Chapter 204: 137. Demon Immortal Kou Chun! Shooting Sun Marquis Wuyi! (4K large Chapter)_2
She leaned against the half-open door, casually opened the lattice fan, propped it with the Hook Rod, and allowed the cold wind from outside to seep in.
Staying up all night for so long, and then being exposed to the cold wind... It would be a wonder if one didn’t die from that.
After doing all this, she finally began to leisurely check Shi Yuyan’s condition.
This glance, however, was of little consequence; it was what she saw next that sent shockwaves through her heart. At this moment, Shi Yuyan showed no signs of being drained and on the verge of death. Instead, Shi Yuyan appeared even healthier than the observer, and her own haggard appearance from yesterday was completely gone.
"Seeking death!"
A cold light flashed in Shi Yuyan’s eyes.
At this moment, Shi Yuyan no longer held back. Her fair, slender arm suddenly shot out, and in an instant, she was beside Huang Zhu. Then, raising her hand, she lightly placed her Jade Palm on the crown of Huang Zhu’s head.
She struck Huang Zhu directly, killing her with a single palm strike!
Previously, she had endured it.
It was for her son’s sake.
Now, if they remained in the Marquis Mansion, her son would not only fail to receive protection but would also be mistreated. He might even be throttled in his cradle by that jealous Shooting Sun Marchioness.
At this point, how could she endure it any longer?
「About a quarter of an hour later.」
A Blue-Robed Taoist appeared by the courtyard wall.
This Daoist Priest was handsome, his Hair Bun neatly combed and secured with a Bright Yellow Hairpin. A Brocade Carp Jade Pendant hung from his waist, identical to the one Shi Yuyan had just crushed.
A Cultivator?
Xu Xing, nestled in Shi Yuyan’s arms, observed the Blue-Robed Taoist floating in mid-air, his mind racing with speculation.
To say this Blue-Robed Taoist was a Cultivator... yet he didn’t quite seem like one. His skin was far too pale.
Not like a living person.
Whether it was the Great Sun True Scripture or the Withered Wood Sword Scripture, these two Main World Cultivation Methods had different focuses. However, the Magic Power cultivated from them nourished both the Divine Soul and the Physical Body.
Most Cultivators in the Main World achieved a unity of essence, qi, and spirit.
While cultivating Magic Power, their Physical Bodies might not be comparable to those who specialized in body cultivation, but they weren’t weak either.
"Miss Shi..."
"When we parted at Moyun Palace back then, you were all captivating smiles and charming innocence. Yet, meeting again today, you’ve married and become a wife, and your methods are considerably more ruthless than before."
Kou Chun glanced at Huang Zhu’s corpse on the ground and then at the infant in Shi Yuyan’s arms, sighing softly.
He wasn’t a bloodthirsty person.
Seeing a young woman die "because" of him, he was also filled with considerable emotion.
"Although Wu Yi only cultivates his Physical Body, he has reached the Blood Replacement Realm, and the blood he exchanged was that of an Ink Qilin. He’s keenly aware, like a cicada sensing the autumn wind before it blows. Even if you’ve only come as a Refined Corpse inhabited by a Yin Soul with a concealed aura, your presence wouldn’t escape his senses in this Marquis Mansion."
Shi Yuyan’s face was etched with anxiety. She urged Kou Chun to act quickly and take her and her son away.
Although her own Cultivation had recovered somewhat, escaping the Marquis Mansion would be easy, but leaving Great Jiang’s Yujing Capital would be difficult.
Not to mention, numerous pursuers were waiting for her outside the mansion.
"I did not come today solely for you, Miss Shi."
"The Shi Yuyan I admired was the one from the past, not the Miss Shi of today. I will help you and your son leave; that, I will do. But before we depart, I, this humble Daoist, also wish to test my skills against Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi..."
As Kou Chun spoke, his gaze shifted to the area outside Yuhua Studio. His expression became less frivolous and more solemn. "Besides, just as you said, Miss Shi, Wu Yi has already sensed my presence. He’s here..."
His words had barely faded when a fist imbued with scorching power, like the Great Sun itself, shot directly from the entrance of Yuhua Studio. Following this fist energy was a tall, imposing Middle-Aged Man wearing a purple-gold crown and clad in Qilin robes.
"Wu Yi!"
Kou Chun’s eyes were profound, a hint of apprehension on his face as he looked at Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi, the master of the Shooting Sun Marquis Mansion.
"Go!"
He neither dodged nor evaded the blazing fist. Instead, he plucked the Bright Yellow Hairpin from his Hair Bun.
With a flick of his wrist, the hairpin shot downwards, aimed directly at Wu Yi’s glabella.
STAB!
A piercing sound of something tearing through the air echoed!
Seeing the hairpin was faster than his fist and would reach his glabella first, Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi changed his fist to a palm. His large hand shot out in front of him, firmly grasping the sharp hairpin aimed at his brow. Simultaneously, he let out a low roar, and a massive Ink Qilin phantom materialized around his body. This phantom solidified, appearing to be several tens of zhang in size.
