With a splash, the blood pooled into beads of varying sizes as it was washed away by the water. The woman slowly raised her head, letting out a few painful moans. Her vision began to clear, and a light blue figure came into view.

"It's you!"

The woman glared at Wen Chuyu with resentment. The person who had slaughtered her entire Sang family was actually this gentle and refined young man in front of her. She never expected that Wen Longxiu's brother would be the head of an assassin organization. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have acted so impulsively, and her parents, brothers, and sisters wouldn't have lost their lives to the assassins.

"They are innocent, why... why do you have to kill them all!"

"What did Xiuer do wrong? Why do you want to kill her?" Wen Chuyu stared at her fiercely, the sword in his hand slowly sinking into her shoulder, Sang Ning's face contorted in pain.

"There are no secrets in the world. Since you dared to do it, you should be prepared to be killed." Wen Chuyu's sinister eyes were filled with coldness. His originally gentle temperament turned ruthless as he slowly sank the blood bar along with the tip of his sword into the woman's shoulder.

Blood splattered on his light blue outer robe, but his expression remained completely unchanged.

Blood and sweat mingled together, and Sang Ning was in excruciating pain. "Wen Chuyu... if you have the guts, then kill me."

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere as the sharp sword pierced Sang Ning's shoulder. Her screams echoed through the dungeon, the pain nearly knocking her unconscious. *Thud!* The sword was pulled from her shoulder again, and Sang Ning screamed once more, the pain bringing her back to reality.

Wen Chuyu frowned slightly. Seeing this, An Yi said to the assassin beside her, "Go and gag her!"

Just as the assassin was about to pick up the rag on the table, An Yi snorted coldly. The assassin immediately realized what was happening, took off the socks he hadn't changed in days, and stuffed them into Sang Ning's mouth.

Ugh~ Mmm!

The stench of the socks nearly made her faint, her stomach churned, and the pain in her body was also stimulating her mind.

“I’m not very capable, but I’m good at making people wish they were dead. I hope Miss Sang can hold on a little longer…” Wen Chuyu said with a cold smile, “Have fun, don’t let her die easily.”

"Yes." The two assassins in the dungeon grinned wickedly.

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Following the massacre of General Ji's family, another piece of bad news came from the capital: the Sang family, which was preparing to join the ranks of the three great families, was wiped out overnight, alarming the Jingzhao Prefecture.

All ninety-odd members of the Sang family perished, but the eldest daughter of the Sang family, Sang Ning, was not among them.

Rumors are circulating that the Sang family offended someone they shouldn't have, which led to their massacre. The Situ family has also been thrust into the spotlight, and fearing being implicated, they quickly distanced themselves from the Sang family.

Situ Jiannan was uneasy in his room. He had only heard rumors of Xiu'er's disappearance yesterday, and today the Sang family was wiped out. This made him think of the argument he had with Sang Ning ten days ago.

He was woken up from his sleep by Sang Ning, who pointed at him and started cursing. Sang Ning, who was no longer gentle, acted like a shrew and threw a tantrum at him, all because he called Xiu'er's name in his sleep.

Situ Jiannan had never suffered such humiliation in his life. He was immediately reminded of the time when Sang Ning abandoned him and ran down the mountain on Longtou Mountain. His anger rose rapidly, and the two started arguing in the room.

The argument was nothing more than Situ Jiannan's inability to forget Wen Longxiu. Seeing her acting like a shrew, Situ Jiannan was both disappointed and angry, so he admitted it. Who knew that Sang Ning would go crazy and smash everything in the room to pieces, even threatening to kill Wen Longxiu to extinguish his thoughts.

He thought Sang Ning was just saying it out of anger, but now that he thought about it, he felt a chill run down his spine. How could he have fallen for a woman like that?

The Sang family was wiped out overnight. Situ Jiannan would never believe that the two were unrelated. Could it be that the madwoman really killed Ah Xiu?

Situ Jiannan felt a pang of pain in his heart, filled with regret!

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In contrast to the massacre of the Sang family in the capital, Tianmen Mountain is also about to witness another killing.

In Tianmen Mountain.

Ye Zhengxiong fawned over the powerful figures seated above him. Beauties danced gracefully in the hall, and fine wines and delicacies were continuously served, with bursts of laughter heard from time to time.

Bang!

The doors of the main hall were suddenly smashed open, and a powerful spiritual force attacked like a sharp blade. The fine wine and food on the table were mixed with blood and splattered everywhere, leaving everything in a sorry state in an instant.

The sudden surge of spiritual power terrified the maids who were playing the zither and dancing, causing them to scream in terror.

The sect leader Ye Zhengxiong and the elders, who were originally eating meat and drinking fine wine, were lying sprawled on the ground, their blood surging, their mouths full of blood, and their faces pale as they stared at the doorway.

Apart from the three powerful figures, almost everyone in the hall was affected by the spiritual energy.

Three figures appeared against the light outside the gate.

The leader wore a long, blood-red dress that resembled a burning flame, her long black hair tied up high, and a cold smile played on her red lips beneath a fox mask.

Everyone was stunned.

Ji Jiuying glanced at the three people in the main seat, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. Hehehe, I really didn't expect to run into them here.

Behind Ji Jiuying, Gong Mingyue, who was hiding, narrowed his deep eyes slightly, exuding a chilling killing intent that permeated the surroundings.

When Ye Zhengxiong saw that there were only three people, he glanced at the powerful figures behind him and immediately felt more confident.

"How dare you three trespass on my Tianmen Mountain territory!" Ye Zhengxiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly stood up, stared at the three people at the door with a sinister look in his eyes, and said fiercely.

"Hehe, three people are enough."

The girl's cold voice rang out, and Feng Luo, who was in the main seat, stood up abruptly. His eyes were fixed on the girl in red, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips. It was her, his good niece.

"Luo'er, do you recognize them?" an old man asked.

A half-smile crept into Feng Luo's sinister eyes. "Of course I know her. She is my dear niece, Ji Jiuying!"

"Third Brother, are you serious?"

Feng Yan stared in disbelief at the girl wearing the fox mask. That burst of spiritual energy must have come from her. She really was Lan'er's daughter. In this continent where spiritual energy is scarce, her strength was so heaven-defying at the age of only fourteen.

“I can’t mistake her voice…” Feng Luo said softly.

"That's truly heaven's help! We've just arrived and already run into her. What are we waiting for? Let's take her back to the Feng family now!" the second elder of the Feng family said sternly.

Feng Luo reached out and stopped the Second Elder who was about to step forward. "Second Elder, don't rush. That girl is very strong and has many trump cards. The two people with her are very likely from the Nine Heavens Divine Palace. Let's take a look first."

The Second Elder was unconvinced and didn't take Ji Jiuying and her group seriously at all. He didn't believe that people who had cultivated for hundreds of years couldn't catch a little girl.