Chapter 426

Grand View Garden, lakeside small pavilion.

Master You's withered fingers were stroking his snow-white long beard, squinting at the rolling blood fog in the center of the lake.

That fog was so thick it couldn't be dissolved, wrapping the entire boat into a red pill like a silkworm cocoon.

"Young Master Yang, look," his hoarse voice carried a bit of triumph, "This sinister evil, let alone ordinary people, even martial artists who have cultivated true essence cannot last more than a few dozen breaths before their bones melt and flesh rots..."

Zhao Yang clapped his hands, "Good, good, good, Master You has good methods."

After a while!

Master You stood up abruptly, staring wide-eyed at the lake, "Something is wrong, those people on the boat are afraid they are tough nuts."

A trace of sinister intent flashed in Zhao Yang's eyes: "Master You, this young master only wants Xie Guan to die."

Master You's eyes turned cold, glancing at Zhao Yang, and he put away his murderous intent.

If it weren't for the fear of the Zhao family... this playboy would have long since become material for his corpse refining.

He was curious, why a descendant of the Nine Great Surnames had corpse energy in his body that even he was a bit wary of, almost soaking into his bone marrow.

Truly a strange matter?

The Zhao family does not raise corpses.

"Rest assured, this matter is of critical importance to the White Bone Temple; I have long hidden a grandmother of our temple at the bottom of the water to prevent any accidents."

He shook the silver bell to urge.

He was not worried about accidents; this grandmother of the White Bone Temple was a Yaksha, and even facing a Xuan Dan of the ninth realm of martial arts, she could escape from it.

What he was truly worried about was that the commotion would be too big and attract the Xie family's displeasure; after all, today was a joyous day.

Just at this moment—

Golden light suddenly exploded from the blood fog in the center of the lake! That light was like the scorching sun breaking through the clouds, actually reflecting the entire sky of overcast rain into a gilded gold color.

Disappeared in an instant!

The bronze bell in Master You's hand "cracked" with two seams, and he violently covered his heart, spitting out a large mouthful of black blood.

"No... impossible!"

The old Daoist stumbled to the railing, his withered claws scraping deep marks on the red wood.

His whole body trembled like a sieve, and his entire aura declined rapidly.

Master You's face was full of panic, completely ignoring his injuries.

The life tablet was broken.

The life tablet that was connected to his heart and blood with the grandmother corpse puppet... was broken!

Then, he wailed like a child.

"It's all over, it's all over."

"Three hundred years of hard work... the grandmother is gone, the Jade Corpse is gone!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yang felt something was wrong and hurriedly looked at the lake.

Only to see!

A youth with an otherworldly temperament in the lake walked onto the shore holding an umbrella.

"It's this Xie Guan again!"

Zhao Yang gritted his teeth, but did not link the destruction of the corpse puppet to this concubine-born son at all, "It must be that group of people on the boat who ruined my good deed!"

Master You was already a bit insane, his eyes like dead fish; all the cultivation of his White Bone Temple lineage was in this corpse puppet.

Both corpse puppets were destroyed; as a primordial spirit cultivator who had ignited divine fire, he might not even be able to match a martial artist in the middle three realms.

His eyes were dazed, and he slumped to the side, as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing this, Zhao Yang let out a cold snort and left the pavilion.

【You stepped onto the lake shore and suddenly felt a sinister gaze pierce you.】

【Looking back, you saw Zhao Yang gritting his teeth and glaring at you from the lakeside pavilion, his donkey-like face coated with powder distorted by anger, looking just like a hyena that had been stepped on its tail.】

【Behind him, a withered old Daoist slumped on the ground, his surrounding Yin energy chaotic—that aura of the same origin as the corpse puppet had already explained everything.】

【No need to think too much, today's killing game was clearly aimed at you.】

【It started because of you!】

【This Zhao Yang wanted to put you to death time and time again, and a trace of coldness flashed in your eyes.】

【The sky light broke through the clouds, the fine rain had just ceased, and you closed your bamboo umbrella.】

【You had just stepped into the gate of Hongjing Courtyard when Xie Yuan hurried to greet you.】

【Xie Yuan walked up hurriedly, "Guan-di, you finally arrived."】

【"I thought something had happened to you."】

【You greeted everyone with a smile, "Didn't miss Yingjie's auspicious time, did I?"】

【Xie Yuan said, "Immediately, we should go in."】

【You nodded and greeted everyone with a smile.】

【Xue Huaian and his party were landing on the shore in a sorry state. Luo Susu's purple clothes were stained with blood, and Mei Qingsu's face was pale, no longer having half the style of ordinary days.】

【"Huaian!", Xue Hong saw this and took a big step forward, frowning and pressing his second brother's shoulder, "Huaian, what happened? You became like this."】

【"Who dares!"】

【Xue Huaian's Adam's apple rolled, and he caught a glimpse of you chatting and laughing with Xie Yuan, finally turning his full of doubts into a light sigh: "... Let's talk about it when we go back."】

【Xue Hong nodded solemnly.】

【A grand wedding ceremony was held inside Hongjing Courtyard,】

【Red candles shone brightly, and magnificent decorations filled the door.】

【The inside and outside of the main hall were decorated with lanterns and colored streamers, and the "Double Happiness" embroidered with gold thread was hung high.】

【Guests were like a tide, clothes fragrant and hair shadows, and congratulations sounded one after another.】

【Many dignitaries of the Nine Great Surnames came, and the Xie Old Matriarch sat in the main seat, revealing a rare smile.】

【The master of ceremonies sang the rites loudly, drums and music played together, and the sound of silk and bamboo strings lingered endlessly. Cups and dishes were exchanged at the banquet, delicacies were presented like flowing water, guests pushed cups and changed lamps, and laughter was loud.】

