Chapter 156

The moonlight was cool, spilling onto the blue stone path, stretching the sisters' shadows long.

Hua Tian followed her sister out of the courtyard, her water-like eyes shining with a lustrous glow in the moonlight, and asked softly:

"Big sister, where are we going now."

Hua Ning tilted her head slightly and sighed lightly: "Little sister, you are really stupid, of course we are going to the Jin family to ambush the 'Head-Chopping Demon'!"

Hua Tian pouted and said: "Then what if the other party doesn't come today..."

Hua Ning raised her head slightly, a look of determination appearing in her water-clear eyes:

"I think Lin Tao's analysis makes some sense."

"The 'Head-Chopping Demon's' style of rooting out the entire family will definitely target the Jin family!"

"If not today, then tomorrow, or the day after..."

Hearing this, Hua Tian shook her head helplessly.

It seems like it's going to be tiring from here on out.

Prefecture city, Jin family.

At this moment, the entire Jin mansion was filled with a depressing atmosphere, like a dark cloud pressing heavily on the roof, making it hard for people to breathe.

Jin Mo and Jin Mu were like people who had lost their parents, their faces full of painful and venomous sorrow.

Jin Mo slumped in his chair, his face pale, his lips trembling, his bloodshot eyes filled with hatred.

Jin Mu threw herself before Jin Hai's spirit tablet, crying heart-rendingly, her broken wrist, burned to charcoal by Jiang Ye, wrapped in thick bandages, stained with blood, shocking to the eye.

"Xiao Hai!!!"

"My poor Xiao Hai!!!"

Jin Mu's voice was shrill and piercing, echoing in the night sky, like the roar of a vengeful ghost:

"We will definitely avenge you!!!"

"That god-damned 'Head-Chopping Demon', we will fight him to the death!!!"

Her tears mixed with her makeup, washing out two dark red traces on her face, looking particularly ferocious.

Jin Mo also roared along, his voice full of irrepressible anger and grief: "To the death! To the death!"

His fist smashed hard onto the table, shaking the teacups and spilling tea all over the floor.

Jin Yu, who had been covered in bloodstains from Lu Xiao's aura, also cried and screamed along with her parents, her dark face covered in tear stains, her wounds still seeping blood, looking somewhat scary.

The rest of the Jin family members were not as sorrowful, but their expressions were not good either.

Over the years, their Jin family had developed rapidly by relying on the name of Jin Hai, a personal disciple of the Tianqing Sect, having their way in the prefecture city, and vaguely trending toward becoming the fourth largest family in the prefecture city.

They also used this momentum to show off in the prefecture city, and didn't do less bullying of men and women.

As a result, Jin Hai is now dead.

The Jin family's greatest backing had vanished overnight.

Those who had once been trampled under their feet were probably clapping and cheering in secret at this moment.

Many people showed worried expressions, whispering to each other.

Some worried that the Jin family's business would be cannibalized, some feared that enemies they had offended in the past would take the opportunity to retaliate.

That once arrogant Jin family was now like a crumbling building, ready to collapse at any moment.

As time passed bit by bit, the candles in the Jin mansion were extinguished one by one, and the large mansion gradually sank into darkness.

The people who had been tired all day finally dispersed, returning to their rooms, leaving only the spirit hall still lit with dim yellow candlelight.

Even Jin Yu couldn't take it anymore. She had been injured by Lu Xiao's sharp aura, her whole body covered in tiny wounds and bloodstains, and could only go down to bandage and recuperate; before leaving, she looked back at the spirit hall, her eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

In the large room, only Jin Mo and Jin Mu remained before Jin Hai's spirit tablet, roaring through gritted teeth that they must fight the "Head-Chopping Demon" to the death.

"Xiao Hai, don't worry! I will definitely chop off the 'Head-Chopping Demon's' head to sacrifice to you..."

Jin Mu swore incessantly at Jin Hai's spirit tablet with a ferocious face.

Suddenly, Jin Mu felt something was wrong.

Her husband, Jin Mo, seemed to have been silent for a long time.

Only her own roaring echoed in the spirit hall, while Jin Mo was as stiff as a stone statue, and even his breathing could not be heard.

Jin Mu subconsciously turned to look at Jin Mo, only to see the other party stiff and bloodless, his eyes hollow, looking lifeless, like a shell from which the soul had been extracted.

"Old Jin, if you are tired, go rest first, I will accompany Xiao Hai..."

Jin Mu thought Jin Mo was too tired, raising her hand to pat his shoulder lightly, wanting to wake him from his daze.

The next instant.

A tiny blood line appeared on Jin Mo's neck, extremely thin and faint, almost invisible in the dim yellow candlelight.

Then, his head fell off, with a "thud," landing right next to Jin Hai's spirit tablet.

Those eyes were still staring round, dying with eyes wide open, his face frozen with the bewilderment and fear before death.

Immediately after, behind Jin Mo, an aged figure entered her sight.

The man was dressed in simple gray clothes, his hair gray, his back straight as a spear, his body enveloped by a layer of hazy water mist, holding a curved blade shimmering with cold light in his hand.

"I heard, you want to fight me to the death?!"

The old man curled his mouth into a cold arc.

"..."

This sudden scene left Jin Mu completely stunned, her face full of dazed bewilderment.

