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Wu Qianlian couldn't help but tremble!
The scene just now had startled everyone, leaving them momentarily speechless. Yang Dou's expression remained calm, as if he were watching something trivial. Su Menghan, on the other hand, secretly admired the man she had her eye on; decisive and ruthless, this kind of brat deserved a beating.
Only Wu Qianlian, who always prided herself on being a righteous person in the martial world, was shocked to see Chen Anlin actually hit a child. She immediately stood up, exclaiming, "But he's just a kid!"
"Senior Sister, that little brat was so shameless! He even tried to flirt with you," Su Menghan frowned, clearly displeased with Wu Qianlian. "I helped you out and he still called my man."
"But that doesn't justify hitting him! What if you killed him?"
Chen Anlin wasn't surprised by Wu Qianlian's reaction; in the novel, she was always like this—so kind-hearted! This trait often led her to suffer significant losses later on. He had no intention of delving deeper into her character. As long as she could recognize Wu Qigang, that was enough.
"My grandson is only ten years old! He's still a child! How can you be so cruel?"
The old woman clutched her grandson, weeping bitterly, completely shedding her previous arrogance. Deep down, she knew she was in the wrong. She understood that her grandson was mischievous; he had always enjoyed causing trouble and teasing others. As he grew older, he developed a habit of spitting and misbehaving, especially around pretty girls, which made him quite unlikable.
But after all, he was still just a child!
"Excuse me, what can a ten-year-old possibly understand? Is it really necessary to be so vicious and beat him like this?"
"Look, saving him is the priority. Let's take the child to check his injuries first. Don't worry; I will take responsibility," Wu Qianlian said compassionately as she walked over.
The old woman shot Wu Qianlian a glare; she wanted to curse at her but thought better of it considering they needed to save the child. She hurriedly ran out, and naturally, Wu Qianlian followed.
Su Menghan initially wanted to pull Wu Qianlian back and stop her from getting involved; after all, if she went along, she might end up in serious trouble. But Chen Anlin stopped her and said, "Let her go. She needs to learn a lesson."
On another note, he had noticed something strange about the old woman and the brat; there was a faint aura of demonic energy surrounding them. This family was definitely problematic!
"Well, I am too kind-hearted, not knowing the dangers of the world," Su Menghan nodded.
Wu Qianlian followed the old woman back to the Zhang family. Upon seeing the child injured like this, the Zhang family quickly summoned the best physician. Wu Qianlian also took out her treasured healing elixir and administered it to the child, ensuring that the child's life was saved.
With the child out of danger, Wu Qianlian sighed in relief as she watched the child's complexion gradually regain its color. However, some members of the Zhang family surrounded her, especially the old woman, who pointed at Wu Qianlian with a fierce expression and shouted, "Your friend did this to my grandson; he must take responsibility!"
"I know, I came here for that reason. I will make him come over later," Wu Qianlian replied, furrowing her brow as she surveyed the crowd.
"Make him come? What if you leave and he doesn't show up?" Zhang Su, the head of the Zhang family, scoffed coldly.
"You can't leave; this matter must be clarified," the old woman said with a fierce glare.
"How can you treat me like this? I didn't hurt anyone; I only came to help save a life."
"That's what you should do! Do you think our Zhang family can be bullied?" The old woman placed her hands on her hips, looking menacing.
"If you insist on this, then I have no choice but to fight back," Wu Qianlian felt a wave of frustration rising within her.
Had she known this family would behave like this, she wouldn't have gotten involved. She only wanted to help the child; was that truly wrong? Suddenly, she recalled Su Menghan's earlier warning about not meddling in other people's affairs. In hindsight, she realized how right it was. Some people truly weren't worth saving.
"You still want to fight? Hmph! Grab her and send her to the basement! I don't believe that if we catch her, that person won't show up!" Zhang Su ordered sharply.
Wu Qianlian naturally resisted; as a disciple of the Flower Sect, her cultivation was not weak, possessing sixth-grade strength. But before her, the old woman threw a handful of black powder at her. Wu Qianlian's legs went weak, and she collapsed to her knees.
Zhang Su sneered and grabbed her by the hair, dragging her toward the basement.
