Chapter 111: Sometimes, the Fist Is the Truth

At first, Bu Feng and the other two were puzzled, until they realized the direction was toward the Medical Sect’s compound, and then each of them quietly understood the situation.

Xing Yanzong had intended to dissuade them; after all, it wouldn’t do for everyone in the Desire Sea Sky faction to tear each other apart.

But in the end, Que Yunzi was a step faster and elbowed him sharply, gritting his teeth and threatening fiercely, “Keep talking nonsense, old man, and next time I’ll show you what it means to be peed on by a yellow dog.”

Xing Yanzong was both amused and helpless, as this made no sense to him. He hurriedly cupped his hands in apology, “Indeed, indeed, I was wrong.”

“Enough of that,” Que Yunzi rolled his eyes and said, “Just watch, there’ll be a big show today.”

By his experience in reading people, this woman was definitely an extraordinary one.

“You,” Xing Yanzong wanted to say something but swallowed it back. He glanced sideways at Bu Feng, who showed no sign of surprise but clearly shared Que Yunzi’s sentiment.

So he said no more. After all, if Bu Feng and Que Yunzi truly barged in, there would be nothing strange about it—this was a consequence sown by the Medical Sect itself.

The woman looked at their destination beneath her feet, then suddenly stopped and turned back, saying, “You all, hide.”

The three exchanged glances, puzzled but obedient, then each retreated slightly and vanished into the void.

Xing Yanzong drew close to Bu Feng, narrowing his eyes at the woman, “Brother Bu hasn’t yet explained who this woman really is, or why she’s dragged all of us out here to cause trouble.”

He had been reluctant to say it before, but now that they were hidden in the void, he couldn’t help but ask.

Bu Feng stroked his beard and smiled, “She’s helping her own people; we’re just here to back her up. Where’s the trouble in that?”

He gave Que Yunzi a meaningful glance.

Que Yunzi was momentarily stunned, gazing at the woman’s retreating figure with surprise no less than Xing Yanzong’s. Bu Feng’s words revealed a frightening truth.

Xing Yanzong looked at the woman, muttering under his breath, “You mean… she is…”

Bu Feng nodded silently, confirming his suspicion.

This was a heavy blow for Xing Yanzong.

Everyone knew Su He was a cast-off of the Baili clan. Although she bore the Baili name, only her own family cared enough to threaten her life.

Because of this, those who supported the Baili Su He faction were quietly eliminated.

This was no secret within the myriad worlds.

Hence his astonishment that anyone would still run on Su He’s behalf. Or perhaps, the Su He faction had some hidden power?

“Hey, why are you daydreaming?” Que Yunzi bent down curiously, scrutinizing Xing Yanzong.

Instantly, Xing Yanzong’s face flushed red and he averted his gaze, “Friend Que, what are you doing?”

“Nothing, just wondering if Sect Leader Xing is interested in dual cultivation?”

“W-what?” Xing Yanzong shivered inexplicably, the thought sending chills down his spine.

Que Yunzi’s expression darkened, slapping Xing Yanzong’s face sharply, “What are you thinking about?”

“Ah… ah?”

“Cut it out! I just think you’re decent enough to find a female immortal mate. What else did you think? Am I some desperate old man?”

“Ha, ha, ha, misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Xing Yanzong’s used to being single; it’s better that way,” he turned his head, laughter stammering out—this misunderstanding was no small matter.

Luckily, only the three of them were present.

Bu Feng shot him a glare, as if to say, “Have you forgotten who the woman outside is?”

Xing Yanzong froze immediately.

The woman paid no heed to their chatter, eyes fixed solely downward.

An invisible pressure spread, vast and overwhelming, rolling like a tide.

Many Medical Sect disciples began to collapse; soon, even the leaders of the various peaks were struck down one after another.

Old Man Diao Xi sensed something amiss and hurriedly sent out Nian Wen to investigate. But before Nian Wen left Jinwu Stream, he vomited blood and fell.

Waiting for a reply that never came, more were sent out, all suffering the same fate.

Unable to wait any longer, Diao Xi, despite discomfort, ventured out himself and discovered all those sent had met with disaster.

Gazing at the thick cloud pressing over the Medical Sect, he decided to seek the sect leader first.

The situation at Jin Hu Shang’s place was no better. When the woman and Bu Feng’s group appeared, he knew immediately.

