46: Chapter 46 Who Killed My Grandson?

Dead silence.

The Tang Family guard lay flat on the ground, eyes wide open, his pupils frozen with the shock and bewilderment of his final moment.

Medicine Fairy stood in place, slowly lowering her gaze to look at the palm she had just struck with.

Her palm was as smooth as jade, unstained by even a drop of blood.

She was certain.

She had only used seventy percent of her strength in that strike, and the force had only penetrated three inches into his body; at most, it would have broken a few of his ribs and rendered him unable to fight.

It was absolutely impossible for it to be fatal.

Yet, he was dead.

Under her strike, in front of the entire city, he had died silently and without a trace—it was extremely strange.

...

In the private room by the window of the teahouse on the second floor across the street, Jiang Feng tapped his fingertips against a warm teacup, causing tiny ripples to spread across the emerald tea inside.

Everything happening downstairs was clearly reflected in his eyes.

A fair, petite hand reached out prettily before him, fingers splayed, and gave a gentle shake.

"Husband, fifty spirit gathering pills."

Yuan Chu's voice was languid, carrying a hint of the coquettishness of someone who had just finished a task and was waiting for a reward.

Jiang Feng didn't even lift an eyelid.

This little enchantress was truly black-hearted and ruthless.

She killed without spilling blood, and she never hesitated to name her price.

For her, having already achieved Foundation Establishment, the spirit gathering pills had almost no effect; they were purely snacks to satisfy her appetite.

"You've truly learned everything from Yu Niang; you're becoming my little housekeeper."

While teasing her, he stirred his Divine Thought, and an exquisite pill bottle appeared in his palm, which he tossed over with just the right amount of force.

Yuan Chu giggled, her slender hand beckoning to catch the bottle steadily.

She pulled out the stopper, poured one out to sniff at the tip of her nose, and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

She peeled a crystal-clear spirit fruit and leisurely fed it into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she chewed, completely unconcerned about the person who had just died downstairs.

Downstairs, the brief silence was torn apart by a fit of morbid, hysterical laughter.

Tang Wenliang sat on his tall horse; far from being alarmed by the guard's death, he laughed as if he had gone mad, his pale face, hollowed out by wine and lust, flushing with an unnatural red.

"Hahahaha! Good! Very good!"

The riding crop in his hand pointed from afar at Medicine Fairy standing beside the corpse, his eyes filled with a mix of lechery and malice.

"Bitch! This young master came to propose marriage with good intentions, yet you dare to commit murder in the street and kill my guard!"

"Now, let's see who in this Heifeng Pass dares to say that this young master bullies others with power!"

"Men! Get her! Tie up this murderer for me! Remember, don't hurt my delicate bride; I still need to 'cherish' her well tonight!"

He never intended to follow any proper procedures, and now that Medicine Fairy had "killed" someone in public, it gave him the perfect excuse.

The remaining dozen or so Tang Family guards looked at each other, their faces filled with fear.

But with Tang Wenliang's roaring in their ears, they had no choice but to brace themselves, shouting to bolster their courage as they rushed forward together.

"You seek death!"

A flash of murderous intent flickered in Medicine Fairy's cold, clear eyes.

At this moment, she no longer held back.

Her figure moved, and she took the initiative to meet the group of evil servants.

This time, she did not use palm techniques; instead, she pressed her fingers together, a faint glow of spirit power swirling around her fingertips as she struck toward the arm Meridians of the person charging in the front.

She intended to cripple these people!

However, the strange occurrence happened once again.

Her fingertips hadn't even touched the other person's sleeve, and merely the sharp wind from her fingers swept past.

The guard's charging body suddenly froze.

The expression on his face shifted from ferocious to bewildered, then to fear, and finally turned ash-gray.

A strange "clucking" sound escaped his throat, and his pupils dilated in an instant.

Then, just like the first person, his whole body stiffened violently, and he fell straight backward.

Another one dead!

Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The scene that followed sent a chill through all the watching Loose Cultivators.

Medicine Fairy's white figure wove through the dozen or so guards, moving so fast that only afterimages remained.

Every time she struck, it was just a light, nonchalant brush; she didn't even truly touch their bodies.

Yet everyone swept by her finger-wind, regardless of their cultivation level or whether they were hit in the arm or shoulder, had their vitality cut off within a single breath and died on the spot!

The expressions before their deaths were identical—absolute, extreme terror.

In just a few breaths, the dozen or so aggressive Tang Family guards had all become cold corpses, lying scattered all over the ground.

