Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 343 - 298: Horse Dismounting Stone

Mrs. Zeng saw the Poison Pearl, and her expression immediately changed; she promptly reached out and grabbed Wu Hen’s throat.

Unfortunately, her actions were still too slow.

The Poison Pearl was cool and melted in the throat, tasting not much different from a mint candy, but its toxicity spread in an instant, rapidly turning Wu Hen’s entire face purple, even the blood color of his lips disappeared in a very short time, turning pale!

"How can you die so simply!!"

Mrs. Zeng immediately roared, all the tortures she mentioned earlier needed to be executed one by one to dispel her hatred in her heart!

Regrettably, this Poison Pearl was used by the Shadow Guests of Zeng Mansion, she knew it better than anyone else, and it was said that those who took this Poison Pearl would not suffer much pain, even as if they were drifting into a dream...

This was why Mrs. Zeng caught the Dream Demon, she wasn’t just capturing Dream Demon for amusement, but also crafting Poison Pearls that allowed her Death Soldiers to accept death more easily!

She let him off too easily!

To end life in such a manner allowed Mrs. Zeng’s pent-up rage no release.

"It won’t be so simple, it won’t be so simple, even if you are dead, I will deal with you as I said, your fate shall serve as a perfect warning for offending me, Zeng Feng!"

Mrs. Zeng continued to roar, she lifted the limp body without a breath, Lu Yun, planning to impale it on the highest flag of the city wall, wanting the harsh raging storm to wash over his body, to show all people of Ya City the consequences of rebellion...

She leapt up, about to dishonor a breathless man.

But the more brutal Mrs. Zeng was, the more it enraged the citizens of Ya City; they clearly knew who the true hero was, who feared no power and refused to merely survive, the actions of Mrs. Zeng at this moment were merely enraging and not intimidating, only impressing upon everyone a figure both frail and lofty in their hearts. He alone had resisted Jiang Mansion and had even forced a retired Military Marquis from Wuting to such ends, causing her heavy losses and utter disgrace.

Born in an untimely manner, yet standing tall against the heavens.

Knowing that Ya City had no future, yet still tearing a hole in this dark, lightless sky canopy!

As Mrs. Zeng hoisted Lu Yun aloft, the citizens’ anger reached its peak.

They rushed out of their houses, even though they held no weapons, they lifted whatever tools they usually used for labor, and swarmed towards the direction of the city tower.

The Martial Warriors of Mrs. Zeng were actually few, and as the crowd raged, these exhausted warriors couldn’t hold them back.

"You lowly slaves!!"

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Failing to inflict the torturous death she intended, Mrs. Zeng saw the crowd approaching and swung her blade at these people without hesitation.

Lives were as frail as wheat before Mrs. Zeng, easily cut down.

But the wheat was extremely resilient, endlessly growing across the plains.

Jianghu Martial Artists were unafraid of life and death, selling their lives for Lu Yun might still be understandable by Mrs. Zeng as possessing some Taming Skill, yet even the city citizens who had never practiced even a day’s martial arts and lived only for subsistence showed such braveness as fierce Death Soldiers, leaving Mrs. Zeng even more unable to accept…

Why, why weren’t they afraid of her???

Her realm could kill them as easily as cutting grass, her status stood above Yunluan; since her arrival in this territory, she implemented the most brutal punishments multiple times against those who defied her, deterring this small region countless times, why did these people show no reverence or fear towards her??

Mrs. Zeng puzzled and incensed beyond measure.

She could only transform her incomprehension and anger into cruelty, continuously striking down those rushing towards her!

Corpses piled up along the city walls, yet the inhabitants kept advancing relentlessly…

Mrs. Zeng had become a demoness; she continued to laugh hysterically while killing.

A group of the most despicable, lowest scum, since they all resisted her, let them be strewn across the muddy rain and become a soggy mess of bright red flesh; perhaps next year, many beautiful flowers might grow from them, at least that could please her mood.

Suddenly, the rain stopped.

But people’s emotions continued to surge!

Suddenly, a streak of Cang Xia shone in the mountains, seemingly a force stopping the rain curtain in this area and causing a brief scene of morning glory over the blood-soaked Ya City.

From Jade Mountain, a woman alighted with brilliance, her movements graceful as a Phoenix Bird, resembling a mythical bird from legends, bringing with her a sense of holiness and detachment as she floated toward the city tower.

Mrs. Zeng was covered in blood, her eyes nearly unable to open, her armor and weaponry crusted as if scabbed over.

She wiped the blood from her face and looked up toward the flag at the city tower.

At the flag, the arriving woman gently pulled down the hanging body with an incredibly gentle touch, concealing all her aura.

"It’s you... Ruan Muhuan, hehehe hahahaha!!" Mrs. Zeng cackled madly.

The woman paid no heed to Mrs. Zeng’s crow-like mockery, she merely busied herself in tidying Lu Yun’s clothes, his damp hair, and even draped her own cloak over him.

"Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been doing behind the scenes, let me tell you, no matter how exceptional your talents are, you’re just one of my slaves. Open your eyes wide and take a good look, look at the body of your beloved, he must look very handsome, very heartbreaking, right!" Mrs. Zeng continued her mocking.

At last, she could vent.

For the past few months, how could Mrs. Zeng have not heard of the deeds of Lu Yun and Ruan Muhuan? They rose in Jianghu and their reputations spread far and wide.

