"My hand!" shouted Da Shou Jun, his voice filled with pain.
His hand had been severed by Lin Mengjiao's sword.
Lin Mengjiao ignored everyone else and charged directly at him.
"Kill him, quickly kill him!" Da Shou Jun screamed maniacally.
"You insolent beast, seeking death! If I catch you today, I'll make you my servant in my room!"
The other Heavenly rank cultivators immediately followed, unleashing their techniques to strike at Lin Mengjiao.
"Hmph, my master is here, you will all die!" Lin Mengjiao roared. With a flash of cold light, she decapitated Da Shou Jun.
At the same time, the attacks from the other Heavenly rank cultivators landed on Lin Mengjiao.
Pfft!
Lin Mengjiao spat out blood, her spiritual energy circulating wildly.
"Audacious! You keep mentioning your master. What is your master worth? Follow me, and I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury!"
Lin Mengjiao turned to the man who spoke, "You dare disrespect my master? I'll kill you right now!"
"Ah! Stop her quickly!"
Swish, swish...
A soft sword moved at extreme speed.
Even though Lin Mengjiao was severely injured, they were still unable to subdue her.
"Die!"
Lin Mengjiao's injuries worsened, yet the several Heavenly rank experts fell one after another.
"Hmph, you're like a grasshopper in autumn, how long can you keep hopping? Kill her!" Deng Zhou bellowed again.
Before Lin Mengjiao could even catch her breath, several more powerful figures stormed into the safe house.
Lin Mengjiao, after all, had been ambushed earlier and was gravely wounded.
Even with her Qi Condensation stage cultivation, she was no match for them.
Before long, her body suffered consecutive heavy blows.
Wang Xiaoyan's tears streamed down her face, "Enough! Mengjiao, run! You've done enough for me!"
But Lin Mengjiao paid her no heed, continuing to fight to the death.
"You, didn't we agree? Why aren't you running? Run!"
Wang Xiaoyan cried out in pain.
Finally, Lin Mengjiao could no longer hold on, and after several palm strikes, blood gushed from her mouth like never before.
Now, her hair was disheveled, making her resemble a demoness.
"Quick, restrain him!"
"The time is right, charge!"
Deng Zhou led his men, breaking into the safe house and tying up Lin Mengjiao.
"I've caught Wang Xiaoyan! Hahaha..."
Fang Tai walked up to Wang Xiaoyan, grabbed her by the shoulder, and ran outside, laughing wildly.
"What a shame, such a powerful woman. If she could join our Sorcery Association, she would be a great asset. Now, she won't live much longer," Deng Zhou observed Lin Mengjiao's body with disappointment, shaking his head.
Lin Mengjiao was extremely beautiful, her alluring face pleasing to the eye.
But this beauty was now riddled with fatal wounds, her life hanging by a thread.
"Let's go, we'll find Chen Jie!"
Deng Zhou abandoned Lin Mengjiao and said to his men.
At this moment, outside the courtyard, Chen Jie had also arrived!
"Xiaoyan!"
This time, Chen Jie had sensed the presence of the protective artifact.
The next second, Chen Jie smelled a strong scent of blood.
"Not good!"
Chen Jie's gaze sharpened, and he was about to rush in.
"Chen Jie!"
Buzz!
A car sped towards the entrance of the Yinqiu Ran courtyard.
He Chuan's head popped out from the window and called out.
"It's you!" Chen Jie said.
He Chuan's expression was grim, "Are you looking for Miss Wang?"
"Yes!" Chen Jie replied.
"Chen Jie, I just learned that Miss Wang is in danger. The ones who attacked her are from the Sorcery Association! All of this is because of you, isn't it?" He Chuan asked.
Chen Jie nodded.
"Miss Wang is the relative Mr. Wang Feiyang cared about most in his life. I don't want Miss Wang to be harmed. Chen Jie, you caused this trouble and it has now involved Miss Wang. Later, I will suggest to Wang Fa that he cancel your engagement!" He Chuan said displeased.
"This is indeed my mistake. It won't happen again. I'll rescue Xiaoyan first," Chen Jie said.
"Rescue? With what? Let me do it!"
He Chuan scoffed.
He had some admiration for this kid Chen Jie back then. He never expected him to get involved with the Sorcery Association as soon as he arrived in the provincial capital.
This dropped his goodwill towards Chen Jie to an all-time low.
He Chuan and Wang Feiyang were more than just employer and employee.
Wang Xiaoyan was Wang Feiyang's niece, and He Chuan also regarded Wang Xiaoyan as his niece.
Now that Chen Jie had put Wang Xiaoyan in danger, it was understandable that he had no good feelings towards Chen Jie.
He Chuan, with some of his subordinates, pushed open the door and entered first.
Chen Jie followed him in.
As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of blood wafted out.
This filled He Chuan's heart with unease.
At this moment, Deng Zhou's men, escorting Wang Xiaoyan, also arrived.
"Miss!" He Chuan exclaimed upon seeing Wang Xiaoyan.
"He Chuan, why are you here?"
Wang Xiaoyan said, then her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she exclaimed in disbelief, "Chen Jie!"
"Xiaoyan!" Chen Jie breathed a sigh of relief seeing Wang Xiaoyan was unharmed. Then, his brow furrowed, "Where is Mengjiao?"
"Wuwu, Chen Jie, I'm sorry, Mengjiao, she... she's already..." Wang Xiaoyan sobbed.
"What?" Chen Jie's face changed drastically.
He felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow.
"You are Chen Jie!" Deng Zhou looked at Chen Jie, his expression suddenly changing.
Wasn't Chen Jie fighting Cao Hanzi? What was he doing here now?
Could it be...
No!
Deng Zhou carefully examined Chen Jie and found him empty-handed, then breathed a sigh of relief.
If Cao Hanzi had died at Chen Jie's hands, Chen Jie would surely have taken Cao Hanzi's Greatsword.
Since Chen Jie wasn't holding the Greatsword, it meant Chen Jie had fled midway.
Cao Hanzi was safe and sound.
"Sir, my young lady has no quarrel with you. Why did you attack her? Would you do me a favor and release my young lady? There will be a generous reward afterward!"
He Chuan was stunned by the large number of Sorcery Association members present.
But he still gritted his teeth and spoke.
"Scram! A mere Earth rank martial artist, how dare you seek relevance in front of the Sorcery Association! Speak one more word, and you die right now!" Deng Zhou was in the middle of speaking to Chen Jie when he was interrupted and snapped back rudely.
His Sorcery Association had suffered heavy losses today because of Lin Mengjiao.
His mood was also very heavy.
"This..."
He Chuan's expression changed slightly.
Then, a deep sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.
The crowd before him exuded an oppressive aura.
Even as an Earth rank cultivator, he was no match for so many people.
For a moment, he regretted it deeply.
He regretted not stopping Wang Xiaoyan and Chen Jie from being together. If he had broken them up, perhaps Wang Xiaoyan wouldn't be in this predicament.
However, it was too late now.
Whether Wang Xiaoyan lived or died depended entirely on the mood of these powerful figures before him.
This feeling left him powerless and lost.