Chapter 1382: Chapter 1382: Kill You First, Then the Unfaithful!
Regarding the grudges between her grandmother Zhou Qingyan and her parents from years ago, Zhuge Lian had gained significant understanding through Fang Bai’s retelling of her father Zhuge Dingtian’s final words. Unable to forgive her grandmother for destroying her parents’ relationship and indirectly causing her father’s demise in the mortal world, Zhuge Lian spoke bluntly, harboring resentnt.
However, at this mont, Zhou Qingyan’s mind was occupied entirely with matters concerning Li Chenzhou’s life or death, and she paid no attention to Zhuge Lian’s tone.
“He’s still alive? He’s truly still alive? Haha… Hahaha… HAHAHA…”
Zhou Qingyan muttered in a low voice for a while before suddenly bursting into cold laughter. Under the bewildered gazes of Fang Bai, Zhou Yuruo, and Zhuge Lian, her bloodshot eyes burned with intensity as she shouted, “That heartless man! Since he is alive, why hasn’t he co to see all these years? Why?”
Fang Bai pursed his lips, looked up at the sky, and ignored Zhou Qingyan, who appeared on the brink of madness.
Zhou Qingyan continued, “I understand now. That heartless man feels guilty and doesn’t dare face ! He’s in Huaxia Sect, isn’t he? Fine! I will mobilize the full force of Ruoshui Palace to march to Huaxia Sect, slay that traitorous man, and avenge these years of tornt in my heart!”
Zhou Yuruo never expected her outwardly graceful and noble mother to say such chillingly ruthless words. Infuriated, she retorted, “He is not only my father but also your Martial Dao companion! How… how can you bear to harm him?”
Zhou Qingyan’s gaze was as sharp as a knife, stabbing fiercely at Zhou Yuruo’s face as she replied hoarsely, “After I gave birth to you, that heartless man left to train and never returned. Even to this day, he has not once co back to Ruoshui Palace… Tell , such a cruel Martial Dao companion who abandoned his wife and child—isn’t he deserving of death?”
Zhou Yuruo was rendered speechless.
From a young age, Zhou Yuruo’s father Li Chenzhou was absent from her life. Whenever she asked about him, her mother would initially cry, but later her temperant grew extre. Any ntion of her father would send her into fits of rage, and Zhou Yuruo would even get slapped for it.
From then on, Zhou Yuruo grew fearful of her mother, not daring to bring up her father in front of her again.
By now, the image of her father Li Chenzhou had beco completely blurred in her mind.
“That’s not the truth!”
Zhuge Lian, who had t her grandfather Li Chenzhou at Huaxia Sect, knew the real reason her grandfather never returned to Ruoshui Palace and shouted, “Grandmother, you’re mistaken! Grandfather didn’t co back to Ruoshui Palace because he had his reasons…”
“Enough! Don’t say another word!”
Overco by rage, Zhou Qingyan refused to listen to any defense about Li Chenzhou. She interrupted Zhuge Lian with evident impatience and coldly declared, “There’s no need for you to make excuses for that heartless man! If I don’t kill him, my hatred will never be quenched! Once I deal with all of you here, I’ll head to Huaxia Sect!”
Zhou Yuruo felt the heavy killing intent emanating from her mother Zhou Qingyan, and the overwhelming pressure left her trembling. She realized that her mother’s decision was unwavering and unchangeable. Overco by anguish, her tears began to flow uncontrollably.
Zhuge Lian held Zhou Yuruo’s trembling arm as her own eyes reddened. Her gaze shifted to Fang Bai.
Although Huaxia Sect currently boasted dozens of Innate experts and had unprecedented strength, its disciple count was rely around ten thousand. If Ruoshui Palace truly sent all its forces of one hundred thousand disciples to seek vengeance, it would undoubtedly place imnse pressure on Huaxia Sect.
If the situation spiraled out of control and conflict erupted, the ultimate outco—who would erge victorious—was hard to predict.
However, one certainty existed: if the two factions clashed, no matter who won or lost, the price paid would be catastrophic.
This was the scenario Zhuge Lian wished to avoid at all costs. Thus, she hoped Fang Bai could dissuade her grandmother Zhou Qingyan from engaging in reckless actions.
“No wonder Brother Li was furious upon learning about everything you’ve done in these years. He didn’t even want to co see you…”
With Zhuge Lian’s hopeful gaze fixed on him, Fang Bai stared expressionlessly at Zhou Qingyan and coldly remarked, “Brother Li ntioned that while you, this woman, were once stubborn, proud, and self-centered, your feelings for him back then were heartfelt and genuine. But the current you has completely changed—you resort to harsh punishnts even against your own disciples, show no rcy to your daughter and son-in-law, and are utterly ruthless, defying all reason!”
After a pause, noticing Zhou Qingyan already at the brink of exploding, Fang Bai smirked and continued, “Originally, Brother Li intended to accompany the two of us to visit Ruoshui Palace. But after hearing about all the extre deeds you’ve committed over the years, he was greatly disappointed and chose not to co…”
Zhou Qingyan scread sharply, “The extres I’ve gone to were all because of his wrongdoing! What right does he have to feel disappointed in ?”
“Alright, alright! The grudges between you two from the past can’t be explained so easily!”
Fang Bai waved his hand to interrupt Zhou Qingyan’s words, laughing mockingly, “Brother Li is now a mber of my Huaxia Sect. If you want to kill him, first ask if I will allow it!”
Zhou Qingyan’s eyes glead coldly, her killing intent skyrocketing as she declared furiously, “Then I’ll kill you first, and then that heartless man!”
In her right hand, a flicker of black light appeared, and out erged a two-foot-long black short sword.
The black sword reflected a chilling glow in the sunset, its sharpness undeniable. The imnse pressure and fierce killing intent emanating from the blade revealed it to be a rare water-attribute Holy Grade Spiritual Artifact of the True Martial Realm.
Although it was a low-tier Holy Grade artifact, the sword increased Zhou Qingyan’s Martial Artist Aura by thirty percent the mont it was wielded.
Within a radius of several dozen ters around Zhou Qingyan, except for Fang Bai, other martial artists could not withstand the oppressive force and retreated one after another.
“Kill!”
Zhou Qingyan roared sharply, thrusting the sacred short sword forward like a venomous tongue striking its prey, aiming for Fang Bai’s chest.
With this strike, the black light radiated intensely. The chilling aura carried by the blade seed to freeze the air, solidifying it.
To freeze water into ice—the hallmark of mastering water-based cultivation techniques to an extre realm.
Zhou Qingyan’s cultivation level had precisely reached the peak of the Innate Realm.
Knowing this young martial artist before her was a worthy opponent unlike any before, Zhou Qingyan dared not underestimate him. Thus, she delivered this attack with her full strength.
The duel between two Innate experts who had achieved perfection was not sothing anyone could interfere with; others could only spectate from a distance.
Zhou Yuruo, eting Fang Bai for the first ti, was unaware of his combat capabilities. She knew that if he lost, death awaited him. Seeing her daughter care so deeply for him, Zhou Yuruo realized that should he perish at the hands of her mother Zhou Qingyan, it might spark relentless resentnt between her daughter and grandmother.
Of course, Zhou Yuruo also did not wish to see her mother Zhou Qingyan hard by Fang Bai.
Regardless, Zhou Qingyan was still her mother—her own flesh and blood, whose bond could not easily be severed.
Yet, how could battles between such mighty warriors avoid injury and death?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yuruo tightly grasped her daughter Zhuge Lian’s hand, her heart suspended in utter tension.
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