28: Chapter 28 My Fairy Wife Takes on Two!

The night deepened.

Inside the assembly hall of the Jiang Family ancestral home.

All the disciples of the Jiang Family were in position. Wearing soft armor and holding sharp blades, they stood quietly in their respective places, motionless.

There was no fear on their faces; the suppression of the past ten days had filled them with Battle Intent, waiting only for the signal to start the battle.

Jiang Feng stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Feng's gaze passed over the crowd and looked toward the darkness behind the assembly hall.

The figure of Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan had vanished in that direction.

Jiang Feng's knuckles tapped unconsciously against his palm. He did not know what Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan intended to do, but the resolute look in the old man's eyes before he left made him feel that something was amiss.

Was he going to prepare some contingency plan? Or...

"Second Brother."

Clan Head Jiang Nan walked to his side, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of worry on his face, "Fourth Ancestor, he..."

"Eldest Brother, no need to overthink it." Jiang Feng withdrew his gaze, his tone calm. "Fourth Ancestor has his own arrangements. We just need to do our part."

Clan Head Jiang Nan looked at his younger brother's steady profile, and the unease in his heart lessened. He nodded firmly.

The hour of the Rat had arrived.

Just as the third strike of the night watchman's clapper sounded from afar in the city—

"Boom!"

A massive explosion erupted from the direction of the Jiang Family gate.

The entire Jiang Family manor shook, and roof tiles and dust fell from the rafters.

In the assembly hall, all the Jiang Family disciples jolted, but no one panicked. They immediately gripped their weapons, and their Battle Intent surged instantly.

It has come!

A cold arc appeared at the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.

...

At the entrance of the Jiang Family, the vermilion-lacquered gate and door frame were shattered by a massive force, with wood splinters flying everywhere.

Amidst the dust, two figures hovered in mid-air, their spiritual power fluctuating, exuding the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

It was none other than the Wang Family head, Ancestor Wang Gang, and the Li Family head, Clan Head Li Ziwen.

Behind them, a large crowd surged forward, all carrying Killing Intent, blocking the Jiang Family gate completely.

"Tonight, not a single person in the Jiang Family shall remain!"

Ancestor Wang Gang hovered in mid-air, holding a ghost-head saber. His voice, infused with spiritual power, echoed throughout the entire Jiang Family residence, his tone extremely cruel.

"Kill!"

The disciples of the Wang and Li families behind him shouted in unison, raising their blades and swords, ready to charge inside.

But just then, a lazy voice drifted from the courtyard. It wasn't loud, but it drowned out all the shouts of killing.

"Have you written your last words?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Feng walked out from the shadows of the assembly hall, followed by Clan Head Jiang Nan, Young Master Jiang Chen, and dozens of core Jiang Family disciples.

Jiang Feng looked up at Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen in mid-air, a smile on his face.

"If you haven't written them yet, I'll give you the time of one incense stick. After all, there is no pen or ink on the road to the Yellow Springs."

These words caused the momentum of the Wang and Li families' charge to pause.

Everyone looked at the gray-haired old man, their eyes filled with confusion.

Has this old guy gone mad?

"Jiang Feng! You are courting death!"

Clan Head Li Ziwen held a jade-boned folding fan, his eyes gloomy. "You dare to have a sharp tongue when death is at your doorstep!"

Ancestor Wang Gang was more direct; he raised his ghost-head saber and pointed it at Jiang Feng: "Enough talk! I'll slaughter you, this reckless old thing, first!"

But just as he finished speaking, a Foundation Establishment pressure, even stronger than that of him and Clan Head Li Ziwen, suddenly rose from the back courtyard of the Jiang Family.

That pressure carried a bone-chilling coldness, causing the temperature of the entire summer night to drop.

Tiny ice crystals appeared in the air, shimmering with cold light under the moonlight.

A cyan light flew into the sky and appeared above the Jiang Family.

It was a slender figure wearing a bronze mask. She hovered quietly in the night sky, her long, silver-white hair fluttering in the wind, and a pair of cold eyes watched everything below.

"A... a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!"

"It's that Fairy from the Qingyun Sect!"

Screams erupted from the crowd of the Wang and Li families. Everyone was stunned by this development and stopped in their tracks, their faces full of shock and disbelief.

The expressions of Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen instantly turned ugly.

