Was a Grand Martial Master Such a Big Deal?

Without another word, Mu Yunxi took out the Origin Stabilizing Pill she had refined yesterday and fed it into Mu Yunmo's mouth.

An icy, vicious, bloodthirsty aura was already brewing in her eyes.

Damn it, she had still arrived a step too late, leaving her second brother so badly injured.

The damned Zhu Clan, the damned Zhu Jianqiang-she, Mu Yunxi, would not let a single one of them off!

"Xi'er, your second brother... I'm fine..."

"Second Brother, don't speak. Leave this to me. I, Mu Yunxi, will never let someone bully you and leave it at that. I'll make him pay a far more agonizing price!"

Mu Yunxi's vicious, bloodthirsty eyes were scarlet, steeped in chilling murderous intent. She looked like an asura who had crawled out of hell, striking terror into people's hearts. The oppressive, murderous aura surrounding her, which no one dared meet head-on, was enough to make them tremble!

"Heavens, what is Ninth Miss Mu trying to do? Does she actually intend to cripple Eldest Young Master Zhu's dantian?"

"How could she? I've heard that the Mu Clan's trash has become powerful, but the chancellor's eldest grandson is an initial-stage grand martial master. However powerful Mu Yunxi is, she couldn't possibly be his match!"

Voices rose all around her. Murderous intent filled Mu Yunxi's vicious eyes, but an icy smile curled her bloodthirsty lips.

Was an initial-stage grand martial master such a big deal?

An initial-stage grand martial master was exactly who she, Mu Yunxi, was going to beat up!

"Mu Yunxi, you piece of trash! You finally crawled out of your turtle shell! If you know what's good for you, slit your throat in atonement!"

Standing some distance away, Zhu Jianqiang stared at Mu Yunxi, his face dark and twisted with ferocity and murderous intent!

"Slit my throat in atonement? You rapist pig, you're the one who should slit his throat! You injured my second brother, and you think you can go on living without a scratch?"

Mu Yunxi sneered. Her imperious, arrogant face held an intimidating air that brooked no doubt, leaving even Zhu Jianqiang momentarily stunned.

How could this trash possess such a powerful, oppressive aura? She was clearly a piece of trash without even a trace of internal force.

The spectators around them burst out laughing at Mu Yunxi's words.

Zhu Jianqiang-wasn't that practically "rapist pig"?

Who would have thought the people in the chancellor's residence were so learned when it came to naming children!

"Damn you, Mu Yunxi! It seems you want me to kill you myself. In that case, I'll grant your wish!"

Zhu Jianqiang's face filled with fury. He gave Mu Yunxi a contemptuous smile, as though looking at an ant.

"Is that so? Unfortunately, I won't be granting yours!"

Zhu Jianqiang unleashed his aura, and Mu Yunxi refused to show weakness. Even facing the furious onslaught of an initial-stage grand martial master, her expression did not change in the slightest.

"What? Ninth Miss Mu really went to meet him head-on! Does she have a death wish? He's an initial-stage grand martial master!"

"Heavens, what am I seeing? Ninth Miss Mu actually evaded three moves from an initial-stage grand martial master without a scratch!"

"Beautiful! The Mu Clan's ninth miss is about to rise!"

Watching Mu Yunxi and Zhu Jianqiang clash, the surrounding spectators all cast awestruck looks at Mu Yunxi.

Even Zhu Jianqiang had not expected a mere piece of trash from the general's residence to suddenly become so powerful.

But a cold sneer soon returned to his eyes!

So what if she had become a little stronger? Would he, Zhu Jianqiang, a dignified initial-stage grand martial master, fear a piece of trash like her?

A flash of silver suddenly flickered from Zhu Jianqiang's sleeve and stabbed toward Mu Yunxi.

Today, he would make sure this trash died by his hand.

A keen edge blazed in Mu Yunxi's vicious, icy black eyes. At the fleeting silver glint, she could not help curling her lips in a contemptuous sneer.

Mu Yuyan and Mu Luoyan, who had been hiding in the shadows all along, had eyes filled with malice and jealous hatred. They wished Mu Yunxi would hurry up and die by Zhu Jianqiang's hand, ending everything once and for all.

Mu Yunmo, who had been helped aside to lean against a support, fought back the pain inside his body, his eyes fixed worriedly on Mu Yunxi. Seeing the dazzling gleam flash in Zhu Jianqiang's hand, he was alarmed.

"Ninth Sister, watch out!"

"Mu Yunxi, die!"

Zhu Jianqiang bellowed ferociously.

Yet!

Under Mu Yunmo's worried gaze and Mu Yuyan's gleeful one, the situation suddenly changed.

At some unknown moment, the dagger thrusting toward Mu Yunxi had ended up in her hand. Its sharp blade flashed like lightning as it slashed viciously across Zhu Jianqiang's wrist.

With a flick of her slender hand, she severed the tendons in Zhu Jianqiang's left wrist in an instant.

"Ah! Bitch, you dare sever my tendons!"

Mu Yunxi looked at Zhu Jianqiang's pain-filled, twisted face and smiled coldly, wild and arrogant.

"I told you I would make you pay. This is only the beginning!"

Demonic, frenzied, bloodthirsty murderous intent brewed in her eyes.

The next second, Mu Yunxi gave Zhu Jianqiang no time to react. Her elusive figure flashed as she employed the Ghost Bewildering Trace Steps, appearing beside him once more.

The sharp dagger slashed.

The tendons in his right wrist were severed as well!

But Zhu Jianqiang's nightmare had only just begun.

"Mu Yunxi, you'd better kill me with one stroke! Otherwise, my Zhu Clan will never let you off! Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, we'll kill you!"

At the entrance to the general's residence, Zhu Jianqiang's agonized screams and furious roars grew increasingly wretched.

Mu Yunxi showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, she smiled charmingly. "Then your Zhu Clan's people will have to stay alive!"

With those words, Mu Yunxi raised her hand and brought the blade down, aiming the sharp dagger at the tendons in both of Zhu Jianqiang's ankles.

"Stop, you vile wretch! Stop this instant, or don't blame this old man for killing you!"

Suddenly, an angry, commanding roar descended from the sky, bearing down on Mu Yunxi with oppressive force.

It sent her blood and qi surging, and she desperately forced down the mouthful of blood that rose into her throat.

Her feet nevertheless trembled slightly despite herself.

"Look, it's the old chancellor! It's over. Ninth Miss Mu is in trouble now, too. The old chancellor may not be as strong as Old General Mu, but he's still a peak martial saint!"

At the sudden furious roar, the surrounding crowd all took a step back.

A powerful, high-ranking aura bore down on her. Mu Yunxi, only a high-stage martial master, was still far too weak!

But so what? No one could stop her from laying hands on someone she, Mu Yunxi, intended to attack!

Suppressing the bloody sweetness churning in her chest, Mu Yunxi's gaze turned ruthless, and the sharp dagger in her hand steadily cut toward the tendons in Zhu Jianqiang's ankles.

"Aah!"

An agonized scream swept through the air. Despite the oppressive might of a peak martial saint, Mu Yunxi had still severed Zhu Jianqiang's ankle tendons.

Such formidable daring and presence left even the surrounding spectators stunned with fright.

"Ah, you vile wretch! You dare cripple a member of my Zhu Clan? Die!"

Old Chancellor Zhu had already brought his oppressive might down on Mu Yunxi, believing he had cowed her.

How could he have expected this damned little Mu Clan scoundrel to still dare sever the wrist and ankle tendons of the grandson he was proudest of?

Fury erupted from within him, wave after wave.