Nangong Yue watched the husband and wife’s scene of parting from life and death, and although she was quite moved, saving people was more important at the moment. Her expression turned cold as she swept her gaze towards Zhan Yun and spoke in a chilling tone.
“Your wife isn’t dead yet, why are you wailing? Quickly move aside, she can still be saved!”
Upon hearing Nangong Yue’s words, Zhan Yun snapped back to reality. He released his grip and cooperated with Nangong Yue to pull the sword from Lin Caixue. After applying the medicine, he instructed a designated person to take Lin Caixue to the side.
Meanwhile, their group prepared to break the formation. Since Zhan Yun had risked his life to test the arrows earlier, and Lin Caixue had bravely stepped forward, he now had a method to break the formation. With a raise of his hand, he looked towards the Emperor.
“Let me try again.”
Feng Xie glanced at him. Seeing the certainty and determination in his eyes, he immediately nodded, “Alright, approved.”
Zhan Yun flicked his robe in the wind, spun into the air, and descended, his toes tapping the ground. Arrows rained down, yet not a single one landed on him. He suddenly raised his hands and struck at the spot where Caixue had been hit by an arrow.
If his guess was correct, that was the formation’s gate. Once the gate was broken, the rest would be fine, and the arrows would stop coming out.
With a single strike from Zhan Yun, his overwhelming force surged like rolling waves, crashing down upon the formation’s gate. The gate collapsed in response, and indeed, no more arrows emerged.
The formation was broken, and the two forces joined. The two thousand troops of the Demonic Palace were routed with irresistible force. In an instant, everyone had bloodied the mountaintop, blood permeating the entire mountain range. The night was eerie and terrifying; the Demonic Palace was no more.
As they descended the mountain, the other three peaks clearly posed no major issues. With the people of Wudang present, who were highly skilled in formations, these arrays were not a problem for them. By the time they reached the foot of the mountain, dawn was breaking.
The Demonic Palace was annihilated overnight.
Feng Xie led Nangong Yue and his subordinates back to Feng Residence, while everyone else returned to their respective places.
Liu Liu remained unaware of the overnight massacre of the Demonic Palace. As dawn broke, she heard incessant chatter from beneath the eaves, with mentions of the Demonic Palace interspersed. Liu Liu’s mind raced, and she was fully awake. She called out, “Hong Xiu.”
Hong Xiu entered. Seeing her mistress awake, she stepped forward to attend to her. Liu Liu, while dressing, asked Hong Xiu, “I just heard people outside talking about the Demonic Palace. What’s going on?”
“Oh, they say all ten thousand people from the Demonic Palace were wiped out overnight. Everyone is happily discussing it. Not just us, but the entire Fengyue City is celebrating with firecrackers, because the Demonic Palace was always so wicked and people hated them.”
After Hong Xiu finished speaking, Liu Liu’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, a sense of unease creeping into her heart. The Demonic Palace wiped out overnight… this matter likely had something to do with Feng Xie.
After all, it was tens of thousands of people. Who else could have the capability to annihilate so many people? It could only be the Emperor deploying Fengyue City’s guards to raid and destroy the Demonic Palace. What about Hua Wuyou? Was he alright?
The moment Liu Liu thought of this, she asked Hong Xiu.
“Where is Hua Wuyou? Has the rumored Palace Master of the Demonic Palace met with misfortune?”
Hong Xiu knew her mistress got along well with Hua Wuyou, but this wasn’t done by the Seven Star Tower. Who knew who destroyed the Demonic Palace, but she hadn’t heard of any recent actions from Hua Wuyou.
Seeing her mistress looking at her anxiously, Hong Xiu shook her head. “I haven’t heard any news about Palace Master Hua. Someone said he wasn’t on the mountain, so perhaps he’s fine.”
Liu Liu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that Hua Wuyou wasn’t on the mountain, but she immediately realized trouble was brewing. If Hua Wuyou was unharmed, his Demonic Palace destroyed, and ten thousand people killed, he would surely be furious and would not let Feng Xie off.
Even a cornered dog would jump over a wall. Who knew what he might do?
Hong Xiu attended to her mistress as she got up. Seeing her gloomy expression, she thought something had happened and asked curiously, “Mistress, what’s wrong?”
