you can go now. I'll rest here for a bit."

Mu Qiaosheng took his leave, walked out of the room, closed the door, and stood at the doorway.

After a series of unexpected events and the deaths of so many people around him, he needed to calm his emotions.

He blinked hard, then reached out and touched his eyes, only to find they were dry and could no longer flow out.

Liu Yumei lay down on Mu Xueci's bed.

Mu Xueci's husband's surname was Qiao. He was a son-in-law who married into the family and died young.

But there were two pillows on this bed.

Liu Yumei remembers that Mu Xueci was very rigid when she was young, and she always talked about the etiquette between master and subject. As a result, she insisted on dragging her to bed to take a nap with her.

She fell asleep, but afterwards she said that this was the greatest ordeal she had ever experienced in her life, and that the pillow was really uncomfortable.

He laughed and scolded her for being spineless, then picked up a pillow and threw it at her.

Here I am again, and I see this pillow again. Mu Xueci has kept it all this time.

On the bed frame hung a painting, and the person in the painting was exactly the same as the one lying there now.

Liu Yumei slowly closed her eyes.

She felt that, if it were a scenic spot, she should have a dream right now, a dream of her youth, in which they were still there.

But dreams can never come true, just like my current seemingly youthful appearance—it's fake, ultimately just a fake.

She slept like that until it finally became quiet outside. The screams of the Ming family madman were gone, as were A-Ting's laughter.

It's over. Liu Yumei opened her eyes.

It's time to start.

Liu Yumei got up from the bed, walked to the door of the room, and opened the door.

Mu Qiaosheng stood to the side.

Liu Yumei: "There is another formation in this ancestral hall. You take the rest of the people and hide here first. Outside, there are evil people who are working with the evil spirits."

“Young Miss, we members of the Mu family should always stand in front of Madam Liu, no matter what.”

Liu Yumei looked at Mu Qiaosheng, and then thought of Mu Qiuying, who should still be in Nantong at this time.

When that girl brought her grandmother's body to the door, she deliberately didn't go to see her.

However, from Xiao Yuan's description and his attitude towards the girl, it can be seen that the girl's character is actually quite good.

Mu Xueci raised her granddaughter herself, and through her words and deeds, she left a flame in the Mu family that could continue to burn.

"Let's leave some seeds behind. This Listening Wind Gorge still needs someone to help look after it."

"Yes... Miss."

They left the house, walked out of the ancestral hall, and went outside.

Liu Yumei's entire demeanor suddenly changed; her former gentle and demure nature vanished, replaced by a sharp aura that made Mu Qiaosheng unable to lift his head.

The reminiscing break is over; it's time to get down to business.

"It has always been Zhuangzhuang who tells me, his grandma, the stories you told on the river."

Xiao Yuan, let's switch this time.

"Grandma will tell you a story when she gets home!"

The top of the dungeon.

"oops!"

Aunt Liu stretched, her curves graceful, and her expression relaxed.

Uncle Qin: "Had fun?"

Aunt Liu: "This is nothing! We've just finished the cold appetizers; the hot dishes haven't even been served yet."

Uncle Qin: "Oh."

Aunt Liu reached out, pinched Uncle Qin's face, and tugged at it: "Hey, why do I feel like you haven't been able to get excited at all?"

Uncle Qin: "Is there?"

Aunt Liu: "Ali, do you feel that these things are too weak for you, too easy to kill, so you find it boring?"

Uncle Qin: "It's alright."

Aunt Liu pointed to the holes in the ground around her, which had been made by the ladybugs.

"If Xiao Yuan hadn't seen through their scheme in time, it would be Xiao Yuan and A Li who are here now."

Aunt Liu pointed towards the outside of the canyon and continued:
"Outside, there's a large group of people making preparations to completely suffocate Xiao Yuan here."

Isn't this just like what they did to you back then? Only on a smaller scale, not as big as what you experienced back then.

Uncle Qin's expression gradually turned serious. Memories that were once buried deep in his mind and were not to be touched began to resurface.

Aunt Liu sensed the man in front of her, and her breathing began to quicken.

Uncle Qin's gaze began to wander, as if a scene had appeared before his eyes, and he was avoiding it.

He has moved on.

But this time, the version of himself in the memory, surrounded and killed by countless enemies, has now become Xiao Yuan.

Uncle Qin's fist slowly clenched.

A terrifying aura pressed down relentlessly.

