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Chapter 270 The Shen Family is Attacked
Pinghai City, in the northern country.

The Shen family mansion, a small Western-style building.

dong dong!

Boom boom boom!
A sudden, urgent knocking startled Shen Miaowei, who was sitting cross-legged in her boudoir.

"Young Miss! Something terrible has happened!"

Outside the door, Huang Ma's panicked shouts could be heard.

Shen Miaowei had a bad feeling and hurriedly put on her shoes and socks before walking over and opening the door.

The nanny, Huang Ma, and the maid, Xiao Yu, stood side by side outside the door. Both of them were pale and sweating profusely.

"Aunt Huang, what happened?" Shen Miaowei asked.

"Young Miss, Master..." Aunt Huang gasped for breath, her eyes crinkling into deep wrinkles. "Master is dying! You must go and see him!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Miaowei was startled.

With a swift movement of her feet, she darted out of the room like a gust of wind, disappearing from Huang Ma and Xiao Yu's sight in the blink of an eye.

This scene terrified the two of them.

Although they knew that the young lady was cultivating, they thought she was practicing martial arts to strengthen her body. They had never seen such a ghostly and incredibly fast movement technique before.

For a moment, Huang Ma froze on the spot, forgetting even her grief. Xiao Yu's mouth was agape, unable to utter a single word.

whoosh-

Shen Miaowei suddenly appeared at the door of the master bedroom on the second floor of the main building. Her face was anxious, and she was about to rush in.

But the next second, she heard the sounds of crying rising and falling in the room, and her raised hand froze.

Shen Miaowei's heart sank, and she took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob.

Click.

The cries of the three concubines and their younger siblings suddenly grew louder, and an indescribable, gloomy atmosphere descended upon them.

Shen Miaowei walked quickly to the bedside and saw a doctor with gray hair carrying a basin of blood-stained water and gauze turn around and shake his head at her with guilt.

"Father!" She rushed to the bedside and saw her father, Shen Han, lying motionless on the bed with his face ashen and his eyes closed.

Hearing his daughter's call, Shen Han's eyelids trembled, and he finally opened his eyes. His cloudy gaze fell upon the familiar face, and he couldn't help but force a smile.

"Wei'er... Your father, cough, your father's days are numbered."

Shen Han's breath was barely a whisper.

"Dad! Don't say such discouraging things!" Shen Miaowei grabbed her father's large hand, feeling its icy touch. "You'll be alright!"

However, Shen Han disagreed.

His cloudy gaze struggled to sweep across the bedside—where stood three concubines, each with a sorrowful expression and their own thoughts, along with their three young and innocent children.

Shen Han used his last bit of strength to squeeze out the words in a hoarse voice: "You...you go out first, I...I'll talk to Wei'er one last time."

"Master, this..." Madam Zhou's expression changed drastically. Instead of backing down, she pulled her son Shen Mingrui into her arms and held him tightly, as if protecting her most important bargaining chip. She gritted her teeth and said, "Let Mingrui stay here too? He... he is your own son. He should listen to this!"

Seeing this, Madam Liang from the third wife understood immediately and hurriedly chimed in, "Yes, sir, Mingzhang is also your flesh and blood. Let both little ones stay; the children will miss you!"

As she spoke, she pushed Shen Mingzhang forward half a step.

The fourth wife, Lin, was gentler. Seeing her husband's livid face and then looking at her timid little daughter, Shen Mingxuan, in her arms, she silently lowered her head, took her daughter's hand, and quietly left the room.

Lying on the bed, Shen Han felt a surge of anger rush to his head, and his already weak breath became even more suffocated.

The gunshot wound and burns in his chest were aggravated by his anger, and the intense pain made his vision blur and his throat taste metallic.

He never expected that, as he was nearing the end of his life, his wives and concubines, who were usually quite respectful, would dare to openly disobey his orders at this critical juncture.

What is it that you can't bear to part with?

It was clearly because they were afraid that he would entrust the Shen family's foundation and most of the family property to his eldest daughter, Shen Miaowei, on his deathbed, so that they and their son would not get any benefits!

"You... you..."

Shen Han was so angry that he trembled all over. He wanted to shout at him, but all he got in return was a heart-wrenching cough that splattered blood onto the bedding.

Even the hand that was pointing at them fell limply to the side, and his eyes were filled with anger, disappointment, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Father!" Shen Miaowei exclaimed, quickly grasping her father's hand.

