Chapter 154

Jiang Ye's voice was hoarse and plain, neither high nor low, yet it was like a giant rock thrown into a lake, stirring up a thousand waves.

"You..."

Jin Mu's body stiffened abruptly, the ferocity and hatred on her face instantly freezing.

She met those aged eyes and only felt a chill shoot straight from the soles of her feet to her crown.

Xu Qinghuan tilted her head, biting her lip, desperately holding back her tears.

But the tears fell uncontrollably, drop by drop, onto her collar.

Her eyes were red, her nose tip flushed, and her enchanting face was filled with grievance and reliance, like a child who had been bullied for a long time and finally waited for someone to back her up.

Jin Mu's wrist was grabbed by Jiang Ye, unable to move, and the power transmitted from that withered palm made her feel bursts of stinging pain.

She gritted her teeth, her voice trembling slightly as she snapped: "Let... let go..."

That voice was full of bluster, no longer possessing the ruthless force that had intended to kill Xu Qinghuan with one palm just moments ago.

Jin Mo, not far away, saw his wife grabbed by the suddenly appearing Jiang Ye, his expression changing drastically, and he immediately let out a sharp shout, his voice full of anger and suspicion:

"Who are you? Daring to meddle in the affairs of Jin Chen Peak..."

Before he could finish, someone in the crowd suddenly let out an exclamation: "Isn't this Elder Jiang of Tianyangfeng..."

Once these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed instantly, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over their heads.

The rumor that had shaken the entire prefecture city a month ago flashed through everyone's minds.

Elder Jiang of Tianyangfeng?

Isn't that the super fierce person who broke into the Feng family and beat Zhang Kui, the 'Mountain-Suppressing Hand' of Thick Earth Peak, to death!!!

It is said that even the Liu Fengzhu of Thick Earth Peak could do nothing to him.

Thanks to him, the mistress of the Feng family is still locked in the dungeon of the Tianqing Sect, her life or death unknown.

This name was like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's heart.

Jin Mo's face instantly turned pale, his lips trembling, and the words that had reached his mouth were swallowed back down.

His legs trembled slightly, and he could barely stand steady.

Jin Yu trembled even more, her dark face filled with fear, subconsciously hiding behind Jin Mo, not even daring to show her head.

Jin Mu also heard that exclamation, her pupils shrinking suddenly, and the blood on her face instantly fading away.

She finally understood who she was facing.

The power transmitted from that withered palm was no longer a stinging pain, but a fear that seeped into her bones.

Lu Xiao, standing with a gloomy face and hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes, his hawk-like sharp gaze instantly falling on Jiang Ye.

A month ago, he was in seclusion and heard nothing of the outside world.

However, after coming out of seclusion, he had heard of Jiang Ye's deeds.

"You are that new troublemaker from Tianyangfeng?!"

Lu Xiao looked sharply at Jiang Ye, a strange look flashing in the depths of his eyes, his tone as cold as frost, carrying a bit of scrutiny:

"You don't stay at Tianyangfeng, why did you run to the back mountain of my Jin Chen Peak."

Jiang Ye spoke with a calm expression:

"Jiang just came out for a walk at night, I didn't expect to encounter such a big scene at Tianqing Lake."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the lonely head in the pavilion, over the shivering Jin Yu slumped on the ground, over the pale faces of the Jin family members, and finally landed on Lu Xiao, the corners of his mouth slightly curling into a meaningful arc:

"Speaking of which, Jiang really didn't expect..."

"Liu Fengzhu Lu would actually stand by and do nothing while disciples within the sect are being harmed by outsiders."

Hearing this, everyone present felt their hearts tremble violently.

They were very familiar with the rumors from a month ago.

It is said that Elder Zhang Kui, the 'Mountain-Suppressing Hand' of Thick Earth Peak, was killed by this Elder Jiang because he colluded with the Feng family to harm disciples of Tianyangfeng...

It was precisely because of this reason that even the Liu Fengzhu of Thick Earth Peak could do nothing to Elder Jiang, because he could not stand on moral ground.

Now, he said this again...

Doesn't that mean...

Everyone's gaze fell on Jin Mu.

Jin Mu also felt immense fear, her whole body trembling.

Just because she had tried to kill Xu Qinghuan just now, Jiang Ye would be perfectly justified in killing her now.

Realizing this, she didn't even dare to look into Jiang Ye's eyes, subconsciously turning her head to look at Lu Xiao, trembling:

"Liu Fengzhu Lu, save me..."

She knew that the only one who could save her here was Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao looked coldly at Jiang Ye, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, that smile full of chill:

"You really are a troublemaker."

"How this Liu Fengzhu acts is not for an Elder at the Embracing the Pill realm to question!"

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty, like the clashing of gold and iron, making people's eardrums ache.

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Jiang Ye's hand grabbing Jin Mu, and he shouted sharply:

"Let go!"

Jiang Ye smiled faintly, that smile devoid of any warmth:

"Let go? Alright."

The next instant.

A streak of red-gold true qi suddenly shot from his hand.

That true qi was scorching, like magma surging from the depths of the earth, instantly enveloping Jin Mu's right hand.

Red-gold flames danced on Jin Mu's hand, making a "hissing" sound, and a thick, burnt smell permeated the air.

"Ah——!!!"

Jin Mu instantly let out a shrill, inhuman wail, a sound so sharp and piercing that it echoed in the night sky, making one's scalp tingle.

She struggled desperately, wanting to pull back her wrist, but that withered palm was like iron pincers, remaining motionless.