“Xiao Yuan is smarter and stronger than you, but Xiao Yuan hasn’t practiced martial arts. The places where you can fight your way out, Xiao Yuan can’t.”

Aunt Liu forced herself to say these words despite feeling a tightness in her chest. She felt it wasn't enough and had to continue.

"If Xiaoyuan really dies here, and Ali also dies here, then our family will be completely destroyed."

Could it be that

Are you planning to spend the rest of your life staring blankly at a soy sauce bottle?

Uncle Qin suddenly raised his head, his eyes distorted, and a deep, rumbling dragon roar came from his chest.

As the aura spread, Aunt Liu staggered backward, eventually giving up and sitting down on the ground. She looked at Qin Li's current state and laughed.

Further away, the Mu family members who were being led to the ancestral hall were so shocked by this sudden aura that they all prostrated themselves on the ground. They didn't kowtow or pay their respects, but were completely unable to straighten their backs. An invisible hand pressed down on their heads, forcing their faces to the ground.

Mu Qiaosheng's eyes were filled with horror:
Could this be the Dragon King's might recorded in the family's ancient books?

Mu Qiaosheng remembers that when he was a child, he would often pester his mother to tell him stories about the Dragon King, repeatedly asking how powerful the Dragon King really was.

The mother said she didn't know.

Mu Qiaosheng said his mother was lying, that she had clearly met Lord Qin.

The mother said that when she saw Young Master Qin, Miss was always standing beside him. Whether in front of or behind the Dragon King, Young Master Qin was always the same in front of Miss. She had never seen Young Master Qin get angry, so she couldn't imagine it.

However, the ancestors who followed the Dragon King of the Liu family along the river recorded the following description in writing:

"When the Dragon King's eyes flash with rage, no one in the world dares to meet his gaze."

At this moment, Mu Qiaosheng, who was struggling to support himself on the ground with his hands, finally understood that there was a specific reason why he dared not look into her eyes. If you can't even lift your head, how can you look into her eyes?
But why would there be a Dragon King in Qin Liu's Dragon King's household?

Liu Yumei appeared beside Aunt Liu, reached out and grabbed Aunt Liu's shoulder to help her stand up.

Qin Lijiao's eyes were icy cold. For the first time, he did not show any sign of backing down in terms of aura upon seeing the mistress.

Liu Yumei looked at Aunt Liu: "Did you mention the soy sauce bottle to him?"

Aunt Liu: "Huh? Um... I guess so."

Liu Yumei: "Why are you provoking him?"

Aunt Liu: "I hope he can take this opportunity to let out all the anger that has been building up in his heart for so long."

Liu Yumei: "Then you'd better hope they are strong enough and numerous enough. Otherwise, it won't be enough for Ali and me to fight over."

As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying pressure exploded from Liu Yumei's body. This time, the long sword in her hand no longer rang, but directly left her hand, transforming into a stream of light, like an inviolable radiance, surrounding its master.

On the day of their wedding, the Qin and Liu families displayed their betrothal gifts and dowry lists, showcasing the formidable power of their two powerful clans to the entire martial arts world.

The first item in the Liu family's dowry list is empty.

This was done intentionally by the Liu family, because they harbored resentment.

The Qin family dared not utter a word against this improper behavior, because they felt somewhat guilty.

The first item of the dowry that was left out was the fact that Miss Liu gave up lighting the lamp.

In the eyes of the Liu family, this move was tantamount to handing over the throne of the Dragon King to the Qin family.

Judging from the Qin family's attitude and reaction, they did not feel at all that the Liu family was trying to embellish their image.

At this moment, Liu Yumei is a combination of her youthful body and her aged mind, paying a huge price just so that she can unleash her former peak strength today.

Aunt Liu, who had just been pulled to her feet, trembled again, this time caused by the Gu worms inside her body.

Aunt Liu looked at Ali, then at the old lady, and muttered to herself:
"Everyone says I was just being playful. Ha, I knew it. If I didn't hurry up and have some fun, I wouldn't get a chance to play later."

Liu Yumei looked at the spot where she had first stood with her sword, where the aura of death from the Daoming family, representing Xiao Yuan's last death, was rushing upwards.

"They're about to be served."

……

"The food is served! The food is served!"

Tan Wenbin carried the sliced ​​meat into the dojo.

Li Zhuiyuan used tongs to pick up a stack of meat and spread it on the scalding hot bronze mirror.