How could Mrs. Zeng not be aware of Ruan Muhuan’s feelings towards Lu Yun? Yet she was pleased to see such an outcome.

They obediently served her like dogs, and she could allow both of them to live comfortably. But should they bare their fangs against her, only one fate awaited them.

"He died easily, but if he knew in his afterlife that this treacherous slave still had to endure endless torment, he would hardly rest in peace," Mrs. Zeng had already thought of how to torment this slave girl!

She raised the knife in her hand and walked towards Ruan Muhuan, who was still gazing affectionately at the deceased.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zeng made her move. Her blade was wrapped in a dense True Qi, which, when agitated by the Holy Blade, immediately produced a domineering Qi glow, striking towards Ruan Muhuan, who wore only a thin garment.

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At the last moment, Ruan Muhuan placed the lifeless Lu Yun down and turned around, unbelievably blocking the fierce Holy Blade with a Silver Fan!

At the same time, a milky-white True Qi emanated around Ruan Muhuan, enveloping her like a luxurious robe of armor, instantly endowing the frail woman with a presence akin to a Martial Saint!

Her eyes were firm like icy jade, her body as cold as a glacier, but the violent True Qi swirling around her evaporated the merciless spirit rain, transforming it into swiftly rolling clouds!

Centered around Ruan Muhuan, a massive True Qi cloud swirled, standing tall over the vast plains, enveloping the ancient Ya City with strands of Holy Light piercing the damp air, setting off her icy soul and jade bones...

In the next moment, she swung the Cold Sword in her other hand!

True Qi was released, the sword’s brilliance surpassing Cang Xia, the rolling clouds turning into a waterfall plunging towards Mrs. Zeng.

Mrs. Zeng was terrified, unable to believe this little maid possessed such a heroic spirit, and what was more horrifying was the raging river of True Qi bursting forth from her sword!

True Qi External Release!

Mahayana Martial Saint!

No wonder even the spirit rain paused briefly; she had broken through her own limits as a Martial Cultivator and had reached the realm of True Qi External Release, becoming a True Martial Martial Saint!

Like the most splendid rainbow after the rain, in this brutal slaughter, she now stood above everyone.

"You... you... it’s impossible... it’s impossible!!" Mrs. Zeng suddenly screamed frantically.

The True Qi wound around her Holy Blade was dispersed.

She hastily mobilized the True Qi within her body, stirring it again into her weapon.

However, Mrs. Zeng’s True Qi External Release relied on the Holy Blade, and the process of gathering it was visibly sluggish; whereas in front of her, Ruan Muhuan formed the Sword Energy at a raise of her hand, a simple long sword, yet like an imposing snowstorm surging through the mountains!

"Shua!"

Carrying an icy wrath, Ruan Muhuan slashed her sword towards Mrs. Zeng.

"Clang!"

Mrs. Zeng’s Holy Blade flew out of her hand, landing in the distant swampy mire.

Her palms covered in fresh blood, Mrs. Zeng’s fingers were broken, the force of the opposing True Qi breaking her bones and tearing open her palm.

Pain marked Mrs. Zeng’s face, her eyes more like those of a hateful evil spirit.

She strained not to retreat or show weakness, but as Ruan Muhuan advanced, she suddenly felt suffocated, as if her soul were plunged into an ice cave!

Mrs. Zeng had never felt such a calm yet intense murderous intent.

It seemed that with Lu Yun dead, the woman before her had obliterated the last trace of human emotion, transforming completely into a Shura Warrior. Worldly desires and passions no longer concerned her; she was like a lone, bitterly cold glacier, not just releasing coldness and killing intent towards her, but towards the vast universe itself.

Having lost the Holy Blade, Mrs. Zeng was merely a Ninth Level martial family member.

Facing a true Martial Saint, Mrs. Zeng’s body involuntarily cringed, her soul crushed by madness.

From raging unwillingness to shock and pain, and then slowly sinking into fear and abjectness, Mrs. Zeng had never imagined that this humble subordinate, who had served her so loyally, would also have her day as a Martial Saint.

"Horse Dismounting Stone." Ruan Muhuan uttered these three words indifferently.

Mrs. Zeng was stunned for a moment, a glimmer of hope flashing through her desperate eyes as she hurriedly said, "I’ll be your Horse Dismounting Stone, I’ll be your Horse Dismounting Stone!"

Thinking she could spare her life, Mrs. Zeng immediately buried her head in the ground, bending her back like a couch in extreme submission before the Martial Saint woman.

"This Zeng Mansion will be yours in the future; I, Zeng Feng, will be your subordinate. With your talent and current strength, you will surely hold a position in Wuting. I am willing to assist you!" Mrs. Zeng quickly understood.

Like her, Ruan Muhuan was a woman who craved power and strength. A man who had risen with her was merely a passerby in attaining the position of Martial God; dead was dead. If she killed Mrs. Zeng because of him, Ruan Muhuan would have to face her own powerful family in Wuting.

Such a clever woman, so much like her younger self!

Suddenly, Ruan Muhuan concentrated her True Qi in her feet and released it with explosive force.

"Crack!"

With a cold stomp, she broke Mrs. Zeng’s bent back!

Mrs. Zeng’s body contorted, her torso arching upwards, her lower body also rising; she tried to crawl outward, driven by instinct to survive, but her entire body looked like a crushed grasshopper...