Chapter 136: Chapter 129: Minor Achievement in Earth Evil True Body
"Welcome, Yanshi!"
The disciples of the Celestial Capital Sect stood in rows, saluting in unison.
WHOOSH...
The carriage curtain was drawn back.
A figure, borne aloft by a ghostly creature, floated lightly out of the carriage and landed in the seat of honor that had been prepared.
A Daoist holding a duster and a warrior in heavy armor strode forward to stand behind the newcomer.
"Senior."
Wei Ting, the Chief Constable of the Government Office, cupped his fist in salute.
"I have long heard of Yanshi’s great name. It is an honor to finally meet you."
"Captain Wei," Yanshi said, his voice eerie and cold from behind a strange mask, his body cloaked in a black robe.
"Even as far away as the Capital City, I have heard of the names ’Thousand-Handed Poison Vine’ and ’Eagle-Eyed Constable.’"
"You’re too kind," Wei Ting said with a smile.
"It’s nothing worth mentioning."
"Heh..." Yanshi’s fingers emerged from his long sleeves. He tapped them lightly on the armrest and spoke slowly.
"Since your promotion to Chief Constable, Yidu City has seen no major cases for over a decade. Your contributions have been significant."
"That reputation isn’t just for show, is it?" freёwebnovel.com
Wei Ting’s heart tightened. He stared intently at the other man.
"The City Lord places his trust in me, and I strive to serve him loyally. Besides, protecting the people is a meritorious deed in itself."
"Is that so?" Yanshi looked up, his eyes cold and profound beneath the mask.
"Then why was a Dharma Transmission Elder of my Celestial Capital Sect murdered in public, with no one held accountable?"
"Senior."
Wei Ting clasped his hands.
"On this matter, I have already reported to the Celestial Capital Court. Xing Suanzi used the Painted Skin technique to steal flesh and souls, committing truly heinous crimes."
"As the foremost Daoist Sect in the land, the Celestial Capital Sect surely cannot tolerate such a villain tarnishing its name."
THUD! The ground trembled as the imposing, heavily armored figure stepped out from behind Yanshi.
"Nonsense!"
The voice, surprisingly, was female.
"It was wrong for Xing Suanzi to set up a private Flower Workshop, but how could it have operated for so many years if not for your permission?"
"Since you allowed him to open the Flower Workshop, you must have known what he was doing."
"To give him tacit permission before, only to condemn him after the fact—are you trying to say you have no regard for the Celestial Capital Sect?"
"And you are...?" Wei Ting asked, his expression puzzled.
"Tie Yan!" the woman barked.
"Personal disciple of Yanshi."
"Miss... Tie Yan." Wei Ting’s mouth twitched.
"This is a complicated matter that requires a detailed explanation."
"No need!" Tie Yan snapped, turning her head to look at someone in the crowd.
"I heard that Martial Uncle Xing Suanzi was killed by a woman named Ye Baici. Would that be you?"
"Miss," replied Ye Baici, her white robes purer than snow, as she cupped her hands in salute.
"I am indeed Ye Baici."
"However, Xing Suanzi’s crimes were many, and his death was well-deserved. The Celestial Capital Sect, as a pillar of the Daoist Sects, should not protect such a person."
’I came here today to give them an explanation, but I never expected such an aggressive confrontation.’
"Who says we can’t?" Tie Yan strode forward.
"Even if my Martial Uncle committed the most heinous of crimes, he should have been handed over to the Sect for judgment! How dare an outsider take matters into her own hands!"
"You killed my Martial Uncle, so you will pay with your life!"
WHOOSH...
A fierce wind suddenly erupted.
Though they were nearly ten meters apart, Tie Yan—weighed down by almost a thousand jin of heavy armor—closed the distance in a single stride.
Her massive iron fist shot forward, wrapped in a furious wind.
"Now!"
The killing intent was so palpable it made Ye Baici’s heart pound. With a quick spell, she condensed the cold air before her.
Instantly,
a wall of ice appeared between them.
The frost spread at an astonishing speed, threatening to envelop the iron figure charging through it.
BOOM!
A deafening crash echoed out.
The ice wall, several feet thick, shattered to pieces. Tie Yan plowed straight through, her momentum barely slowing.
"Look out!"
Rouge Saber shouted a warning from the side. The glint of his blade became a blur of afterimages as he slammed into Tie Yan’s flank.
