The Crimson Sun's Embrace

White Shadow let out a cold laugh. "Old man, don't you know what kind of inhuman acts your son, Yang Wudou, commits? Or have your old eyes truly gone blind? Do you want me to bring your grandson before you so you can see the deeds of your scoundrel son?! Hmph, I don't speak without reason. I won't list his evil deeds one by one here; we all know what's what. Yang old man, quickly capture that beast Yang Wudou and make him kneel in the central courtyard to have his head severed as an apology!"

Yang Qianjun's heart jolted when he heard the word "grandson." Both of his sons were martial arts fanatics and capable generals, but their temperaments were vastly different. His elder son was upright, incredibly resolute, acted decisively, and possessed chivalrous courage and a benevolent heart. His second son, however, acted erratically and was known for bullying others. Yang Qianjun had repeatedly tried to discipline him with both kindness and sternness, but the son never changed. Yang Qianjun, pitying him for losing his mother at a young age, reluctantly compromised and set rules for him, with severe punishment for any transgression. One of these rules was that he could not continue the family line without a legally married wife. Thus, Yang Wudou had often harmed the beautiful maids and servants in the manor, but he dared not cross that line, and Yang Qianjun turned a blind eye. But who would have known that with the maid You Ye, things would go wrong. Not only was You Ye pregnant with Yang Wudou's child, but she had also successfully given birth. This was simply a huge scandal for the Yang family, a great misfortune for the household.

Even so, how could Yang Qianjun possibly hand over his own son's life to someone else? Yang Qianjun's expression darkened, and he let out a cold laugh. "Since when has it been your turn, a mere demon, to interfere in the Yang family's affairs? Hmph, today, the slutty maid by your side who seduced her master must receive severe punishment here, washing away the Yang family's reputation with her hot blood."

White Shadow sneered, "Stubborn and unrepentant, even an immortal can't save that little beast. Those who block me die!"

Yang Qianjun roared, "Arrogant! Do you really think I can't deal with you?! Hmph, Thousand Army Break!" As Yang Qianjun's roar fell, he unleashed his might like a roaring lion, his imposing aura exploding forth. The stern formations behind him twisted together, and a thunderous roar erupted, its sound like a colossal bell crashing down. The sonic waves rolled and vibrated, causing the very ground to crack, and the plants and trees rustled, leaves falling and branches breaking.

The vast sound surged towards White Shadow in the sky.

Many of the Yang family's relatives, servants, and generals had their eardrums burst by the sonic waves of Thousand Army Break, with more than half being killed or deafened on the spot. This was a indiscriminate disaster, harming the enemy while also devastating oneself. This move demonstrated Yang Qianjun's decisive and ruthless nature, utterly without hesitation or regard for cost.

White Shadow let out a low cry as the rolling, powerful sound rushed towards her. Her white clothes fluttered as she moved to block You Ye, her hands opening to draw a mystical circle. Essence Qi burst from her body and gathered before her like a mirror, its surface smooth, crystalline like ice, and chillingly pure.

The rolling, powerful sound collided with the Essence Qi ice mirror before White Shadow in an instant.

Hum, hum!

A dull, suffocating sound arose. The air vibrated, making it almost impossible to stand, and one's internal organs trembled. The sound waves hitting the Essence Qi ice mirror were like a heavy hammer striking a giant drum, causing it to vibrate incessantly.

White Shadow's figure swayed, clearly suffering greatly from the sonic wave's impact. Crack! Finally, the Essence Qi ice mirror could no longer withstand the sonic waves of Thousand Army Break. Cracks spread across its surface, and with a crisp crack, the Essence Qi dissipated, and the ice mirror shattered. The rolling sound waves directly struck White Shadow, who let out a muffled groan and flew backward. But this White Shadow was not someone to be trifled with. As she flew back, she casually pulled You Ye to her side, preventing her from falling and suffering damage from the sonic waves. From her appearance, it seemed she still had some energy left.

White Shadow retreated a full ten zhang before finally stabilizing her figure in mid-air, her breathing becoming rapid.

After this violent display that repelled the strange White Shadow in the sky, Yang Qianjun and the elite generals behind him all looked exhausted and pale. When he saw White Shadow still standing proudly in the air with ease, the wrinkles on Yang Qianjun's face contorted, and his eyes grew even colder.

White Shadow let out a cold laugh. "Thousand Army Break is indeed a powerful sonic attack. With so many people united, channeling their energy, it does have some power, but it's far from enough to defeat me. Before I even make a move, you have already exhausted most of your strength. What right do you have to fight me? Yang old man, if you know what's good for you, quickly hand over your son, Yang Wudou. Otherwise, I will blood-wash your entire Yang family overnight! Those who dare to bully women like a game will be killed without mercy! I am giving you time to consider, which is already showing leniency beyond the law, out of consideration for your lifelong military service and upright conduct."

As she spoke, White Shadow lightly flicked her wrist. Six burly men behind Yang Qianjun let out muffled groans, and a chilling coldness rose from their bodies as they collapsed to the ground. These elite soldiers, whom he had personally trained, were all martial arts prodigies with extraordinary talent, but before White Shadow, they were powerless to resist. Witnessing this brutal scene, Yang Qianjun fell silent. Looking at the bloodstains on the ground and the corpses of his kin, half dead and half wounded, his aged body trembled. A soldier's heart is iron-clad, but not without emotion.