"Zi la...Zi la..."

The meat was grilled very quickly.

The boy immediately swept the meat onto a plate, handed it to his friends to share, and then picked up a new plate of meat to continue grilling.

Chen Xiyuan used a flute instead of a bellows to blow the fire in the stove, and Lin Shuyou used a golden mace instead of the large shovel that Aunt Liu usually used to stir-fry vegetables.

With the combined efforts of these two powerful individuals, not only did the iron pot explode, but a large hole was also blasted into the kitchen roof, with tiles shattering and falling.

Fortunately, the bronze mirror still retained some heat, making it a good place to have a barbecue.

Tan Wenbin: "I wonder if the old lady and the others have eaten yet at this hour?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "They should be eating soon."

……

"Grandma, please have some more."

The youngest granddaughter, holding a spoon, urged Mingqin Yun to have a little more soup.

In the Ming family, only the children can still speak softly and calmly under normal circumstances. But once they have laid a solid foundation and started practicing the Ming family's original techniques, this calmness will soon disappear from them.

"Grandma is full, you can eat by yourself."

"But Grandma, you've only eaten so little. You're so thin now, how can that be enough?"

Ming Qinyun is not just thin now, she looks like a dried corpse. To say she's just skin and bones would be a stretch.

"Grandma needs to save some room for other good things to eat."

"Grandma, you secretly hid something to eat! I want to eat too! I want to eat too!"

"Hehe, although it's Grandma who's eating it, the taste will ultimately end up being enjoyed by you."

Ming Qinyun gestured to her granddaughter to help her lie down. There was a cushion under her, and Ming Qinyun lay on her side, facing the door.

If you move your gaze outwards, you'll find that from the entrance of the Ming family's ancestral hall all the way to the clan hall, there isn't a single member of the Ming family.

The old steward of the clan hall was caught drinking while on duty fifteen years ago, and he is now kneeling in the ancestral courtyard, begging for forgiveness.

Young clan hall caretakers kept rushing out of the hall and running to this courtyard to report to the old steward.

At first, the old steward was astonished that this young man was so ignorant as to dare to trespass here to report such official business.
The younger members of the clan were also aggrieved. They wanted to report the matter through the proper channels as before, but they couldn't find anyone to report to. The courtyards along the way were either closed or closed for seclusion. They had no choice but to bite the bullet and come here to report, because if the matter of a family member's life tablet being broken was not reported in time, they would be subject to extremely severe punishment under the family rules.

They were also incredibly puzzled as to why the ancestor's courtyard was so unguarded, allowing them to peek in so easily.

This bizarre work environment and atmosphere continues.

Ming Qinyun, leaning against the bed, listened carefully to the details of the broken life tablet.

Outside her bedroom, the elders of the Ming family were either drinking tea or reading books; everyone was busy and quiet.

When the news of the first life tablet shattering arrived, everyone's spirits were lifted.

This means it has begun.

The Ling family was responsible for starting the fire.

Therefore, the Ming family had no idea when to start or whether they could successfully get started.

After all, even when the two sides' senior management communicated, they always used a tone that was more about tacit understanding than explicit communication.

When the news first broke that many life tablets had shattered together, Ming Qinyun, in her bedroom, smiled and told her granddaughter to pick up the bowl so she could have some more.

The elders of the Ming family in the living room also had smiles on their faces, and some of them couldn't help but cup their hands to each other, making it look like they were celebrating the New Year.

The initial steps were successful, and things are now starting to get on track.

Next came the second, the third, the fourth...

Ming Qinyun ate several large mouthfuls of soup as she listened to the reports coming to the hospital.

There was still a little bit of the bowl left. She took it from her granddaughter, held it in her hand, and just looked at it without eating.

The granddaughter was so distressed that she curled up under the bed. The environment was filled with increasing mental oppression, causing her immense pain and a vivid sense of impending death.

The elders of the Ming family in the living room all stopped what they were doing.

Finally, a young member of the clan rushed into the courtyard in a panic and reported to the old steward, who was being punished by kneeling, the largest number of broken life tablets.

"Hehehehe!"

Ming Qinyun tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and poured all the soup in the bowl into her mouth.

In the living room, an elder crushed his teacup into powder, another set his book on fire, and yet another plucked out a tuft of his beard…

Seventh Elder: "I'm planning to arrange a marriage for my good-for-nothing youngest son."

The elders immediately stood up and said with great enthusiasm:
"congratulations!"

