Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Stop acting, I’m begging you (5)
Chapter 162: Stop acting, I’m begging you (5)
Qi Huang’s fist, formed by her spiritual sense, looked small but was incredibly solid. It was unceremoniously slammed onto the semi-transparent mountain above.
Spiritual senses collided, and no sound could be heard by the ears. The mountain was flipped over by a single punch, scattering in all directions like a kite with a broken string, revealing a huge fist print at its base.
“Ugh!”
Sect Leader Liu grunted and quickly retracted his spiritual sense, then painfully clutched his head.
Qi Huang calmly withdrew her spiritual sense, her beautiful eyes scanning the surroundings with a look of disdain.
“How… how is this possible! She actually defeated the Sect Leader!”
“And it was so effortless, which means her strength is at least in the late stage of Huashen.”
“How is this possible? Even if she really reached the Huashen stage, it was only announced to the public a short while ago. How could she be in the late stage of Huashen right after breaking through?”
“But the facts are right in front of us. The strength of spiritual sense is the same as cultivation.”
…
Several high-level figures were greatly alarmed, stuttering and retreating. If the other party was truly in the late stage of Huashen, then even if they all attacked together, they might not win. After all, at this stage, each gap was like a divine punishment, and a single mistake could lead to death on the spot.
Zheng Wei, kneeling on the ground, had a ashen face. Facing a master in the late stage of Huashen, he felt nothing but regret in his heart.
“Nothing is impossible! If anyone still doesn’t believe, feel free to come up and try!”
Qi Huang scanned the surroundings with a powerful gaze. Anyone she looked at lowered their heads, not daring to meet her eyes.
“Sect Leader Qin, do I still need to ask for verification from Juyin Auction House?”
Qi Huang raised her eyelids, her gaze fixed on the disheveled Liu Lei.
Liu Lei’s face was pale, and he hadn’t recovered from the pain yet.
“You don’t shed tears until you see the coffin! Fine! The county office needs witnesses and evidence to convict someone. I’ll contact the people from Juyin Auction House and then amplify the sound to the entire Yuxiao Sect, so you’ll be convinced!”
Qi Huang sneered and made a move to open the Thousand Li Sound Transmission Device again.
“Wait! Wait!”
Liu Lei gritted his teeth and waved his hands desperately, while constantly gasping for air.
“What’s wrong? You don’t want this matter to be known to everyone? Then you should understand what you need to do, right?”
Qi Huang knew when to stop.
“Fairy Cheng! Old man, I know I was wrong! Whatever you want, I promise to cooperate.”
Liu Lei endured the headache and pleaded incoherently.
Qi Huang was overjoyed and immediately informed her main body of the result, and asked for Cheng Hong Ling’s opinion.
“Our priority now is to find Father. According to the situation Mu Ruoyi saw earlier, this Zheng fellow wants to use Father as a hostage to extort us. So, most likely, Father is hidden in his residence.”
Cheng Hong Ling deduced.
“What if he’s not at his residence?”
Qi Huang asked with concern.
“If not, then we’ll find a way to make him talk. Anyway, the Yuxiao Sect has already surrendered, and no one will interfere no matter how we deal with him.”
Cheng Hong Ling suggested.
“How to make him talk? Interrogation and torture? I’ve never done that!”
Qi Huang said awkwardly.
“Forget it, anyway, the Yuxiao Sect has softened. Wait for me, I’ll handle it! I’m better at interrogation and torture.”
Cheng Hong Ling interrupted the mind transmission at these words.
Qi Huang couldn’t help but shudder upon hearing this, and secretly decided to keep her true identity hidden.
Qi Huang waited for her main body. To cover her embarrassment, she deliberately stroked her chin and paced back and forth in the main hall, looking like a judge.
The surrounding high-level figures were like mortals awaiting judgment; no one dared to speak.
Not long after, Cheng Hong Ling walked in grandly from outside. The pink lotus-shaped mark of her clone on her forehead was so striking.
“Why is there another Cheng Hong Ling? Looking at the mark on her head, it’s definitely a clone!”
“Cheng Hong Ling didn’t lie. She has indeed reached the Huashen stage!”
“Our Yuxiao Sect is finished! If we can’t satisfy her, we’ll face misfortune in the future.”
…
Upon seeing Cheng Hong Ling, the high-level figures of the Yuxiao Sect in the hall were completely disheartened.
“Is this the person who kidnapped Father?”
Cheng Hong Ling asked Zheng Wei, who was scared to the point of not being able to stand, while looking at him on the ground.
“It’s him! This person’s name is Zheng Wei, and he is an Elder of the Yuxiao Sect.”
Qi Huang said, as if seeking credit.
Zheng Wei did not argue, because he had provoked Cheng Hong Ling on the Thousand Li Sound Transmission Device, and if he spoke, he would explode himself.
“Heh heh…”
Cheng Hong Ling let out a cold smile with an unreadable meaning. She quickly drew her long sword, and with a flash of blue light, she casually sheathed it again.
