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Capítulo 25

The miscarriage twenty years ago had a devastating impact on Aunt Nan's body. The once-renowned and skilled healer, Du Shu, sacrificed her life to protect her.

And she, who should have died, was fed a carefully crafted Gu poison by Aunt Nan, which protected her heart meridian and allowed her to escape. Perhaps out of revenge, that night, more than twenty people in the Yin family all died in the same way as Aunt Nan.

She didn't blame Aunt Nan, nor did she have the right to. Aunt Nan only wanted her to live. Even if countless days and nights to come would be spent tormented by unfulfilled desires, living like a walking corpse, Aunt Nan had still sacrificed her life to keep her alive. So she fled, never daring to return. For the past three years, the only thing she had done was live according to Aunt Nan's wishes. The poison slowly gnawed away at her desires, her emotions, her pride and arrogance, leaving behind a Shui Wu'er who lived on thin ice, filled with constant fear and anxiety.

Or perhaps it wasn't the poison that made her the way she is now, but rather she herself who changed herself to this point?

Countless times in the dead of night, she would recall Shi'er's words: "It's all because you were too greedy... too greedy... You don't understand the feeling of not being able to get what you want..."

Is this really retribution? For three years, she has not only tasted the bitterness of unfulfilled desires, but she has also had to tell herself that she should not even ask for anything anymore.

She recalled the sudden, malicious ruthlessness and deep-seated malice that didn't belong to Jiu'er's straightforward and charming face, and how she coldly smiled at her: "I'm sorry, but I have to do this for him."

She screamed in her heart a thousand times: "Why you? Why?"

That woman owes her an answer.

Yin Wuxiao did not tell Qiao Fenglang the whole truth. She did not tell him that she knew who the "he" Jiu'er was talking about was.

Perhaps she couldn't see through Jiu'er's long-hidden malice, but the blush on Jiu'er's face from spending so much time together was genuine; there was only one person who could make her so devoted.

As for the reason behind that, it would never be the same as Shi'er's. Why, why did they have to kill her, in order to "him"'s own good? This became an indelible poison that had haunted her mind for the past three years.

Qiao Fenglang reached out and stroked Yin Wuxiao's flowing black hair: "It's all in the past. From now on, I will never let you suffer any harm again."

The pity in that voice seemed genuine.

Yin Wuxiao closed his autumn eyes, a single tear quietly sliding down his cheek before drying.

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In the Valley of a Hundred Questions, tensions were high.

Five thousand elite soldiers from the Jiangnan Cavalry Camp stormed into Baiwen Valley at sunset and captured Baiwen Manor.

Caught off guard by the sudden battle, the Qiong Sect members were exhausted from fighting and had long forgotten how many people were still imprisoned in the underground palace, whether they were dead or alive.

Mu Wanfeng was dressed in purple, her black hair cascading down to her waist. She held a sword in her right hand and a fist in her left. Her entire body was stained red with the blood of her followers and soldiers.

A strong wind howled across her bare left shoulder, and her pale lips trembled uncontrollably from exhaustion and strain. She had been fighting all night, and now the east was already showing the first light of dawn. Of the eighteen followers she had brought to the Central Plains, only Wuguo remained, still clinging to her side.

With thousands of soldiers, even with her profound martial arts skills, she was powerless against the overwhelming numbers. She knew that her strength was limited and she had long since reached her limit.

The imperial court and the martial arts world have always been two separate worlds that do not interfere with each other. Although some imperial officials also hold positions in gangs, and some martial arts heroes also like to hold official posts, both sides join the other world in their own name. Why then did her Qiong Sect's entry into the Central Plains attract the entire elite force of the Jiangnan Cavalry Camp?

"Why, why is the imperial court targeting my Qiong Sect?" Mu Wanfeng roared, her body covered in wounds, yet she could not contain her shock and heartache.

Thousands of soldiers surrounded her and Wuguo, but none dared to step forward. The two were covered in blood. Although one was male and the other female, one ugly and the other beautiful, their faces were equally ferocious and menacing, like demons reborn.

The neighing of horses grew louder as they approached, as if General Zanghu were riding his horse.

Mu Wanfeng suddenly smiled bitterly and turned her head slightly, her voice low and slow: "Wu Guo, if you can escape, then go on your own, don't worry about me."

"Master!" Wu Guo growled, his defiant attitude saying it all.

“No fault,” Mu Wanfeng cleared her throat. “I have never been a good master. My temperament is fickle and I am capricious. But I have always treated you like my own son, as you know. If… if one of us can escape, I only hope that it is you.”

His only left hand gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, and veins bulged on his dark face.

"Wu Guo," Mu Wanfeng took it as his tacit agreement and continued, "After you escape, immediately return to Mobei to succeed as the sect leader, come back... kill all your enemies, and avenge me!" She took off the red jade sect leader ring from her hand and pushed it in front of Wu Guo.

“Master!” Wu Guo, who was usually taciturn, suddenly turned and glared at her. “Wu Guo is not your son.”

"What did you say?" Mu Wanfeng's face turned pale.

