With a burst of mad laughter, a middle-aged man in a white pajamas appeared at the entrance of the manor.
"Miss Li, Empress Li, please, step inside."
Li Xuefeng glanced at the pale yellow stains on the white pajamas and forced herself to speak, suppressing her disgust.
"You are Wu Liang, Sect Master Wu?"
"Indeed, I am Wu Liang. I am truly honored that you, Miss, have traveled thousands of miles to find me."
Wu Liang's lecherous eyes scanned Li Xuefeng shamelessly, his sharp gaze seeming to strip her bare.
"Wu Liang, release my two sisters now, or I will not be polite."
Seeing Wu Liang's posture, Li Xuefeng felt not only revulsion but also worry for her sisters' safety.
"Hahaha, Miss Li, please don't be polite. Consider this your own home. Please, come in."
Wu Liang invited Li Xuefeng with feigned enthusiasm, his attitude somewhat humble, but the lust in his eyes was no longer concealed.
"Hmph! Wu Liang, I advise you not to court death. I am a noble of the Great Sui Imperial family, recognized by the Imperial Clan Court."
Li Xuefeng warned him as she walked into the manor.
"Hehe, Miss Li, rest assured, I will surely make you feel right at home."
Wu Liang followed behind Li Xuefeng, subtly blocking her escape route.
"Hmph, I hope so."
Li Xuefeng glanced at Wu Liang. He was at the late stage of the Xiantian Grandmaster realm, his aura not very stable. Behind him were several disciples at the level of first-rate martial artists, but Li Xuefeng paid them no mind. Too weak!
They walked through the courtyard for about a hundred paces and arrived in a large room. Inside were over a dozen men and women, all disheveled and flushed, their recent activities obvious to Li Xuefeng with a single glance. However, she only swept her eyes over them before turning her cold gaze back to Wu Liang.
"Where are my sisters?"
"Haha~ Aren't they right there? They are all your sisters, your kin."
Wu Liang pointed at the disheveled women, laughing smugly.
"Hahaha… Sister, play with us."
"Hehe… Sister, I'll give you my spot."
Those men and women showed no shame, their laughter unrestrained and debauched.
"Wu Liang, are you attempting rebellion?"
Li Xuefeng asked Wu Liang sternly, staring him in the eye.
"Heh heh~ I wouldn't dare to rebel, but taking in a noble, a lady banished to the Cold Palace by the Great Sui Imperial family, that interests me greatly."
"Heh heh, and besides a peerless beauty, there are two virgins, as familiar as family."
Wu Liang looked at Li Xuefeng and her two sisters, Piaoxue and Xuejing, his lust unhidden.
"Attack."
With Wu Liang's soft command, the room's doors slammed shut, and pink powder scattered from all directions.
"You court death! Piaoxue, Xuejing, kill!"
Li Xuefeng roared, her true qi erupting to protect the three of them. Then, she swept her hand to her waist, and a silver soft sword appeared in her hand. Simultaneously, Piaoxue and Xuejing drew their own soft swords. The three of them, mistress and servants, all practiced with soft swords.
"Hold your breath and kill with all your might."
Li Xuefeng instructed, then transformed into a silver lightning bolt, darting around the room.
"Bitch, how dare you!"
"Ah~ Master, help!"
"Sect Master, save us…"
Curses and pleas for help erupted, but quickly ended. In this room, nineteen men and six women, except for Wu Liang, the Sect Master of Kunshan Sect, who was still of use, all perished. And this happened within thirty breaths. In thirty breaths, Li Xuefeng and her two servants completed twenty-four consecutive kills, and even subdued Wu Liang.
"Em-Empress, be careful. Your sword…"
Seeing the soft sword slice through his neck, Wu Liang felt his heart pound. What truly made his heart shatter was the sight of the corpses on the ground. Three early-stage Xiantian Grandmasters, one mid-stage Xiantian, and twenty disciples at the late stage or even peak of first-rate, all dead before him in mere breaths. What kind of monsters were these three women? Seeing women in their early twenties possess such terrifying strength… Grandmaster? It couldn't be a Grandmaster? There had never been a Grandmaster under thirty. Forget thirty, even Grandmasters under fifty were rare. And wasn't this Li Xuefeng a concubine from the imperial palace? A concubine banished to the Cold Palace!
"Where are my sisters?"
Li Xuefeng did not withdraw her soft sword, but pressed down slightly, deepening the bloody gash.
"Your sisters~ Your sisters are with the Old Ancestor. I'll take you there, I'll take you there, be careful."
Wu Liang said, his face filled with terror, but his eyes were still darting around.
"Lead the way."
Li Xuefeng held her breath, not daring to speak more, as the pink mist filled the room had yet to dissipate. She held the soft sword to Wu Liang's neck, forcing him to open the door and lead the way.
"Bold thieves, release our Sect Master at once!"
"Who is this little bitch, don't they know where they are? How dare they be so presumptuous?"
"Not good! The Sect Master has been taken hostage, quickly call the elders."
"Seek help from the Old Ancestor."
"I'll go gather disciples to assist."
For a moment, the disciples of the Kunshan Sect faced a grave situation, yet fell into disarray.
"Dong~ dong~ dong…"
The bell for the emergency summoning of Kunshan Sect disciples rang thirty-six times. That was the number of rings used when the sect faced a life-or-death crisis.
"Senior Brother, this is the bell to summon disciples! Why are you running down the mountain?"
A young disciple saw his senior brother not heading up the mountain but running down and asked curiously.
"Shh~ Keep your voice down. This thirty-six ring bell signifies a threat of annihilation, indicating the sect has encountered an insurmountable crisis. Since even those experts are invincible, we little shrimp would just be cannon fodder if we went up. Not run? Are we supposed to go die?"
A "knowledgeable" senior brother explained cautiously, carefully avoiding other disciples descending the mountain.
"But… but the sect treated us well, isn't this immoral?"
"Bah~ Go be moral yourself. I'm leaving."
With that, the senior brother used his Qinggong and fled in a flash.
"I'll run too."
Thanks to the "kindness" of a certain disciple, one-third of the Kunshan Sect's disciples chose to flee instead of joining the sect in its fight for survival at the peak.
"Which bastard is causing trouble at my Kunshan Sect!"
A booming roar, full of vigor, echoed, audible throughout the Kunshan Sect, and even faintly in Kunshan City at the foot of the mountain.
"Old Ancestor, it's the Old Ancestor coming out of seclusion! The Kunshan Sect is saved!"
"Yes, let's go back, let's go back and support them."
The Kunshan Sect disciples who were fleeing heard this voice, found their backbone, and became excited again, heading back up the mountain.
Li Xuefeng looked at the stout, elderly man before her, radiating an imposing aura and immense pressure, and said calmly.
"Where are my sisters? Hand them over."
Her sole purpose in coming to the Kunshan Sect was to save her sister.
"Hmph~ Your sister is already dead! And you will die too."
Kunshan Old Ancestor was a master at the late stage of Grandmaster, respected even by the imperial family. Facing a young girl who looked no older than twenty, he couldn't help but underestimate her. Then…
"You deserve to die! All of you deserve to die."
Upon hearing of her sister's death, Li Xuefeng's heart was instantly filled with boundless rage.
"Kill! Leave no one alive!"
Li Xuefeng once again turned into a silver light and vanished from Wu Liang's sight. Simultaneously, she casually slashed Wu Liang's neck, and a massive head flew into the sky. The smile of triumph had not yet faded from the severed head when it froze.