“Ah!”
As everyone was still confused, they suddenly heard Zheng Wei’s scream. They looked towards the sound and saw him covering his sideface desperately, blood spurting and splashing from his fingers. The ear that had been there was already on the ground, the wound cleanly cut. Because not much blood was visible, the broken bone was clearly visible.
“Hiss!”
Everyone gasped and instinctively took a step back.
Qi Huang was among them, and she was naturally guilty.
“You dared to provoke me on the sound transmission device, and I thought you were so tough. You can’t even stand losing an ear? Who gave you the courage?”
Cheng Hong Ling questioned condescendingly.
“Fairy… Fairy, spare my life! I’m framed! I didn’t kidnap your father!”
Zheng Wei argued, enduring the pain. He knew that if he wanted to suffer less, he absolutely could not admit it.
“You think I’m a fool? It’s only been a little over ten days since you provoked me on the Thousand Li Sound Transmission Device, and I’ll never forget your voice in this lifetime.”
Cheng Hong Ling sneered.
Zheng Wei was shocked for a moment, and then no longer dared to howl loudly. However, it was too late.
Qi Huang was extremely shocked. She thought her main body was doing this purely out of anger, but now it seemed the motive was not so simple.
“Okay, now tell me, where did you hide my father.”
Cheng Hong Ling then questioned.
Zheng Wei seemed not to hear her, covering his ear and groaning, showing a “dead pig that fears no boiling water” attitude.
“Do you think I won’t know if you don’t say it?”
Cheng Hong Ling scoffed dismissively, then turned to the crowd in front and asked, “Who is Sect Leader Liu?”
“It’s me! I am Liu Lei!”
Liu Lei had already recovered. Because he had just suffered a setback, he was now as obedient as a dog.
“Where is this Zheng fellow’s residence? Take me there.”
Cheng Hong Ling commanded.
“Yes, yes, yes…”
Liu Lei nodded repeatedly.
The group then headed towards the back mountain. Qi Huang was responsible for escorting Zheng Wei. Passersby looked back, completely unaware of what had happened.
Zheng Wei did not struggle, either resigned or confident.
Not long after, the group arrived at Zheng Wei’s residence.
Qi Huang immediately released her spiritual sense to scan the entire courtyard and soon discovered her father, who was tied up, and the guard Xiao Zhi in the basement of the side house.
Cheng Hong Ling was shocked. She unfolded her movement techniques and entered the house, then rushed into the basement to rescue her father. The people behind her quickly followed.
“Ling… Ling’er, you… you’re here? Father, am I… am I hallucinating? I just had… had a dream about you.”
Cheng Yuan opened his eyes with difficulty. He was so hungry that he didn’t even have the strength to lift his hand.
“It… it’s me! I’m sorry! Father! I’m late!”
Cheng Hong Ling frowned her delicate eyebrows, her eyes gradually turning red.
“It’s Father who should apologize. I’m useless. I can’t even commit suicide. I made you worry.”
Cheng Yuan’s pale face showed a look of guilt.
“Who are you? How dare you trespass into a private residence! Do you know this is Elder Zheng’s residence!”
Xiao Zhi, who had just regained his senses, puffed himself up like a fox borrowing a tiger’s might. Confused about the situation, he stepped forward and questioned angrily.
“And who are you?”
Cheng Hong Ling suppressed her anger and retorted.
“I am Elder Zheng’s disciple, Guo Xiao Zhi. If you’re smart, get out of here quickly, otherwise when my master comes back…”
Xiao Zhi said imperiously.
“Heh heh, Xiao Zhi, right? Very good! No need to wait for your master, you can go down and wait for him first.”
Cheng Hong Ling drew the sword at her waist and swung it backhand. Because it was too fast, it was as if nothing had happened.
Guo Xiao Zhi showed a confused expression on his face. He frowned and was about to say more harsh words, but a bloodstain gradually appeared on his neck and continued to expand until it split into a ferocious gash. Blood quickly poured out like a fountain.
Only then did Guo Xiao Zhi feel the pain. He tightly covered his neck and fell down with a look of unwillingness. Due to his low cultivation, his soul dissipated immediately after death, without even a chance to become a ghost.
“Xiao Zhi!”
Zheng Wei, who arrived later, saw this scene and his eyes split wide with fury. He shouted, “You, Cheng! How dare you kill someone in broad daylight! Where have you put the dignity of the Yuxiao Sect?”
Cheng Hong Ling seemed not to hear him, patiently helped her father up.
“Sect Leader Liu? Say something! As the Sect Leader, are you just going to watch this demoness kill a disciple of our sect like this?”
Zheng Wei questioned hysterically.
“So this person was still hoping that the high-level figures of the Yuxiao Sect would stand up for him. No wonder he was so calm before.”
Qi Huang suddenly realized.
“Stop yelling. Not only am I going to kill him, but I’m going to kill you too! Are you ready to die?”
Cheng Hong Ling sneered repeatedly, placing her fair jade hand on the sword hilt again.
