MOF Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Yan Wuji Sets Tian Yong Residence Ablaze “Rebellious…Rebellious son! How dare you…”

“Whose sword is this? You… who exactly are you? Could it be that you’re the vile creature Cang Su, possessing his body?!”

As Jiang Shining’s words trailed off, a string of yin butterflies, alternating black and white, swarmed towards him.

The *Record of Strange Contracts* states: “Yin butterflies are fire. They ignite upon contact, capable of burning anything. Water cannot extinguish them, nor can earth quell them; only xuan iron coiled silk cloth can put them out.”

“These are yin butterflies?!” A coldness flickered in Jiang Shining’s eyes, and a hint of mockery appeared on his face. He looked at the possessed Jiang Yanhua as if he were something filthy, and spoke with biting sarcasm, “So, it really is you, the monstrous Cang Su, resorting to such insidious tricks to harm my son!”

Jiang Yanhua remained silent, only summoning the yin butterflies to scatter in all directions. Some members of the household, awakened by the commotion, rushed out, only to collide head-on with the yin butterflies, their bodies instantly erupting in flames.

“Aaaaah!” The person immediately writhed on the ground in agony, wailing and screaming. More people emerged to watch, the cautious ones cautiously peeking out with weapons in hand, while the reckless and impulsive charged directly towards the person writhing on the ground.

“What happened?”

“What’s going on here?”

“It’s on fire, help me! Quick, bring me a basin of water!”

Jiang Shining shouted from afar, “What a bunch of fools! Get back, don’t touch those ghostly things!”

He was dealing with Jiang Yanhua on one side and the yin butterflies on the other. One was gradually losing strength, while the fire was gradually spreading.

The fire formed by the yin butterflies was called yin fire. Those who didn’t touch it only felt a chilling aura, but those who were burned experienced the agony of bones cracking and tendons snapping, quickly dying with charred flesh.

As more and more yin butterflies attacked, Jiang Shining, seeing that he was outnumbered, gritted his teeth and summoned Tian Yong Residence’s treasure: “Soul Control, come forth!”

Amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, a spirit umbrella with a purple glow flew through the air, carrying a fierce and surging aura, shaking the surrounding dense forest, causing the trees to bend and leaves to flutter.

The umbrella was a light shade of purple, its surface as hard as xuan iron, imprinted with a soaring feather crane, each face bearing a talisman.

Jiang Shining gripped the iron umbrella handle, stood with the umbrella open, and lightly chanted, “Go!”

The talismans on the umbrella surface faintly pulsed, flying like lightning towards Jiang Yanhua, surrounding him.

As the purple light appeared, Jiang Yanhua felt an unbearable headache, as if his soul were being extracted and his spirit shattered. He couldn’t help but clutch his head, crying out, “Father! It’s me, Father! It hurts, it hurts! Stop! Father, stop!! Aaaah, it hurts so much! Father, save me!!!”

Jiang Shining dared not abandon his efforts, and could only comfort him, “My son, don’t panic. Once I force out that evil thing, I will tear it to pieces!”

“No! It won’t work, Father!” Jiang Yanhua fell to the ground, unable to move, “I’m going to die! I’m going to die! It hurts so much! I’m going to die of pain!

Jiang Shining shouted, “Evil creature! Show yourself!”

While Jiang Yanhua was in pain, a dark figure silently approached Jiang Shining.

“Father…” He barely opened his eyes, and vaguely felt something standing behind Jiang Shining. He hurriedly warned, “Be careful! Father, behind you!”

With a “Pfft,” the dark figure pierced through Jiang Shining’s back!

Jiang Shining didn’t dare to be careless, and diverted some of his attention to summon a righteous soul, stabbing the dark figure through as well. The dark figure cried out silently, retreated a few steps, and turned to flee.

“It’s puppetry!” Jiang Shining was shocked, realizing that tonight would not be peaceful, “This person’s origins are likely not small.”

He quickly sealed his acupoints to prevent excessive loss of spiritual power, and unleashed a Flying Crane Palm, directly knocking the puppet unconscious and sending it crashing to the ground.

Jiang Yanhua was now pale, and having regained his senses, said with difficulty, “Father, stop! I am not possessed by an evil spirit!”

Jiang Shining was suspicious and unwilling to trust him easily, so he asked, “Really? Then why did you suddenly appear here in the middle of the night?”

