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"You actually took me as an experiment," said Seven Nights.
Fengyin blinked innocently, looking quite adorable.
"Alright, let's go home and tell Grandpa this good news, then send a message to Master." She could already feel the true energy within her slowly depleting; it was time to return.
"Mm."
Fengyin once again flew down with Seven Nights, landing by the stream and taking a moment to catch her breath.
"Fengyin, hurry up."
"What's wrong?"
"There’s a killing intent." Although Seven Nights had lost all his internal energy, he was not as naive as Fengyin. He had brushed against death many times and was unusually sensitive to killing intent.
"Want to leave? You probably won't be able to," Tang Zhen emerged from behind a tree, tapping his folding fan against the water.
"People from the Tang Clan," Seven Nights whispered to Fengyin.
"All you Rogue Heroes, come out! Everyone take a look, this is the Seven Night Demon Lord, who once wiped out my entire Tang family and has countless Rogue Heroes' blood on his hands. We once surrounded him but he managed to escape; ha ha, look! The one next to the Seven Night Demon Lord is none other than Yun Zhongzi's false gentleman disciple, the legendary Medical Immortal. Misty Mountain is just a name without substance, actually saving a public enemy like this bloody Demon Lord! And Misty Mountain's Goddess is nothing but an ugly woman with a bruised face, simply a white-haired Witch! Such scum that corrupts the martial world and disregards human life should be exterminated by all!!" His words were filled with righteous indignation, especially since many present had grievances against Seven Nights.
"That's right, I destroyed the Tang Clan. I'm glad I did because having such a tumor in the martial world is a disgrace. I regret not killing you along with them; why does the Tang Clan only produce such refined scoundrels?!"
"Everyone, don't listen to his lies! Let's go together and make sure the Seven Night Demon Lord pays the price!!"
"Seven Night Demon Lord, come and meet your end!"
In an instant, they were surrounded on all sides, shouts echoing loudly.
All that could be heard were bodies hitting the ground; within seven steps of Fengyin and Seven Nights, there was no one left standing.
"This is just a paralysis powder; it will wear off in half an hour. Everyone attack! As long as we hold out for half an hour, we can take the head of the Seven Night Demon Lord." Tang Zhen's face was devoid of any smile; people from the Tang Clan were most skilled in using poison, and he never regarded low-level poisons like paralysis powder with any seriousness.
He twirled his fingers, and a wisp of blue smoke slowly rose, causing those who had fallen to the ground to stand up once more.
Seven Nights kept Fengyin behind him, completely forgetting that he was now just an ordinary person.
Suddenly, thick smoke filled the area. Fengyin flew away from Seven Nights, heading towards the foot of Qin Mountain. A white figure dashed past; could it be that the Seven Night Demon Lord had escaped again?
"Chase!" Tang Zhen gritted his teeth and said angrily.
In the chaos, Seven Nights hid in the bushes. Why could he never protect her? He suddenly felt an overwhelming hatred for his own helplessness. Why did she go off on her own without saying a word?
Fengyin ran all the way, and finally, the effects of the medicine wore off. However, those behind her continued to pursue relentlessly. Fortunately, she had already gotten quite far; her older brother Seven Nights should be safe now. The demonic influence had also faded, and she had fulfilled her promise to her master. It was just that Misty Mountain might be removed from the martial world, and her grandfather was still on the mountain. But with the fog swirling around, he should be safe for a while. Although her internal energy was completely depleted and she felt utterly weak, she felt a sense of relief. She had finally done something for her master, who had greatly helped both her and her grandfather. Fengyin quietly leaned against a tree trunk as the pursuers closed in on her. They were already searching this forest; it wouldn't be long before they found her. No! She couldn't fall into their hands. If they used her to coerce Seven Nights out, then everything she had done would have been in vain.
There is always a way out; seeing a small muddy pit nearby, Fengyin rolled into it and submerged herself in the mud.
"Is there anything over here?"
"I checked; there's nothing but a small muddy pit—not even a fish."
"I'll take a look." Tang Zhen walked to the edge of the muddy pit. "You big fool, give me your spear."
Tang Zhen circled the pond and probed around with his spear. "Look somewhere else!" Frustrated, he plunged his spear into the bottom of the pit with a grim expression. "Let's go; continue chasing forward."
After a long time, when no sounds came from the shore anymore, Fengyin emerged from the muddy pit. She was covered in mud, even her eyelashes stuck together, reeking terribly. Her back had been torn open with a large gash, exposing some bone—an injury caused by Tang Zhen's spear throw—now mixed with blood and mud, making her look utterly disheveled.
At this moment, she couldn't return to Misty Mountain. How could she rescue her grandfather? Although he was safe for now, he would worry about them and eventually come looking.
The only option was to risk going back to Misty Mountain; once she entered the mountain, she wouldn't have to worry anymore. Resolving herself, she decided to find her way towards Misty Mountain.
At this time, members of Tang Sect were already stationed at the foot of Misty Mountain. The mountain was shrouded in mist and rain, making it hard to see clearly, while below it was completely surrounded.
"Master Tang, Mu Family Villa is nearby. If we surround the mountain without informing Mu Family, it might anger them."
"What is Mu Family? They are merely businesspeople with a bit more wealth than ordinary martial families."
"But back then, regarding the matters of the Demon Sect..."
"Have you ever seen a member of the Mu Family take action? They are just a name without substance!"
"The reason you haven't seen the Mu Family in action is that those who have witnessed it are all dead, and you will be too," the newcomer said, casually walking towards Tang Zhen with his hands behind his back.
"Who are you?"
"You don't need to know."
What was he doing here?
The man's expression was indifferent, his voice cold, as if discussing life and death was as simple as talking about the weather. In just a few breaths, there were no living souls left in this place.
Fengyin had been hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to ascend the mountain. Seeing him take action now, she felt relieved and decided that once he left, she would go home.
Fengyin couldn't help but stretch her neck to look around. Was he really leaving? She urgently needed to return home to tend to her wounds; her back was burning with pain, and she felt like she might faint. Biting her fingertips to stay awake, she continued to crouch in the dark corner.
The figure waved his sleeve and eventually walked away. As soon as he left, Fengyin hurriedly exited her hiding spot and rushed towards Misty Mountain. She could hardly bear it any longer; she felt like she might pass out. It seemed that even the wind blowing against her back could directly push into her chest through her wound. If she didn't return soon, whether she could still live to see her grandfather one last time was uncertain.
Seeing that man glance in her direction, Fengyin quickly curled up, pulling at her wound on her back and gasping involuntarily. Please don’t notice her; please don’t see her. At this moment, she did not want to see him at all.
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