Her body trembled violently, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down from her forehead, mixed with tears, covering her face.

You know, even Feng Gang, who was at the Embracing the Pill realm, could not withstand the burning of this Great Sun Heavenly Flame True Qi, let alone her, a martial artist at the Transformation of Force realm.

In just a moment, her right hand was burned to charcoal, the flesh charred, the bones shattered, like a piece of burnt wood.

It was even blacker than the face of her dead son, Jin Hai.

"How bold!!!"

Seeing that Jiang Ye did not give him any face at all, the veins on Lu Xiao's forehead jumped violently, and cold light surged in his long, narrow eyes.

A brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from his body, scorching and blinding, like the midday sun, illuminating the entire lake shore.

That sharp aura spread in all directions like invisible blades, making everyone around feel their breathing stagnate, as if what they were inhaling was not air, but blades that could cut people.

Some covered their throats, some coughed violently, some subconsciously stepped back, their faces pale.

Just at this moment.

"Liu Fengzhu Lu, Master wants you to go over."

A thick voice broke the tense atmosphere.

That voice was neither high nor low, yet steady and powerful, like an ancient bell in the mountains, echoing in the night sky, quietly dissolving that suffocating sharp aura.

"Hmm?!"

Lu Xiao looked in the direction of the voice, his sharp gaze falling on that figure.

The person who spoke was a man dressed in green robes, with a decent face, looking about thirty or forty years old.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, as if strolling in a courtyard, completely unaffected by that sharp aura.

This person was none other than the Sect Master's personal disciple, Zhou Yufeng.

Lu Xiao took a deep breath, suppressing the restless golden light in his body, and the fierce aura around him slowly converged.

He spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a bit of unwillingness: "Something big happened here..."

His gaze swept over the lonely head on the ground, and Jiang Ye not far away, his eyes full of gloom.

Zhou Yufeng interrupted him, his tone plain but unquestionable: "The Sect Master knows, so he called you over."

Hearing this, Lu Xiao's brows were deeply furrowed, and a complex light flashed in his sharp eyes.

He looked deeply at Jiang Ye.

He did not speak again, only snorted coldly, turned around, and followed Zhou Yufeng away.

And Jiang Ye, on the side, also felt his heart tremble slightly.

The Sect Master knows...

He didn't even come over, how did he know?

A flash of confusion crossed the depths of Jiang Ye's eyes.

Fortunately, when he killed Jin Hai, he not only used the Spirit Ape Thousand Changes to change his figure and appearance, but also used Water Element True Qi to cover his aura.

That thick water vapor enveloped his figure tightly, so even if someone stood opposite him, they could only see a blurred outline.

His identity should still be safe.

Otherwise, with the Sect Master's strength, if he had really seen through his disguise, he probably wouldn't have sent Zhou Yufeng to call Lu Xiao, but would have come to find him personally.

After figuring this out, Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and set his mind at ease.

Subsequently, he didn't even look at Jin Mu, who had one arm burned off and was wailing shrilly, and turned to leave.

Xu Qinghuan hurriedly forced her body to follow.

And the Jin family members present hurriedly stepped forward, helping Jin Mu stop the bleeding in a flurry.

Some tore off their collars to wrap the charred broken wrist, some took out elixirs for her to take, and some supported her limp body, not letting her fall.

Jin Mu's wailing gradually lowered, turning into intermittent moans, the sound full of pain and fear.

Jin Mo's face was pale, his lips trembling, and he said tremblingly:

"Let's... let's hurry home first!"

Thinking of the scene where Jin Mu was almost burned to ashes by Jiang Ye just now, his legs were weak.

That Elder Jiang is even more terrifying than the rumors, not even giving Lu Xiao face, acting as soon as he said he would.

Now that Jin Hai is dead, half of their backing has collapsed.

Their Jin family cannot afford to provoke such a fierce person...

The Jin family members all showed a look of lingering fear on their faces.

That Xu Qinghuan, no matter what, is a disciple of the Tianqing Sect, and it is indeed not their turn to take action.

Fearing that Jiang Ye might return, they hurriedly prepared to slip away.

The other guests from various families in the prefecture city also bid farewell one after another, not daring to stay here long, fearing they might be accidentally involved.

The festive red silk was still fluttering in the wind, and the bright red double-happiness characters were still pasted on the doors and windows, but the festive atmosphere had long since vanished, leaving only a mess and fear on the ground.

Soon, the news that Jin Hai, a personal disciple of Jin Chen Peak, had been killed by the "Head-Chopping Demon" spread like a hurricane throughout the entire Tianqing Sect.

The speed was no less than Jiang Ye's legendary deeds from a month ago.

Disciples of various peaks ran to tell each other, and everyone was discussing this shocking news everywhere.

Who could have imagined it.

In just one day, the wedding that shook the Tianqing Sect was about to turn into a funeral.

Some were shocked, some suspicious, some gloating, some worried.

That Head-Chopping Demon dares to kill even the personal disciples of the Tianqing Sect; what else in this world is he afraid to do.

At the same time, Xuanshui Peak.

Inside a hidden cold pool, water mist swirled, like a fairyland.

Moonlight spilled through the gaps in the branches and leaves, spreading a silver glow over the water surface.

A pair of graceful twin sisters were playing, water splashing, laughter crisp, echoing in the night like silver bells.

"Sister, this 'Head-Chopping Demon' is causing quite a stir, let's go catch him..."

The younger sister, Hua Tian, suddenly spoke, her water-clear eyes full of excitement, her fair jade hands splashing a flower of water on the surface.