Li Muzhan’s hand began to wander illicitly, slowly slipping beneath her clothes, tracing paths over the delicate, jade-like contours of her body. As his large hand explored, Yi Xiaoru grew weaker and weaker, collapsing bonelessly into his embrace as if her bones had been removed, allowing him free rein.
Li Muzhan gazed at her exquisite, flower-like face and leaned in for a gentle kiss. The surging impulse in his heart grew fierce.
He pressed her down onto the couch, and the bed curtains swept open, cloaking the scene within. A moment later, the couch began to sway faintly, accompanied by sounds of soft moans, barely audible at first, but slowly growing stronger.
These plaintive, almost weeping sounds caused the two women outside the window to grow weak-kneed, and they bolted away in haste. There was a custom here of eavesdropping on the bridal chamber, but Gao Jingxuan had strictly forbidden anyone from disturbing the newlyweds, threatening severe consequences for any who dared.
Gao Jingxuan’s deterrent power remained formidable. Once she spoke, no one dared to cause trouble, lest they incur a beating to establish her authority—a feat she had performed more than once.
Moreover, the Hidden Sect was not what it used to be. With the emergence of a peak swordsman whose skill was unmatched, Gao Jingxuan’s words carried far greater weight; no one dared to court her displeasure.
After running a distance with flushed faces, Cheng Lian and Zhu Chuyun dared not look at each other, feeling a flush of awkwardness. They were still virgins, and though they had some understanding of the intimacy between men and women, they knew little of the reality.
They did not know the true savor of such coupling, yet listening to Yi Xiaoru’s lamenting moans, they seemed to feel a tingling numbness and strange itch radiating from their very bones, as if they were experiencing it themselves, causing goosebumps to rise all over their bodies. Their limbs felt weak.
“Hoo…” Zhu Chuyun let out a long breath. She huffed, “Senior Sister, he truly is no good!” Cheng Lian, blushing, turned to survey their surroundings, shaking off the awkwardness and embarrassment in her heart.
She suddenly raised an eyebrow: “Junior Sister Zhu, look!” Zhu Chuyun turned and saw a dark silhouette stealthily creeping toward the bridal chamber. Their expressions shifted slightly.
After exchanging a look, they crept closer to the new room. Even from a distance, they could hear Yi Xiaoru’s soul-piercing moans.
Their faces burned red, but they dared not be careless, slowly approaching the bridal chamber, hoping to locate the dark figure, which had vanished in the brief interval. “Who!” Li Muzhan’s voice suddenly rang out, and the moaning stopped abruptly.
“Bang!” A sharp crack echoed. A dark figure leaped up from beneath the window, smashed straight through the glass, and darted back out immediately.
“Bang!” The dark figure landed heavily. Li Muzhan strode out of the room, clad in a moon-white robe, standing barefoot before the silhouette.
The two women rushed over as well. “Brother-in-law, are you alright?” the two asked quickly.
They glanced inside; the window was shattered, offering a view of the bed within, thankfully still obscured by the low-hanging curtains. ———— Li Muzhan shook his head, looking calmly at the figure at his feet.
He said lightly, “Senior Sister, I don’t know who this person is. I might not have controlled my strength, I fear…” “Hm—?” Cheng Lian started in surprise.
She quickly asked, “Is he already…?” Li Muzhan shook his head: “Not dead, precisely… Please summon Master.” Cheng Lian frowned at him. Li Muzhan said gently, “This matter could be minor or major; it’s best to invite Master and everyone else to witness it!” Cheng Lian frowned and asked, “Brother-in-law knows who he is?” Li Muzhan shook his head: “I did not see his true face, only have a vague suspicion.
Hurry and invite everyone!” “Good!” Cheng Lian slowly nodded, turning to Zhu Chuyun. Zhu Chuyun was intensely curious and wanted to pull off the man’s black mask but held back.
Seeing Cheng Lian look at her, she nodded immediately: “Alright, I’ll go tell Master!” With that, she floated away like a gust of wind. Soon, a crowd of about a hundred people hurried to the scene.
Tang Tianyu and Gao Jingxuan arrived side-by-side, followed by the various Sect leaders. Gao Jingxuan was radiant, her eyes sparkling, her steps light as if she were a dozen years younger.
Approaching Li Muzhan, she frowned: “What happened, Dao’er?” Li Muzhan replied, “Master, this person attempted an assassination. I was angry and might have used a bit too much force.” Gao Jingxuan glanced around, noticing the shattered window, the bed visible inside, and the desk smashed to pieces on the floor.
“Where is Xiaoru?” Gao Jingxuan asked anxiously. Li Muzhan shook his head: “She was quite startled and is inside.” “Is she unhurt?” Gao Jingxuan inquired.
Li Muzhan shook his head, smiling faintly: “If he had been a bit more patient, we might have actually fallen for it!… Fortunately, he was too eager!” Some in the crowd realized the implication and smiled faintly. Indeed, when people are involved in intimacy, they are completely unguarded, making it the perfect moment for an assassination.
