novelraw Chapter 425
Chapter 425
The woman suddenly realized, covering her lips in surprise, "Could it be that I hit the mark? Cousin, you really can't have children?"
Yun Zihao was furious to the extreme.
Back then, hunted by the Murong family, he was forced to hide in a theater troupe, singing female roles for three years.
That damn troupe leader, in order to make him a star, secretly drugged him with a potion that reversed yin and yang, rendering him infertile. This incident had always been his greatest shame!
Now exposed by Chu Ruoyan, he pointed at her and screamed, "Kill her, kill her!!"
Zhuque and his other subordinates drew their swords, but they were surrounded by Mei Hexuan and his men.
Looking at his resentful and unhinged appearance, Yan Zheng chuckled inwardly. Of all the people to offend, he had to offend A'yan, someone who was fiercely protective of her own. Wasn't that just like an old man hanging himself—seeking death?
The two sides clashed, and the sound of clashing blades echoed endlessly throughout the spacious cold palace.
Before long, most of the men Yun Zihao brought were dead or injured. Only a few remained, putting up a desperate fight while shielding him behind them.
"Master, hurry and leave! As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"
Zhuque desperately dragged him outward, but Yun Zihao stood motionless as if his mind was made up. "Good, good! Since you betrayed me first, don't blame me for being ruthless! Elder!"
As his words fell, an old man wrapped in a black robe silently appeared outside the hall.
Without seeing him make any movement, countless venomous creatures suddenly surged out from the four corners of the palace.
Snakes, scorpions, and centipedes, all seemingly under some kind of command, attacked the soldiers of the patrol battalion. In the blink of an eye, dozens of men fell.
"Aunt Luo!"
Yan Zheng gave a sharp shout. An old woman wrapped in a red robe suddenly appeared. She chanted something unknown, and all the venomous creatures stopped. "Senior Brother, after all these years, how is it that you haven't improved at all?"
A flash of astonishment crossed the Elder's eyes. "So it's you... A'luo, they actually invited you here as well?"
Aunt Luo gave a deep smile, seeming somewhat emotional. "Yes. Ever since the master fell into a coma, the elders of the Western Frontier have either died or scattered. To this day, I'm afraid only you and I are left alive."
The Elder said nothing. Yun Zihao sternly said, "Why are you wasting words with her! Summon Yun Zhao to kill them!"
Aunt Luo's expression changed slightly. "Eldest Young Master? What have you done to the Eldest Young Master?"
The Elder sighed. "We each serve our own master, A'luo. Your senior brother has no choice..." After saying that, he placed his bent fingers to his lips and whistled.
Swish!
A cold light flashed. Aunt Luo only felt a sudden chill at her neck. Fortunately, Yan Zheng pulled her back in time, saving her from having her throat slit by a sword.
But then Yun Zhao's sword thrust forward again, every move aimed to kill.
Aunt Luo was proficient in witchcraft and Gu poison, but she knew absolutely nothing about close combat. Mei Hexuan rushed up to block two sword strikes for her, but he could only block two before Yun Zhao kicked him in the chest, causing him to spit blood.
Seeing that the third sword was about to pierce his neck, Yan Zheng shouted, "Shadow!"
In the nick of time, a young boy flew out, barely blocking the tip of the sword!
Yun Zihao's face turned fierce. "Kill him! Kill everyone here, leave no one alive!"
The Elder's whistling became more urgent. Yun Zhao seemed to turn into a killing machine, his sword strikes falling like a sudden downpour. Even Shadow only had the strength to parry. Seeing this, Heiya also joined the fray. Only by fighting two against one did they barely avoid falling into a disadvantage!
Chu Ruoyan's heart hung in her throat, terrified that something would happen to any of them.
She couldn't help but say, "Yan Zheng! To catch the bandits, first catch the ringleader!"
She meant for him to make a move. Capturing either Yun Zihao or the Elder would be enough to restrain Yun Zhao.
However, the Emperor hesitated.
To lure Yun Zihao into the net, Xie Zhizhou and Meng Yang had actually been transferred away. Now in this cold palace, Shadow and Heiya were entangled in the fight and couldn't break away, and Mei Hexuan was severely injured. If he left too, there was truly no way to guarantee her safety.