“I don’t know… I don’t know.” Jiang Yanhua gritted his teeth, trying to endure the pain in his body, but tasted a metallic sweetness in his mouth. He shouted, “Father! Quickly release me and go save people!”

On the other side, the fire had already soared into the sky.

Jiang Shining took out an alert talisman, intending to summon Tian Yong disciples, but there was no response. He used three talismans in a row, all to no avail. Talismans that were usually effective were now failing, and his expression changed drastically. He suddenly realized, “Not good! Someone is imprisoning my Tian Yong disciples!”

Without regard for anything else, Jiang Shining turned to put out the fire. The yin fire, fueled by the wind from the yin butterflies’ flapping wings, stretched all the way to the end of the corridors. The fire was blocking the doors, leaving no way out.

Jiang Shining only had a gathering pouch on him, containing a few useless spirit beads. He quickly took them out, and with a hopeful thought, took out a water-attributed spirit bead and quickly threw it into the fire, surprisingly suppressing a small portion of the flames. But this was the only one he had.

“City Lord, save us! City Lord!”

“Aaaaah! It hurts! City Lord! City Lord!! Save us!!” “City Lord Jiang!”

“Put out the fire! Someone, put out the fire!”

Jiang Shining surged with spiritual power, using a large amount of it to force a narrow path through the fire.

These people were all Jiang’s relatives, all supported by Jiang Shining. Although most of them had no affinity for cultivation, they had seen a lot. Some saw through the situation and ventured out of the small path.

One person was saved, and the others scrambled to follow.

Many people collided and squeezed, trying to get to this path of survival. Those who were weaker were pushed into the fire, and those who were slower were trampled underfoot, creating a scene of utter chaos.

Jiang Shining had first fought with Jiang Yanhua, and then was ambushed by the puppet, leaving wounds that were still slowly bleeding. Now, he had used a lot of spiritual power and couldn’t hold on any longer. He simply retracted the Soul Control Umbrella from Jiang Yanhua’s side, saving some energy.

Once Jiang Yanhua was released, regaining his freedom, he immediately collapsed softly to the ground. He breathed weakly, his chest rising and falling slowly as he regained his strength.

Ahead, the red light soared to the sky. Jiang Shining desperately maintained the path of survival in everyone’s eyes, but Jiang Yanhua was powerless to help.

He looked angrily at his relatives who were begging for help in the fire, a sound of powerless sobbing coming from his throat. Suddenly, the voice like a life-reaping ghost from the Yellow Springs rang in his ears again. Even though he subconsciously blocked his ears, he still couldn’t resist the voice piercing into his ears: “Go, kill them, go, hurry up!”

“Go… kill them…” Jiang Yanhua stared blankly at the sword in his hand, repeating in a low voice, “Kill them, I am Cang Su, avenge me, I am Cang Su! Kill them, kill them! I want to kill them! Kill them!!”

Blood vessels filled his eyeballs, and Jiang Yanhua widened his eyes, gripping the sword in his hand tightly. Like a puppet, he stood up straight and walked forward step by step.

Jiang Shining was running out of spiritual power, and seeing Jiang Yanhua coming, he hurriedly ordered, “Why aren’t you coming over to save people!”

Jiang Yanhua stopped.

“What are you doing?” Jiang Shining was furious, “I’ve taught you so carefully all these years, it’s really…”

Before Jiang Shining could finish speaking, the sword pierced through flesh and struck his heart.

“Rebellious…rebellious son! How dare you…kill your father!” Jiang Shining gritted his teeth, but couldn’t resist a mouthful of blood rising to his throat and flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The small path to safety was finally engulfed in flames. Before Jiang Shining could say anything, he was stabbed several times in a row, losing the strength to stand, and fell backwards.

Jiang Yanhua’s eyes were completely black, without a trace of white. He said each word slowly, “Avenge me, kill them! Avenge me, kill them!” He stepped into the fire, wielding his sword to sever the heads of his closest relatives.

Inside the Jiang Residence, several figures moved like ghosts, and with a flash of cold light, they took the heads of those who were trying to escape. Someone was laughing wildly, clapping his hands and shouting in a strange voice, as if he were avenging a blood feud from a past life.

“Good killing! Good killing!” The person stood on the roof, watching the flames that burned the sky, reaching into the sky, and tears even welled up in the corners of his eyes, “Good death! Good death! All dead, all dead!”