White Shadow sighed. "Yang Qianjun, your son's crimes are unforgivable and he is no longer fit to live in this world. I am upholding justice by executing him according to the law. Do you have any objections? A father's failure to discipline his son is a flaw in your life, Yang Qianjun, leading Yang Wudou to his current state..."

The Yang Manor was in great distress, and Yang Wudou's life hung in the balance. The pungent smell of blood and the piercing screams drifted on the wind. His drunkenness had mostly subsided, and he finally sobered up. Hearing White Shadow's voice, he suddenly looked at Ning Chang'an. Yang Wudou's eyes were complex as he asked in a deep voice, "Do I really deserve to die?"

Ning Chang'an replied, "You have done things that deserve death!"

No one is inherently deserving of death; only a price paid with death can compensate. Cause and effect are never wrong.

Yang Wudou's eyes flickered. "Are you here to kill me?"

Ning Chang'an nodded.

Yang Wudou sighed deeply. "There are quite a few people who want to kill me, but I don't want to die yet, and no one can make me die! Who gets to decide my fate?" Yang Wudou roared suddenly, his toes pushing off the ground. His figure shot out like lightning, and in a flash, he crossed the backyard and landed beside his father, Yang Qianjun.

Yang Wudou looked up at White Shadow in the sky and shouted, "Demon! If you want to kill me, come at me! Zhao Lei, you truly are a calamity, a femme fatale. I should have killed you myself back then to cut off all future troubles!"

Zhao Lei was You Ye, her real name.

Looking down from high above at Yang Wudou, who had suddenly appeared in her sight, You Ye's eyes flickered. Because of the distance, she couldn't see Yang Wudou's expression clearly, but she could imagine his furious look. It was an expression she would never forget in her life, etched into her heart in an extremely cruel manner. When she was still a pure young maid, it was this furious person who had dragged her into his room, stripped her naked, and defiled her on the bed. That furious face had once been her nightmare; whenever it flashed in her mind, she lost her appetite and couldn't sleep.

You Ye resentfully said, "You are truly heartless! Do you think that with your status, martial arts, and wealth, you can trample on everything others have and arbitrarily take their lives? When you drove me away, I told you that you would regret it. You didn't expect it, did you? Retribution has come so quickly. I'm not dead yet, and my child hasn't grown up, yet your retribution has arrived. Do you know that I came here today intending to die by your hand? I wanted to plant the seeds of hatred with my life, so that your son, whose identity you will never know, would completely overthrow the Yang Manor in the future and kill you with his own hands. Isn't that cruel? Hmph, when dealing with a cruel person, why talk about mercy? Haha, Zhao Lei is dead, only You Ye remains..."

Yang Wudou burst into laughter. "Bitch! You still want to kill me and overthrow my Yang family?" Yang Wudou drew his saber and pointed it directly at You Ye, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Yang Qianjun said in a deep voice, "Prepare the crossbows!" Large military-grade crossbows were raised in unison, aimed at the two figures in the sky, ready to fire at any moment.

White Shadow sighed. "It's useless! Yang old man, since you are stubborn and unrepentant, don't blame me for being impolite. The Yang family should not be destroyed because of a beast!"

Yang Qianjun raised his hand and pressed it down heavily, his expression resolute. Nearly a hundred crossbows behind him fired simultaneously. The sound of them breaking through the air was incessant. Three volleys in a row, the arrows flew like locusts, and cold glints filled the sky.

As White Shadow's figure shifted, she repeatedly struck out with her hands, flicking her fingers to release mysterious, chilling Essence Qi into the air. Yang Qianjun roared, "Dodge!" The elite members of the Yang Manor were all gathered here, and those who could endure until now were all formidable. As Yang Qianjun uttered the word "Dodge," those who were about to evade were already half a step too late. Muffled groans that made one's scalp tingle came one after another. One by one, people froze entirely and collapsed to the ground. White Shadow killed with such speed, it was like harvesting wheat.

Yang Qianjun was, after all, a soldier. His military campaigns were won through elite troops and clever strategies. Although his martial arts were powerful and seasoned, he was still far inferior to the mysterious White Shadow; they were not comparable at all. Yang Qianjun was outmatched, let alone those behind him. This was simply a slaughter. Yang Qianjun's eyes were about to burst. The only one in the field who could still cope was Yang Wudou, who swung a narrow saber, breaking through the Essence Qi power and standing proudly.

White Shadow let out a cold laugh and suddenly dived down with You Ye. She said faintly, "You Ye, remember this: in the future, you can also be like me, saving unfortunate sisters and punishing wicked men, free from laws and unrestrained."

You Ye's eyes showed longing and curiosity. "What are 'unfortunate sisters'?"

White Shadow replied, "Sisters who have suffered injustice and oppression!"

You Ye asked again, "What are 'wicked men'?"

White Shadow said, "The culprits, like Yang Wudou!"

Like a fleeting shadow, White Shadow arrived before Yang Wudou. Yang Wudou let out a fierce roar and suddenly slashed out with his long saber, his technique precise, his angle vicious, his saber style domineering.

This saber strike had almost no flaws. Ning Chang'an stared intently at Yang Wudou's saber strike, his expression grave. If he were to face such a strike himself without the Gloomy Cold Soul Severing Sword, he would undoubtedly suffer greatly, losing an arm at best, or his life at worst. This saber strike contained all his strength, channeled the energy of his entire body, and was infused with his killing intent. It was Yang Wudou's proudest saber strike, his trump card.