"Haha, congratulations!"

"This is absolutely fantastic news, such a wonderful thing!"

"Sweep away the gloomy atmosphere in my Ming family! My Ming family will never perish!"

"Not only will it not cease, it should flourish, it should flourish!"

"Let's set up a banquet and celebrate in advance!"

"Yes, yes, let's go together!"

……

Why don't you go?

"Grandpa, why should I go?"

"To eliminate demons and protect the righteous path."

"Does that level of evil spirit require orders to be passed down through the ranks, specifically asking me to deal with it? And it's so close to that canyon."

Ling Muyang looked at his grandson Ling Wuxing standing below and shook his head:
"You have disappointed me greatly."

Ling Wuxing: "Grandpa, it's his back that's blocking my way, I can't see any hope."

Ling Muyang said, "Now that you see a high mountain, you should be happy. Don't you even have the courage to climb it anymore?"

Ling Wuxing: "Grandpa, if I had a choice, I would rather climb to the top than have you help me cut the peak down..."

"presumptuous!"

"puff!"

The Five Elements coughed up a mouthful of blood, their bodies flying backward and crashing into the wall. After landing, they dared not get up and instead knelt down.

Ling Muyang said, "No matter how high a mountain is, if it cannot withstand wind, rain, lightning, and thunder, it is because the mountain itself is not sturdy enough and is destined to be deficient."

Ling Wuxing wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Although he had no prior knowledge of what was going on, he could now roughly guess what his family members were doing.

Because he knew that they had done something similar before.

"Master of the house."

A sound came from outside the stone gate.

Ling Muyang waved his hand and opened the stone door: "What is it?"

"The Ming family sent an obituary, saying that a plague had recently broken out in their home, and many people died today. Fortunately, the situation is now under control, but the last group of people to die had the highest number of deaths."

Ling Muyang waved his hand: "According to the old custom, send someone with funeral gifts to offer condolences."

"Yes, master."

"Boom!"

The stone gate closed.

Ling Muyang looked at his grandson and said, "The mountain has collapsed. You don't need to climb over it now; you can walk across."

Ling Wuxing's eyes widened in astonishment, his face displaying a complex array of emotions—one moment disbelief, the next heartache and regret, and then a mixture of joy and surprise…

Finally, he stood up unsteadily, as if he didn't know how to express himself or what state of mind to have. His staggering figure made him look utterly lost and dejected.

Ling Muyang:
"Five Elements, don't let Grandpa down."

……

"Hey Li, don't let me down."

Zhao Yi took a deep drag on his pipe, letting it fill his lungs before exhaling thick smoke.

In the waterfall pool below, Chen Jing was still struggling, but he was suppressed by the formation below and could not escape the area of ​​the waterfall pool. He could only howl and release the chaotic demonic energy in his body.

Using the smoke as cover, Zhao Yi glanced at the distant mountains and forests.

He knew that there were definitely many eyes watching his every move.

See if I will tip off the person surnamed Li, and see how I will react.

"Hey Li, I've sold you out so thoroughly. You should have realized something was wrong just from how well they know you, right?"
Damn it, you absolutely mustn't drink too much Jianlibao and get drunk, and end up actually going there in a daze.

I'm waiting to use their failure this time to completely clear my name, truly gain their trust, and then move on to an even bigger wave.

"Hey Li, if you really die, how can you face a top-notch traitor like me?"

……

The Ming family's obituary was sent to many families.

Some people who received the obituary were secretly delighted, some were reserved, some laughed out loud, and some sighed deeply.

There’s more…

Tao Zhuming took the obituary and walked into the pavilion in the middle of the lake, handing it to his grandfather.

He was carefully observing his grandfather's reaction.

Tao Yunhe took the obituary, looked at the list of names on it, and then turned to look at his grandson who had specially given the obituary to him.

The old man put down the obituary and reached out to touch Tao Zhuming's forehead:
"Your grandson has a fever?"

"Grandpa, this was just sent by the Ming family."

"Why do you care if the Ming family is plagued by disease? You can just hand this over to your subordinates and go through the usual social interactions. There's no need to show it to your grandfather."
Could it be that I recognize that string of names with the surname Ming on this page...?

Tao Yunhe frowned, looked at the names again, and said to Tao Zhuming:
"Zhu Ming, your concerns are not unfounded."

"Ok?"

