Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

"Does Li Tanhua think he can change?"

"No one is perfect; everyone makes mistakes. To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue."

Li Xunhuan had barely finished speaking.

Long Xiaoyun kowtowed and said, "I was wrong, Xiaoyun knows she was wrong, please, Master Wei, spare my life!"

Wei Wu picked up the wine in front of him and took a small sip: "Can it really be changed?"

Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly and said, "If this child were placed by my side, and I disciplined him for his parents, there might still be hope."

"But I always feel that what our ancestors said was right: it's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature." Wei Wu put down his wine bowl, which was still half full, showing no signs of having been drunk.

He said in a deep voice, "He doesn't know he's wrong; he knows he's going to die!"

"Snapped!"

Tie Chuanjia slammed his fist on the table and stood up, shouting, "He's just a child!"

Wei Wu retorted, "Have you ever seen such a vicious child?"

Tie Chuanjia was speechless for a moment. His fierce momentum seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water, and he froze there, unable to respond. He looked to Li Xunhuan for help.

Long Xiaoyun also raised her head, her forehead red and swollen, and looked at Li Xunhuan with tears streaming down her face.

Li Xunhuan sighed, then swung his palm out, sending Long Xiaoyun tumbling. His palm strike was so fast that before Long Xiaoyun could even shed a tear, she was already rolling on the ground.

However, Long Xiaoyun did not feel any pain. He only felt a warm current flowing from Li Xunhuan's palm down his shoulder and throughout his body, like being warmly soaked in a hot spring, with every pore on his body opening up.

He actually opened his mouth.

But the breath came out of his mouth.

Long Xiaoyun panicked.

His cheeks were flushed as if he had been drinking, and his body was so weak that he couldn't muster any strength. In a panic, he discovered that his martial arts skills, which were no less than those of many seasoned martial arts masters, had been completely destroyed!

Overwhelmed with grief, he broke down in tears.

"My martial arts! My martial arts!" he howled twice, glaring fiercely at Li Xunhuan. His sharp voice, typical of a child his age, seemed to pierce the roof. "You actually crippled me! My father will never let you get away with this!"

Enraged, Tie Chuanjia burst into laughter, raising his foot but not actually kicking. He angrily exclaimed, "You ignorant fool!"

"You relied on your family background and martial arts skills to injure and kill people. My young master crippled your martial arts to teach you a lesson and make you realize the seriousness of the matter. In the future, don't hurt people so carelessly, so that you can take this person's life from you."

You've turned on me like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, and now you hate my young master! You're truly wicked!

Long Xiaoyun collapsed to the ground like a pancake, tears and snot streaming down her face. Her once delicate and pretty face now looked disgusted. She hiccuped and cried out:

"I'd rather die than lose my martial arts skills!"

"Oh, that's perfect, I'll give you a ride." Wei Wu picked up the wine bowl in his hand, threw it forward, and most of the wine in the bowl was spilled out.

The first few drops of liquor, about the size of soybeans, were crystal clear and shot towards Long Xiaoyun with a "whoosh".

Li Xunhuan suddenly reached out, and four bloody holes were immediately punched into his left hand. Blood dripped from his palm, the holes so deep that the bone was visible.

"Young Master!"

Upon seeing his young master injured, Tie Chuanjia rushed forward, grabbed his hand, and shouted at Mei Er, "Mr. Mei Er, quickly look at my young master's hand!"

Mr. Mei walked over with disdain and scolded Li Xunhuan without any politeness, "He's not even your son, yet you still stand up for him!"

Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly, ignoring his own injuries, and looked at Wei Wu, almost pleadingly asking, "With just one hand and this child's martial arts skills, can I atone for his past sins?"

"Okay." Wei Wu nodded, stood up, and turned to leave with Lin Xian'er. Just before leaving, he added:

"But whether I forgive him or not is not my business, and it doesn't count for me to say it. Let him ask him himself."

After saying that, Wei Wu went out the door.

Li Xunhuan was taken aback.

Tie Chuanjia suddenly turned around.

But they found that Long Xiaoyun, who was lying limp on the ground, had stopped breathing at some point. Her round eyes were wide open, showing little pain, only a chilling viciousness.

Clearly, even on his deathbed, this child was still thinking about how to harm others and how to take revenge.

Tie Chuanjia fell silent for a moment.

Li Xunhuan's face was filled with pain. He used his intact right hand to pick up the wine bowl and drank the wine in one gulp. The wine stung his throat as if he were being stabbed with a knife. He suppressed the cough that was about to rise and instead picked up a whole jar of wine and poured it into his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

He spat a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of blood onto the table.

He couldn't cry, but that only made it worse. He pounded the table, yelling, "It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

But what exactly is it to blame him for?

Even Tie Chuanjia, his loyal servant who had been with him for almost half his life, couldn't understand it.

……

Lin Xian'er couldn't understand it either.

"That's Li Xunhuan!"

"Li Xunhuan, whose flying knives never miss their mark!"

Seeing that Wei Wu ignored her, Lin Xian'er stopped pretending to be weak, caught up with Wei Wu in a few steps, turned around in front of him, opened her arms, and blocked his way, asking:

"You previously said you were no match for him and were afraid he would use a knife on you. How dare you kill Long Xiaoyun in front of him? Aren't you afraid he'll kill you?"

Wei Wu pressed one hand against Lin Xian'er's face, pushing her away, and said perfunctorily as he walked away, "That's why I told you so much about Long Xiaoyun's past. If Li Xunhuan could still use a knife against me after hearing about Long Xiaoyun's past, then he wouldn't be Li Xunhuan."

Lin Xian'er wasn't annoyed by being pushed away. She jogged after Wei Wu and said, "Then why don't you make Li Xunhuan owe you a favor? That way, as long as you don't cross Tianji Laoren and Shangguan Jin Hong, you can act arrogantly in the martial world."

"Li Xunhuan was a stubborn and righteous man."

If what I do is reasonable, he will come uninvited even if I don't need favors;

If what I do is unreasonable, even if I use personal connections, he won't intervene.

"He has owed too much in his life, so he doesn't mind taking on more debts."

If the person today were the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets, he would have already run away with Long Xiaoyun before he even entered the house;

If the person today were Shangguan Jin Hong, after he entered the house, Shangguan Jin Hong would not pour him wine, but would instead have Jing Wuming draw his sword.

But today, it's Li Xunhuan who's in charge, so Long Xiaoyun is destined to die.

Wei Wu would not feel guilty or anything for killing Long Xiaoyun, but Li Xunhuan would definitely feel pain for not being able to protect Long Xiaoyun.

But that's Li Xunhuan's business.

It has nothing to do with Cao Cao.

"Moreover," he glanced at Lin Xian'er and scoffed disdainfully, "..."

"Without Li Xunhuan, I wouldn't be able to roam the martial arts world freely?"

The Old Man of Heavenly Secrets? Shangguan Jin Hong? They should be avoiding my sharp edge!

Lin Xian'er's beautiful eyes sparkled, but she didn't bring up the matter again. Instead, she crossed her arms and looked at Wei Wu, teasingly saying, "I didn't expect you to be so righteous, actually helping Long Xiaoyun avenge those people she killed."

Wei Wu glanced at her in confusion. This woman was really stupid. She knew him inside and out, yet she still didn't know who he was.

Would he stand up for those dead?

Are you kidding me!

"Long Xiaoyun wants to kill me, so he must die today."

"That's it?" Lin Xian'er asked, both surprised and puzzled.

Wei Wu didn't reply. He saw a tavern, went inside, and found a table to sit down.

"Waiter, bring the wine!"