“Hmph, this person deserves to die!” Gao Jingxuan snorted coldly, turning to examine the black-clad figure on the ground: “With this disguise, he clearly harbored ill intentions. Why did you hold back?
You should have just killed him!” Li Muzhan shook his head: “Anyone who can enter our Hidden Sect is likely not an outsider. I feared…” He sighed with a troubled air, “Even if he intended to kill me, he is still a disciple of the Sect.
I had to show some restraint, after all!” “You child… you are just too kind!” Gao Jingxuan shook her head dismissively. “That nature will cause you trouble.
We don't tolerate sentimentality in our Sect!” Li Muzhan turned to Tang Tianyu: “Sect Master Tang, if I had truly killed him, would I have been at fault?” Tang Tianyu smiled and shook his head: “Since he was attempting to assassinate you, you committed no crime by killing him. However, as he is a fellow disciple, it is better not to kill if possible.
You acted very well!” Li Muzhan nodded: “Sect Master Tang, actually, I have a faint idea who he might be.” “Oh—?” Tang Tianyu smiled: “Who is it? How did you guess?” Li Muzhan said, “When we clashed, the sensation felt familiar, so I held back.
Otherwise, that palm strike would have ended his life instantly!” “Who is it?” Tang Tianyu asked. Li Muzhan pondered for a moment, then shook his head: “Perhaps we should remove the mask first!” ———— Everyone grew curious.
Li Muzhan appeared troubled by many considerations, and Zhu Chuyun, who had been fidgeting like a cat, was intensely curious. Upon hearing this, she immediately rushed forward and yanked off the black cloth.
“Eh? Zhao Jiang!” The crowd exclaimed.
The moonlight was like water, and with their profound cultivation, their eyesight was sharp. Lying on the ground was clearly Yin Zhaojiang.
“How could it be him?!” Someone whispered softly, looking toward Tang Tianyu. Tang Tianyu’s face turned ashen as he coldly stared at the unconscious Yin Zhaojiang on the ground.
The air around them solidified instantly. People felt it difficult to breathe and dared not speak loudly or even gasp loudly.
They only stared at Tang Tianyu. Gao Jingxuan frowned: “It’s Zhaojiang?… How could it be this child?” Li Muzhan sighed and shook his head: “It is indeed him!” He walked forward.
Xiao Hu quickly stepped forward, seemingly intending to block Li Muzhan. Li Muzhan acted as if he didn’t see him, leaned in, sniffed lightly, and shook his head: “Brother Yin seems to have had quite a lot to drink; perhaps he is just drunk!” When he said this, the crowd secretly admired him.
These words clearly offered Tang Tianyu a way out. Who would believe he was drunk?
Every one of them possessed supreme cultivation; how could Yin Zhaojiang, with his level of skill, be drunk if he deliberately channeled his energy to force out the alcohol?! Furthermore, if he were truly drunk and wanted to cause trouble, he could have just come over and made a scene; why would he go back to change into night clothes and sneak around?!
Tang Tianyu took a deep breath and shook his head: “Young Brother He, you don’t need to cover my shame. This brat let lust cloud his judgment and committed such an act!” Gao Jingxuan sighed: “Senior Brother Tang, young people are all like this; they can’t get past the hurdle of desire.
Just let it go!” Tang Tianyu gave a wry smile: “Junior Sister Gao, I have no face to see you!… I had intended to come join the merriment, but I never expected such a scene to unfold!” Gao Jingxuan said, “Zhaojiang is a good child, just too sheltered, unable to handle setbacks. He will be fine after this… Dao’er, his injuries aren’t too serious, are they?” Li Muzhan showed a troubled expression, shaking his head: “I perceived his despicable action at that moment—attempting assassination during this time—so my killing intent was too strong.
Although I pulled back my hand, still…” Gao Jingxuan took two steps closer, knelt down, and felt Yin Zhaojiang’s pulse. Her frown deepened.
Suddenly, she turned and called out, “Senior Brother Meng!” An old man resembling a longevity deity emerged from the crowd. His beard and eyebrows were entirely white; he was short with a round face, unlined like an infant’s, truly embodying the term 'immortal-like figure with the countenance of youth.' ———— He walked over slowly, knelt down beside Gao Jingxuan, and then checked Yin Zhaojiang’s pulse.
He shook his head: “The injuries are too severe. Even if he survives, he will never be able to cultivate again!” “Senior Brother Meng, you have no way either?” Gao Jingxuan asked with a frown.
Senior Brother Meng gave a wry smile: “Jingxuan, I am not an immortal. While elixirs are wondrous, they are not panaceas.
Not everyone can be saved!” “Good, good, then hurry and think of a way!” Gao Jingxuan urged him quickly. Li Muzhan knew this must be Meng Tianye, the Sovereign of the Medicine Sect, a formidable figure whose medical skills were divine and whose martial arts were also top-tier, granting him immense prestige among the Nine Sects.
Meng Tianye took out a small, snow-white porcelain vial from his robe, poured out two red pills, paused to think, then poured out two more. He pressed all four into Yin Zhaojiang’s mouth.