At this moment of extreme oppression, Shen Miaowei suddenly raised her head. The sorrow on her face was instantly replaced by anger; her eyes, sharp as knives, swept over Zhou and Liang, and she coldly said:

"go out!"

Zhou felt a chill run down her spine at that look, but relying on her status as an elder and her protection of her son, she forced herself to retort, "Miaowei, what kind of attitude is this? This is an elder's business, not yours to discuss..."

She wanted to say "disrespectful," but remembering Shen Miaowei's domineering attitude over the past few days, she swallowed the words back.

Shen Miaowei didn't speak again, but the cold light in her eyes intensified.

An invisible pressure suddenly spread out!

This is her gaze as she unfolds her primordial spirit.

In an instant, the room seemed to freeze.

Zhou and Liang felt a bone-chilling coldness wash over them, their hearts stopped, their legs went weak, and they almost lost control of their bladders on the spot.

Their faces turned deathly pale, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Shen Mingrui and Shen Mingzhang in their arms were equally stunned, forgetting even to cry, their little faces filled only with pure fear.

"go out."

Shen Miaowei spoke again, her voice even colder.

"Ah!" Zhou and Liang finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a short scream. They almost tumbled and crawled, dragging their terrified son out of the room in a panic.

Bang.

Shen Miaowei waved her hand, and the door was closed by an invisible force, isolating her from the outside world.

In the room, only she and her father, Shen Han, who was barely breathing, remained.

Shen Han's cough gradually subsided, and he stared in astonishment at his daughter, who seemed like a completely different person. The imposing aura she had just exuded was something no ordinary young lady could possess.

His cloudy eyes first showed disbelief, then a strange sense of relief and comfort welled up inside him.

“Wei’er…”

Shen Han's voice was extremely weak, but it carried a hint of a smile: "Although I don't know what you've been through during this time, I... I've seen you grow up and become capable, so I can close my eyes in peace now."

With all his might, he intermittently instructed: "The Shen family is now in your hands... Remember, take your family and leave Pinghai City as soon as possible, the farther the better. 'King of Guanzhong' and his gang will not let me go. The Xie family... can't be relied on either."

"Father! Stop talking!" Shen Miaowei suddenly interrupted him, her tone resolute.

She couldn't let her father finish his last words in this state!

To Shen Han's astonishment, a vibrant, teardrop-shaped mark on Shen Miaowei's brow suddenly lit up, emitting a soft, life-giving glow.

She raised her hand, her fingertips shimmering with pale blue magical light, and gently pressed it against Shen Han's chest, which was riddled with bullet holes and mangled, and his severely burned abdomen.

"Like a spring breeze and gentle rain, it brings blessings to all living beings."

Shen Miaowei murmured, and a bright blue light shone from her fingertips.

"Edict!"

Drizzle—

Shen Han seemed to hear the sound of spring rain.

He looked down in horror and saw with his own eyes the gruesome, penetrating wound in his chest, the flesh rapidly writhing and healing. Layers of charred, burned skin peeled away, revealing tender, pink new flesh beneath.

Even broken bones and damaged internal organs are rapidly repaired and healed under the influence of this miraculous power.

In just a few breaths, Shen Han's fatal wounds had healed completely, leaving only a few light pink new scars.

"Cough...cough..."

Shen Han took a deep breath and actually managed to sit up by himself, supporting himself on the edge of the bed.

He touched his smooth chest in disbelief, his eyes filled with turbulent emotions, his voice trembling:

"Wei'er! This...this is...celestial magic?!"

Shen Miaowei withdrew her hand, and the blue lines between her brows disappeared.

The spell bestowed by the master has finally completed its mission and disappeared.

Seeing the renewed vitality and intense shock in her father's eyes, she felt a surge of joy.

After taking a deep breath, Shen Miaowei nodded solemnly:
"Yes, Father."

"My daughter was fortunate enough to encounter a celestial being and become the disciple of a reclusive immortal. Now, my daughter is a cultivator and has learned some wonderful methods."

Her voice was calm.

Shen Han stared blankly at his daughter, and in her clear and bright eyes, he seemed to see a certain firmness, confidence, and a wider world.

After a brief silence.

Shen Han let out a loud and hearty laugh.

"Hahaha! Cough cough... Hahahaha! Good! Good! Good!"

He laughed until tears streamed down his face, slapping the edge of the bed and repeatedly saying "Good!"

Every "good" is filled with immense excitement and pride.

"Heaven has not forsaken me, Shen Han! It has even blessed my Shen family! Wei'er has such a divine destiny! Good! Excellent! Hahaha!"

