Chapter 142

Saying this, Jiang Sishui hung the newly made ornament around Abi's neck.

Although Abi was innocent, she was not stupid; recalling Jiang Sishui's actions before and after, she immediately understood.

This was a plan to "fish."

"Thank you, Brother Jiang," Abi said with a sweet smile, not minding at all.

As long as she could help Jiang Sishui, she would do anything.

Jiang Sishui took her hand, slowly tightened his grip, and said gently, "I will give you a truly precious gift later."

A precious gift?

Emerald Long Lin, Xiaoyao Sect divine arts, and the care and love of a lover...

Abi felt she had already received so much, lacked nothing, and needed no compensation from Jiang Sishui...

But she also knew Jiang Sishui meant well, so she did not put on airs; she gently rested her head on his shoulder and obediently replied, "Okay."

Jinzhou, west of Taiyuan.

Here stood a major first-rate power—the Wuzheng Shanzhuang.

When the Wuzheng Shanzhuang was first established, it was a super first-rate power capable of rivaling a small state; the Yuan family's ancestor, with the cultivation of a Heavenly Mortal, had swept through half of Jinzhou undefeated.

Finally, he established the Wuzheng Shanzhuang in Taiyuan, becoming a local hegemon.

For three hundred years, although the Yuan family descendants never produced anyone surpassing their ancestor, the Grand Master realm had never been broken.

After the ancestor, the Yuan family even experienced a golden age with eight Grand Masters coexisting!

As of now, the Wuzheng Shanzhuang, which had made no major moves for many years, still silently intimidated all of Taiyuan.

But today, this famous first-rate power welcomed two uninvited guests.

A green-robed maiden holding a green bamboo staff stopped before the vast Shanzhuang that filled her entire field of vision.

Beside her followed a woman in palace robes.

That woman looked soft and weak, yet her beauty was so absolute it would stun anyone.

To say she was the most beautiful under heaven would not be an exaggeration.

The woman in palace robes tilted her head and asked, "Sister Qing, is he here?"

Ah Qing opened her half-closed eyelids, a flash of Jin Guang flickering in her eyes, and nodded lightly, "A blind man who is gentle and refined; that must be him! Sister Xi Shi, watch me."

Saying this, Ah Qing looked back at the Wuzheng Shanzhuang.

Without seeing her make any move, the entire Shanzhuang seemed as if turned upside down; piece by piece, bricks and tiles suddenly stood upright, suspended in midair.

In an instant, almost all the buildings within the Wuzheng Shanzhuang were left roofless.

The sky was a dark, dense mass; countless bricks and tiles gathered together, resembling a heavy mountain that pressed the air within the Shanzhuang until it nearly solidified.

Similarly, it pressed upon the hearts of everyone inside the Shanzhuang.

Invisibly, it was as if a giant hand had seized their throats, making them naturally feel a wave of suffocation.

The sky grew dark and the earth dim, as if an ominous omen.

In an instant, everyone was alarmed.

Immediately after, a clear, delicate command from a maiden rang out above the Shanzhuang—

"Yuan Yuan Suiyun, come out!"

157 Half-God Means, Ah Qing's Taboo

As the words fell, the bricks and tiles suspended in the air, the broken sand and pebbles on the ground, and the branches and leaves of the flowers and plants within the Shanzhuang all emitted a sword intent.

That sword intent did not harm anyone in the slightest, but the moment it appeared, it sealed off the entire Shanzhuang.

In an instant, everyone within the Shanzhuang felt as if they were tiny insects trapped in a spiderweb.

Nowhere to flee, they could only silently await the judgment of fate.

A master!

An unparalleled, peerless master beyond imagination!

At this moment, even ordinary people with no knowledge of the martial arts knew that a terrifying figure had arrived at the Wuzheng Shanzhuang.

And before such a person, they possessed not even a shred of ability to resist.

"Yuan Yuan Suiyun? What does she want with the Young Master?"

Hearing the unfriendly tone in the speaker's voice, panic surged in everyone's hearts.

Had the Young Master done something to cause a major trouble and offended such a great figure at some point?

Finally, the master of the Wuzheng Shanzhuang, Yuan Yuan Dongyuan, arrived at the Shanzhuang gate.

The moment he saw Ah Qing, Yuan Yuan Dongyuan immediately understood that the terrifying phenomenon of the Wuzheng Shanzhuang was caused by this seemingly innocent and lively maiden.