He carefully tucked the vial away, then stood up and addressed Tang Tianyu: “Senior Brother Tang, your beloved disciple’s life is saved, but as for his martial arts… that is out of the question!” “He can’t be saved?” Tang Tianyu asked, his face ashen. Meng Tianye shook his head: “His meridians are all severed.
My Tendon-Mending and Marrow-Restoring Pills can reattach them, but they cannot heal completely. His meridians will become extremely fragile; attempting to circulate energy will cause them to rupture—it would be suicide!” “Alas… this child!” Tang Tianyu let out a long sigh, helpless: “Forget it.
Life and death are predestined. This is simply his fate.
If he can’t practice martial arts, then he can’t practice martial arts!” Xiao Hu glared intently at Li Muzhan, looking as if he wanted to attack. Li Muzhan displayed an apologetic expression, glancing at Yin Zhaojiang, then at Tang Tianyu: “Sect Master Tang, I truly did not know it was Brother Yin, or I would not have struck with such force!… At that moment, I was in the midst of… When he arrived, I was utterly enraged, wishing to tear him limb from limb.
By the time I sensed familiarity and tried to hold back, it was already too late!” “Enough!” Tang Tianyu waved his hand, resigned: “You are not to blame for this. If it were me, being assassinated on my wedding night, I would also want to kill.
Heaven’s wrongdoing can sometimes be forgiven, but self-inflicted disaster is inescapable. This brat has only himself to blame!” Li Muzhan clasped his hands in apology: “Regardless, I feel deeply uneasy.
If you need anyone to run errands, Sect Master Tang, please do not hesitate to ask!” Tang Tianyu offered a slight smile and nodded: “Good, I won’t be polite. Go back and rest first.
A moment of true intimacy is worth a thousand pieces of gold!” Li Muzhan smiled ruefully: “How could I be in the mood for that? Brother Yin, I truly…” He shook his head repeatedly as he spoke, his face filled with apology and regret for having used such heavy hands.
Everyone present could see his remorse and understood his state of mind, except for Cheng Lian, who narrowed her eyes, studying Li Muzhan closely. Zhu Chuyun tightly pursed her red lips, her expression growing serious.
She also understood that Brother-in-law had just crippled Yin Zhaojiang, the foremost disciple of the Myriad Saints Sect! ———— By crippling Yin Zhaojiang, what would Tang Tianyu think?
How could he not be angry? No matter how wrong the act, Yin Zhaojiang was still a disciple he had followed for over a decade.
To have him ruined by one strike—what master would accept that? Alas… she would likely face numerous hidden arrows and petty obstructions in the days to come!
She shook her head internally, feeling helpless. She had initially believed that with the appearance of such a top-tier swordsman, the Hidden Sect could enjoy a period of peace, with outsiders deterred from causing trouble.
Who knew that this brother-in-law, who seemed honest, would be so ruthless, crippling the Sect’s leading disciple in one move! Standing aside, her thoughts drifted.
The more she considered it, the more helpless she felt. True life was unpredictable; things often turned out contrary to expectation, and one never knew what might happen next!
“Junior Sister Zhu, what are you thinking about?” Cheng Lian’s voice suddenly broke her reverie. Zhu Chuyun turned to look, finding no one nearby.
“Huh? Where did everyone go?” Zhu Chuyun asked.
Cheng Lian replied, “They dispersed. With this incident, everyone lost their mood for celebration and left early.
You were the only one daydreaming!” Zhu Chuyun glanced around: “Where is Brother-in-law?” “Master called him over!” Cheng Lian pointed towards the main building not far away, where the lights were bright, and the air still carried the lingering fragrance of food and wine. Zhu Chuyun sighed with a wry smile: “Now this is troublesome.
Yin Zhaojiang was too incompetent. I saw clearly—Brother-in-law only struck once, just one palm strike!” Cheng Lian smiled: “The matter is done; saying more is useless!” “Alas… how are we going to live our lives from now on!” Zhu Chuyun looked up at the sky, shaking her head.
Cheng Lian said, “Don’t worry. With Brother-in-law here, nothing is insurmountable!” “It’s precisely because he is here that constant trouble arises!” Zhu Chuyun retorted irritably.
“Didn’t he cause this disaster?!” “Yes, he caused it…” Cheng Lian nodded softly. Seeing her demeanor, Zhu Chuyun quickly said, “But Senior Sister, I don’t think we can entirely blame him.
Who told that brat Yin Zhaojiang to be so despicable as to attempt an assassination during someone’s wedding night!” Cheng Lian nodded, appearing thoughtful, and remained silent. Seeing her expression, Zhu Chuyun smiled: “Senior Sister, are you thinking of something again?” Cheng Lian glanced around left and right and whispered, “Junior Sister Zhu, do you think Brother-in-law did it on purpose?” “Purposefully what?” Zhu Chuyun asked, puzzled.
Cheng Lian knitted her delicate brows and shook her head: “My guess is that Brother-in-law recognized Senior Brother Yin when he struck, deliberately let the mistake stand, and used the opportunity to cripple him with one palm!” “No way…” Zhu Chuyun started in shock. Cheng Lian frowned deeply and shook her head: “In my view, Brother-in-law did this intentionally!”