Shen Han's previous lifelessness vanished, replaced by a joy and pride akin to that of a rebirth.

But at this moment.

"what--"

"Ugh!"

Several sharp, short screams came from outside the main building, followed by the dull thud of a heavy object falling to the ground and a cacophony of noise.

Shen Han's expression changed slightly.

Shen Miaowei frowned and immediately unleashed her primordial spirit, enveloping the entire Shen residence.

"not good!"

Almost at the same moment her primordial spirit detected the anomaly, Shen Miaowei's pupils contracted slightly.

Snap——

The bedroom window shattered instantly!

A blindingly cold light, carrying a sharp fluctuation of magical power, shot straight at Shen Miaowei's back like a venomous snake's tongue—it was a uniquely shaped dark red throwing knife!

Shen Miaowei's alarm bells rang loudly. Just as she was about to dodge, she felt a slight warmth on the undergarment she was wearing close to her body.

The magical artifact bestowed by the master was activated, and the golden "福" (fortune) character embroidered on the bib suddenly shone with a warm red light.

next moment.

The fiercely flying knife, just a few feet from Shen Miaowei's back, seemed to hit an invisible wall, its trajectory suddenly twisting, and with a whoosh, it narrowly grazed the hem of her clothes.

puff!
Click!

The flying knife shattered a tall celadon vase in the corner, its momentum undiminished, embedding itself deep into the wall, leaving only a small, smooth hole with mirror-like edges from which wisps of dark red malevolent energy emanated.

so close!

It was Master's magic weapon that saved me!
Shen Miaowei felt a chill run down her spine and instantly understood.

Ignoring her lingering fear, she immediately uttered in a low voice, "Liuli Boy!"

"Meow! I'm here!"

A petite figure darted in from outside the door with lightning speed; it was the cat-eared girl, Ruri. Her amber, vertical pupils scanned the broken window and the holes in the wall warily.

"Liuli Boy, please protect my father!"

Shen Miaowei spoke very quickly.

"Don't worry about me, meow!" Liuli nodded vigorously, her little chest thumping loudly, and immediately stood in front of the bed, assuming a defensive posture. Shen Han was stunned to see a girl with fluffy cat ears and three flexible tails suddenly appear.
"Wei'er, who...who is this?"

"This is Senior Liuli, a pageboy under Master's command."

Shen Miaowei gave a brief introduction, her gaze now fixed intently on the window. Her primordial spirit clearly detected a second, powerful surge of magical energy rapidly approaching.

"The attackers were actually two cultivators?!"

Shen Miaowei's heart sank.

Shen Han bowed slightly to Liu Li as a sign of respect, then spoke in a deep voice to his daughter, Shen Miaowei:
"It must be an assassin sent by the 'King of Guanzhong'! That scoundrel won't rest until he kills me!"

Shen Miaowei had already learned from her father that He Qiwei, the "King of Guanzhong," was a powerful warlord who controlled a region outside of the Northern Chen Kingdom. He had rebelled from the Southern Kingdom and was infamous for his ruthlessness.

The bandit leader known as "Sitting Tiger," who now entrenched himself in the Renwang Town area and is feared even by the garrison, is backed by the ruthless "King of Guanzhong"!
A cold glint flashed in Shen Miaowei's eyes, her killing intent palpable.

That's it!

They caused my father to be seriously injured and on the verge of death, and now they want to kill them all!
He Qiwei...

Damn it!
"Father, Senior Liuli, please stay in your room. I'll be right back!"

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Miaowei swayed and swept out of the broken window like a gentle breeze.

The moment she landed, the scene before her eyes fueled her anger even more.

In the courtyard, seven or eight loyal Shen family guards lay dead on the ground, their deaths gruesome. In the gloomy air, two figures hovered high above, like deadly owls.

One of them was a lean man with triangular eyes, who was playing with a dark red throwing knife in his hand, his eyes sinister.

The sneak attack just now was clearly his doing.

The other person was a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist, holding a magical artifact that emitted a faint spiritual light and resembled a kite.

"Tsk, I never expected this... This young lady of the Shen family is actually a cultivator, and she even has a magic weapon to protect her, which allowed her to dodge my 'Blood Fiend Flying Knife'."

The triangular-eyed monk had a hoarse voice.

"The intelligence was wrong. That 'Mountain Tiger' will definitely give me an explanation!"