Not daring to be negligent, Yuan Yuan Dongyuan hurried forward to pay his respects: "This old one is Yuan Yuan Dongyuan, master of the Wuzheng Shanzhuang, greeting two Misses!"

Ah Qing looked at him, blinked, and said, "You are the master, so Yuan Yuan Suiyun is your son? Tell your son to come out; don't think about running."

The maiden's tone was peaceful and not oppressive, yet Yuan Yuan Dongyuan, hearing it, felt immense pressure.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "May I ask, Miss, in what way has my son offended you? Could you perhaps..."

"Yuan Yuan Suiyun is here." A voice as warm and smooth as jade cut off his words.

The newcomer could not see, but his hearing was extremely keen; by sound he identified the position, came to Yuan Yuan Dongyuan's side, and helped him up: "Father, please rise. This Miss has come to seek me; you may return first."

But Yuan Yuan Dongyuan had a son late in life and held high hopes for Yuan Yuan Suiyun, fearing any misfortune might befall him.

Seeing that Ah Qing had come with hostile intent, how could he leave with peace of mind?

So he resolutely refused.

When Yuan Yuan Suiyun appeared, Sister Xi Shi was already observing him.

Just as the diary had said, he was dignified in appearance and noble in bearing, truly a fine Young Master amidst a turbid world.

Unfortunately, once his ugly true nature was exposed, even the finest shell became a greater mockery.

Ah Qing's temperament was straightforward; looking at Yuan Yuan Suiyun, she got straight to the point: "You are the Bat Young Master of Bat Island?"

The Bat Young Master!

The moment those four characters—representing his greatest secret—left her mouth, even with Yuan Yuan Suiyun's superb acting and deep scheming, his expression lost control for an instant.

He immediately adjusted, about to play the fool, yet somewhere in the unseen felt a tremendous majesty shaking his very soul.

It was like a petty villain who had done too much wickedness facing the heavens' interrogation—heart and gallbladder both lost, not daring to utter a single lie.

Yuan Yuan Suiyun's gaze went blank for a moment, then he quietly nodded: "Yes, I am the Bat Young Master of Bat Island."

Ah Qing held the green bamboo stick, showing no outward movement, yet deep within her pupils flashed two streaks of golden light.

That golden light seemed to pass straight through Yuan Yuan Suiyun's hollow, lifeless pupils and shine directly into the depths of his soul.

"Tell everything you did while disguised as the Bat Young Master."

"Yes."

Without the slightest ability to resist, Yuan Yuan Suiyun immediately poured out his unknown dark side in full, and in vivid, graphic detail.

When he reached the proud parts, he would even laugh cruelly.

The matter was much as Jiang Sishui had said, even worse in fact.

Moreover, his aim was not the laughable delusion of dominating the martial world, but purely for pleasure—satisfying his own perverted fetish by tormenting others.

As one atrocity after another poured from his lips, the Shanzhuang people who had arrived later were, beyond their shock, utterly horrified, a chill running up their very spines.

At this moment, the Young Shanzhuang Master before them suddenly became utterly unfamiliar.

He was no longer that refined, elegant, handsome Young Master, but a man-eating demon wearing a human skin!

Had it not been for his own impassioned, firsthand account—some details even narrated at length—they would never have believed the true Yuan Yuan Suiyun was so utterly inhuman.

It was simply enough to anger both man and god!

On the other side, Yuan Yuan Dongyuan's face was ashen.

He finally understood why Ah Qing had come, but he knew even better—

His son was finished, the Yuan family was finished, and the three-hundred-year prestige of Wu Zheng Shanzhuang would be destroyed in a single stroke.

And he and Yuan Yuan Suiyun would become the Yuan family's sinners!

Thinking of this, grief and rage intertwined in Yuan Yuan Dongyuan, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood, toppling backward.

"Shanzhuang Master!"

A few loyal old servants, seeing this, risked offending Ah Qing and hurried forward to support him.

Ah Qing did not implicate the innocent; she cut off Yuan Yuan Suiyun's words, which could have gone on for three days and nights: "Go now to Bat Island, release the women you have imprisoned, find them the best physicians to treat them, and distribute the Qian Cai you have extorted to them."

"Yes."

Yuan Yuan Suiyun nodded in assent, then Unleash Lightness Skill, and in a few bounds vanished from sight.