Chen Wei had only spoken half a sentence when a sudden surge of pain erupted from his Dantian, transforming into thousands of Bingpo Hanzhen that shot straight toward his Sea of Consciousness, overwhelming everything in their path, unstoppable!
Chen Wei’s resistance was utterly futile!
“Ah!!”
He collapsed in agony, blood even trickling from his seven orifices. Even if he covered his mouth and nose, blood continued to seep through his fingers.
“Save me… Senior, I was wrong… Senior…”
The stronger one was, the more they cherished their life and cultivation. Chen Wei had struggled so hard to become a Jindan Xiushi—how could he allow himself to die so unjustly?!
Who the hell knew the information from Yunluo Chenjia was wrong?!
This wasn’t a Yuanying Laozu—this was a Fenshen Laoguai!
Damn Yunluo Chenjia, they were clearly trying to get him killed!
Bastards!
If he survived this, he’d make them pay!
In just moments, this dignified Jindan Xiushi could no longer endure the pain and completely lost consciousness.
At that moment, the surroundings fell deathly silent, as if everything had been petrified. Only the occasional sound of Chen Miaomiao lowering her head to stir the tea foam could be heard—a light “ding-ding-dong-dong” that should have been crisp, but to everyone’s ears, it was quieter and deeper than death itself…
Chen Miaomiao wasn’t putting on an act; she was just shocked!
Damn, heaven knew how panicked she had been just now.
If the little white robe had failed to reflect the attack earlier, wouldn’t she be like this Chenjia elder now—bleeding from her seven orifices, unconscious and possibly dead?
Scary, scary…
Bailongpao seemed to sense Chen Miaomiao’s “lingering fear” and was so angry it wanted to hang her up and parade her around three times!
A mere Jindan wasn’t even qualified to breathe in its presence—what was she afraid of?!
It was infuriating!
This little human was insulting the dignity of its Bailongpao!
Chen Miaomiao looked at the Bailongpao on her body, which was moving without wind and gradually “swelling.”
“???”
Again?!
Without another word, Chen Miaomiao raised her hand and gently stroked it, as if soothing a bristling kitten, tenderly and appeasingly, coaxing, “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. You’re the best. It wouldn’t be good to harm the innocent. Calm down, calm down.”
Hearing this, Bailongpao shook proudly and finally settled down.
Chen Miaomiao’s “innocent” naturally referred to herself, but those present didn’t know that. They thought Chen Miaomiao’s muttering was meant to pacify her and avoid involving them, and they were instantly moved to tears of gratitude.
Chen Wen, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, flattered, “Laozu! You truly have the heart of a Bodhisattva!”
The Chenjia crowd: “Laozu is kind-hearted. We are deeply grateful.”
“Laozu is kind-hearted!”
Chen Miaomiao looked utterly bewildered. These Chenjia people must have something wrong with their heads.
Chen Miaomiao set down her teacup, glanced at the unconscious Chen Wei, and sighed, “Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you think should be done about this?”
If Chen Miaomiao had called Chen Wen “Fellow Daoist” yesterday, he might have dared to accept it with some presumption.
But now, with Chen Miaomiao calling him “Fellow Daoist” again, he wouldn’t dare agree even with a hundred guts. He hurriedly said, “Laozu, you humble this junior too much. How could this junior be worthy, how could I be worthy? As for this Chen Wei, he brought this upon himself by daring to provoke you, Laozu. We can all testify for you, Laozu. Even if the family head himself comes, this junior will surely make him apologize to you, Senior!”
Chen Miaomiao was amused.
It seemed her seniority and status had skyrocketed like a rocket, “whoosh-whoosh-whoosh” climbing higher and higher. But she didn’t really mind.
But it was indeed she who had crippled the man; she just wasn’t willing to take the blame for it.