CLANG!
Tie Yan’s advance faltered for a moment. The punch meant for Ye Baici struck empty air. Beneath her helm, her eyes turned red with fury.
"You’re courting death!"
SHING!
The four-foot saber at her waist sang as it left its sheath, sweeping out in a vicious arc thick with killing intent.
A disk of light from the blade’s edge poured out like liquid mercury, cutting in all directions.
SPLURT!
SPLURT! SPLURT!
Three people were instantly sliced in half.
Rouge Saber froze, staring in disbelief at the gash torn across his stomach.
’How could this be?’
’How dare she?’
’There are people everywhere. I hid among them, certain she wouldn’t attack innocents.’
But...
Tie Yan didn’t just attack—she struck to kill!
’These people here today are all closely tied to the Celestial Capital Sect’s interests. They’re her own people!’
’And she killed them without the slightest hesitation!’
"AHH!"
The Mute Girl shrieked, her eyes bloodshot. Her hands trembled violently as she flung a volley of Golden Needles at Tie Yan.
She had loved Rouge Saber for a long time, but had always felt she wasn’t good enough for him, keeping her feelings buried deep inside. freёwebnovel.com
Seeing him die before her eyes drove her mad with grief.
"Hmph!"
Facing the incoming Golden Needles, Tie Yan neither dodged nor retreated. She just sneered, charged forward, and swung her saber.
TING! TING! TING!
The Golden Needles struck her armor, showering sparks but failing to do any harm to the woman within.
"Move!"
BOOM!
A ball of Fierce Flame slammed into Tie Yan, sending her stumbling back.
"You’re asking to die!"
Having her attacks interrupted repeatedly seemed to finally ignite Tie Yan’s fury. The light from her blade flared violently.
Streaks of dark, cold light swirled into a maelstrom.
The few people in front of her were sucked in, as if into a meat grinder, and were instantly ground to dust.
Not even bones remained!
"Stop!"
Wei Ting’s face was ashen. Ye Baici had come here today at his invitation, so that he could mediate.
He had never imagined...
...that the situation would escalate to this!
Not only was Ye Baici in grave danger, but others had been dragged into the fray. The crowd fell back in terror.
With a low growl, Wei Ting flicked his wrist, and his arm transformed into a mass of vines that shot toward Tie Yan.
Ghost Vine Entanglement Technique!
To be able to keep the peace in Yidu, Chief Constable Wei was, of course, no ordinary man.
He too was a Mage, one whose body could transform into ghost vines. This was the origin of his title, "Thousand-Handed Poison Vine."
"Wei! You dare lay a hand on a disciple of the Celestial Capital Sect?"
Tie Yan snorted as dense Evil Qi erupted from her body. The encroaching poison vines withered at a visible rate.
"Get them!"
she roared.
"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
CLANG...
Without a word, the dozen or so Iron Armor Guards on the field leveled their spears and drew their blades, charging to surround Ye Baici, Wei Ting, and the others.
"Yanshi!"
Wei Ting’s expression changed drastically.
"What is the meaning of this?"
But to his shock,
Yanshi, seated in the seat of honor, kept his eyes tightly closed, completely ignoring the chaos and allowing his subordinate to act as she pleased.
The black-robed Daoist behind him wore a faint smile and casually waved his duster, as if this were all perfectly normal.
BOOM!
Ye Baici held the Buddha’s Heart Lamp in one hand while casting the Profound Ice Technique with the other. The convergence of ice and fire caused their power to surge dramatically.
But it was no use.
The hulking iron figure in the center of the courtyard seemed immune to all techniques, charging madly through the ice and fire as she swung her long saber.
SPLURT!
A severed arm flew into the air.
Ye Baici coughed up a mouthful of blood as she was sent flying backward.
「A short while later.」
In the ravaged courtyard, a group of Celestial Capital Sect disciples trembled in fear.
"Thousand-Handed Poison Vine..."
Yanshi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the large, dark hole in the ground. There was a hint of a smile in his voice.
"He digs a hole much faster than a rat."
"Master," Tie Yan said, kneeling on one knee and tossing the Mute Girl’s corpse to the ground.
"This disciple was incompetent. I failed to capture them all."
"No matter," Yanshi said with a wave of his hand.
"They won’t get away."