Chapter 87

Chapter Summary: [Madam Yu gave a wink to those behind her. Jinzhu and Yinzhu understood, each drawing a longsword. They circled the hall, their attacks swift and ruthless…]

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Madam Yu gave a wink to those behind her, and Jinzhu and Yinzhu understood. They each drew a longsword, circled the hall, and with swift and ruthless attacks, instantly killed dozens of Wen family disciples. Wang Lingjiao, seeing that it was almost her turn, threatened in her death throes, "You...you think you can silence them? You think Young Master Wen doesn't know where I am today? You think he'll let you go if he finds out?!"

Yinzhu sneered, "It's as if he's let it go now!"

Wang Lingjiao said, "I am one of Young Master Wen's closest confidantes! If you dare to lay a finger on me, he will..."

Madam Yu raised her hand and slapped him again, mocking, "So? Should I chop off his hand or his leg? Or burn down the Immortal Abode? Or send a massive formation of ten thousand men to raze Lotus Pier to the ground? Or set up an Inspectorate?"

Jin Zhu approached, carrying a long sword. Wang Lingjiao, her eyes filled with terror, kicked her legs and retreated, screaming, "Help! Help! Wen Zhuliu! Save me!"

Madam Yu's expression hardened. She stepped on the woman's wrist and drew her sword. Just as the sword was about to strike, it was suddenly deflected with a clang.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng turned to look, and the main hall doors suddenly flew open to both sides, and a tall man burst in. He was dressed in black, with a gloomy face. It was Wen Chao's powerful personal guard, Wen Zhuliu.

The sword slipped from her hand, and Madam Yu held the Purple Lightning Blade horizontally in front of her chest, saying, "The Core Formation Hand?"

Wen Zhuliu coldly replied, "Purple Spider?"

Wang Lingjiao's hand was still firmly pinned down, her face contorted in pain. Tears streaming down her face, she cried out, "Wen Zhuliu! Wen Zhuliu! Aren't you going to save me? Please save me!"

Madam Yu snorted, "Wen Zhuliu? The Master of Core Formation, isn't your real name Zhao Zhuliu? You clearly aren't surnamed Wen, yet you're desperate to change it. One after another, they flock to it. Is the surname Wen so precious? Disloyal and ungrateful, how laughable!"

As early as when Wang Lingjiao arrogantly uttered the words "Supervision Office," the fate of Yunmeng was already sealed, no different from that of Cloud Recesses.

Even so, as a member of the Jiang family, one must fight one's way out.

Now, seeing Jinzhu and Yinzhu with their cold, murderous expressions, killing all the warm dogs in the room, I can only feel admiration.

Until Wen Zhuliu appeared.

Jiang Cheng clenched his fist tightly.

Wei Wuxian noticed his subtle movements, but didn't know what to say.

Most of the people present were just children back then and had never heard of Wen Zhuliu's reputation as the alchemist.

Lan Jingyi, speaking on behalf of everyone, asked, "Who is this Wen Zhuliu? Why is he called the 'Master of Transforming Pills'?"

His response was a group of people's cold laughter: Ha.

Lan Jingyi: ...

Finally, Lan Xichen spoke up to explain: "Wen Zhuliu, whose real name is Zhao Zhuliu, was originally a wandering swordsman. Due to his exceptional talent, he had connections with the previous sect leader and the heads of various sects. Later, he gained the appreciation of Wen Ruohan, who helped him in his time of need. As a result, he joined the Wen clan and changed his surname to Wen. As for why he is called the 'Dissolving Core Hand,' it's because his cultivation technique can dissolve the golden core in a cultivator's body. In just a few years, countless cultivators have died at his hands."

Upon hearing this, the younger generation felt a chill creeping into their dantian.

Lan Jingyi wanted to say something, but after looking around at the expressions of the people around him, he decided it was better to keep quiet for now.

Wen Zhuliu remained unmoved and said indifferently, "Each serves their own master."

They had barely exchanged a few words when Wang Lingjiao screamed in unbearable agony: "Wen Zhuliu! Can't you see what I look like now?! Why aren't you killing her right now? What nonsense are you spouting?! Young Master Wen asked you to protect me, and this is how you protect me?! You'd better watch out, or I'll report you and you'll be sorry!"

Madam Yu ground her foot hard against Wang Lingjiao's arm, and Wang Lingjiao wailed. Wen Zhuliu frowned. He was ordered by Wen Ruohan to protect Wen Chao, and he already disliked Wen Chao's character. But things couldn't get any worse; Wen Chao then assigned him to protect Wang Lingjiao. This woman was pretentious, boastful, foolish, and vicious, which greatly displeased him. However, despite his displeasure, he couldn't disobey Wen Ruohan and Wen Chao's orders to kill her. Fortunately, Wang Lingjiao also disliked him, ordering him to follow from a distance and not to appear in front of her unless summoned, thus avoiding her attention. But now this woman's life was about to end, and if he stood idly by, Wen Chao would surely fly into a rage and be relentless. And if he was relentless, Wen Ruohan wouldn't let it go either.

