Chapter 17 But Xia Chan, she is ultimately my Disciple.
At the foot of the mountain, the corpses of Blood Butterfly Pavilion Disciples lay scattered.
Xiao Mo sat on a rock, head bowed, clutching a piece of cloth in his hand, lost in thought.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Mo slowly spoke, "Are you here to mock me?"
Xia Chan walked step by step towards Xiao Mo, stopping three meters away from him, and tilted her head, "Is it funny?"
Xiao Mo smiled and shook his head, "Indeed, it's not funny."
Xia Chan surveyed her surroundings, her gaze returning to Xiao Mo.
"Was it worth it?"
"You were originally a Sword Cultivator with boundless potential. You abandoned your Dao just to allow her to cultivate, leaving yourself broken and battered. In the end, she still learned the truth and severed ties with you."
"When she found out you were the son of her enemy, her heart nearly shattered."
"Everything you did for over ten years has turned to naught."
"Was it worth it?"
Xiao Mo picked up the piece of skirt cloth in his hand and couldn't help but smile, "Who knows..."
Xia Chan: "..."
Xiao Mo looked up at Xia Chan's cold eyes, "Where is she now?"
"She flew directly towards Liang Country. Where do you think she would go?" Xia Chan looked at the Young Master she once served. "Qingyi's shortcut to Ten Thousand Demons Country actually runs along the border of Liang Country, and she is a Golden Core Realm Cultivator. Barring any accidents, she will reach Jing Wang Residence within a day."
"Cough, cough, cough." Xiao Mo coughed violently a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up, leaning on his longsword, walking forward.
Xia Chan turned around and looked at Xiao Mo's back, "It's a miracle that Young Master is still alive. With Young Master's body in such a state, even if he goes to Jing Wang Residence, what can he do?"
Xiao Mo shook his head, his tone calm and steady, "Qingyi is only in the Golden Core Realm. Although the quality of Qingyi's Realm is decent, Jing WangResidence has Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators and even a Jade Purity Realm Enshrined. Her going there is suicide. I cannot let her die like that."
"Young Master still wants to care for her?" Xia Chanwas puzzled. "It was King Xiao of Liang who killed her entire family, not Young Master. Even if Young Masterfeels responsible, you saved her, raised her, and taught her to cultivate. Young Master and she are already even."
"Yes, we are even."
Xiao Mo walked forward step by step, his voice carried by the wind.
"But Xia Chan, she is ultimately my Disciple..."
Jing Wang Residence.
Jing Wang Xiao Jing was in the courtyard, teasing birds.
"Father."
A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy quickly walked into the courtyard. The boy had two pupils in his eyes.
"Oh, it's Han'er. Han'er, why have you returned from the Sect?"
Xiao Jing was both surprised and happy to see his son return home.
"Recently, Han'er was out on a training excursion and happened to pass through the Imperial Capital of Liang Country, so I thought of visiting Father. Father, look."
Xiao Han opened his mouth, and a dazzling Golden Core flew out from his throat.
After showing it to his father, Xiao Han swallowed the Golden Core back into his abdomen.
"Good son! Good son!" Jing Wang Xiao Jing was overjoyed. "I didn't expect Han'er to reach the Golden Core Realm at the age of fourteen. In the future, Han'er, your prospects are limitless. When you reach the Immortal Realm, or even the Ascension Realm, who in this world wouldn't bow down to you when they see you!"
"Hehehe." Xiao Han rubbed his nose, "It's good that Han'er didn't disappoint Father."
"What do you mean disappoint? Han'er, you are the Qilin of our Xiao clan! I see my son has the potential of a Great Emperor!" Xiao Jing patted his son's back forcefully. "Come! Let's go find your mother. I'm sure your mother will also be very happy to see you. Let's have a good meal."
"Yes, Father." Xiao Han nodded.
But just as Xiao Jing was about to lead his son out of the courtyard, a servant came running, stumbling and falling towards Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing frowned and kicked the servant away.
The servant, ignoring the pain, quickly scrambled forward and shouted in a panic, "Master! Master! Something terrible has happened! Something terrible!"
Xiao Han stepped forward and said loudly, "Just say what happened directly! What's so terrible!"
"Reporting to Master, reporting to Young Master."
The servant quickly said.
"Just now, a woman came to our Xiao Wang Residence. Zhang Han, who was guarding the gate, went to ask her what she wanted, but she cut off Zhang Han's head with a single sword strike.
That woman broke in, indiscriminately killing everyone in her path! She killed anyone she saw, and all the Cultivators in our residence have died by her hand!"
"A woman?" Xiao Jing's brows furrowed.
"Arrogant! Does she think my Xiao Residence has no one?" Xiao Han bowed to his father. "Father, please wait. Your son will go and cut off her head and present it to Father."
"No matter, you and I, father and son, will go together." Xiao Jing smiled and patted his son's shoulder.
In reality, in Xiao Jing's heart, he had already vaguely guessed who the other party might be.
"Fairy, spare my life!"
"Fairy, we have no grievances, why do you kill me?"
"Fairy, no!"
"Ah!!!"
"Run!"
"Madwoman! This person is a madwoman!!!"
The maids and servants in Jing Wang Residence scattered in all directions.
Inside Jing Wang Residence, no living person within the woman's sight managed to escape.
Corpse after corpse lay in the courtyard, blood continuously flowing between the pebbles of the cobblestone path. The earth was stained red, and the pond in the residence turned blood-red.
Everything was just like the year the girl was four.
"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you slaughter in my Jing Wang Residence!"
And just as the woman walked forward step by step, Xiao Han followed his father and came before the woman, shouting angrily.
"It's really you."
The first moment Xiao Jing saw the woman, he recognized her.
After all, Xiao Jing had seen her portrait and had personally handed her portrait to the Blood Butterfly Pavilion.
Jiang Qingyi slowly raised her head. The moment she saw Xiao Jing, the fingers gripping her sword hilt made a cracking sound.
She found him, she finally found him!
She would never forget that when she was four years old, in that courtyard, when her bones were taken out, this man stood not far away, looking at her as if she were livestock!
"So King Xiao of Liang, you still remember me!" Jiang Qingyi sneered, her eyes bloodshot, like a Demonic Beast about to devour someone.
"Of course I remember." Xiao Jing nodded. "Your parents and younger brother, along with everyone in your residence, were all killed by my orders."
"Beast!"
Jiang Qingyi completely lost her mind, charging forward with her sword. The icy Sword Qi merged with Caocijian Jue, and she slashed down with one strike!
"I want you to pay with your life!"