Chapter 101: The Journey to Jianglin
That Cai Xiaoya was completely dumbstruck! More than a dozen legendary Martial Saints! Yet they had been slaughtered in an instant like ants! Only one remained! This world must be insane to have produced a monster like Ling Xiao!
Outside, amid the blood, a Kongtong disciple knelt, his face ashen and filled with despair. Steam rose from his crotch; a stench of urine mixed with blood made one want to vomit.
Ling Xiao walked over to him. The man couldn't stop trembling. A dignified Martial Saint had actually been scared to tears.
“D-don’t kill me... don’t kill me... wuwuwu...”
Ling Xiao patted his head and comforted him, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t kill you.”
“You... you really won’t kill me?”
Ling Xiao smiled but didn’t answer. He simply turned and walked into the Cai family courtyard.
“Go back and tell Kongtong: the day the Hundred Sects Tournament begins will be the day Kongtong falls. I’ll be waiting for you in Jiangzhou.”
The Martial Saint shuddered, ignored the blankness in his mind, stamped his foot, scrambled up, and ran. In a few breaths, he vanished around the street corner.
Ming Cheng licked his lips. “Young Master, those bastards of Kongtong will surely come out in full force on the day of the Hundred Sects Tournament and head straight for Jiangzhou.”
“That would be for the best. The Hundred Sects Tournament has gone on for so many years—it’s time to put an end to it all. Prepare the car. We’re returning to Jiangzhou.”
“Yes!”
...
Ling Xiao did not take the northwest for now. Without eliminating Kongtong, taking the northwest would be pointless. Anyway, there were still more than ten days—no need to rush. As for Shen Qingshan, since Ye Gucheng was dead, Kongtong would naturally deal with him. Ling Xiao didn’t need to lift a finger.
...
The car returned to Jiangzhou at midnight. The light on the second floor of the Ling Family Medical Hall was still on, and Ling Xiao couldn’t help but frown slightly.
When the door opened, Xiu’er came out wearing an overcoat draped over her shoulders.
“Young Master, you’re back?”
“Mm. Why is the light on the second floor still on?”
“Young Master, since you left, the young mistress hasn’t turned off the light these past two days. She probably thought you might come back at any moment.”
“That silly girl.”
Ling Xiao couldn’t help but sigh. “You all go to sleep. Don’t make any noise.”
“Yes!”
With that, he headed straight for the second floor. Stepping softly into the room, Ling Xiao felt warmth in his heart, and also a touch of heartache.
Mu Yiren was already asleep, but not in bed—she was slumped over the desk. That silly girl might have slept like this for the past two days.
He walked over, gently stroked Mu Yiren’s hair, and sent a wisp of true qi into her to help her sleep more soundly. Only then did he carry her to bed, hold her in his arms, and sleep until dawn.
The next day at eight, the sun was already high, shining down on them. Before long, Mu Yiren woke up from the heat. She opened her eyes and saw a pair of starry eyes staring at her. She was startled for a moment, then joy spread across her face.
“Ling Xiao, you’re back!”
“Mm. I came back last night.”
Mu Yiren smiled shyly. She wanted to look at him, but didn’t dare, so she glanced elsewhere. “Last night... you held me while you slept?”
“What else? Whose little piggy left drool on my clothes?”
“You’re so annoying.”
Mu Yiren gave a coy protest, but her heart felt as sweet as if it had been filled with honey.
Her bashful look made Ling Xiao’s gaze turn somewhat heated. He breathed warmly into Mu Yiren’s ear and said, “Sister Yiren, when will the two of us truly become one?”
“You... you’re going to die! Who... who would become one with you?”
“You’re the one who said when we were kids that you’d give me lots of children.”
Mu Yiren punched Ling Xiao hard, then buried her head into his chest, not daring to say another word. Ling Xiao ruffled her hair.
“Silly girl, if you don’t want to, I can wait.”
Mu Yiren quickly lifted her head and said, “I... I do.”
Then she shyly lowered her head again. “You... don’t bully me. If... if you really want to, wait until tonight.”
“Then it’s a deal.”
“Mm~.”
Mu Yiren’s voice was already barely audible.
After a while, as if remembering something, she broke free from Ling Xiao’s embrace.
“Ling Xiao, let’s get up quickly. Today I need to go to my grandmother’s house.”
“Isn’t your grandmother’s house in Jianglin?”
“Mm! My grandmother had a cerebral infarction. She’s lying in bed and can’t move. I must go see her.”
Ling Xiao nodded. “Right, you should go see her. Come on, I’ll go with you.”
“Mm!”
Mu Yiren nodded happily. Since her parents died, she had always gone to Jianglin alone. Now, at last, there was someone to accompany her.
...
Jianglin was very close to Jiangzhou—only an hour’s drive. Before noon, Ling Xiao and Mu Yiren had already arrived. After getting off the highway, Xiu’er spoke up.
“Young Master, the person in charge of Jianglin is Tang Luochen. Should I have him come pay his respects?”
“No need. I’m just accompanying Yiren to visit her relatives. There’s no need to make such a fuss.”
“Yes!”
The car soon arrived at an upscale residential compound in Jianglin. Mu Yiren’s grandmother had some family assets. In Jianglin, though they weren’t a top-tier wealthy clan, they were no ordinary family; otherwise, they couldn’t have formed a marriage alliance with the Mu family.
“Ling Xiao, we’re here. This is my grandmother’s house. My uncle and aunt should both be here. In a moment, if they say anything wrong, please bear with them.”
Ling Xiao smiled faintly and rubbed her head. “Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Your elders are naturally my elders too. Even if they say unpleasant things, I won’t treat them the way I treat others.”
Mu Yiren grabbed Ling Xiao’s big hand and gave him a grateful smile. “Thank you, Ling Xiao. Now that you have such a noble status, you still stay with me and treat me so well.”
Ling Xiao pinched her nose with great affection. “Silly! Come on, let’s go in.”
“Mm!”
The two of them carried the things and rang the doorbell. A middle-aged woman opened the door. Seeing Mu Yiren, she couldn’t help but be delighted.
“Yiren, you’ve finally come. Come in, quick!”
Mu Yiren gave a sweet smile. “Aunt, long time no see. These are some tonics I brought for Grandma.”
“You child, you should have just come; why bring tonics? Oh, and this is...?”
“He’s Ling Xiao. He’s back.”
“Ling Xiao!”
Hearing that name, her aunt’s face immediately turned somewhat grim. “Yiren, how are you still with this boy? Hasn’t he harmed you enough already?”
“Aunt, what happened back then wasn’t Ling Xiao’s fault. It was all the Hua family’s doing!”
“Fine, enough. Since you’re both here, I can’t chase him out. Come on, come inside.”
“Mother! Her uncle, Linlin, all of you come out. Yiren is here.”
Yiren’s aunt called out. Soon, several figures emerged from various rooms and gathered in the living room.
“My good granddaughter, come let Grandma take a look at you.”
Mu Yiren and Ling Xiao couldn’t help but frown slightly.
“Grandma, weren’t you sick?”