【You stood quietly outside the pillar, away from those banquets arranged by status, outside the crowd.】

【Xie Yuan returned to his mother's side, Zhang Yunzhi's father who came with her, and Li Shuwan's elder brother was beside her.】

【The Xie family naturally would not set a seat for you, a concubine-born son, which made you clean.】

【However, even if you were alone.】

【Countless gazes stuck to you like spider silk—Lady Zhao's undisguised sinister gaze, Lady Yuan's disdainful look, the resentment of the second courtyard descendants, the schadenfreude of the big courtyard descendants... and many family inquiring gazes, like sizing up a strange commodity, and so on.】

【You didn't care at all, only looking at the center of the wedding hall.】

【When Sima Ting lifted the red veil with a wedding scale, Xie Ying's shy and timid brows and eyes had happiness.】

【At this moment, it reflected the lights of the whole hall, and cheers rang out, "The wedding ceremony is complete."】

【A silent smile appeared on the corner of your mouth.】

【Thinking that if mother were alive, she would definitely cry seeing this; she was just a maid in the Xie mansion, and what she looked forward to most was being properly married by that person, even if the dowry was simple, she would be happy.】

【When mother was alive, when she was seriously ill, she took out the red veil hidden in the cabinet at night.】

【Fourth sister told herself that mother could have aborted the child, and the Old Matriarch could have made the decision to give a generous amount of money to settle down outside.】

【Lady Yuan was on the side giving instructions, and there were mostly such cold gazes in the mansion.】

【You don't know what the weak woman thought all night, so she stubbornly wanted to give birth to the child.】

【At the banquet, the voices were loud, guests were like clouds, and they came to congratulate one after another. Xie Yuan and other favored descendants all received wedding money and were full of joy.】

【The Old Matriarch was also full of spring breeze, a benevolent look.】

【Xie Ying's gaze passed through the crowd of people exchanging cups, looking for it everywhere, and finally landed on that figure in the corner. Her fingertips unconsciously twisted the wedding handkerchief, but were gently held by a warm big hand—】

【"Ying'er.", Sima Ting said softly, "You are my wife who has passed the door, so you don't have to look forward and backward. Go."】

【Xie Ying's eyes were slightly red.】

【"Guan-di—"】

【This clear call was like a stone entering water, and the laughter of the whole hall suddenly stagnated. The Old Matriarch's face gradually darkened, and Lady Zhao's eyes were as cold as ice.】

【You walked out slowly, and Xie Ying stuffed a wedding money envelope into your hand with a smile.】

【"Guan-di, this is for you, consider it a bit of joy."】

【"Fourth sister knows your ability, just waiting for you to be famous all over the world."】

【You took it slowly and laughed, "Thank you, Fourth sister."】

【Sima Ting's eyes were complicated on the side.】

【When the banquet was in full swing, you quietly left the banquet and walked out of Hongjing Courtyard.】

【The sky was raining misty fine rain again, and you held up a bamboo umbrella.】

【A beautiful shadow chased after you behind you, lifting her skirt.】

【Zhang Yunzhi came behind you and lowered her voice, "Young Master Guan, please wait a moment."】

【You were a bit puzzled.】

【The two figures stood quietly.】

【After a while!】

【The small rain by the lake was drizzling, falling into the lake like ripples one after another.】

【Only Zhang Yunzhi was left alone, a bit lost.】

【You held the umbrella and left again, a flat boat was quietly docked, and you had already stepped on the gunwale.】

【The old boatman shook the oar lightly, and in the creaking sound, stirred up a lake of misty rain, rowing out a surging water path.】

【You suddenly felt something, and you looked sideways at the distant small pavilion.】

【A thin and tall old Daoist had fierce eyes, and the silver bell in his hand shook out a harsh sharp sound.】

【The sinister wind carrying the stench rushed toward them, and there seemed to be a black shadow swimming at the bottom of the lake, still hiding a corpse puppet with much lower cultivation.】

【Master You of the White Bone Temple knew that the disaster of today's matter was caused by you.】

【Master You's withered fingers almost crushed the silver bell, and the resentment in his eyes was like boiling—the two corpse puppets that had consumed a hundred years of hard work were destroyed in one fell swoop, all because of the seemingly weak youth in front of him!】

【He just now knew that the few people were from the Xue family of the Nine Great Surnames, and he could not afford to provoke them.】

【But you, a concubine-born son, killing you, he could still get that object, which is considered mending the fold after the sheep is lost.】

【"Little bastard...", black blood seeped from between his teeth, and the bell sound suddenly became shrill, "Today I will use you to sacrifice the treasure corpse of my White Bone Temple."】

【The boatman only felt a burst of sinister wind.】

【You raised your eyes under the umbrella and shook your head; you were unhappy in your heart at this time.】

【In the mud-pill palace, the long-silent Ghost-Slaying Sword suddenly cleared, emitting cold light like moonlight—this sword specifically restrains evil, and when it comes out, it has no color or image, and only those who pass through the secluded can see its shape.】

【Pointing like a sword, you slashed forward lightly—】

【An illusory giant sword slashed out from the lake.】

【Others could not see it, but in Master You's shrinking pupils, a sword light as bright as the moon slowly slashed out from the sparkling lake surface. Before the sword edge arrived, his flesh and blood had already begun to peel off inch by inch, his primordial spirit was almost split, and he had no way to resist!】

【Like the brilliance of the sun and moon!】

【A corpse puppet at the bottom of the lake did not even appear before it burned out in the water.】

【Master You's last trace of divine sense collapsed, "Zhao Yang, grass mud horse!"】

【"Who exactly did you provoke..."】

【Then the whole person fell heavily to the ground, with no life left.】

【The boat slowly docked at the shore, and you held the umbrella and left.】

【(End of chapter)】