Chapter 27: Taiyin Yuan Sect

Guan Shanxue stared at Cang Cang Yin Yue's back before her in shock and uncertainty, but she could not speak at all.

At this moment, Cang Cang Yin Yue turned her head coldly, her dark brows lifting slightly, revealing a plainly visible look of contempt.

The next instant, she disdainfully turned her head away and leaped out the window without looking back.

……

On the bustling, broad street, Cang Cang Yin Yue and Li Musheng rode their mules side by side.

She glanced back at the wine house behind them, then softly exhaled and said to Li Musheng:

"Thank you. So this is what it feels like to 'act'—it really is exhilarating!"

Li Musheng tilted his head to look at her; Cang Cang Yin Yue's eyes and brows were now full of delight.

He shrugged and said:

"It was nothing. I was mainly thinking that if the two of you started fighting, who knows how long it would go on—too much of a waste of time."

Cang Cang Yin Yue's eye twitched as she defended herself:

"Although my Martial Realm is not as high as hers, she can't do anything to me either. Whenever I want to leave, I can leave."

As she spoke, her cool, clear eyes flickered, and she said:

"Still, your acupoint martial art is truly formidable—silent, impossible to guard against, not giving the opponent any chance to strike. Even though Guan Shanxue is a Martial Realm Grandmaster with cold-ice true Qi, she could hardly withstand it."

Hearing this, Li Musheng regarded her leisurely for a moment, then laughed:

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Cang Cang Yin Yue's expression immediately froze, and her eyes fixed steadily on Li Musheng.

But in the end, she still sighed deeply and looked away:

"A single supreme martial art can stir up a storm of blood across the jianghu, and it is also the foundation a sect relies on to stand in the jianghu. One should not receive reward without merit. I know my own limits—I am not yet worthy of having you pass on such a top-tier martial art to me."

Hearing this, Li Musheng chuckled lightly.

This miss not only has a strong sense of boundaries, she is also quite sincere.

"Fine then, Miss Cang, just perform well. My demands aren't high—I'm easily satisfied."

Li Musheng said casually, then a flame of gossip ignited in his heart, and he asked curiously:

"I really didn't expect you actually had a fiancé. Why haven't I ever heard you mention it before?"

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this suddenly, Cang Cang Yin Yue's brows immediately furrowed, and she instinctively reached up to touch the veil on her face.

Seeing this, Li Musheng hurriedly waved his hand:

"Don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant?"

Cang Cang Yin Yue snorted coldly, her eyes unkind, and said:

"No need to hide it—your expression has already betrayed you. You just want to say: how could a man possibly take a fancy to someone like me, with such an ugly brand on her face?"

Li Musheng was silent for a moment, but soon his eyes shifted. He reached out and patted the mule's back beneath him, saying:

"Miss Cang, don't sell yourself short. Even a poor mule has its purpose in this world, let alone a talent like you."

"Besides, once the brand on your face is gone, with your naturally beautiful looks, the line of suitors chasing after you would probably stretch all the way to the gate of Shangyang City."

Hearing this, Cang Cang Yin Yue's gaze shifted slightly. She lowered her hand, took up the reins again, and urged her mule forward.

After a while, her expression gradually calmed, but her eyes turned cold once more as she said:

"My marriage was arranged by my family. And that Constable Fu, as the foremost of the Six Six Shanmen' Ten Great Constables, naturally values not my face, but the power of the Cang family."

Li Musheng, riding his mule beside her, stroked his chin and asked in confusion:

"Which Cang family?"

Cang Cang Yin Yue glanced at him and said:

"Marquis Marquis Marquis Cangyuan."

Li Musheng frowned and spread his hands:

"Never even heard of them. Can your Cang family really rank among the powers of this imperial capital, Shangyang City?"

Hearing this, Cang Cang Yin Yue said nothing. A flash of deeply hidden hatred passed through her cool, clear eyes, and she said:

"The Marquis Marquis Marquis Cangyuan's Hou Fu naturally holds no small power throughout the imperial capital—it's just that it has nothing to do with me."

As she spoke, she explained to Li Musheng:

"The Cang family's present power all stems from Marquis Marquis Marquis Cangyuan's principal Lady."

"That woman is not only the sister of Imperial Consort Ji of the Great Li palace, but also comes from the Taiyin Yuan Sect—one of the four great sects of the Great Li Jianghu—and has an extremely close relationship with the Taiyin Yuan Sect."

"Therefore, the Cang family holds an extremely high status not only in the court, but also in the jianghu. In all of Shangyang City, who knows how many people are trying to curry favor with them?"

Li Musheng's face showed a look of sudden understanding, and he said:

"So your family isn't just imperial kin—you actually have ties to a jianghu giant like the Taiyin Yuan Sect."

The Taiyin Yuan Sect—naturally, Li Musheng was no stranger to it.

One of the most top-tier sect powers in the entire Great Li Jianghu. Anyone who makes their way in the jianghu knows that name, and the terrifying martial strength it represents.

It is said the Taiyin Yuan Sect has been passed down for over a thousand years. Even in the era of the Great Qi Dynasty, it was a top-tier great sect, once suppressing an entire age of the jianghu with a single scripture, the Taiyin True Scripture.

Within its gates, martial experts are countless and martial prodigies emerge generation after generation. Together with the other three top sects, it is truly a leader of the jianghu—one that can stand on equal footing with the imperial court.

At this moment, Li Musheng suddenly thought of something and said:

"Wait, I recall that Bone-Eroding Yin Wind Finger seems to be a martial art from the Taiyin Yuan Sect. Could it be…"

Hearing this, Cang Cang Yin Yue did not hide it and nodded:

"Your guess is correct. The brand on my face was bestowed by that principal Lady."

At these words, Li Musheng immediately imagined a grand drama of infighting within a noble household.

A young lady of a marquis's house abused and squeezed by the mistress of the household—rising earlier than the chickens and sleeping later than the dogs, never full, never warm, ostracized and mocked, beaten and scolded at every turn.

She even, out of jealousy of her beauty, inflicted the tattooing punishment on her face, carving the character "Vile" into it.

"Miss Cang, growing up this big must have been very difficult for you, right?"

Li Musheng spoke with feigned sympathy; who knew that Cang Cang Yin Yue merely sneered and said:

"I did have a hard time. If she hadn't been so lucky back then, not dying from the bowl of poison I gave her, I wouldn't have ended up in this state today."

"Uh??"

Li Musheng was speechless.

Indeed, he had sympathized too early; with this Miss's black-bellied personality, she was absolutely no kind soul.

At this moment, Cang Cang Yin Yue, seated on the horse, rode further and further away, while her voice softly said:

"Rest assured, I will kill her sooner or later!"

Inside the wine house, Vice Minister Gao Changrui, leading a group that included the man in blue robes, approached Guan Shanxue.

Everyone looked at her standing motionless in the private room, their faces all showing strange expressions.

"Great Uncle, I heard this woman has a connection with the Divine Captors of the Six Fan Gate; why don't we..."

【64】 Zhang He stared at Guan Shanxue with lecherous eyes as he spoke, but the very next moment, Gao Changrui backhanded him, sending him flying.

Zhang He stared at Guan Shanxue with lecherous eyes and opened his mouth, but the next moment, Gao Changrui backhanded him, sending him flying.

"You dog, no wonder you shaved your head this past New Year; your heart to destroy me still hasn't died. This time you almost succeeded again!"

At this moment, Gao Changrui's face was iron-green, his whole body trembling with rage.

(End of this chapter)