"Take this obituary to your third uncle. Maybe the name of our spy planted in the Ming family is in it. Have your third uncle check it. If it is, then the Ming family is using this method to warn us."

There's no need to be the first to provoke a tiger that's seriously ill.

"Traitor?"

"If you're an inside man, it's inevitable that among different households, there will be some like-minded friends and some people who harbor resentment. It's not too much to ask for more communication between them, is it?"

"Okay, I'll take it to show my third uncle."

Tao Zhuming took the obituary and turned to walk outside.

After walking for a while, Tao Zhuming suddenly raised the square seal and used the reflection to check his grandfather's expression in the lakeside pavilion behind him.

As a result, he saw his grandfather picking his nose and then scraping his little finger on the edge of the stone table after he finished picking it.

Tao Yunhe noticed the unusual behavior on Tao Zhuming's side, turned his head, and gave him a little finger:

"What, do you want to try some?"

……

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The canyon realm is being opened from the outside.

Liu Yumei had only given the signal a short time ago, and they had only officially started their operation a short time ago, but the Great Realm had already shown obvious signs of loosening.

This indicates that there are many highly skilled array masters outside; otherwise, such high efficiency would be impossible.

At this moment, feathers appeared on the vast sky, first falling gently, and then like a heavy snowfall, covering a large area.

The appearance of these feathers further accelerated the speed at which the great boundary was pried open.

Uncle Qin looked up.

He had seen these feathers before.

Back then on the river, the great formation conjured from these feathers repeatedly compressed my mobility, forcing me to fight under pressure.

Over the years, these feathers have become more numerous and larger than they were back then.

Aunt Liu's eyes gleamed with a cold light. She had memorized many of Uncle Qin's enemies, even those he hadn't paid attention to at the time, by analyzing and observing the injuries on his body. As for the enemies that Uncle Qin himself remembered, how could she possibly forget them?
Liu Yumei: "Ali, remember, you must first attack the evil cultivator who is most skilled in using formations. We cannot allow him to completely overturn the Great World. If the evil spirits here are allowed to spill out, they will poison the world."

Qin Li nodded.

Liu Yumei's sword was constantly pointed at Qin Li.

The aura emanating from Qin Li was built up layer by layer.

When it came time to make his move, Qin Li didn't need to build up his momentum anymore; he was already at his peak, with his aura fully charged.

Behind the three, a thunder beast trapped by feng shui and weather was writhing in impotent rage, while a member of the Ming family was writhing in agony with an insect burrowing into his brow.

Many people were standing on the rolling hills beyond the Great Boundary.

A middle-aged man was waving a goose feather fan in front of him, trying to make the heavy snowfall even heavier.

He ordered his family to issue a call to action, saying that unrest had broken out in the canyon and to gather nearby martial arts practitioners to help control the situation and prevent the disaster from spreading.

Ou Qingfeng happened to be sent by the sect to pick tea in this area.

This was a task that should have been done by the sect's menial disciples, but it was assigned to him, who was now an elder in the sect. Moreover, the person who personally handed him the tea-picking quota list was his own uncle.

He didn't refuse and came to pick tea.

The quota was huge; he had been harvesting for several days but hadn't finished. Then, he received this call to action.

The junior manager in charge of overseeing the tea garden, wanting to make a name for himself, rallied everyone in the tea garden to come and help.

The steward didn't know Ou Qingfeng's identity. Anyway, those who were assigned to pick tea here were among the worst off among the miscellaneous disciples, so there was no need to investigate their identities. Therefore, the steward gave Ou Qingfeng his orders and also complained that the miscellaneous servants assigned to him this time were all so old. They were not only slow in their work, but they also made him miss the opportunity to show his skills.

Immediately, a familiar feeling swept over Ou Qingfeng's entire body. Although the environment and rules were different, this special texture seemed familiar.

He immediately connected the past with the present, because the person from the past and the most prominent figure in the martial arts world today both came from the same school.

A smile appeared on Ou Qingfeng's lips.

It wasn't enough that we stopped you from crossing the river back then, today we're going to stop your juniors too. So what if you have two powerful families behind you? With most of the Jianghu (martial arts world) pressing down on you, you can forget about ever turning things around again!
The small tea garden manager had no concept of the word "turmoil" and thought it was about capturing some small monster or evil spirit. When he arrived and saw the huge scene all over the mountains, he was completely dumbfounded.

In this area, the majority of people are dressed in the clothing of the Ming and Ling families, accounting for almost 90%.