“You’ve hidden it quite well…” Another burly cultivator looked down at the girl in the cheongsam and suddenly shook the kite-shaped magical artifact in his hand. “However, this ends here!”

call--

The kite swelled in the wind, instantly growing to several meters in size. It was painted with a hideous ghost face and emitted a mournful, wailing sound, stirring up gusts of cold wind that descended upon Shen Miaowei!
At the same time, the throwing knife in the triangular-eyed man's hand also turned into a red light, striking first and aiming straight for Shen Miaowei's throat.

call out--

Despite being attacked from both sides by two cultivators, Shen Miaowei showed no fear, even though it was her first time fighting someone. Instead, she felt a surge of sharpness as she tried to prove herself.

She took a deep breath, her slender fingers forming a brushstroke in the air.

"With a single stroke, mountains and rivers are shrouded in mist and clouds!"

In an instant, a graceful and powerful ink-colored trail flowed from her fingertips, instantly weaving into a hazy mountain and water barrier in front of her.

The whistling ghost-faced kites and the sharp, blood-red flying knives crashed into the inky "clouds and smoke," as if sinking into quagmire, their speed suddenly reduced, emitting a metallic clanging sound, and were temporarily blocked from entering.

The man with the triangular eyes and the burly cultivator both snorted coldly.

However, before they could change their tactics, Shen Miaowei's delicate hands moved again, her fingertips dancing like a ball of lightning.

"Cut the shadow and draw the shape!"

Beside the flying knife and kite trapped by the ink mist, the void twisted and two solid ink shadows appeared out of thin air, their shapes exactly the same as the flying knife and kite magic weapons.

Using the "Shadow Painting" technique taught by her master, she perfectly copied her opponent's attack.

The Ink Shadow Flying Knife clashed with the Blood Fiend Flying Knife, and the Ink Shadow Kite entangled the Ghost Face Kite. In mid-air, bursts of magical shockwaves erupted, resulting in a draw.

Boom! !
"What?!" The two cultivators exclaimed in shock.

Shen Miaowei's eyes were cold and merciless. She dipped her fingertips in the ink of the void and swiftly sketched the figures of the two people.

"Cut the Shadow, Paint the Soul—Bind the Spirit!"

This time, she painted the primordial spirits of those two cultivators.

An invisible, terrifying suction force descended instantly!
"How can it be?!"

"High-level 'Painting Dao' spell!"

Two piercing screams rang out.

The look of horror on the triangular-eyed, burly cultivator's face froze instantly, his eyes quickly dimming, like a soulless shell falling straight down from mid-air.

thump! thump!
The two bodies crashed to the ground and fell silent.

Their primordial spirits had been forcibly taken away and obliterated by Shen Miaowei using the "Shadow Painting" spell.

Shen Miaowei breathed slightly, looking at the corpse on the ground, just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

woo-

A chilling roar came from the direction of the Shen residence's main gate. This was followed by a barrage of gunfire and screams of agony.

It was a chaotic mess, with lots of crackling and popping noises.

Shen Miaowei's primordial spirit issued a severe warning as a sinister aura, several times stronger than that of the two cultivators from before, swept over her.

"What's going on? There are enemies too!"

She looked up and saw a huge creature smash through the heavy wrought iron gate of the Shen residence.

Clang!

It was a colossal beast, entirely black and shaped like a lion! It was over three zhang long, its fur resembling tangled black mud, emanating an ominous black aura.

Its head resembled both a human and a lion, with protruding fangs and a pair of emerald green vertical pupils that gleamed with a cruel light.

With its breath, a visible gray-black aura spread out. Several armed guards who were nearby were immediately touched by it, and their eyes rolled back, pustules appeared on their skin, they foamed at the mouth, convulsed and fell down, and died in the blink of an eye!
Upon seeing this, Shen Miaowei inexplicably thought of the strange tales she had read before.

The *Shenyi Jing* records: "In the Great Wilderness there is a beast that eats people. If it bites a person, they will fall ill; if it touches a person, they will get sick. It is called..."

, ailments.

This beast is none other than the evil creature that brings disaster, disease, and death—the Sickness Beast!
"How could such an evil creature appear in my Shen family?"

Shen Miaowei looked surprised.

She thought of a possibility.

The "King of Guanzhong" not only sent two cultivators to try and kill my father, but also brought this evil creature here as a precaution.

"What a vicious mind!"

A cold glint flashed in Shen Miaowei's beautiful eyes.

This isn't just about killing Shen Han and destroying the Shen family; they want to wipe out the entire Pinghai City!

"Fire! Fire!"

The remaining guards were terrified and frantically pulled the triggers. However, the bullets struck the beast as if hitting steel, only scattering sparks and further enraging the ferocious creature.