Chen Miaomiao chuckled lightly and said, “Fellow Daoist Chen, you are mistaken. This Chen Wei is nothing more than a clown in my eyes, not even worth my attention. The reason I taught him a lesson was because he dared to harm people recklessly in my Yunluo Chenjia! Although my connection with Yunluo Chenjia was unexpected and brief, the sentiment is genuine. For Fellow Daoist Chen and for the people of my Yunluo Chenjia, I merely gave him a small punishment as a warning. Isn’t that right?”
Chen Wen was so overwhelmed by Chen Miaomiao’s “true identity” that he couldn’t detect her “blame-shifting” at all.
He thought Chen Miaomiao was genuinely avenging their Yunluo Chenjia and was moved to tears, repeatedly saying, “This is my good fortune, the good fortune of Yunluo Chenjia!”
Chen Miaomiao was quite satisfied with Chen Wen’s willingness to take the blame. She then glanced at the members of the main family from Fancheng, who were huddled quietly to the side, trembling like quail chicks, and said, “And these few…”
Chen Wei was the leader of this “operation.” After he fell, the second-in-command should have stepped forward, but the second-in-command was already trembling like a sieve, unable to even crawl forward, let alone stand up.
The members of the main family looked at each other, but no one was willing to step forward and risk death.
In the end, a young man voluntarily stepped forward. He was tense all over, his face pale, doing his utmost to suppress his fear as he bowed and said, “Reporting to the Ancestor, this junior is Chen Heqin, a collateral disciple of the Fancheng main family. I came here to deliver an invitation to the Ancestor and the elders.”
Chen Heqin?
Chen Miaomiao remembered him!
He had been part of the escort team that brought the Chen family’s legitimate daughter, Chen Miaomiao, to Yunluo Zhen for “recuperation.”
What could be said about him…
Although he hadn’t shown excessive care for little Miaomiao, he hadn’t allowed others to bully her either. He could be considered a person with a sense of justice, occasionally even sharing his own food with little Miaomiao.
If not for that, little Miaomiao might have starved to death on the “exile” journey.
Chen Miaomiao lowered her gaze slightly, quietly observing him. Chen Heqin had a refined appearance, a tall and straight figure, and a decent temperament—clear and upright, with the demeanor of a gentleman.
Chen Miaomiao was looking at her “benefactor,” but the Chen family members didn’t know that. The tragic state of Ma Jingyu from the day before had already spread throughout Yunluo Zhen! Everyone thought Chen Miaomiao had taken a liking to Chen Heqin and looked at him with complex expressions.
They envied him for catching Chen Miaomiao’s eye but also pitied him for being about to be crippled by her. Would he lose a hand, a foot, or break his ribs?
Chen Heqin was so nervous his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest, especially when Chen Miaomiao gave him a gentle smile and said, “Hmm, I see your Gengu is quite good. You have potential. Not bad, not bad.”
Chen Heqin: “…” No, he wasn’t good.
Everyone else: “…” Condolences.
Chen Miaomiao: “…” Why does the atmosphere feel a bit strange?
After an eerie silence, Chen Miaomiao said, “Where is the invitation?”
Chen Heqin felt as if he had been granted a reprieve and quickly retrieved the invitation, presenting it with both hands. “On the tenth day of the next month, an auspicious day, the legitimate daughter of our Fancheng Chen family, Chen Ziyi, will marry the legitimate son of the Fancheng Sheng Family, Sheng Feng. We sincerely invite you, Senior, and Elder Chen to grace the occasion with your presence. Our Fancheng Chen family would be immensely honored.”
Chen Ziyi?
Sheng Feng?
Chen Miaomiao lowered her eyes, subtly concealing the bone-chilling coldness in her gaze…
Sheng Feng?
Heh, well done.
Isn’t he precisely little Miaomiao’s fiancé, that genius as radiant as the moon in the sky?
Because of the engagement to Sheng Feng, poor little Miaomiao was persecuted step by step, driven to the brink step by step. Even in this remote border town, those evildoers refused to let her go.
She wanted to see for herself just what kind of dazzlingly talented figure this Sheng Feng was, one who drove little Miaomiao to her death!
Hah, is he even worthy?