"Don't! I'm a disciple of the Flower Sect! If my master finds out, you won't get away with this!" Wu Qianlian exerted all her strength to protest weakly.
"I certainly know you're a disciple of the Flower Sect, but it won't matter soon. In three days, there will be no Flower Sect left."
Zhang Su's words were like a devil's whisper, sending a shiver down Wu Qianlian's spine.
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Su offered no further explanation, only coldly chuckling, "In three days, you'll find out."
As he spoke, Wu Qianlian was already dragged into the basement. A foul stench assaulted her senses, and she froze in place.
In the dark, damp basement, many emaciated figures were imprisoned. Their eyes were vacant, as if they had lost their minds entirely. Among them were several young women, completely naked, their faces devoid of color and filled with confusion.
"Blood Cultivator, you are a Blood Cultivator from the Taijiao."
Seeing this scene, Wu Qianlian realized Zhang Su's true identity. She had encountered such horrors before when dealing with the Blood Cultivators of Taijiao; those people cultivated by absorbing others' blood, employing extremely cruel methods! The victims would watch helplessly as their blood diminished day by day until they were completely drained of life.
"It's over; everything is over." Wu Qianlian felt despair wash over her. Once captured by a Blood Cultivator, there was almost no chance of escape.
"Grandfather, I fear I won't see you again." Wu Qianlian thought of Chen Anlin, never expecting that just as she was about to reunite with her family, she would encounter such a fate.
"Flower Sect disciple, your cultivation seems impressive; you're practically a senior sister level figure with a fine figure."
Zhang Su's eyes glimmered with a strange light as he said casually, "Us Blood Cultivators have difficulty producing offspring due to our unique cultivation methods. Do you know how precious my son is to me? He almost got kicked to death by your friend; don't you think you all deserve to die for that?"
Wu Qianlian opened her mouth to say something but found herself utterly weak and powerless.
Tear!
In the next moment, her clothing was ripped apart, revealing her pink undergarment.
"Indeed, it's said that every female disciple of the Flower Sect is a beauty beyond compare. Thanks to their cultivation of floral techniques, they carry a unique fragrance; it seems there's truth to that."
"Hissss..."
Zhang Su inhaled sharply, his expression turning intoxicated. "So fragrant."
"Let me go! My fellow disciples from the Flower Sect will come for me; your Zhang family won't get away with this!"
"Hahaha! I've told you already; your Flower Sect can't even protect itself. Even your sect leader is in danger."
Zhang Su sneered and pinched Wu Qianlian's chin. In the next moment, an unknown pill was forced into her mouth.
"What... what did you make me swallow?"
"Poisonous Dan, from now on your cultivation will be suppressed. Every day, you will feel your strength decline until you become a useless person!"
Wu Qianlian's heart sank to the bottom. "Bastard!"
"Go ahead and curse. It won't cost me a piece of flesh. By the way, don't worry, I won't kill you. I've heard that female disciples who cultivate the Flower Technique have very special physiques. Perhaps you can help me with a big favor. What do you think?" Zhang Su laughed.
"You wish!"
"You have no say in this!"
With that, Zhang Su roughly grabbed her long hair and pushed her against the wall.
"Ah, quite a lively scene!"
Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out.
"Hmm?" Zhang Su turned his head and saw a young man smiling at him. Although he was smiling, his indifferent gaze felt as if he were looking at a corpse.
Upon seeing Chen Anlin, Wu Qianlian couldn't help but tremble all over.
Saved!!
For some reason, after seeing Chen Anlin, she felt an overwhelming sense of security.
"Young Master Chen, please save me," Wu Qianlian said weakly.
"I didn't intend to save you, but since Su Menghan said you're her senior sister, I reluctantly came," Chen Anlin replied.
"Hahaha! A mere seventh-grade kid dares to speak so arrogantly!" Zhang Su laughed wildly.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, a fourth-grade initial stage aura erupted from him as he glared at Chen Anlin. "Are you afraid?"
As he spoke, Zhang Su felt somewhat puzzled.
In this place, there were two loyal elders guarding it, and there were many hidden sentinels around his home.
How did this guy dare to come in so openly? Where were those guards?
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