Leading a Raid on a Bandit Den

Yun Manman thought they could practice today, then hunt beasts tomorrow for better results. Just as she was about to speak,

her gaze abruptly sharpened and snapped toward a certain direction.

Everyone immediately went on alert and swiftly surrounded Yun Manman to protect her.

In their hearts, however powerful she was, their foremost duty was to protect her. Even sacrificing their lives would be worth it.

Yun Manman took a veiled hat out of her backpack and put it on. Yuanwei and the others also donned their veils.

Sure enough, footsteps soon sounded, followed by voices grumbling and swearing.

"Scar, the chief kills a few women every day. What exactly is he playing at?"

A rough voice immediately answered,

"Do you have a death wish? You actually dare talk about him? Let's hurry up and find some women to take back, or we'll get beaten again for coming back empty-handed."

Another voice sounded, somewhat irritated.

"They're strictly investigating the missing women in the county town now. We absolutely can't go there again. But out here in these desolate mountains and wild woods, any women we meet would have to be female ghosts, wouldn't they?"

Yun Mo and the others did not dare look at Yun Manman, so they could only turn their gazes toward Yuanwei and the others, nodding in wholehearted agreement.

These were not just female ghosts, but ferocious ones who could take lives!

Yun Manman gave Yun Mo and the others a hand signal. All the men instantly scattered and vanished.

Yuanwei looked at Yun Manman and nodded, then stepped forward to support the others as they headed toward the voices.

"Ah! Who are you? Don't come any closer! Our young lady is frail. She cannot meet men!"

Yuanwei's soft, sweet voice carried just the right amount of fear.

The three bandits opposite them stared at the eight servants and their mistress, somewhat dumbfounded.

After a long moment, a bucktoothed man as skinny as a monkey spoke.

"Third Chief, Scar, are... are these women?"

The man named Scar had a scar across his face, a vicious gaze, and a tall, imposing build. With a somewhat dim-witted look in his eyes, he grinned and spoke.

"So many women! Enough to keep the chief entertained for days. I can finally have some proper fun with my crickets."

The composed man holding a saber frowned deeply as he looked at Yuanwei and the others. An unusual look flickered through his eyes before he urged them on impatiently.

"Monkey, go watch them from behind. Let's head back."

...Yuanwei was somewhat surprised. They were not even going to question them?

They were just taking them away?

Yun Manman narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched the third chief. He seemed hot-tempered, but his mind was actually steady.

He had clearly noticed something was wrong with them, yet he had chosen to take them back without exposing them.

Yuanwei, Yun Fang, and Yun Yin walked at the front.

Yun Chuan and Yun Mang supported Yun Manman.

Yun Yan, Yun Yu, and Yun Suo guarded them from behind as they slowly followed the men ahead through the mountain woods.

They walked for roughly half an hour.

The two men ahead stopped. Monkey, who was behind Yun Manman and the others, spoke to them without a shred of courtesy.

"Hey, you woman at the front, hold on to Scar. All of you close your eyes and just follow our third chief."

Yuanwei and the others all looked at Yun Manman.

Yun Manman raised her eyes and looked ahead. Before them stood a cliff face, without any visible opening.

Watching the third chief's footsteps, Yun Manman was somewhat surprised.

It looks like this bandit den has a trick or two up its sleeve!

No wonder women had been disappearing one after another without any clues. A formation had been set up here.

She had already cultivated the Lotus Heart Art to the third level. Although she knew nothing about formations, the Lotus Heart Art's true qi could break through all illusions.

Yun Manman gave a slight nod.

Yuanwei and Yun Fang immediately stepped forward and struck the third chief's and Scar's acupoints. Yun Suo, at the rear, also subdued Monkey.

Yun Chuan whistled. Within a few breaths, Yun Mo and the others came flying over from the distance.

Yun Manman turned to look behind her. Yuanwei, Yun Mo, and everyone else lined up in perfect unison, and Yun Manman's cool, steady, powerful voice rang out.

