Chapter 199 Punishing the Evil and Eliminating the Wicked
Xiaoyao Lang quickly comforted him, "Alright! Since you've made up your mind, I'll go with you."
“Okay!” Yi Qingxue nodded and wiped away her tears. “Then let’s talk as we walk. Tell me about my past and my father.”
Xiaoyao Lang nodded in agreement, "Alright!"
The two walked side by side, exploring every courtyard of the Ma residence. As Xiaoyao Lang recounted the past, fragments of memories gradually began to piece together in Yi Qingxue's heart...
Upon hearing that Xiaoyao Lang had actually killed Ouyang Longyuan, Zui Mochou's heart was filled with turmoil, which he could hardly contain. As night fell, he moved like a nimble swallow, silently flitting between the upturned eaves of the Longyang Palace, eagerly searching for Xiaoyao Lang's whereabouts.
"Which room is that brat hiding in?" Zui Mochou muttered to himself as he squatted on the roof of a palace room after searching for a long time.
Just then, Ling Xueyan and Ku Baidiao entered the garden. Their conversation reached their ears clearly: "After causing such heavy casualties, are those refugees just going to let it go like this?" Ling Xueyan's voice was accusatory.
Ku Baidiao replied in a hoarse voice, "Those refugees are just a disorganized bunch. Even if you anger them, you can't shake the Zhu Family Village at all."
Ling Xueyan pondered for a moment and said, "I have already received a secret report that the Zhu Family Manor has stationed a large number of troops along the border of Longyang. Not only are they not in disarray internally, but they have also been on guard against Longyang City for some time. Given this situation, what are your plans?"
Withered Bai Diao slammed his staff on the ground with a dull thud. "If we can ignite a war between Shanshui City and Zhu Family Village, we might be able to benefit from it!"
Ling Xueyan sighed softly, "That's true, but how easy is it to accomplish this?"
"Simple!" Ku Bai Diao hissed with laughter. "Find a few assassins, disguise them as refugees, and scatter my death in Shanshui City. When the people are in uproar, then frame the Zhu Family Village. How can we not succeed?" "Poison the people? You are utterly heartless!" Zui Mochou on the rooftop heard this and his eyes were bloodshot with hatred.
Ling Xueyan hesitated: "I'm afraid that's not a good idea... How many more innocent souls will be lost if this poison is administered?"
Ku Bai Diao sneered: "Those thousands of refugees who were poisoned to death in Baiyun City, weren't they innocent too?! To achieve hegemony, how can one be indecisive? The path of a king requires ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness!"
"What a cold-blooded and heartless man! He's worse than an animal!" Before Ku Baidiao could finish speaking, Zui Mochou roared and leaped down from the roof!
"Huh?!" Ku Bai Diao reacted extremely quickly, swinging his staff horizontally to protect himself.
Ling Xueyan's eyes turned cold, and she said in a chilling voice, "Who dares to break into Longyang Palace at night and eavesdrop on secrets?"
Zui Mochou wiped his nose and angrily pointed at the two men: "If I hadn't stumbled upon this tonight, I wouldn't have known that those thousands of refugees died at your hands!" His gaze was like a knife, piercing Ling Xueyan, "So young, yet so vicious! Did your parents die young and leave you undisciplined, or were you born a wicked child?!"
"You're asking for death!" Ling Xueyan was enraged by the insult and immediately unleashed a fierce palm strike aimed straight at Zui Mochou's face!
Zui Mochou's feet seemed to take root, his true energy surging forth. Without dodging or avoiding, he met the attack head-on with his right palm. "Bang!" A muffled thunderous explosion resounded, and the shockwave rippled outwards, forcing Ling Xueyan to stagger back several steps.
Seeing this, Ku Bai Diao swung his medicine staff in a wide arc, and with a sudden push of the staff head, countless foul-smelling poisonous powders spread out like smoke, rolling towards Zui Mo Chou.
