The Bull-Licking Warrior's Sister

"Insolent junior! Today, I will capture you and send you to Cloudlight Cave on Iron Brake Mountain, so Senior Brother Du'e can punish you severely!"

When Jiang Ziya heard Zheng Lun say, "What the hell are you, to think you deserve to be my martial uncle?" his face alternated between green and white. Gritting his teeth, he spoke coldly.

Ever since descending the mountain, every remark of his invoked West Kunlun, every sentence mentioned the Jade Void Palace, and he constantly proclaimed himself a disciple of Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi. He utterly disregarded the fact that, after forty years of cultivation, he had only reached the Qi Refining into Spirit Realm, yet demanded that the third-generation disciples of both sects address him as martial uncle. Now that Zheng Lun had stripped him of his dignity like this, how could he suppress his indignation?

"You think you can capture me? Come and try my abilities, then! Let's see what you learned under your second senior brother!"

Zheng Lun sneered. Then he raised his hand and struck his nose hard. The instant white mist surged out, a thunderous "Hum!" exploded through heaven and earth!

"Seal the sense of hearing!"

But almost at the very moment Zheng Lun made that sound, Jiang Ziya unhurriedly formed a hand seal, shutting off his hearing and cutting out every sound from the outside world.

Zheng Lun's Hum Word Technique shook a person's sense of hearing to jolt their soul out of their body. By sealing his hearing now, Jiang Ziya had cut off the technique's means of transmission. Zheng Lun's attack was like a punch thrown into cotton, meeting nothing that could take its force.

West Kunlun's techniques truly are exquisite!

Zheng Lun inwardly sensed trouble. Raising his Demon-Subduing Pestle, he spurred the Fiery-Eyed Golden-Pupiled Beast beneath him and swung heavily at Jiang Ziya.

"Thunder Draw!"

Before Zheng Lun could reach him, Jiang Ziya lightly swept the fly-whisk in his hand and uttered a cold command.

Crack!

In an instant, a thunderclap exploded between heaven and earth. Beneath the clear daylight sky, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl's mouth suddenly crashed down onto Zheng Lun's head. His whole body went weak, stars swam before his eyes, and he collapsed to the ground!

"You..."

Zheng Lun roared and tried to rise, but his limbs were weak and numb. He could not move an inch.

Just then, Jiang Ziya closed in. With a wave of his hand, three Long Nails flew out and pierced Zheng Lun's upper, middle, and lower dantians, locking his three spiritual souls and pinning his seven bodily souls. His body instantly stiffened, leaving him sprawled rigidly on the ground, unable to move at all.

"For Senior Brother Du'e's sake, I won't kill you today. But you must still receive a little punishment!"

Looking down at Zheng Lun, Jiang Ziya snorted coldly. Then he stepped forward and planted his foot heavily on Zheng Lun's face, grinding and stomping it mercilessly.

With his face trampled over and over, Zheng Lun was nearly driven mad and on the verge of passing out. But his dantians were sealed, and he could not muster the slightest strength anywhere in his body. Limp on the ground, he could only let Jiang Ziya throw back his head in crazed laughter while viciously trampling his face.

"I'll leave you here while I help Brother Bi Gan confront that tyrant. Let's see what he can do without your support!"

After that frenzy of stomping, Jiang Ziya felt the resentment in his heart ease a little. With a cold snort, he set off toward the royal palace.

Meanwhile, Fang Xiang and Fang Bi had already led their soldiers to the palace with Yang Ren, arriving in a mighty procession!

"Generals Fang, Physician Yang, what are you trying to do?!"

At the sight of the three men, the general guarding the gates immediately demanded an answer in a stern voice.

"Di Xin is tyrannical by nature, vicious and ruthless, extravagant beyond all restraint! Last night, he angered the Heavenly Dao and brought down divine lightning as a warning! Such an immoral, foolish ruler shows no regard for the gods. Everyone beneath heaven has the right to condemn him! Today, we three will force his hand on behalf of the people, making him abandon evil and return to righteousness, so that upright men may fill the court! If you know what's good for you, open the palace gates now and let us enter. Only then will you deserve to be called loyal subjects!"

Yang Ren urged his horse forward and pointed at the defending general atop the palace wall, shouting every word with force.

"How dare you!"

The defending general barked furiously.

Whoosh!

But before he could finish speaking, Fang Bi, below the wall, had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow. Taking him by surprise, he loosed it straight into the general's face. The man pitched off the wall and slammed into the ground, reduced to a bloody pulp.

"Breach the palace gates! Capture the king and make him abandon evil for righteousness!"