"Wuguo will never be your son," Wuguo said fiercely. "The leader should remember that you have a biological son who has been lost in the Central Plains. If you don't find him yourself, you will die with regrets."

“No fault at all…” Tears instantly streamed down Mu Wanfeng’s cheeks. “You child… good, I was right about you! If we are truly doomed today, I, Mu Wanfeng, will die with you!”

In an instant, Canghu arrived on horseback. Hearing the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration. He was originally from a humble background and was raised by the Qiao Gang. Their fierce and courageous spirit suited his temperament perfectly, so he raised his sword and shouted, "Although you two are despised by righteous people, you are still two men of honor!"

After a moment, he realized his words were wrong, his face flushed, and he could only continue to shout: "To hell with those two things, anyway, I admire you guys, and for this sense of loyalty, I'll give you a clean break!"

"Wait!" Mu Wanfeng shouted. Although she looked disheveled, her stunning beauty could not be concealed. Moreover, the sect leader's power was still there. With her shout, even Cang Hu couldn't help but pause.

"Before a person dies, they should be given an explanation. I, Mu Wanfeng, need to know which faction or group killed the 28th leader of the Qiong Sect." The imperial court would not send troops to suppress someone without a reason; it must be someone in the Central Plains martial arts world who instigated it.

Zang Hu, unsuspecting, laughed loudly, "Very well, I'll give you the truth. I am Zang Hu of the Mingjing Hall, a disciple of the Qiao Gang, and I've come here specifically to exterminate you, this heretical cultist, to uphold justice!"

The decades-long grudges between the Qiao Gang and the Qiong Cult are too numerous to recount. This statement should have been within Mu Wanfeng's expectations, but upon hearing it, she was struck dumb. After a moment, she was able to utter fragmented words: "No, it can't be the Qiao Gang!"

In the blink of an eye, Wu Guo seized the opportunity to leap up and charge into the midst of the army, shouting, "Leader, run! As long as we live, we will surely wipe out the Qiao Gang one day!"

Mu Wanfeng seemed to have lost her soul, her spirit broken, still muttering to herself, "No...this is impossible..."

A large knife came slashing down from the side, but she didn't even notice.

"Master!" Wu Guo, witnessing this scene amidst the fierce battle, was utterly terrified.

With a "whoosh," metal and stone clashed, and the broadsword was knocked away by an unknown object, barely managing to slice off a section of Mu Wanfeng's black hair.

Before anyone could react, a graceful figure rushed into the battle with lightning speed, grabbed Mu Wanfeng, and then disappeared from the battle like a ghost.

"Wanfeng, are you alright?" The deep, bear-like voice called out in a tender, almost nauseatingly sweet tone, while simultaneously reaching out with his bear paws to touch and grope the beauty, checking her injuries while also satisfying his own petty, despicable desires.

Mu Wanfeng's mind was gradually pulled back. Finally, she looked up at the gray-haired old man who was still taking advantage of her despite his panic, and gritted her teeth, cursing, "Zhang, Bai, Tong!"

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When Baili Qingyi and Bai Can arrived, this was exactly what they saw.

The two were both taken aback when they saw the patriarch of the Zhang family, a grandmaster of martial arts, fawning over Mu Wanfeng with an extremely obsequious smile. Bai Can had run into Zhang Baitong on his way back and quickly persuaded him to come and help, but the old man's cooperation was not without reason. After hearing the details of the matter, he abandoned his playful attitude and hurriedly spurred his horse, arriving even before Bai Can.

"So this is the type that Grandpa Zhang likes." Bai Can touched his nose.

Baili Qingyi smiled and said, "I think his hobbies are very similar to yours." The implication was that Bai Can was the same way in front of Cui Shenghan.

"Hey," Bai Can shouted in dissatisfaction, "Let's deal with the problem at hand first, shall we? That one looks like he's about to die." He pointed to Wu Guo, who was bleeding profusely in the crowd.

Baili Qingyi nodded, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a dark figure standing by a rock not far away. Upon seeing their arrival, the figure darted behind the rock and disappeared without a trace.

Knowing that the main character had not yet arrived, he quickly flew over the crowd, brought out Wu Guo, and handed him to Bai Can who was standing to the side.

"Bai Li Qingyi?" General Cang Hu, perched high on his horse, was the first to spot him and roared furiously. Thanks to Qiao Fenglang, most of the Qiao Gang members didn't have a friendly attitude towards Bai Li Qingyi.

"General Zanghu." Baili Qingyi, with her good upbringing, habitually cupped her hands in greeting.

"Did you come here today to help my Qiao Gang eliminate the demons of the Qiong Sect?" Although Cang Hu was rude, he was not reckless. He glared at Baili Qingyi and first probed with words.

“General Zang Hu, I’m afraid this is all a misunderstanding. Could we please put aside our hostility and let Qingyi explain from the beginning?” Baili Qingyi’s gentle smile shone brightly, even Zang Hu was stunned.

This man is terrifyingly beautiful.

"Misunderstanding?" After finally realizing what he had said, Cang Hu snorted heavily, clearly not believing a single word he had said.