"Don't worry about me! First..."
Before she could finish her words, her shoulder suddenly sank as a pair of broad, thick hands pressed down on her. "I'll do it."
Chu Ruoyan turned her head in surprise. Seeing that figure in flirtatious red clothes, her heart suddenly relaxed. "Second Brother! You're finally here!"
Yun Lang nodded slightly, giving Yan Zheng a look that told him to protect his little sister well, and then flew forward.
Yun Zihao was greatly alarmed. "Zhuque!"
The young girl met the attack, but was taken down in just two moves.
The Elder turned pale with fright and hurriedly made Yun Zhao turn his sword around.
Clang!!
Fan and sword clashed. Yun Lang was forced back three steps by a tremendous force, suppressing the metallic taste of blood in his throat.
At the same time, there was a slicing sound.
Shadow took the opportunity to stab Yun Zhao in the back of the shoulder with his sword.
"Eldest Brother!"
"Yun Zhao!"
"Eldest Young Master!"
The expressions of several people changed, but Yun Zhao felt no pain. He expressionlessly pulled away and swung his sword down again.
With every swing of his sword, blood gushed wildly from his back shoulder, but he himself was completely oblivious to it. He even fought more fiercely as the battle went on, injuring even Shadow and Heiya.
The tip of Yun Lang's fan pressed against Yun Zihao's throat. "Make him stop!!"
Yun Zihao, however, laughed heartily. "He can't stop. Once he sees blood, he will never stop, unless—" His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said crazily, word by word, "You are willing to kill him!"
Yun Lang's entire body trembled violently, and he swung his fan to kill him.
The Elder rushed over and roared, "The Master is right! A Medicine Man will not rest until death once he sees blood! Yun Zhao is already out of control. Either everyone here dies, or he dies, otherwise he will never stop!!"
With a clatter!
The gold-threaded folding fan in Yun Lang's hand fell to the ground. "A 'Medicine Man'? He's actually a Medicine Man?"
The color completely drained from his face, and Aunt Luo's eyes were also filled with disbelief. "How could he be a Medicine Man... You actually dared to turn the Eldest Young Master into a Medicine Man!?"
Chu Ruoyan felt a wave of panic and grabbed Yan Zheng's hand. "What is a Medicine Man?"
Yan Zheng looked at her with pity and said in a low voice, "Using a human as medicine, a hundred insects devour the brain. They feel no sensation, no pain, and will not rest until death. This is called a Medicine Man... A Medicine Man is even more terrifying than puppetry. Puppetry requires someone to control it to some extent, but a Medicine Man only needs a single word from the caster to fight to the death. Furthermore, there is no way to undo it. Once they leave the caster, their life becomes worse than death. They are far more loyal than puppets. A'yan, A'yan!"
The woman swayed, on the verge of collapsing, and was caught by him just in time.
Yun Zihao smiled fiercely. "That's right! I was the one who had the Elder refine him into a Medicine Man! Speaking of which, you siblings reuniting is all thanks to me. Why aren't you thanking me?"
"You're courting death!!" Yun Lang, in a violent rage, kicked him over.
Yun Zihao spat out blood, but he was still laughing loudly as he climbed up from the ground. "Is it painful? Cousin Yun Lang, this is the consequence of you betraying me! Haha, watch carefully as your eldest brother fights to the death right before your eyes. Or, you could just harden your heart and kill him, helping him end it all once and for all. How about it? Hahahaha!"
Yun Lang's eyes were entirely bloodshot. Chu Ruoyan couldn't help but ask, "Is there really no cure?"
Aunt Luo shook her head and said miserably, "No. Because this method is too cruel, your mother listed it as a forbidden art and forbade future generations from learning it. But I never expected that Senior Brother..."
She glared viciously at the Elder, who lowered his head and remained silent.
Chu Ruoyan only felt her entire body turn cold. Looking over there, they had already fought for two or three hundred rounds. Shadow's shoulder and back, as well as Heiya's thigh, lower abdomen, and seven or eight other places were all bleeding. Seeing that they were about to be unable to hold on, her heart couldn't help but feel a wave of blank despair.
What should they do?