Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The first to rush back after escaping was Fang Yujue, clearly unable to maintain his composure. He grumbled, "If my Divination Ruler hadn't been taken by that useless thing, I wouldn't be afraid of his Drought Corpse at all."
Wu Yunhe shot him a glance, the meaning in his eyes making Fang Yujue uncomfortable. However, he knew he was in the wrong and chose not to respond.
Only Wei Ning, Fang Yujue, and Wu Yunhe remained on stage.
Fang Yujue paused before speaking again, "Wei Family scion, your master has already fled and even 'stolen' our Hell's Key. What are you going to do about it?"
Wei Ning replied coldly, "Is this how your Fang Family operates? If you can't defeat the old one, you come to bully me?"
Fang Yujue snorted, "If I had my Divination Ruler in hand, not just a mere Drought Corpse, even the Nine Divine Buddhas would be sent into the Ninth Underworld by me."
"Oh? Then why didn't you act earlier? I seem to remember you being the first to run away," Wei Ning mocked.
"Hmph. Didn't I just—"
Wu Yunhe interrupted Fang Yujue impatiently, "Enough. Wei Family child, your master has long been expelled from Zhu You Men. Today he caused a ruckus at our Corpse Driving Conference. As his disciple, you are siding with a thief. Regardless of whether you are of Wei Family blood or not, you have violated our Zhu You Men rules. We will expel your Wei Family from Zhu You. Are you convinced?"
Wei Ning coldly retorted, "To add a crime is no trouble at all. Your Wu Family has always coveted my Wei Family's position as sect leader; you're just looking for an excuse."
Wu Yunhe sneered as Wei Ning exposed his thoughts, "Today, all the heroes of Zhu You have gathered here. Why don't you ask them if anyone can tolerate you?"
Most of the disciples in the audience were from the Wu, Fang, or Bai Families or their affiliates. They shouted in unison, "Expel him! Expel him!"
Wu Yunhe nodded and said, "You see this is the voice of the crowd."
Wei Ning snorted, "They are just a group of people who don't understand the truth. My Wei Family has upheld our principles and established the Zhu You sect. For thousands of years, we have been the leaders of the Zhu You School. Over these millennia, have we ever wronged you?" His gaze was sharp as he scanned the crowd, causing some elderly individuals to lower their heads in shame.
At that moment, someone suddenly rushed forward and shouted, "He is not a disciple of the Wei Family; I can prove it."
Wei Ning focused his eyes and recognized the person as Wu Fei, who had encountered Fang Zhi and the Fighting Corpse in the woods last time.
Wu Fei ran up, panting heavily, and pointed at Wei Ning. "The only bloodline disciple of the Wei Family, Wei Ning, was killed three years ago at Dragon Tiger Mountain by Ning the Old Thief. Who are you to claim to be a disciple of the Wei Family? Are you a spy from Dragon Tiger Mountain?"
As soon as Wu Fei spoke, there was an uproar among the crowd.
Wei Ning replied, "Indeed, that did happen. However..."
Before Wei Ning could finish, Wu Fei had already attacked. Wei Ning dodged without countering and said, "But I have come back to life..."
His words drew laughter from the crowd.
"Come on, once a person is dead, they can't come back to life. Can't you lie with a bit more skill?"
Wei Ning urgently said, "There is a story behind this; please let me explain."
"You are clearly a spy from Dragon Tiger Mountain. You came here to disrupt our Zhu You Corpse Driving Conference along with that Dog Thief Wang Chuyi. What else do you have to say?" Wu Fei continued to attack relentlessly while Wei Ning dodged and pleaded, "There is a misunderstanding; please let me explain."
"What explanation? It's just a cover-up." Wu Fei showed no signs of giving Wei Ning any chance to explain and kept attacking. "Fang Zhi and I have uncovered your identity. You conspired with those bitches from Phoenix Mountain to try to kill me and Fang Zhi in the woods yesterday. Fortunately, I ran fast; otherwise..."
"Wait..." Fang Yu Jue interrupted Wu Fei's words and asked, "What did you just say?"
"I’m lucky I ran fast; otherwise, today..."
"Not that part."
"I... he tried to kill me and Fang Zhi."
Fang Yu Jue rushed forward, grabbing Wu Fei by the neck, his voice hoarse. "You... Zhi..."
Wu Fei's eyes were filled with grief and indignation as he nodded. "Fang Zhi was killed by this Dog Thief... Uncle Fang, you must avenge Fang Zhi..." With that, he squeezed out a few fake tears.
"Zhi..." Upon hearing the bad news, Fang Yu Jue nearly lost his balance and fell onto the stage. Losing a child before one’s own death was something no one could accept. Tears streamed down his face as he cried out in despair, "Zhi..."
With that, he was about to strike down Wei Ning.
"Listen to my explanation." Wei Ning, having been wronged by Wu Fei's accusations, was thrown into chaos and quickly said, "Here's what happened..."
"Dog Thief, what more is there to explain?" Fang Yu Jue shouted angrily, his palms crashing down like a mountain towards Wei Ning. Wei Ning's figure flickered; almost no one could see his speed as he escaped from Fang Yu Jue's grasp.
Wu Fei relentlessly continued, "This Dog Thief not only killed Fang Zhi but also stole the Divination Ruler of the Fang Family."
"Don't slander me!" Wei Ning retorted angrily.
"Isn't it true?" Wu Fei replied smoothly. "With that pretty face of yours, you seduced the Phoenix Maiden from Crane Phoenix Mountain and secretly brought their Gu Corpse down the mountain. Brother Fang is such a heroic figure; if it weren't for your secret plot with the Phoenix Maiden, how could he have been killed?"
"You..." Wei Ning shouted furiously. "Slanderous words..." In a moment of rage, he struck out at Wu Fei.
Wu Yunhe stepped forward, blocking Wei Ning, and said coldly, "What, do you want to kill to silence me?"
At this moment, the crowd below was also stirred up, especially the disciples of the Fang Family, who were burning with rage and looked ready to tear Wei Ning apart without any need for further provocation.
Suddenly, the Red Pearl in Wei Ning's arms began to spin rapidly, rising into the air. The red light it emitted changed the atmosphere, casting dark clouds and a gloomy mist over the ground.
A sound began to emerge, first faintly, then growing louder, like the thunderous sound of countless hooves approaching. Everyone almost forgot their anger and stood still, listening intently to the sound of the galloping horses.
It felt as if the entire mountain was trembling, the earth shaking beneath them.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The war drums sounded, each beat resonating within every person present.
"Look!" a disciple suddenly shouted loudly.
On a distant mountain, countless cavalry appeared, their expressions grim and fierce. The horses neighed wildly as banners fluttered in abundance. The formation was orderly yet filled with a murderous intent. Behind them were shadows upon shadows; it was impossible to tell how many people there were, surrounding the entire Mass Grave.
"Borrowing Yin Soldiers!" an astute Zhu You Practitioner exclaimed.
Wei Ning glanced at the startled disciples, adjusted his clothing, and calmly said, "Now, can everyone listen to my explanation?"
Comment 0 Comment Count