Although they knew this Fairy had moved into the Jiang Family, they hadn't expected that she would truly stand up for the Jiang Family.

"Fairy!" Ancestor Wang Gang suppressed the panic in his heart, cupped his hands toward the sky, and shouted loudly, "This is a private matter between our Wang and Li families and the Jiang Family. It has nothing to do with you, Fairy, and nothing to do with the Qingyun Sect! We ask that you do not interfere!"

Clan Head Li Ziwen also hurriedly chimed in: "If you, Fairy, can stand by and watch, our two families will surely reward you handsomely!"

They wanted Lin Yueyao to stop meddling. As long as this Foundation Establishment Cultivator did not make a move, they could trample the Jiang Family.

But Lin Yueyao completely ignored them.

She merely turned her head to look at Jiang Feng below, her cold eyes softening when they landed on him, as if she were asking a question.

Jiang Feng smiled slightly at her, lifted his chin, and silently mouthed two words.

"Play around."

Receiving the signal, Lin Yueyao no longer hesitated.

"Hum."

The spiritual power on her body suddenly strengthened, and ice-blue True Essence spread out. Streams of cold Qi surrounded her, forming a long sword of ice crystals that hovered before her.

That sharp Sword Intent locked onto both Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen.

Her attitude was clear.

Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen's hearts sank.

"Good! Good! Good!" Ancestor Wang Gang laughed out of extreme anger, the muscles on his face twisting in a grimace. "Toasting you with fine wine and you prefer the forfeit! You refuse to drink!"

He stared fixedly at Lin Yueyao, his eyes becoming wild.

"Do you really think that just because you have just entered the Foundation Establishment stage, you can act lawlessly?!"

"Brother Li! Let's attack together! Let's capture this woman who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth first!"

Matters had reached this point; there was no way back.

"Then don't blame us for not knowing how to cherish a flower!" A ruthless look also flashed in Clan Head Li Ziwen's eyes. The folding fan in his hand "swished" open, with cyan light flowing across its surface.

Both of them were Cultivators who had been in the Foundation Establishment stage for many years, with very stable Foundations. They felt that joining forces to deal with someone who had just achieved a Breakthrough to the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment would definitely be no problem.

As soon as the words fell, Ancestor Wang Gang moved first.

The air under his feet emitted a loud explosion, and he charged toward Lin Yueyao. The ghost-head saber in his hand was raised high, and an earthy yellow light lit up on the blade, with a heavy aura pressing forward.

"Mountain Splitting Slash!"

Before the blade arrived, the powerful Saber Qi had already caused the ground below to crack open.

Almost at the same time, the folding fan in Clan Head Li Ziwen's hand swung fiercely.

"Wind Blade Rending the Void!"

"Whoosh—"

Several solid cyan wind blades emitted sharp whistling sounds, tearing through the air and sealing off all of Lin Yueyao's retreat paths from a strange angle.

The two coordinated very well, using killer moves right from the start.

Facing this powerful combined attack, Lin Yueyao merely snorted coldly.

She didn't even move; she simply raised her hand and tapped forward lightly.

"Condense!"

In an instant, countless ice crystals rapidly gathered in the air before her, forming a massive ice wall.

On the ice wall, complex ice flower patterns flowed, looking extremely solid.

"Boom!"

Ancestor Wang Gang's ghost-head saber struck the ice wall with great force, emitting a loud noise. The earthy yellow Saber Qi and the ice-blue cold Qi clashed against each other, and energy waves spread out in all directions.

However, that slash, which could split mountains and rocks, only left a white mark on the ice wall and was completely blocked.

At the same time, Clan Head Li Ziwen's wind blades also shot over, hacking into the ice wall, emitting "clanging" sounds and spraying sparks, but they were equally useless.

"What?!" Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen's eyes shrank simultaneously.

Their full-power attacks had been blocked so easily by the opponent?

Why was this woman's True Essence so pure and condensed?

Before they could react, Lin Yueyao's cold voice rang out.

"Shatter."

"Crack—"

The massive ice wall suddenly exploded, turning into ice cones filling the sky, striking back at Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen.

Each ice cone carried extremely cold air and sharpness.

Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen's expressions changed drastically. They hurriedly mobilized all their spiritual power to defend, flustered for a moment, and were forced to retreat continuously.