"Everyone, heed my orders!"

"Yes!"

"Yuanwei, Yun Fang, rescue the captured women. Yun Lin and Yun Chuan, find the evidence and the storehouses.

"Yun Mo, lead everyone to capture every bandit inside. They must be maimed, but leave them alive."

"Yes!"

As Yun Manman turned, a white lotus rose between her fingers and instantly dispersed.

With a flick of her wrist, she sent out a powerful surge of true qi. The cliff face gradually dissolved, revealing a valley within.

At the entrance, Scar's and Monkey's pupils widened in shock. That fucking works too?

This formation was their chief's exclusive technique!

Only the third chief showed a complicated look in his eyes. He lowered his head, his thoughts unknown.

Yun Manman looked at the valley before her. A cliff wall stood at the back, with houses and multistory buildings on either side. She lightly raised her hand in a signal.

Yun Mo and the others tossed Scar and his companions inside, then leaped straight into the fray.

The clash of blades immediately rang out, accompanied by sounds of fighting, killing, and shouting.

Yun Manman watched everyone's performance on the field.

This was their first experience of slaughter. She hoped their performance would not disappoint her.

This would help them grow much faster than hunting wild beasts!

Suddenly, Yun Manman's icy gaze shot toward the second floor in the distance. Then a white blur wearing a veiled hat flashed swiftly past.

Clang!

Yun Manman raised the dagger in her hand and intercepted a poisoned needle as fine as a strand of hair.

Yun Mo felt somewhat ashamed. After practicing martial arts for so long, he still needed Sister Man to rescue him.

Yun Manman spoke directly, her voice cold and merciless.

"Cut off his arm. There's no need to be softhearted. As for the person hiding in the shadows, I'll deal with them!"

With that, Yun Manman leaped straight toward the second floor.

Various hidden weapons instantly shot from the window: poisoned needles as fine as hairs, poisoned arrows, poisonous powder...

Although none of these could hurt her, just looking at them was irritating.

Yun Manman sent out a mass of true qi, blasting a large hole in the wall on the right, then swiftly flipped inside.

There were only hidden-weapon mechanisms in the room, with no one in sight. After sweeping her gaze around,

Yun Manman waved her hand to open the hidden passage's door and leaped straight inside.

It was gloomy and damp within. Yun Manman held her breath and focused her senses, then abruptly opened her eyes and sped in one direction.

Just as Yun Manman reached an entrance, she encountered a man coming out.

The man wore black robes. His triangular eyes were vicious and lecherous, and the skin of his face was unnaturally pale.

Yun Manman spotted the glittering gold behind him, then looked at the glittering gold in his arms. The corners of her lips curled.

Ancient people really are tacky, always hiding gold and silver in secret chambers and hidden passages. But I like it!

"Hmph, you're quite capable, catching up to me so quickly. You dared destroy my stronghold today. I'll kill you for this!"

"Unfortunately, I don't want to kill you."

The viciousness in the man's eyes faltered slightly. Has she taken a fancy to me?

"I want you to wish you were dead!"

With that, Yun Manman's figure became a blur.

The man saw only a figure flash beside him before searing pain shot through his wrists and ankles. His limbs hung limp, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Terror filled the man's triangular eyes, and he tried to scream. Yun Manman immediately raised her hand and struck his mute acupoint.

She lifted the tip of her foot. With two cracks, his kneecaps shattered. His face twisted in pain, but he could not make a sound.

Yun Manman picked up a rust-covered saber from the secret chamber and stabbed it straight into the man's thigh.

Her fair, delicate hand gripped the hilt as she dragged him forward.

With a casual wave, she collected the gold and silver behind her into her space. The man's eyes bulged from the pain, and he wanted to faint, but the intense agony kept him from losing consciousness.

Terror and sinister malice filled the man's eyes. How on earth had those fools provoked an expert like this?