"Shut up! Protect her." Seeing that Xuan Ming still wanted to continue speaking, Shen Qianmo pressed Qianqian's pressure points and pushed her into Xuan Ming's arms.
Shen Qianmo glanced at the Tang Clan subordinates around her, her eyes instantly turning extremely gloomy. The smile on her lips was bloodthirsty and ruthless. White ribbons flew out from her hands, like a vengeful demon. Her eyes were icy cold, as if she wanted to kill all the Tang Clan subordinates with her gaze.
Purgatory. Absolute purgatory. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, hundreds of Tang Clan subordinates lay dead in pools of blood. A gentle breeze blew, and Shen Qianmo's white robes fluttered in the wind, along with her white silk ribbon. Her eyes were bloodthirsty, and her smile was icy as she coldly surveyed the corpses on the ground.
Blood flowed like a river. The flowerbeds that were once filled with flowers were now soaked in blood, and the ground was littered with corpses, making it impossible to tell whether they were from the Tang Clan or the Seven Absolutes Manor.
Deathly silence reigned. The Tang Clan members were all dead; not a single one survived. The people of Seven Absolutes Manor were speechless with shock.
They witnessed firsthand how the Demon Palace Master acted like a murderous madman, leaving no survivors in his wake. All the Tang Clan members didn't even have time to escape before dying at his hands. And the Demon Palace Master, clad in flowing white robes, stood there coldly after slaughtering everyone, as if everything that had just happened was merely a dream.
"Dare to harm Qianqian, and you'll leave this world alive! Tang Clan, I will annihilate you!" Shen Qianmo's tone was icy cold. He spoke slowly and softly, yet his chilling and murderous voice pierced everyone's ears, filling them with fear. They all shared the same thought: offending the Demon Palace meant certain death!
Shen Qianmo paid no heed to the astonished looks on the faces of the Seven Absolutes Manor members. She merely smiled coldly, like a chilling demon. The Tang Clan had first indirectly caused Situ Jingyan's injury, and now they had even harmed Qianqian. She would never forget this debt, nor would she easily forgive Tang Yun!
"How are you?" Shen Qianmo's eyes changed from cold to doting the moment they met Qianqian's. He looked at Qianqian's bleeding arm and the blackened wound and said with heartache.
"Waaaaah. Palace Master...it hurts so much." Qianqian covered her wound, tears streaming down her face, and said to Shen Qianmo in a coquettish tone.
Xuanming was surprised to see Qianqian crying. When Qianqian was injured earlier, she didn't even utter a sound and continued killing with a cold face. But now, as soon as she saw Shen Qianmo, her tears flowed like pearls from a broken string.
The people of the Seven Absolutes Manor all around shared a common understanding: the Demon Palace Master really did favor this little maidservant; all that ruthless slaughter was for her sake. Now they truly understood what it meant to be driven to rage for a beauty.
"Qianmo." Xuanlou's gentle voice entered her ears. At this moment, everyone from the Seven Absolutes Manor had left the scene, leaving only Qianqian and Xuanming.
Shen Qianmo raised her eyebrows slightly, her previously cold expression softening somewhat. Xuan Lou had always called her Palace Master, so why was he suddenly addressing her by her given name?
Xuan Lou didn't know why he called her name. Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, he felt a sudden pang of heartache for Shen Qianmo. Without realizing it, he called her name, because he felt that she was just an ordinary woman, not a god.
He wanted to protect her. But he knew she didn't need it. Yes. She didn't need protection, or perhaps, she didn't need his protection.
"Brother, you must find a doctor to check on Qianqian! Those bastards spat poison on their swords! Although I gave Qianqian an antidote, there's no guarantee there won't be any problems!" Xuanming hurriedly interrupted Xuanlou before he could finish speaking.
"The poison has been neutralized." Shen Qianmo glanced at Xuanming. Tang Clan's subordinates liked to soak their swords in poison, but it wasn't a particularly potent poison, and the antidote had already taken effect.
Seeing Xuanming's anxious expression, Shen Qianmo felt a warmth in her heart. Xuanming really cared about Qianqian. Seeing that Qianqian was willing to get injured to save Xuanming, she must have some feelings for him.
Qianqian has been by her side for six years now. She has always treated Qianqian like a younger sister, and Qianqian's future is something she has always worried about.
Now, seeing Qianqian and Xuanming, she actually thinks Xuanming is a good match. He's simple-minded, kind to Qianqian, and besides, he has a powerful and doting older brother, so Qianqian won't be left without protection.
"Thank goodness." Xuanming seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, looking at Qianqian with concern, and asked with heartache, "Does it hurt a lot? It's all my fault."
"Hmph! I told you your martial arts are no good and you still won't admit it. You couldn't even handle being attacked by five Tang Clan servants!" Qianqian pouted in a huff and scolded her mercilessly. Her bright eyes showed a look of anger at her lack of self-confidence, which made her look extremely cute.
