Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

Yun Sheng was well prepared; with a flick of her Magic Wand, a small Thunderbolt churned out in the sky and boomed loudly.

She had crossed swords with Yun Cangxue before, recognizing her after three days; Yun Cangxue remained the same as before, but Yun Sheng was no longer the same person she used to be.

Yun Cangxue was a Martial Venerate in terms of cultivation, and Yun Sheng was a Magic Master; in close quarters, Yun Cangxue as a Martial Artist ordinarily had the advantage.

However, after obtaining the second Charming Soul Stone, Yun Sheng's attacks carried a paralyzing effect.

The Thunderbolt struck Yun Cangxue's hand in a flash, and she felt her entire body go numb, followed immediately by a massive surge of the Water Magic Element transforming into a Water Python, opening its gaping maw at her.

"Hiss—" Yun Cangxue felt her whole body tingle with numbness, immobilized firmly by Yun Sheng's Water Binding.

Yun Sheng kicked her and searched her body, finding several Purple Gold Cards and two storage rings.

"You little slut, how dare you treat me like this! You will surely die a terrible death!" Yun Cangxue cursed, with Uncle Yun wearing a look of difficulty.

"Take her to Old General Yun," Yun Sheng said coldly.

On the same early morning, Xuan Wuji and the Dark Crown Prince both resided within the Hou Qin's Envoy Mansion in Great Zhou.

As the day of the contest with Great Zhou's Martial Saint drew closer, both men were confident of victory.

Suddenly, a guard came forward to report: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, the Great Martial Saint. Early this morning, a case was delivered to the door, claiming it was a gift for the Crown Prince, the Martial Saint, and the Young City Lord."

A gift?

A gift first thing in the morning?

The Dark Crown Prince and others looked surprised.

In the past few days, despite being in Great Zhou City, while Emperor Zhou did not dare to neglect them and treated them quite well, in secret, he was closely monitoring every move within the Envoy Mansion.

At this time, who would be sending gifts?

The gift-bearer was a common-looking servant who left after delivering the gift.

Several guards carried a case inside.

The gift was a square ordinary case, looking just like the standard cargo boxes on the continent, wrapped on the outside with willow wood and high-quality copper skin, with two heavy iron locks on the lock clasps, securely sealed without a hint of what was inside.

"Open it," Dugu Xiu, the Dark Crown Prince, furrowed his brows.

People like Tian Quezi stood by on guard, wary of any Hidden Weapons that might be inside the box.

With a "clack clack", the guards used their swords to chop off the locks, followed by a dull sound of the box opening.

A rush of warm, pungent stench hit them in the face.

Several heads rolled out of the box.

The blood on them had not yet congealed.

In total, there were more than two hundred heads inside the box.

Even people like the Dark Crown Prince and Tian Quezi, who were accustomed to Slaughter, couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

Yet among those present, it was Xuan Wuji who was the most shocked because he recognized those heads as his subordinates from Blood Hand Ditch.

"How is this possible! Who is it! Who sent this box!" Xuan Wuji's face twisted in fury, more than two hundred people, not a single one spared, which meant that the headquarters of Blood Hand Ditch had been thoroughly eradicated.

Just last night, he had contacted the Red Robed Leader, and there had been no signs of trouble. How could it be that overnight, the power that Emperor Hong City had cultivated for many years was wiped out, and he, the Young City Lord, was utterly left in the dark?

"Young City Lord, were all these people your subordinates?" Prince of Later Qin, Dugu Xiu, quickly suppressed his surprised expression. It was apparent that the person who sent this box intended to provoke.

Looking at the faces on those severed heads, all of them died with their eyes wide open in terror and disbelief—an unmistakable sign of a horrifying death.

The person capable of eliciting such expressions from a bunch of cold-blooded assassins – what kind of terrifying existence could that be?

Was there someone in Great Zhou with such a ruthless streak?

The Dark Crown Prince, like a cat that smelled blood, was unlike Xuan Wuji. He was not enraged by the opponent; instead, the blood in his body boiled uncontrollably, as if it were water at a rolling boil.

Only such a ruthless character was worthy of being Dugu Xiu's opponent.

It was just a pity that the servant came without a trace and left without a trace, leaving behind no clues at all.

"It must be Yun Residence!" Xuan Wuji had not been long in Yujing, and Emperor Hong City was also a city hidden from the world. Apart from Yun Residence, he had not made any other enemies in Yujing, and the relationship between Blood Hand Ditch and Emperor Hong City was hardly known to anyone.

"No, it's not Yun Residence. Yun Bahe and Yun Canglang are both stubbornly upright people; they would never take such ruthless measures," the Dark Crown Prince's gaze turned slightly stern, his thoughts turning to Yun Sheng.

However, to move between the northwest and Yujing overnight, that little girl didn't seem to have such capability.

"However, Tang Yu's head is not in here, which means someone must have saved him. Without Tang Yu, Yun Cangxue will surely be furious and might even take our matters to the Yun Residence. If Yun Bahe learns the truth, perhaps he will regret; then, won't all our preparations these many days be in vain?" Xuan Wuji fumed with anger.

The box had already been taken away, but the stench of blood lingered on.

For the Dark Crown Prince and Tian Quezi, such a scent was all too familiar, but Xuan Wuji's complexion worsened.

After this incident, Blood Hand Ditch probably had been uprooted completely.

Leaving Emperor Hong City this time had caused such a great loss to the city; once he returned, he would inevitably face punishment from his father.

All this was because of Yun Residence, because of Yun Canglang!

"Impossible. Yun Bahe is not the type to go back on his word even if he knew he was poisoned. Let's just wait for the contest in a few days," Tian Quezi seemed unconcerned.

Tian Quezi was right about one thing: Yun Bahe was as unyielding as a stubborn rock: stinky and hard. The current situation of Yun Residence proved this point.

Upon persuasion from Yun Sheng, Uncle Yun finally decided to inform Yun Bahe of the matter. He summoned Yun Canglang, and together with Yun Cangxue, they went before Yun Bahe.

The disheveled appearance of Yun Cangxue, and her expression, almost fiery with rage, deeply pained Yun Bahe.

This old man, who never flinched even in the face of tens of thousands of enemies on the battlefield, aged considerably at once when he heard the entire story from Uncle Yun.

In anguish, he closed his eyes, his expression unreadable.

"I shall leave now," knowing this was a family matter within Yun Residence, Yun Sheng realized her current status was not suitable for staying here.

"You stay! Now that you've stirred up this matter, you can't just expect to stand aside. Yun Sheng, you are part of Yun Residence, you are my granddaughter Yun Bahe, and you can never extricate yourself from the affairs of Yun Residence," said Yun Bahe, his eyes suddenly snapping open.

When he opened his eyes again, the determination had returned to Yun Bahe's gaze.

He understood well that Yun Residence was now riddled with holes, and Yun Cangxue's betrayal was the last straw that broke the back of Yun Residence.