novelraw Chapter 41 - "Linghu Chong’s Death – Junior Sister, You Must Be Happy" ( Part 1 )
Chapter 41 - "Linghu Chong’s Death – Junior Sister, You Must Be Happy" ( Part 1 )
Chapter 41: “Linghu Chong’s Death – Junior Sister, You Must Be Happy” ( Part 1 )
“Yue Buqun didn’t return to Xiangyang?”
Feigning doubt, Wang Xuan gave Huang Rong’s rear a little pat.
As if! He didn’t believe there was a woman in the world with a bigger butt than Huang Rong.
These little tricks—just like the view from her chest—he could see through them at a glance.
Still, now that he knew Mu Nianci’s whereabouts—true or not, he definitely had to go check it out.
If it was real, fine.
But if it was fake and he wasted the trip—he’d be just a tiny bit mad.
Of course, he couldn’t agree the moment Huang Rong opened her mouth.
Can’t spoil her too much.
So Wang Xuan flipped over, pinned Huang Rong beneath him, and whispered in her ear:
“I want to take a different path!”
“What?”
Huang Rong was momentarily confused.
Then she realized what he meant by “different path.”
“Scoundrel! You… don’t touch there!”
But alas—though her mouth protested, her body couldn’t resist at all.
After hearing the report from the spy, Zhao Min let out a cold snort, her face filled with mockery.
“A ‘Gentleman Sword’, huh? He left his disciples behind and ran off himself. What kind of sect leader does that? I’d say not just Huashan Sect, but all Central Plains sects are just fame-seekers and hypocrites!”
She then glanced at Elder Lu Zhangke.
“Didn’t he get hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm? He won’t live long anyway, just leave him be!”
To this, Elder Lu simply nodded, saying nothing. Still, in his heart, he felt something odd about Yue Buqun—he probably wouldn’t die so easily. But for the sake of face, he wasn’t about to mention this suspicion.
“Let’s go check on those Huashan Sect disciples!”
Zhao Min had her subordinates lead the way toward the prison cells.
Inside the dark, damp iron-barred cell, Linghu Chong and the other Huashan disciples were collapsed on the ground—not only gravely injured but also poisoned with the Ten Fragrance Soft Tendon Powder, leaving them unable to even stand.
“It’s not that I want to kill you. It’s just that your master abandoned you and ran away. So don’t blame me!”
With that, Zhao Min waved her hand.
A Da immediately stepped forward, opened the cell door, and casually grabbed a Huashan disciple, dragging him outside.
Seeing this, Linghu Chong struggled and shouted, “What are you going to do?”
Zhao Min gave a cold laugh and replied, “What else? Of course, to feed the wolves. My wolves are all heroes of the grasslands—much more sensible than you Central Plains folk. Can’t let them go hungry!”
Linghu Chong’s eyes widened with fury. He wanted to lunge forward and fight Zhao Min to the death—but completely immobilized, he could only rage helplessly.
“You’re Linghu Chong, right? I hear you’re the top disciple of Huashan Sect?”
Hearing this, Linghu Chong immediately became alert.
“Blame your master for going back on his word and abandoning you. Ah, in your next life, pick a better master.”
After saying this, Zhao Min turned toward the Xuanming Elders and instructed:
“Please take Linghu Chong outside Xiangyang City. I want to see if those people inside are just like Yue Buqun—willing to watch someone die and do nothing!”
“Yes!”
The next morning, the guards of Xiangyang discovered Linghu Chong tied up and left out for sun exposure. They immediately sent word to Guo Jing.
“What?!”
Guo Jing was shocked on the spot.
If Linghu Chong had fallen into Mongol hands, then the others must be in grave danger as well!
“I wonder how Sect Leader Yue is faring?”
Guo Jing immediately asked Huang Rong to invite Ning Zhongze over—and also summoned Wang Xuan.
Upon learning that something had happened to Huashan Sect, Ning Zhongze felt little emotional fluctuation. After all, ever since Yue Buqun had “sold” her to Wang Xuan, she and her daughter Yue Lingshan no longer had any ties to Huashan Sect.
Still, in front of Guo Jing, she pretended to appear deeply concerned.
“Brother Jing, it’s clearly a trap to lure us out of the city. The Mongols have likely already set up a tight encirclement!”
Huang Rong spoke up.
Rescue Linghu Chong? Hah. Whether he lived or died, she couldn’t care less.
Among everyone present, clearly only Guo Jing felt they couldn’t just stand by.
“Sect Leader Yue came from afar to help defend Xiangyang. Now that Huashan Sect is in trouble, how could I stand by and do nothing?”
Guo Jing was torn and didn’t know what to do.
He had hoped Wang Xuan would volunteer, but after waiting a while and seeing that Wang Xuan just sat there calmly sipping tea, he had no choice but to speak up:
“Young Hero Wang, I know this is not your responsibility, but I truly cannot bear to watch someone die without helping. I humbly ask for your assistance!”
“Hero Guo!”
Wang Xuan put down his teacup and stared at Guo Jing.
“Even if you manage to rescue Linghu Chong, then what? Surely the rest of Huashan Sect have been captured too. Can you save them all?”
“This…”
Guo Jing froze.
At that moment, Ning Zhongze stepped forward and said:
“Xiangyang can do without Chong’er, can do without Huashan Sect—but it cannot do without Hero Guo!”
Hearing this, Guo Jing sighed deeply, a helpless look on his face. Since even Ning Zhongze said so, he could only relent.
Held as a hostage, Linghu Chong would never have imagined—even in his dreams—that the woman who once treated him like her own son would be the one to sever his last path to survival!