But he was unwilling to get involved; whoever it was, his answer was always the same: the Undying Ember would not be lent out.

Thus, he hoped that by staying put, the others would know better than to press on.

He hadn’t expected the opponent to be so unpredictable.

Unable to find the person, they struck—and now Zheng Yue had been hit, suddenly collapsing, unconscious.

Only blood flowed incessantly from his seven orifices.

Jin Hu Shang pressed several vital points on Zheng Yue, moving him indoors.

Just as he was about to leave, Diao Xi barged in, scolding, “Sect Leader, aren’t you going out to see this? At a time like this, you still have the heart to hesitate? After taking a blow to the left cheek, do you plan to offer the right one as well?”

“Hmph, Elder Xi, remember your place. Next time, I won’t be so lenient.”

Jin Hu Shang rarely shed his usual affability. Passing by the elder, Diao Xi shuddered involuntarily, leaning against the doorframe and hastily making way.

When he regained composure, Jin Hu Shang had already ascended into the clouds.

Before speaking, an invisible force seized his freedom, forcing his knees to kneel before the woman.

His face flushed as if on fire, mixed with shame and bleeding.

He twisted his shoulders, struggling with all his might, but the more he tried to summon energy, the heavier the pressure became, as if carrying a mountain.

Panting and furious, sweat dripping from his hairline onto the cloud, turning to mist, he said, “Killing someone is just a matter of a head’s worth of ground. Why do you need to bully me?”

The woman half-kneeling met his gaze, “Oh? So you understand that too?”

“You…”

“Enough ‘you’ and ‘me.’ I’m in a hurry. Be smart and hand over what I want.”

Jin Hu Shang stared at her boldly outstretched palm, veins bulging, grinding his steel teeth, “This is outrageous. Robbing someone at their doorstep—do you have any shame?”

“Is that so? I thought you didn’t like to talk nicely, only this way.”

“…”

“To be honest, I’m not into this,” he thought, “I’m no masochist.”

“Since that’s the case, can we talk nicely now?” The woman slapped Jin Hu Shang’s left cheek hard, making it flush and swell in an instant.

Unfortunately, if it were someone else, he might have agreed. But Jin Hu Shang was stubborn to the bone beneath his usual refined exterior.

Having suffered such humiliation, there was no chance of surrender.

His eyes bloodshot, he bit his words out, “Impossible, unless I die.”

His arrogance ignited her fury. With a sharp slap, she knocked him onto the cloud, making the three hidden in the void wince as if the blow landed on their own faces.

“Giving you face and you still act tough, huh?” She grabbed his hair and delivered another round of slaps.

Jin Hu Shang had never suffered such torment since his debut. Today, meeting this woman was like a scholar facing a soldier—no matter how much he talked, he could not explain it away.

“Say it—will you hand over the item or not? If not, I’ll destroy your sect. Believe me or not?”

To ensure he believed, she unleashed the pressure of a Divine Realm being—power not meant for Desire Sea Sky immortals.

Jin Hu Shang’s face paled instantly, and those disciples with lower cultivation hadn’t even reacted before being dragged to the Naihe Bridge by the Grim Reaper.

The sect leader watched helplessly, eyes bloodshot.

Yet there was nothing to be done; Divine Realm power was beyond their reach.

Like the chasm between mortals and immortals, it was inviolable.

“Well? Still haven’t decided?” Jin Hu Shang was silent, but the woman’s temper was short; she was in a hurry.

She said, “Let me see who’s still breathing. Should I give them a quick death or one by one? The sect is yours—make your choice.”

Jin Hu Shang closed his eyes for a long time before saying, “Stop.”

“Hm? You want me to stop, so I’ll stop? Why should I listen to you?”

With that, she immediately finished off another person.

“You… pfft…”

“Oh, bleeding? Feeling sorry for you? If you’d cooperated earlier, none of this would be necessary.”

She clapped her hands and stood, brushing away the oppressive aura from his body. “Don’t try any tricks. Be smart.”

Jin Hu Shang staggered up from the cloud, adjusted his crown and robe. “Thanks for the reminder. May I ask your name? Did Bu Feng and the others send you?”

Even now, he wanted to pin this grudge on Bu Feng and his group. If not for them, how could this disaster have befallen him and the sect?

The woman sneered, a cold laugh that made Jin Hu Shang’s scalp tingle.

“What are you laughing at?”

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