The Jade Hairpin was crushed in an instant, turning into fine powder.
"Kou Chun, is this all the fortune you acquired in Moyun Palace?"
"Is this the extent of a Demon Immortal’s capabilities?"
The Ink Qilin manifestation of Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi then charged fiercely in Kou Chun’s direction. Before his fist or palm even arrived, the mere force of the wind they generated was enough to send the bricks and tiles of the courtyard walls tumbling.
BOOM! It was like an earthquake.
Although Kou Chun appeared to move slowly, almost rigidly, he would invariably evade to one side just an instant before Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi’s attacks landed.
As the two clashed, Kou Chun deliberately led the fight westward. This was to prevent the aftershocks from harming Shi Yuyan and her son in Yuhua Studio.
However, Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi seemed to see through this tactic. His punches and palms didn’t deliberately avoid Shi Yuyan and her son; instead, he seemed to use them as targets, forcing Kou Chun to repeatedly turn back to defend them.
In the blink of an eye, in less than a moment, the two had exchanged over a hundred blows.
Yuhua Studio and the surrounding buildings were all affected, collapsing and shattering. The flagstones paving the ground were scarred with dozens of deeply gouged marks. The area was a complete wreck.
"Wu Yi, I have now gauged your strength."
"In ten years, I shall come by moonlight to claim your life. Mark well this day and this hour. Today, I must take Miss Shi and her son, so I will not quibble with you further."
Kou Chun suddenly disengaged from the Battlefield, flicking his Sleeve Robe.
His Sleeve Robe suddenly elongated to a length of over ten zhang, enveloping Shi Yuyan and her son within. Then, with a light tap of his toes, he vanished, reappearing several li away in an instant. Only his challenging words remained, echoing throughout the Marquis Mansion, spreading in all directions.
"Ten years..."
Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi stood before the ruins, frowning at the distant, fading figure of the Daoist, a cold sneer playing on his lips.
In today’s battle, he had deliberately held back. Otherwise, with Kou Chun’s actual strength, he wouldn’t have been able to contend with him for so long.
Demonstrate weakness to the enemy...
The Art of War.
Next time, after I achieve my Breakthrough, I will most certainly take your life.
Wu Yi clenched his fists, and a series of crisp popping sounds, like beans crackling in a hot pan, emanated from his body.
「Soon after.」
Lady Wu rushed to Yuhua Studio. Surveying the utter devastation of the courtyard and recalling the news her Servant Girls had just reported, she saw Wu Yi and anxiously asked, "Marquis, did that wench elope with someone?"
The man managed external affairs, the woman internal ones. All internal affairs of the Marquis Mansion were under her complete control. It was her responsibility to inquire about such a matter. Moreover, she hated Shi Yuyan to the very marrow of her bones. Back then, Lady Shi of Yujing’s Yicui Building had taken a fancy to Wu Yi, then a Flower Explorer, and this romantic tale had instantly spread throughout the Capital City.
Meanwhile, she, Wu Yi’s lawfully wedded wife, had been relegated to a mere supporting role, constantly compared to the other woman.
How could a mere Brothel girl be worthy of comparison to her?
"Wench?" Wu Yi’s gaze was icy as he slapped Lady Wu hard across her fair cheek. "Is that what you call her? Shi Yuyan invited Demon Immortal Kou Chun here today. I imagine this is not unrelated to you..."
On the surface, Lady Wu managed the Marquis Mansion, but this was only because he couldn’t be bothered with the trivial affairs within the household. To govern a country, one must first govern one’s family; if one cannot sweep one’s own house, how can one sweep the world?
He knew everything about the schemes Lady Wu had employed against Shi Yuyan. However, considering Lady Wu was the principal wife, and Shi Yuyan, no matter how remarkable, originated from a Brothel, he had allowed Lady Wu free rein in the rear courtyard. Without some measures to keep her in check, it would be impossible to maintain the family’s decorum.
But... today, Kou Chun had effectively slapped him in the face.
Even though this was a trap he had laid for Kou Chun, using the situation to his advantage, he had still lost face.
Lax internal discipline... Corrupted family customs... A concubine involved with another man...
These three matters were more than enough to become articles of impeachment brought against him by his political enemies in the Imperial Court. He prided himself on upholding proper family governance; these three transgressions were, therefore, by no means trivial. If serious enough, they could even lead to his dismissal from his official post.
Thus, with Lady Wu speaking so carelessly at this moment, this slap was one he had to deliver. It was for others to see.
"Marquis..."
"I... I was wrong."
After being struck, half of Lady Wu’s face swelled up. She lowered her head, her beautiful eyes concealing a deep, venomous resentment. She didn’t resent her husband, Wu Yi; instead, her hatred for Shi Yuyan deepened further.
"Marquis, that bastard... oh, no, no, no, that son... since he has fled with his mother, you should also have his name struck from the family’s genealogical records," Lady Wu suggested, sidling up to Shooting Sun Marquis Wu Yi.