At this, Yang Ren raised his arm and shouted, leading Fang Bi and Fang Xiang's soldiers as they brought out siege equipment and charged toward the palace.

For a time, the siege rumbled and battle cries shook the heavens. Inside the palace walls, everything descended into chaos. Young palace maids ran about everywhere, trembling in terror.

"Your Majesty! Yang Ren has brought Fang Xiang and Fang Bi to attack the gates! They mean to rebel against their sovereign and force your hand. What should we do?"

Empress Jiang was also filled with panic. Holding Yin Hong and Yin Jiao by the hands, she hurried to Shouxian Palace. Seeing Daji helping Di Xin put on his dragon robe, she hastily crouched down and bowed.

"Physician Yang and the two Generals Fang mean well! Your Majesty, you disrespect the gods, slaughter loyal ministers, and even intend to build the Deer Terrace. You have already shown the makings of a tyrant, and you deserve this warning! In my opinion, you should carry thorn branches on your back to the palace gates and confess your sins before your subjects and the gods, begging their forgiveness!"

Before Di Xin could speak, a woman entered from outside. Dressed in yellow robes, with a square face and sharply upturned brows, she looked overbearing and vicious. She shouted each word emphatically.

How could Di Xin's taste have been so poor!

At the sight of this woman, Di Xin immediately frowned.

"Consort Huang, what are you saying? These subjects have come to force the king's hand, and somehow it's His Majesty's fault?"

Hearing this, Queen Jiang immediately looked at the woman and loudly refuted her.

So she's Huang Feihu's younger sister. No wonder...

Hearing those words, Di Xin gave a cold sneer and understood. The original Di Xin had taken this woman as a consort not for her beauty or talent, but for the family behind her. He had intended to use her to placate the conservative faction.

Relying on her status as Huang Feihu's younger sister, Consort Huang had grown accustomed to acting without restraint in the palace. She would not even show Empress Jiang much respect.

"If His Majesty had done nothing wrong, why would his ministers force his hand? Sister, if you ask me, you're at fault too. A virtuous wife keeps her husband from making mistakes. If you were virtuous, His Majesty would never have ended up like this!"

Sharp-tongued Consort Huang immediately answered Empress Jiang's words with a cold retort.

At those words, Empress Jiang's face immediately dimmed.

Slap!

Hearing this, Di Xin gave Daji a meaningful look. Daji stepped forward and delivered a heavy slap across Consort Huang's face. With that crisp crack, five savage, bloody marks immediately appeared on her square face, which swelled high.

Empress Jiang startled at the sight, but warmth and gratitude appeared in her gaze as she looked at Daji.

"You bitch! You dare strike me! Do you know who my elder brother is..."

Consort Huang flew into a rage, pointing at Daji and roaring hoarsely.

"Consort Huang, don't cry injustice. I think Daji was right to strike you! Since you yourself said the empress is the wife, you are merely a concubine. In a household, a concubine who talks back to the wife deserves a slap! And after being struck, you threaten others because you're Huang Feihu's younger sister. Have you ever considered whose woman you are?"

Di Xin glanced unhurriedly at Consort Huang. After those mild words, he continued, "It seems that after three days without a beating, you've become so cheap you've forgotten who you are! The empress is good-tempered and won't stoop to your level. If it were up to me, I would have had you beaten into a yard-long smear of red long ago! You asked Daji who your elder brother is, so I'll answer for her. Isn't your elder brother Huang Feihu, the bull-licking warrior..."

[Negative Emotion Points from Huang Yu: +250...]

As his words fell, Consort Huang panted heavily. Her cheeks, already reddened by Daji's slap, now turned so red they looked ready to drip blood.

Cheap!

Bull-licking warrior!

Those few short words burst like thunder, leaving Consort Huang's head ringing wildly. The suffocating fury in her heart nearly made her explode.

"You want me to confess my sins before that pack of petty scoundrels? Fine. I'll take you along and show you exactly how I confess to them!"

Looking down at Huang Yu, Di Xin sneered. Then he extended a hand and said mildly, "Who dares come with me to confront those enemies?!"

"I, your son, am willing!"

"I, your consort, am willing!"

At his words, Empress Jiang, Yin Hong, and Yin Jiao immediately looked at Di Xin and answered loudly.

[Daji's affection and loyalty: +20, cumulative total: +40...]

"Daji..." Daji gazed at Di Xin with tender affection. Her voice was soft, yet firm as iron. "Is willing to follow Your Majesty, before your whip and behind your horse, riding forth at your command!"