"May I ask General Canghu, who gave you the order to send troops to attack Baiwen Manor?"

"Naturally, I am the leader of the Qiao Gang."

"I think not. Someone must have instigated this."

"Nonsense! I came here personally from the gang leader, how could I be wrong?" Cang Hu's thick eyebrows furrowed. "Baili Qingyi, if you're determined to protect the Qiong Sect's demons, I won't be so polite to you!"

Seemingly oblivious to Cang Hu's hostility, Baili Qingyi smiled politely again: "General Cang Hu, did you personally witness Chief Qiao give the order?"

"That's natural."

Baili Qingyi's long eyebrows furrowed slightly, but Mu Wanfeng's face turned deathly pale. Her heavily injured body could no longer support her, and if Zhang Baitong hadn't caught her in time, she would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

"Impossible! He could never have personally ordered the destruction of my Qiong Sect!" she exclaimed.

"That's strange. How could you, a heretical witch, possibly interfere with the orders given by our leader, Qiao Gang?" Cang Hu sneered coldly, then glared at Baili Qingyi: "Your words are useless; you're just stalling for time. Brothers, ignore him and attack!"

Upon receiving the military order, the thousands of officers and soldiers did not hesitate any longer and were about to launch a coordinated attack.

"Wait!" Baili Qingyi shouted, raising his arm. His voice was long and deep, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears. His imposing manner and powerful voice caused all the officers and soldiers to stop in their tracks.

Zang Hu's expression changed: "Baili Qingyi, do you really want to oppose my Qiao Gang?" This man is renowned in the martial arts world and his skills are formidable. If he makes a move, I'm afraid this mission will not be completed smoothly.

Baili Qingyi spoke slowly and deliberately, after a long while: "No, it's just that I still have a few questions to ask you."

Upon hearing this, Bai Can felt dizzy and leaned closer to Baili Qingyi, whispering, "When did you become so indecisive? They're determined to fight, what's the point of delaying any longer?"

Baili Qingyi narrowed his eyes, looking completely composed: "I just want to stall for time. We absolutely cannot make a move now, otherwise the enemy lurking in the shadows will benefit from it. We must hold out for as long as possible until Qiao Bang's reinforcements arrive." It's just a pity that he doesn't have Yin Wuxiao's skill in making conversation.

Thinking of her earnest yet coquettish tone back then, a sense of melancholy crept onto his face.

Bai Can could only sigh, "Didn't you hear that General Mang say that this was personally instructed by his Qiao Gang leader? Besides, it's hard to say whether Xiao Wu'er can even bring reinforcements." He had seen enough of Qiao Fenglang's arrogant and sullen face in the Qiao Gang.

"Qiao Fenglang would never issue such an order. The truth will only be known when he arrives. As for reinforcements," his eyes darkened, "don't worry, with Xiao'er's abilities, she can definitely persuade Qiao Fenglang to send help." Even if the method of persuasion would displease him, greatly displease him…

Seeing his certainty, Bai Can shook his head: "I don't understand you, I really don't understand you, given your status in the martial arts world, Young Master Qingyi..."

"The more someone seems to be omnipotent, the more concerns they have. You understand that."

Bai Can's lips moved, but no words came out. People like Baili Qingyi, who held great power, had to give up many things. How could he not understand this? It was precisely because he understood this that he was too lazy to compete for fame and fortune in the martial arts world. He just wanted to be a carefree wanderer in the daytime.

Meanwhile, Cang Hu had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He immediately waved his hand to order his troops to advance, and his deep, triumphant laughter echoed through the valley: "No matter how many nice words you, Baili Qingyi, say, I will not waste another second!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening shout erupted from the hilltop behind where Canghu was, and hundreds of elite cavalrymen swept down from the mountain as if by magic.

Upon hearing the voice, Cang Hu turned around, his thick lips suddenly parted wide: "Master Fang...?"

Baili Qingyi revealed his handsome face, glancing at Bai Can almost imperceptibly, as if to say, "See? I told you so."

"Reinforcements have arrived?" Bai Can stared blankly at the unexpected force that had appeared out of nowhere. He hadn't realized Qiao Fenglang was so generous...

Leading the group were three hall masters from the Qiao Gang, who had already galloped to the front lines as they spoke. The leader, Hall Master Fang Hongjing, shouted with great pride, "Young Master in Green, the Mingjing Hall, Wuyi Hall, and Chegong Hall of the Qiao Gang have come to assist you on behalf of our leader!"

Baili Qingyi smiled: "The three hall masters have arrived at just the right time."

"General Canghu, with three hall masters as witnesses, you should believe what I'm saying, right?"

"This..." Dou Sheng was confused.

"Hidden Tiger, we are here on the orders of our leader to stop you from making enemies with the Qiong Sect. You have acted without authorization by sending troops in the name of the Qiao Gang. You will be punished according to the gang rules when you return. Why don't you surrender now?" Hall Master Fang said loudly.

"What evidence do you have to prove that you were acting on the orders of the gang leader?" After a long pause, Cang Hu asked.