Xuanming felt embarrassed after Qianqian's words, but he didn't argue back. He just scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I'll practice harder in the future, okay?"
"You said it yourself! Next time, I won't save you even if you kill me! It hurts so much!" Qianqian pouted, speaking in a way that was both coquettish and coquettish.
Seeing the pain on Qianqian's face as she pulled at her wound, Xuanming said with heartache, "Next time I won't need you to save me! Next time I'll protect you!"
Qianqian was amused by Xuanming's words, and with a chuckle, the feigned anger on her face vanished without a trace.
Seeing Qianqian and Xuanming's expressions, Shen Qianmo's lips curled into a slight smile. Qianqian's happiness was now the only thing she cared about besides Situ Jingyan.
"Young Master, please clean up these corpses. I don't like the smell of blood." Shen Qianmo glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, frowned in disgust, and looked at Xuan Lou, who was still standing to the side as if he had something to say, before speaking lazily.
Xuan Lou glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, nodded slightly, and ultimately didn't utter the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Perhaps, Shen Qianmo didn't need her comfort at all.
Moreover, a woman as strong as her is so powerful that even an exceptional man like the Lord of the Blood Demon Pavilion cannot protect her. What ability or qualification does he have to want to do so?
Even if he wanted to protect her, he had no right, no standing, and no ability. In this world, perhaps only that flamboyant and alluring man in blood-red robes could protect her.
He shook his head slightly. Those things were not his concern in the first place. He was the young master of Seven Absolutes Manor; his heart should only belong to Seven Absolutes Manor, and other matters were not within his purview.
The next day, Shen Qianmo led Qianqian out of the Seven Absolutes Manor's villa. They hadn't even had a proper look around Phoenix Feather City yet.
Phoenix Feather City is quite beautiful. The weather is gradually warming; in early spring, everything seems to be reviving, and Phoenix Feather City is a scene of flourishing prosperity. However, no one knows the crisis lurking beneath this tranquility. Perhaps, a bloody storm awaits Phoenix Feather City.
"Miss, the food in Phoenix Feather City is quite delicious, more to my liking than Tianmo's." Qianqian skipped along beside Shen Qianmo, happily eating a steamed bun.
Shen Qianmo glanced at Qianqian indifferently, her expression a mixture of reproach and doting affection.
"Oh, it's the Palace Master." Qianqian stuck out her tongue as soon as she saw Shen Qianmo's gaze, and said with an embarrassed look. She then gave Shen Qianmo a sesame seed cake in a flattering manner and said with a smile, "Palace Master, this is delicious, it's so sweet."
Shen Qianmo tapped Qianqian's head and smiled indulgently, "Qianqian, eat. I'm not hungry."
Upon hearing this, Qianqian took back the sesame seed cake without hesitation and happily began to eat it, blinking her eyes as she looked around.
Phoenix Feather City is a gathering place for martial arts practitioners from all sects. Especially with the martial arts tournament approaching, there are countless martial arts sects here. The martial arts practitioners from various regions are dressed in different styles. Qianqian eats while watching.
Shen Qianmo's gaze was much more serious than Qianqian's. She wasn't just wandering around aimlessly; although she did want to relax, she was more interested in investigating these martial arts sects.
Her previously leisurely black eyes suddenly narrowed, and a cold smile appeared on her lips. She dodged a hidden weapon shot from the shadows in a flash. The white ribbons flew and flew towards the corner of the street. Everything happened so fast that it was almost an instant. The man in the corner was thrown in front of Shen Qianmo with the white ribbons.
All the martial arts practitioners on the street noticed this scene. The white silk ribbon seemed to be just a casual wave, but anyone who knew a little about martial arts knew that without profound internal strength, it would be impossible to subdue the person who threw the hidden weapon with just a white silk ribbon and throw it so easily in front of them.
This elegant young man in white is no ordinary person! This was the consensus among all the martial arts practitioners who witnessed this scene.
"You...you..." The man clearly did not expect Shen Qianmo to subdue him so easily. Moreover, he was now bound by the white silk and felt an invisible pressure coming from the white silk, forcibly immobilizing him.
With a flick of her white silk ribbon, Shen Qianmo caused the man's face to turn deathly pale. He looked as if he were being pierced by a stabbing pain, his expression contorted in agony. Shen Qianmo, however, remained unmoved. She coldly withdrew the ribbon, looked down at the man before her, and a bloodthirsty smile crept across her face as she asked, "Who gave you the audacity?!"
"You actually... crippled my martial arts... My father will not let you get away with this!" The man's face was pale, as if he was in great pain, but his eyes were filled with resentment as he glared fiercely at Shen Qianmo.
The surrounding martial arts practitioners all gasped in shock. The newcomer's martial arts had been crippled in the blink of an eye. What ruthless methods, what terrifying skills!
"My God, I think this young man in white is going to suffer a loss. His father is the leader of the Red Eagle Cult!" someone in the crowd whispered to the man who had attacked him.