Wen Zhuliu said, "I apologize for the inconvenience."

As the purple lightning flashed out, Madam Yu shouted, "What a hypocrite!"

Wen Zhuliu casually grabbed Zidian with a wave of his hand!

When the purple lightning transformed into a whip shape, it was imbued with spiritual energy. The power of this spiritual energy could vary greatly, ranging from deadly to pleasurable, entirely controlled by its master. Madam Yu had already resolved to kill all of these Wen dogs, and coupled with her deep fear of Wen Zhuliu, her spiritual energy was extremely ferocious from the start, yet it was effortlessly captured!

Zi Dian, who had roamed freely for years, had never encountered such an opponent. Upon being captured, Madam Yu froze for a moment. Taking advantage of the moment, Wang Lingjiao scrambled out, pulling a firework tube from her bosom and shaking it twice. A burst of light shot from the tube, accompanied by an extremely sharp whistle, shattering the wooden window and exploding in the sky outside. Then, frantically pulling out a second and a third, her hair disheveled, she mumbled incoherently, "Come...come...all of you come here...everyone come here!"

Wei Wuxian, despite the pain, pushed Jiang Cheng away and said, "Don't let her keep sending signals!"

Jiang Cheng released Wei Wuxian and struck at Wang Lingjiao, but at that moment, Wen Zhuliu rushed in and closed in on Madam Yu, seemingly about to strike her with a palm. Jiang Cheng hurriedly called out, "Mother!"

He immediately abandoned Wang Lingjiao and pounced on her.

Upon hearing Wen Zhuliu's words, Nie Mingjue scoffed disdainfully: "Each serves their own master? Hmph, no wonder someone like that can only become someone else's dog."

What followed was a beautiful duel between the Alchemist and the Purple Spider, which captivated the younger generation as if they were watching a thrilling martial arts film.

Until... Wang Lingjiao started giving signals.

Wei Wuxian's push gave everyone hope, but Jiang Cheng's sudden change of direction plunged everyone's hearts into despair.

Many of the younger generation closed their eyes in disappointment.

Stepping back from that scene and looking at everything that happened that day again, Jiang Cheng suddenly realized that it seemed he had given the Wen family the opportunity to launch a powerful attack.

If he hadn't changed direction to save his mother...

If he stopped Wang Lingjiao from sending signals again.

Does that mean the Wen family won't have many reinforcements? Does that mean... Lotus Pier can hold out until Father gets back?

Jiang Cheng's hands gripped tighter and tighter, even drawing blood.

"So it was me who ruined Lotus Pier?"

"No, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, A-Cheng." Jiang Yanli quickly pried his hand away and held it tightly, not wanting him to hurt her anymore.

"From the moment the Wen family set their sights on Lotus Pier, no one could change that. Back then, none of us blamed A-Xian, and you can't blame yourself now."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a sense of irony.

Wei Wuxian back then, or rather, Wei Wuxian from back then until now, has always felt this way.

I blame myself. I blame myself for what I did unintentionally that ruined the entire Lotus Pier.

But back then, how many people told him they didn't blame him?

Without turning his head, Wen Zhuliu struck out with his palm and said, "Far from it!"

Jiang Cheng was struck in the shoulder by this palm strike and immediately coughed up blood. At the same time, Wang Lingjiao also launched all the signal fireworks, filling the gray-blue night sky with brilliance and sharp whistling.

Seeing Jiang Cheng injured, Madam Yu roared, and the spiritual light of Zidian blazed brightly, instantly becoming dazzlingly white!

Wen Zhuliu was blasted into the air by the sudden burst of purple lightning and crashed into the wall. Jin Zhu and Yin Zhu each drew a long whip crackling with electricity from their waists and engaged Wen Zhuliu in combat. These two maids had been very close to Madam Yu since childhood, and were disciples of the same master. Their combined attack was not to be underestimated. Taking advantage of this opening, Madam Yu picked up the temporarily immobilized Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian with both hands and rushed out of the hall. There were still many disciples surrounding the training ground. Madam Yu shouted, "Immediately assemble the troops and arm yourselves!"

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng, who were still in shock, looked up at the same time.

They were almost there, almost there, at a time when they dared not recall the scene for the rest of their lives, yet longed to see it often in their dreams.