Her mind was a blank, with only Jin Mo's rolling head shaking before her eyes.

After a delay of several seconds, her expression changed drastically, and a shrill scream was about to erupt from her throat.

Whoosh—!!!

A cold blade light flashed, so fast that even the afterimage could not be seen.

A tiny blood line also appeared on Jin Mu's neck.

Immediately after, her head also rolled from her neck, with a "thud," falling next to Jin Hai's spirit tablet.

Those eyes were still staring round, her mouth still maintaining the posture of screaming, but the sound was forever stuck in her throat.

Excluding Jin Yu, the family of three was just right and neat.

The curved blade with cold light in Jiang Ye's hand was not even stained with a trace of blood, the blade still bright as new, shining with a cold luster in the candlelight.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the two heads, his aged face without a ripple.

"Hmm?!"

Jiang Ye was about to get up and leave when he suddenly felt a surging water vapor coming from outside the house, the water vapor thick as paste, carrying a trace of chill, surging from all directions like a tide, instantly enveloping him.

The air became moist and heavy, as if he were at the bottom of a deep pool.

He turned his head abruptly, his gaze like electricity, only to see two graceful figures rushing in from outside the house, one left and one right, cooperating tacitly, blocking his path.

Under the moonlight, the two figures were slender, their faces exquisite, like a pair of fairies walking out of the water, their skin fair as snow, their long hair like waterfalls, their clothes fluttering lightly in the night wind.

They were none other than the twin sisters of Xuanshui Peak, Hua Ning and Hua Tian.

"How did they know I was here..."

Jiang Ye's heart trembled violently, a trace of imperceptible horror flashing in his aged eyes.

In this instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind—could his identity have been exposed? No, this is absolutely impossible!

He has always been cautious in his actions, never leaving any traces.

Or, did these sisters follow him...

"We caught the Head-Chopping Demon!"

A trace of excitement appeared on Hua Tian's face, her water-like eyes bright, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, carrying a bit of a young girl's pride, "Haha, just as we guessed, you really came to the Jin family!"

Her voice was crisp, echoing in the night sky, like silver bells.

Hua Ning on the side looked at Jiang Ye with a solemn expression.

Her voice was crisp, but carried an unquestionable coldness, enunciating every word: "Tonight, you can't leave!"

Water and Wood True Qi surged around her body, the pale blue water vapor and the emerald wood qi intertwining, reflecting her figure like a fairy in the water.

Although Jiang Ye was shocked, his expression remained calm.

He turned around slowly, facing the sisters, the curved blade with cold light in his hand hanging by his side, the tip pointing to the ground, shining with a cold luster in the moonlight.

He sneered, his laughter full of contempt and disdain: "You two little girls want to take me down?!"

"Do it!"

Hua Ning and Hua Tian had a tacit understanding, actually attacking at the same instant without the slightest hesitation.

The two condensed surging Water and Wood True Qi in their hands, the true qi like two flood dragons, intertwining in the air, turning into a huge water prison, covering the sky and earth as it enveloped Jiang Ye.

That water prison was deep blue, with emerald wood patterns faintly flowing on the surface, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression; wherever it passed, the air was squeezed to make a low humming sound.

"Are the sisters both cultivating Water and Wood True Qi..."

A look of realization flashed in Jiang Ye's eyes.

The two joined forces, water and wood generating each other, doubling the power; no wonder they dared to come and block him.

Facing the water prison covering the sky and earth, there was not a trace of panic in his eyes, he just stood there quietly, like an old tree rooted for a thousand years, motionless.

The moment the water prison touched his body.

"Boom—"

His body actually collapsed with a bang, what remained in place was actually an afterimage!

That afterimage twisted and dissipated in the water.

"What kind of movement technique is this?!"

Seeing this scene, the sisters were shocked at the same time, their pupils shrinking suddenly.

The next instant, Jiang Ye's figure appeared strangely behind Hua Tian, silent and soundless, like a ghost.

He backhanded a slash, the curved blade drawing a beautiful arc in the air, the blade edge slashing straight at Hua Tian's neck.

The blade light was like a blood moon, so fast that even the afterimage could not be seen.

But Hua Tian seemed to have eyes in the back of her head, tilting her head slightly, and easily dodged this fatal slash, the blade edge grazing her hair, cutting off a few strands of green silk, which drifted slowly in the night wind.

Jiang Ye's gaze swept over Hua Ning's eyes, and he immediately realized where the problem lay.

The sisters' five senses are shared; although Hua Tian was facing away from him, Hua Ning saw it clearly.

The two are of one mind, cooperating tacitly, with almost no blind spots.

One looks at the front, one looks at the back; no matter from which angle he attacks, he cannot escape their eyes.

If he didn't use Five Element True Qi, he really wouldn't be able to take down these sisters.

Almost in an instant, Jiang Ye made a decision.

Slip away first...

His figure retreated violently, like a wisp of light smoke, breaking free from the two's pincer attack, and landed at the entrance of the spirit hall.

He did not linger in the fight, his feet tapping, and his whole body began to run away nimbly.

"Want to escape?!"

"Chase!!!"

Hua Ning gave a light shout, and the two chased after him at the same time.

But Jiang Ye's speed was astonishing, and his movement technique was strange and erratic.

If these sisters chased after him recklessly, he wouldn't be polite about taking their spirits.