“Trouble is here, but it’s not my trouble, it’s someone else’s, probably,”
Liu Liu nodded and shook her head, but thinking that the root of this matter probably lay with herself, because Hua Wuyou had drugged her, and Feng Xie, in his anger, had annihilated the Demonic Palace. Therefore, she bore an undeniable responsibility. What should she do now?
Hua Wuyou was hiding in the dark, while they were in the open. Open guns were easily avoided, but hidden arrows were hard to defend against.
“Ah?”
Hong Xiu didn’t quite understand her mistress’s meaning and looked bewildered. Just then, Mu Xing woke up, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Liu Liu, smiling sweetly, “Mother, you’re awake. Are we going back to Xiaoyao Island?”
Having been out for so long, he missed home. Mu Xing blinked his curly eyelashes, his small face looking thoughtful.
Liu Liu knew he missed home. He had grown up on Xiaoyao Island, where many people doted on him, so it was natural for him to miss it. Liu Liu reached out and brushed her son’s head.
“Mu Xing, Mother still has a few things to attend to. After I’ve dealt with them, we’ll go back to Xiaoyao Island, okay?”
“Mm, okay. Mu Xing listens to Mother.”
Mu Xing nodded vigorously. As long as he was with his mother, he was happy anywhere. When he smiled, his eyes curved into crescent moons, and two dimples appeared on his cheeks, making him incredibly adorable.
“Hong Xiu, please attend to Mu Xing.”
Liu Liu gestured to Hong Xiu beside her. She stood up and walked towards the door, then turned back to instruct her son, “Later, ask Aunt Cui to prepare breakfast for you. Mother has something to do.”
“Alright, Mother, you go ahead.”
Mu Xing obediently nodded and waved his little hands energetically. Liu Liu smiled as she walked out, her dark eyebrows also raised.
She was listening to the younger maids beneath the eaves discussing the annihilation of the Demonic Palace. Her expression was equally grim. Thinking of Hua Wuyou’s ruthlessness, she felt that something was bound to happen, and she was deeply worried. Upon seeing her mistress walk out, she quickly approached and spoke softly.
“楼主 (Louzhu -楼主 means楼主), something happened to the Demonic Palace!”
“Mm, I know,” Liu Liu nodded. She glanced at Dai Mei and said coldly, “Accompany me to the guest courtyard. It’s likely that person destroyed the Demonic Palace. If that’s the case, Hua Wuyou will definitely retaliate. The disaster has probably arrived.”
Dai Mei’s charming face showed even greater concern than Liu Liu. Thinking of Hua Wuyou on Xiaoyao Island, who always made people laugh,
And who angered her, she feared he would disappear, replaced by the demonic Hua Wuyou.
Hua Wuyou practiced a sinister martial art that specifically absorbed the essence of virgins. It was said to increase internal energy and possess great power, and he was usually known for his insidious and vicious nature.
Although he had always treated them well and had never shown his demonic side, the Emperor’s destruction of the Demonic Palace was something he would never ignore. She feared the next move would be even more sinister.
“Alright.”
The two walked towards the guest courtyard, one after the other. Along the way, they saw many spirited servants, everyone beaming with joy as if something momentous had happened, discussing it animatedly. They looked up and saw Liu Liu and the others.
They respectfully called out, and Liu Liu nodded, raising her eyebrows, not understanding why these servants were so happy. Even if the Demonic Palace was bad, it hadn’t offended them.
In front of the guest courtyard, servants stood guard. Upon seeing Liu Liu and Dai Mei, they greeted them and let them pass. Following the stone slab path, they walked inwards. Down the numerous stone steps stood several tall figures.
Liu Liu walked over. Ri Ying and Yue Ying were a bit stunned. They already knew that Qi Ye, who was before them, was actually the Empress.
Although everyone knew this, at this moment, he was merely Qi Ye in the eyes of the world. They truly didn’t know what to call him. Liu Liu ignored the two men staring at her and spoke coldly.
“Where is your master?”
“Master just went to sleep,” Ri Ying replied respectfully.
Master had a tiring night and had just returned to lie down. However, before Ri Ying could finish speaking,
Feng Xie’s voice rang out from the bedroom: “Come in.”
It seemed somewhat impatient. Liu Liu didn’t wait for Ri Ying’s invitation and stepped onto the stone steps. Dai Mei tried to follow, but Ri Ying extended his hand to block her path, saying with a sheepish smile.
“Manager Dai, our master has undressed. Manager Dai should wait outside.”