Divorced by her husband's family and rejected by her own! She defiantly turned her life around

Like a ghost, Qingwu appeared and disappeared on the street. She leaped down, exited the north gate, and headed straight for the warehouse. This time, she attacked directly from the front, killing one enemy after another as if possessed by a god of death. She wanted to see just how far her kung fu had come.

Soon, Jiang Ping and his men surrounded Qingwu. Archers were also on standby around them. Jiang Ping stepped forward and grinned roguishly. "Well, you've finally shown yourself. You're incredibly audacious to steal the imperial supplies. If you surrender, reveal your accomplices, and hand over the stolen goods, I, the head guard, might grant you a proper burial."

Qingwu remained silent, simply watching them. Seeing that Qingwu didn't speak, Jiang Ping immediately ordered the arrows to be fired. Qingwu leaped into the air, kicking away the longsword in the guard's hand and catching it steadily. She channeled her inner force into her right hand, and a sword aura spread out in the air. The arrows that were shot at her fell to the ground, and the people were also blasted away. Some vomited blood on the spot, and some died instantly.

Jiang Ping saw that this person's strength was terrifying. He was no match for her at all. Even if the group of them joined forces, they would only face certain death. Qingwu looked at them and approached step by step. They were so frightened that they retreated one after another.

Jiang Ping knew he couldn't escape his fate today, so he forced himself to stand up and said, "Brothers, we're all doomed tonight. We're going to die sooner or later anyway, so let's fight him. Maybe we'll have a chance to survive."

Eight men got up from the ground and stood with Jiang Ping, holding their swords, ready to fight at any moment.

Qingwu sheathed her sword, pointed at Jiang Ping and the others one by one, and beckoned with her finger, meaning, "Come on! Come at me all at once."

Jiang Ping waved his hand, and the group of people swung their swords together. Qingwu moved lightly, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, disarming them with a single palm strike and delivering a powerful punch to their hearts, sending them straight to meet the King of Hell.

Qingwu thought their swords were pretty good, so she found a sack in the house, packed them up, and carried it on her back to distribute to Lei Yi and the others. With weapons in hand, they wouldn't have to be afraid of a few hundred men, given their fighting strength.

She walked around the warehouse, knowing there must be some who had slipped through the net, but she didn't have time to look for them. She didn't know where those people had hidden, and they probably didn't dare to come out.

Qingwu went straight to where the people were being held, yanked the door open, and heard a woman scream from inside. She brought in a torch from outside, and the woman inside huddled up in fear.

She lit the torches in the house and stuck them on the wall.

The women inside the house saw the masked man in black standing silently before them. One of the bolder women asked, "Hero, have you come to rescue us?"

Qingwu nodded and beckoned the woman who had spoken to come over. The woman said, "Our hands and feet are tied, we can't walk." Qingwu went forward and untied the ropes for them, and then they untied each other's ropes.

The woman who spoke thought Qingwu was mute. She walked up to her and said, "Great hero, do you have something to say? If you can't say it, write it on the ground, or you can lead us to do it. We will follow your instructions."

Qingwu wrote on the ground with her sword: How many men do you have? I'll give you silver. Leave here as soon as it's light. The bad guys have been dealt with, but there might be some who escaped. Be careful.

The woman said, "Thank you for reminding us, sir. There are 36 of us here."

Qingwu took out a bag of loose silver, took out one tael from it, and placed it in the woman's hand. Then she pointed at each person behind her back. The woman understood and said, "Great hero, do you mean I should give each of them one tael of silver?"

Qingwu nodded, and the woman began to distribute the silver. In the end, there were still a few taels of silver left. The woman returned the money bag to Qingwu, and the woman knelt down first, kowtowing to thank Qingwu for her great kindness. "Thank you so much for saving my life, hero. Please leave your name so that we can repay you in the future."

The other women also knelt down to thank Qingwu.

Qingwu raised her hand to help them up, then turned and left.

These women were unfamiliar with the place and dared not wander around. They closed the door from the inside, extinguished the torches in the room, and quietly waited for dawn.

Qingwu left the warehouse in the north of the city and headed straight into the city. As she walked, she thought about what the man had said. The things in the warehouse were missing. She thought of the things that had gone missing from the other houses in Lingshui County before. How could things be so coincidental? Things would go missing wherever her master had been. How did her master manage to take the things away? It was simply unbelievable.

Could her master be a spirit in disguise, or a deity descended to earth? She could only think in this direction. Then she comforted herself, no matter what her master was, he was a good person and good to her. Even if he was a spirit in disguise, he was a good spirit. She wasn't afraid. She wanted to follow her master for the rest of her life.

Before she knew it, she had reached the North Gate. She bent over and climbed the city wall, landing silently, leaving no trace in the snow, as light as a cicada's wing.

After descending the city wall, we headed straight for the prefect's residence. The area where the prefect's residence was located was also the gathering place for the city's high-ranking officials and nobles, who mostly lived in this area.

Footsteps could be heard coming and going around the prefect's residence. She didn't act immediately, but hid in the shadows and listened carefully. There were sounds of fighting and things breaking not far away. She followed the sound and jumped onto the wall of a courtyard. She felt a familiar presence. It was the people who had chased them last night.

What are they doing here so late at night?

The group of people carried things out of the house box by box, then loaded them onto the carriage. When they arrived at the door, she could see them clearly. They were all dressed in black, their faces covered with black cloths, and they were pulling the things towards the prefect's residence.

So that's how it is—they were impersonating robbers. Why would Yu Ao, one of their own, rob their own people? She went into the courtyard to investigate and smelled a bloody odor. What a vicious tactic! They pinned the blame on the robbers and washed their hands of it all.

She hurried back to the prefect's residence, where she heard the man in black say, "Sir, all the loot we've seized is here. If you're ready, we'll set off immediately. We need to leave Shifu City before dawn so they can't catch us."

Upon hearing that they were planning to escape with the stolen money, Qingwu knew she couldn't let them go. The moment she moved, Changning immediately noticed, "Who's there?"

Lightly, she landed in front of them. Chang Ning looked at the newcomers and said, "It was you two thieves last night. I didn't expect you to be so bold. Did you have an accomplice outside? Now that you're here, you're not leaving."

"You two protect the master and mistress; the rest of you, attack together, and kill them alive."

Chang Ning and the others immediately drew their swords and rushed forward. Qing Wu also drew her sword and fought with them. Every move she made was extremely fierce, and each strike she made carried the sound of air being cut. Chang Ning and the others could not defend themselves at all. After a few rounds, Qing Wu had him firmly suppressed.

Seeing that they were outmatched, Chang Ning and his group immediately formed a battle formation: "No matter what, charge!"

Qingwu then unleashed a powerful attack, and within three moves, she had slit their throats with a single sword strike. Prefect Cai and his wife were terrified. Qingwu drew her sword and twirled it in the air, the tip pointing directly at Prefect Cai. Prefect Cai trembled with fear, wet his pants, and his mouth trembled so much that he couldn't utter a single word. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees.

Madam Cai was so frightened that she fainted.

Wu Lin, however, remained relatively calm. He said, "If you want these valuables, feel free to take them, as long as you don't harm our lives."

Qingwu knocked Wu Lin unconscious. She then attacked them one by one, each with a sword sheath. Those who had the sense to see that they had knocked themselves unconscious, Qingwu's lips curled up slightly. She really wanted to laugh!

She counted the carriages in the courtyard; there were more than 20 of them. She had to hurry back to call her master and pack up the things. Hehe!