The entire long street was deathly silent; one could hear a pin drop.

This time, even Medicine Fairy herself was completely stunned.

She slowly stopped moving, standing in the center of the corpses, looking at her own hands in disbelief.

No.

This was absolutely not her power!

She could clearly feel that every time she struck, a cold, sinister force that she could not perceive at all used the trajectory of her attack to instantly annihilate all of the opponent's vitality.

Someone was acting in the shadows!

Using her hands to kill!

Pinning the blood debt of these dozen lives entirely on her!

The hysterical laughter on Tang Wenliang's face froze completely, replaced by fear.

He looked at the corpses covering the ground, then at the white-clad Medicine Fairy standing in their midst.

At this moment, in his eyes, she was a soul-reaping messenger crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell!

"Mon... monster! You are a monster!"

Tang Wenliang let out a shriek that didn't sound human, yanked the reins violently, turned the horse around, and fled for his life back the way he came.

Just at this moment, a wind rose from the flat ground.

A small whirlwind kicked up without warning in the middle of the street.

It wasn't large, but it whipped up the sand, stones, and dust all over the ground, instantly shrouding that area and making everyone's vision blurry.

Up in the teahouse, Jiang Feng finished the last sip of tea in his cup and flicked his finger lightly against the table.

"Hum."

A barely audible sound.

In the wind, only a short, terrified scream could be heard.

"Ahhh..."

The whirlwind came quickly and left just as quickly.

When the dust settled and everyone could see clearly again, they saw Tang Wenliang still slumped on the horse's back, maintaining the posture of fleeing at full speed.

But his body was already limp, his head hanging down as if someone had forcibly twisted his neck.

A drop of crimson blood was slowly seeping from his temple, carving a striking trail down his pale cheek.

Dead.

The Fourth Young Master of the Tang Family was also dead.

After a brief silence, the entire street erupted into huge cheers.

"He's dead! That swine is finally dead!"

"Hahaha, satisfying! Truly satisfying!"

"The heavens have eyes! The heavens have eyes!"

Countless Loose Cultivators were flushed with excitement, and some even wept with joy.

They had suffered under the oppression of the Tang Family day in and day out; at this moment, they felt incredibly relieved and vindicated.

A kind-hearted old Loose Cultivator squeezed out of the crowd, his face a mix of joy and worry, and urgently shouted to Medicine Fairy:

"Medicine Fairy! You must leave quickly! The Tang Family's Old Ancestor is a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and he dotes on this grandson! He will be here soon! You cannot defeat him!"

"That's right, Fairy, leave quickly! Leave Heifeng Pass and never come back!"

Everyone urged her; they respected this kind-hearted Medicine Fairy and could not bear to see her fall.

But Medicine Fairy turned a deaf ear.

She did not leave.

She didn't even glance at Tang Wenliang's corpse.

She simply stood in place, letting the mountain wind blow her white skirt, her cold eyes hidden beneath her veil scanning slowly across the buildings around her.

Leave?

Where could she go?

If a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was determined to kill her, where could she possibly run?

In her mind, the image of the white-haired old man who had come to seek medicine three days ago—who looked aged but actually possessed vigorous vitality—clearly surfaced.

And the stunningly beautiful woman beside him, with her ethereal eyes and strange Aura, who seemed able to see through people's hearts.

Was it them?

Why would they do this?

For her?

Medicine Fairy's brows knit tightly beneath her veil.

This method of forcing her into a desperate situation, cutting off all paths of retreat, and then appearing in the guise of a savior...

How ruthless! How vicious!

And... how brilliant!

The other party was using an overt scheme, forcing her to have no choice but to rely on them!

Just as her thoughts were racing, a terrifying pressure swept in from the eastern sky!

Wherever the pressure passed, the roof tiles on the houses on both sides of the street emitted "crackling" sounds of being unable to bear the weight, and were actually forced into countless cracks!

The dust on the ground was pressed firmly to the earth by an invisible force, not moving a single bit!

The air throughout Heifeng Pass became incredibly heavy, making it impossible to breathe!

All Cultivators, regardless of their Qi-refining level, turned pale under this pressure; the spirit power within their bodies was completely sealed, their legs went weak, and "thump, thump, thump," they all knelt down in a mass!

An old, roaring voice arrived, filled with rage and killing intent, booming in the ears of everyone in Heifeng Pass!

"Who!"

"Killed my grandson!"