Zui Mochou was protected by a green dragon soul, which was the bane of all poisons. However, the poisonous mist was pungent, so he still swung his palms several times, the palm winds stirring and dispelling the poisonous smoke.
Ling Xueyan steadied herself, her eyebrows furrowing: "I underestimated you!" Her inner energy surged, and her palm strike rose again, even more fierce than before.
Ku Bai Diao let out a hoarse, strange laugh: "The poison of the Hundred Poisons Master is not something that can be blocked with a wave of the hand!!" After saying that, his medicine staff struck Zui Mo Chou's vital point like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.
"Witch! Pay for the lives of those who died unjustly!" Zui Mochou cursed angrily, his figure swaying rapidly. His left hand moved like lightning, grabbing the medicine staff, while his right hand, filled with true power, slammed out with a powerful palm strike! "Crack!" With a crisp sound, Ku Baidiao flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the flower bushes. He spat out a mouthful of blood and immediately fainted.
Before Zui Mochou could retract his palm, Ling Xueyan's palm wind was already approaching his face. He swiftly dodged, avoiding the palm strike while simultaneously counterattacking. In an instant, the sounds of "crackling" and "banging" filled the air—two figures moved like lightning, their fists and feet fierce, their palm winds whistling. Both were at the Transcendent Realm, and for a time, they fought fiercely, neither able to gain the upper hand.
"You brat, I didn't expect you to be so skilled!" Zui Mochou said, but her hands and feet didn't slow down at all.
In an instant, their arms were entangled in a fierce struggle, their legs flashing as they delivered a barrage of knee strikes and kicks, the sounds of which were as dense as rain. Ling Xueyan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "You old bastard, tonight I'll send you to your grave!"
The two roared and exerted their strength at the same time. With a loud "whoosh!", their powerful energy exploded outwards! The two were shaken and staggered backwards. The strong wind swept across, causing the flowers and plants in the garden to wither and fall. Even the unconscious Ku Bai Diao was overturned.
As soon as Ling Xueyan regained her footing, she activated "Fine Rain Suspension." She drew a semi-circle with her right foot, her hands transformed into claws, palms facing outward, and began to absorb the surrounding airflow. In an instant, the airflow churned, and a constant "whooshing" sound filled the air. Her long, black hair stood on end, and she resembled a demon descended to earth, exuding an aura of madness.
Zui Mochou was secretly alarmed, not expecting Ling Xueyan's cultivation level to be so high. His brows furrowed, and he hurriedly circulated all his true energy, but the surrounding airflow had already been completely drawn away by Ling Xueyan, and he could only hold his footing and stand rooted to the spot, unable to move.
"Ah...ha!" Ling Xueyan shouted, pulling her hands back as if holding a jar. Zui Mochou could no longer maintain his balance and floated more than three feet off the ground like a feather. He was shocked: "This is...the levitation of fine rain!"
"Go ask in hell!" Ling Xueyan said coldly, her body teleporting like a ghost to Zui Mochou's front. Her right claw aimed at his head from a distance and began to forcibly extract his internal energy.
Zui Mochou struggled desperately, but his body floated in mid-air with no leverage, and he could only watch helplessly as his inner energy was continuously drained away. Just as he was in despair, the green dragon soul power within his body suddenly surged. He immediately channeled his inner energy to draw it in, and a powerful force instantly gathered in his right palm.
In the blink of an eye, with a "whoosh," he forcefully struck out with his palm, the force aimed directly at Ling Xueyan's head. Ling Xueyan was immediately terrified and hurriedly withdrew her hands to block in the critical moment. However, before she could gather her strength, there was a loud "bang" as she was injured by the force of the palm strike. As she staggered back, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The instant Zui Mochou landed, his figure didn't falter, shooting towards the staggering Ling Xueyan like an arrow released from a bow! His right palm, gathering all his life's power, burst forth, aiming straight for her head! This palm strike was so close, there was no way to avoid it, and if it hit, death was certain!
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