A figure suddenly appeared beside him, his voice very low, “The greatest pleasure in life is avenging a great feud. It’s truly satisfying. But, don’t forget your agreement with me.”

“Oh,” the person wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled, revealing a dimple at the corner of his lips, but his eyes were terribly cold, “Of course. How dare I do something like discarding the bridge after crossing the river in front of a madman like you?”

“That’s best.” After the black-clothed man finished speaking, his shadow disappeared with the sound, vanishing under the eaves.

The remaining person stood in the wind, coldly watching the people trapped in the fire below, in a good mood. Behind him was the blood-red moon, with black clouds swirling like thin smoke. The red light shone on the sword, reflecting the two words on the hilt – “Life Ender.”

The night was as cool as water, and the sounds of insects chirping echoed in the water pavilion. Mo Linyuan’s words echoed in Mo Nanyi’s ears for a long time. Seeing that Mo Nanyi didn’t answer, Mo Linyuan didn’t press him, only saying, “However, I am more inclined to believe that Wen Liangchen and Yan Wuji joined forces to destroy Tian Yong Residence.”

Mo Nanyi sensed something strange and asked, “But, didn’t that Young Master Wen die long ago…? Linyuan, how do you know about these things? Who told you?”

Mo Linyuan smiled lightly and shook his head, “This is a secret, it cannot be spoken.”

Seeing that he didn’t want to say, Mo Nanyi didn’t press him, only saying, “Forget it.”

Outside the window, insects chirped as dawn approached, and inside the room, there was a faint sound of commotion.

Mo Nanyi was awakened by a burst of exclamations. He got up and tidied his clothes, and strode out the door, only to see Mo Liang rushing towards him, looking anxious. As soon as he saw him, he hurriedly opened his mouth, “Young Master Nanyi, a group of commoners is climbing the mountain, trying to break into Water-Ink Immortal Estate!”

“What?” Mo Nanyi’s face showed surprise, but he also felt a sense of “Although it’s outside of reason, it was expected.”

He went with Mo Liang, asking as he walked, “Has this matter been reported to the Sect Leader?”

Mo Liang hurriedly replied, “Mo Xin has already gone. Mo Zhong is leading a group of disciples, still blocking outside Water-Ink Immortal Estate.”

Mo Nanyi nodded, and then thought of something, quickly saying, “Quickly go tell the Third Young Master about this and protect the Third Young Master’s safety. Don’t be the slightest bit negligent!” After saying that, he quickened his pace. Behind him, Mo Liang also hurried towards Yuan Pavilion.

By the time Mo Nanyi arrived outside Water-Ink Immortal Estate, Mo Zhong and the others were already sweating profusely. These commoners were all at their wit’s end, determined to break into Water-Ink Immortal Estate. As soon as they saw Mo Nanyi, they all demanded that he hand over the antidote today.

“Young Master Nanyi, we have waited for too long! Why is your Water-Ink Immortal Estate so inefficient? How long do you want us to wait?”

Mo Nanyi stepped forward and said solemnly, “There is indeed no antidote in Water-Ink Immortal Estate. Even if you break in, it will be of no avail.”

Someone snorted coldly and said in a strange tone, “Young Master Nanyi’s words are quite frank, but the person yesterday clearly said that there was a way to be saved. Why don’t you use it?”

Someone echoed, “It’s better than nothing. Let’s treat a dead horse as if it were alive!”

Someone urged, “That’s right! Why don’t you try it and let us know if it’s true or false? If it’s false, we won’t mention it again in the future.”

Mo Nanyi felt uncomfortable with this situation, seeing everyone glaring at him, the thoughts in their minds were self-evident.

His heart turned cold, and just as Mo Nanyi was about to speak, a person squeezed out from the back of the crowd. That person walked and moved strangely, seemingly inconvenienced by pain, but he stubbornly gritted his teeth and passed through the layers of the crowd, arriving in front of Mo Nanyi.

Before anyone could react, that person grabbed Mo Nanyi’s arm and bit it. Mo Zhong, who was next to him, tried hard to pull him away, but the man refused to let go.

When Mo Nanyi forcefully pulled back his hand, the man already tasted a bloody taste in his mouth. He laughed, as if he were crazy, “There’s hope! There’s hope for me!”