When the array masters from the Ming family began to break through the boundary, the array masters from the Ling family quickly followed suit.

Ou Qingfeng knew that this meant he had received the signal to take action.

Judging from this, the matter inside must have been resolved, otherwise they wouldn't be so relaxed.

In the mountains and fields, array masters continuously came to the rescue, and their array skills were generally quite good.

Ou Qingfeng noticed that these array masters were often surrounded by a group of people. Not only were the array masters young, but at least half of the people surrounding them were also young.

Moreover, these groups of people generally stood outside the boundary line, as if they couldn't wait to rush in and suppress the unrest as soon as the boundary opened even slightly.

Besides groups of people, there were also groups of two or three, or even just one person, who all moved forward from the middle and rear after seeing the formation masters make their moves.

It's like a race is about to begin, and everyone comes to the starting line and takes their positions.

Moreover, although these people were dressed in the clothes of the Ming or Ling families, it was easy to tell from the weapons they carried and the aura they exuded that they were not from either of those families.

Ou Qingfeng felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him, as if he were seeing his own youth reflected in these people.

Fine, I'll help you guys out too.

When Ou Qingfeng took out his feather fan and fanned out a flurry of snowflakes, he didn't actually reveal anything special about himself. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was just fanning himself because he was hot.

But still, after seeing the heavy snowfall, many eyes began to search consciously, and some people even looked at him.

This wasn't something I noticed; I recognized it by its appearance.

Some people changed their appearance, while others remained the same.

Ou Qingfeng's smile deepened. He not only relived his youth here, but also met many people who had once stood in his youth.

This can be considered another kind of ending, right?
With the combined efforts of the array masters outside, the Great Realm was no longer secure, and cracks appeared at its edges.

"Today is the day to eliminate demons and defend the Way!"

"Protecting all living beings is our inescapable duty!"

"We are on the righteous path, willing to sacrifice ourselves for justice!"

As soon as the crack appeared, a group of people, either individually or in teams, rushed in quickly and in a scattered manner.

Behind them, many people wore meaningful smiles on their faces.

Like Ou Qingfeng, they were all caught up in memories, and they all expressed their understanding of this.

If that person had escaped back then, when he was critically injured, and had been left behind, a new struggle would likely have broken out over the fate of his body.

In fact, only a few of them had top-notch backgrounds. The reason they participated in that hunt back then was twofold: first, because they were promised enough benefits for themselves or their family's heritage; and second, because... for those of them who did not come from such good backgrounds, the very act of personally causing a generation of outstanding talents to fall and for a Dragon King's family to further collapse and sink into the mire brought them great comfort and pleasure.

Ou Qingfeng shook his head, plucked a feather from his goose feather fan, pinched it, and made it burn into blue flames before turning to ash.

You're just young and impetuous. With your predecessors as examples, you still dare to be so high-profile.

You want to punish the martial world? Well then, just watch as this martial world takes your life!

Just as Ou Qingfeng was immersed in this comfortable emotional atmosphere, suddenly, it was as if the lights had been turned off...

it's dark!

But it was afternoon, the sun was shining brightly in the mountains, where could one turn off a light?
Ou Qingfeng placed the fan on his face and looked up through the gaps between the feathers.

He froze, his expression frozen.

Right above him, he saw the sun and moon take turns, and the stars shift and move.

This is because someone, with an unimaginably powerful and overwhelming force of feng shui, forcefully enveloped this area in an instant, breaking the old boundary and establishing a new one.

Moreover, their domineering actions against so many people covering the entire mountainside showed that they didn't take the people from the two Dragon King factions seriously.

No, this couldn't possibly be that kid. Even if he were the head of one of the two Dragon King clans, it's impossible for him to possess such grandeur and skill at such a young age.

Which ancestor is inside?

Ou Qingfeng's eyes widened. He knew that even the ancestors of most families and sects were not capable of doing this.

Things have changed, we have to retreat!
Ou Qingfeng raised his feather fan again, but this time, he intended to find an opening to escape.

Just as he was about to turn around, a murderous intent locked onto him clearly and unmistakably, starkly and openly!
A sense of unease rose within Ou Qingfeng, and this feeling was strangely familiar.

He thought of that day when, while being besieged below, the person had glanced at him several times during lulls in the fighting.

It's you!

Ou Qingfeng opened his mouth, wanting to curse the Dragon King's Decree and the Dragon King Ming family, "Who the hell are you messing with?!"