"Roar!!"

With a roar, the beast swept its massive claws across, sending the remaining guards flying like straws, their tendons and bones broken.

Its emerald eyes instantly locked onto Shen Miaowei, who exuded the aura of a cultivator in the courtyard. Black wind containing countless diseases condensed in its mouth and blew towards Shen Miaowei.

call--

Shen Miaowei's primordial spirit issued a warning.

Her intuition told her that this evil creature before her was far beyond her capabilities.

The only option is to escape!
But behind him was his father's room, and below him was the Shen family mansion.

If she runs away, everyone will die!
Shen Miaowei gritted her teeth, mustered her magic power, and once again used "Mountains and Rivers in One Stroke" to draw layers of mountains in an attempt to block the way. She also activated "Shadow Painting" at full power, trying to copy the shadow of the stricken beast.

However, her dark mountains were rapidly corroded and disintegrated under the breath of disease, and the power of "Shadow Cutting" could not shake the disease beast in the slightest.

A mocking, anthropomorphic glint flashed in the eyes of the beast as it strode forward, shattering the stone slabs beneath its feet and unleashing a deathly wind.

Shen Miaowei's face turned pale.

"You wicked creature! How dare you wreak havoc on the world?!"

A clear, cold shout, like a thunderclap from the heavens, suddenly resounded above the Shen residence.

next moment.

A figure appeared in mid-air without warning.

The newcomer was dressed in a dark black robe, with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree. He had a young and handsome face, but carried an indifferent air of looking down on all living beings.

"Master?!"

Shen Miaowei looked up and her face lit up with joy.

Wang Xi calmly looked down at the enormous black lion.

The entry for this evil entity appeared in my field of vision—

"Great Demon - Yang (Nemesis/Title 2-Star/Elite)"

This "Yang Beast" is several levels stronger than the otherworldly beast "Bingyi," comparable to a great cultivator at the Inner Realm and Outer Appearance realm.

“The Beast of Sickness…” Wang Xi murmured.

As the saying goes, one is unwell.

The word "恙" here refers to "illness".

When people greet each other with "I'm fine," it means "I'm safe and sound."

Wang Xi also did not expect that the "great calamity" that Shen Miaowei appeared several times in the "seclusion preview" was this legendary evil beast.

In the past, he would have been truly helpless.

But it's completely different now.

boom!
Wang Xi counted on his fingers.

The void behind him suddenly twisted, and a dark black Dharma image, eight zhang tall with a blurred face but as majestic as a prison, descended in an instant.

—The appearance of the Mysterious Dragon Immortal!
The Dharma Image was enveloped in a flowing Daoist aura, its black robes fluttering in the wind. It lowered its head, its empty eye sockets seemingly containing the rise and fall of galaxies, gazing down at the tiny, wretched beast below, and uttered a grand and solemn Daoist chant:

"Heaven's justice is clear, and evil cannot hide. A great demon wreaks havoc, poisoning all living beings! It must be punished—"

The final word "execute" fell like a decree from Heaven. The Xuanlong True Man's Dharma form, with fingers pointing like a sword, raised his hand and gestured towards the void.

A jade python, three or four zhang long, flew out and transformed into a massive white jade sword, which was grasped by the Dharma Image.

bass! !

A pure, jade-white sword light descended gently from above. The dense black wind, rife with disease, crumbled upon it, melting away like ice and snow.

The enormous beast, which was about to turn and flee, suddenly froze. A jade thread emerged from the center of its ferocious head, pierced through its massive body, and extended to the end of its thick lion tail.

Boom! ! !

Its enormous body exploded into black mist.

Completely annihilated between heaven and earth.

It left behind only a dark blue ball of light that was invisible to others, which flew straight into Wang Xi's brow.

The entire Shen residence was deathly silent.

Behind the window of the Western-style building, protected by glass, Shen Han clung to the window frame, his eyes almost bulging out, his mouth unconsciously agape.

He witnessed this incredible scene firsthand and couldn't help but murmur, "A god..."

In the courtyard, Shen Miaowei stared blankly at the black-robed figure in the air and the enormous Dharma image that stood tall behind him.

Since her master appeared, she has no more panic.

In my heart, only a complex and indescribable emotion remained, a mixture of boundless admiration and reverence...

A multitude of emotions surged within her, ultimately manifesting in the pure, almost obsessive gaze in her eyes.

Her master's figure appeared infinitely tall in her eyes, as if he were supporting the entire sky.

(End of this chapter)