Wasn't it supposed to be a tacit agreement to target the younger siblings? How come the older siblings are the ones being targeted?

Within the Great Boundary.

The sword in Liu Yumei's hand was no longer in her hand, but had gone to heaven.

It was she who turned off the light.

Because it's dark and you can't see, it can easily lead to misunderstandings that no one wants to happen.

Liu Yumei spoke up: "First, they forged the Dragon King's decree and gave it to the Dragon King Ming, defaming the Dragon King's family's reputation; then they destroyed my Listening Wind Gorge, killed my servants, and created turmoil; now they want to spread the turmoil and bring disaster to the world."

Such horrific acts are truly heinous and despicable, deserving of death!

Uncle Qin lifted his body off the ground and projected outwards. He wanted to kill the evil cultivators who knew formations first, because they might break through the barrier set up by the matriarch and escape. The first thing he wanted to kill was the heavy snow.

Liu Yumei walked slowly forward, her steps were very slow, but her figure flickered like a ghost, and she was no longer limited to one place, but appeared in multiple areas at the same time.

She knew who the first to rush in and spread out were.

These people all have powerful connections, which is why they were able to get advance notice and come here specifically to try and eat Xiao Yuan's "bones".

A group of people are sprinting at a very fast speed.

"Quickly, where is it? Where is it?"
We must find out. He possesses the inheritance of two Dragon King lineages. That old lady must have extracted a terrifying amount of power from him before he lit the lamp, which is why he can stand above everyone else on the river!

The young man had barely finished giving the order when he saw his subordinate, who had been leading the charge and clearing the way for the team with his powerful physique, now beheaded.

This was so simple and compliant, as if his subordinate were made of paper.

"Danger! Stop! Defend!"

The young man stopped, but his two remaining men ignored his orders and continued running forward. One of them, while running, separated from himself and split in two; the other, while running, threw himself off, his lower body still moving forward while his upper body fell to the ground.

"who are you!"

Since he started his journey across the river, all the evil spirits he had encountered combined could not instill the same sense of fear in him.

He saw it, he saw a figure appear before him, very young, very beautiful, so beautiful it made his heart flutter.

She is not an evil spirit, she is a human being!
"I'm……"

Before he could even begin his self-introduction, the young man saw a splatter of blood. He looked down and saw that it was his own heart, which had burst open.

Starting from the heart, this disintegration continues, as if one were bound together by a thread, which is now being rapidly untied.

Soon, not only his body, but also his soul, were completely stripped away.

Liu Yumei:
"Since you like this approach so much, I'll return the favor in the same way."

……

Ou Qingfeng peered through the gaps in the goose feather fan to make his vision more precise and clear. He wanted to predict in advance which direction the other person would come from so he could move in time.

He succeeded; he predicted it. But at the same time, he also saw that person.

The man was moving forward in a straight line. Anyone who stood in his way or was touched by him instantly turned into a bloody mist, unable to even utter a scream.

Because of his speed, most people could not detect his presence. A small number of people could detect him, but they all subconsciously avoided him, and no one was willing to actively block him.

This is different from back then. Back then, there were people organizing, leading, arranging, and even personally overseeing things. Back then, Ou Qingfeng had a huge number of people in front of him, and he only needed to calmly and continuously control the formation.

But this time, no one came to protect him, the array master.

Ou Qingfeng bit his tongue, spitting his blood onto the goose feather fan, and then pressed the fan downwards.

In an instant, snow covered the ground between him and that person.

But when that person stepped into this white area, the goose feather fan in Ou Qingfeng's hand burst into flames.

The grand formation he had set up was not only unable to suppress the opponent, but it couldn't even stop them.

When did he become so strong?

Qin Li approached Ou Qingfeng.

When a formation master is brought face-to-face with a martial artist at close range, the outcome is already predetermined.

Qin Li reached out, grabbed Ou Qingfeng by the neck, and lifted him up.

All the artifacts and talismans on Ou Qingfeng's body activated, only to be pulverized by the shockwave.

"You...you failed to cross the river...you failed..."

Qin Li exerted force with his fingers.

"boom!"

Ou Qingfeng turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Qin Li nodded. He had failed in his attempt to cross the river and thought he had lost everything, but when Xiao Yuan appeared, he suddenly realized...

"I failed, but now I can afford to fail."

(End of this chapter)