Chapter 364

Chapter 364: What If I Don’t Need Your Help?

Du Zi Heng and Li Chang Huai kept their eyes on the people bad-mouthing Yu Zhi Yi, and no one noticed You Bing Yue’s face twisting with anger.

Du Zi Heng suddenly felt something was off. After thinking for a moment, he remembered: [Bing Yue is here too!] Since she already knew how good Yi’er was, she should be speaking up for her, right?

He was about to lean down and ask You Bing Yue to say a few words when the fierce wind stopped all at once.

Right after that came a thunderous boom.

Someone asked in alarm: “What was that?”

Jiang Liu Ting’s face went dark as he said: “Someone is blowing up the mountain gate.”

“What?” Everyone jumped in shock.

The martial world fighters moved fast; as they talked, the group had already rushed to the front gate of the Martial Alliance. There, outside the once grand and even gate, a whole field of ruins had been blasted open.

The wreckage ran all the way toward the Heaven-Climbing Steps, and no one knew if those steps were still intact.

Countless people in black robes ringed the Martial Alliance in layers. The leader was a woman in a sexy long dress, her collar so low it almost showed most of her chest.

Seeing her, many in the martial world turned pale as they cried: “Qi Mei?”

Qi Mei, the Demonic Cult’s Left Guardian.

Last time, Alliance Leader Jiang and Second Master Jiang had found the cult’s trail and led a raid. After a hard fight, the Left Guardian still escaped. They thought she was badly hurt and would need time to heal, but here she was again in less than half a month.

With Jiang Yu Wei and Jiang Yu Chuan, the real decision-makers, away, Jiang Liu Ting stood as the acting lead. He stared at Qi Mei, his face like iron and his eyes full of caution, as he said: “Qi Mei, you got away by luck last time. You should’ve found a hole to hide in and changed your ways, not come back with this broken bunch to die.”

Qi Mei laughed like she’d heard a joke: “We’ll see who’s sending whom to die after we fight.”

Pointing up at the raging wind in the sky, she swayed with laughter: “You’ve tasted the power of my gale formation, right? Isn’t it fun?”

Jiang Liu Ting’s face shifted as he asked: “You made these winds?”

Qi Mei smiled, wicked and bright: “Aren’t I amazing?”

Her playful look was like a little girl asking for candy. She looked young and beautiful, and when she acted cute it didn’t seem fake at all-it pulled eyes to her.

Many in the martial world had heard of the Left Guardian’s cruelty but had never seen her. Now, looking at this delicate young miss, more than a few minds wavered. Some even thought, [Maybe this is a misunderstanding?] Such a pretty, weak-looking girl-how could she be a killer?

Jiang Liu Yi kept a cold face as he said: “Qi Mei, the Martial Alliance is not a place for you to run wild. While this young master hasn’t changed his mind, you can still leave. If you don’t, don’t blame us for being ruthless.”

Qi Mei’s smile turned bolder: “Just you, little brat? Your daddy Second Master Jiang can’t do anything to me, so what are you?”

She ran her eyes up and down Jiang Liu Yi with open disdain and added: “Did a few compliments in the martial world make you forget how big the sky is?”

At the words “Second Master Jiang,” murder lit her eyes. [That jerk never gets the hint. Every time he sees me, it’s blades out like he wants to chop me into eight pieces. Not a shred of pity.]

She narrowed her pretty eyes and said coolly: “Your dad owes me, so I’ll collect from you.”

Sweeping a cold gaze over the people inside the gate, she sneered: “When you die and go to the Hall of Yama, if the Yama King asks how you died, say Jiang Yu Chuan got you killed. If he didn’t try to kill your aunt here every time, I wouldn’t be killing you to vent my rage.”

As she spoke, she pulled something like a tiny chess piece from her waist. It slowly grew in her hand until it was about as long as an adult’s lower leg.

She shook the piece, and with her motion the winds roared even louder. A slab of stone nearby lifted into the air, floated several meters up, then slammed into the mountainside and stopped.

“What kind of trick is that?”

Even the well-traveled fighters were stunned. [If she used that on us, could we survive?]

The Jiang brothers traded a grave look. This demoness came prepared.

Du Zi Heng stepped forward, frowning as he said: “The Demonic Cult is pressing hard. We should avoid their edge for now and make a long-term plan.”

You Bing Yue didn’t want to get dragged into Martial Alliance matters, but she didn’t say so outright. As a top killer, what she did best was killing. That demoness was the public enemy of the martial world. If she found a chance to kill her, she’d become the benefactor who saved countless people. [Then that so-called second miss of the Jiang Clan would have to call me sister.]

Jiang Liu Yi had no good will for his former brother-in-law. He didn’t hide his hostility as he said: “This is the Martial Alliance’s business. No need for Young Master Du to worry.”

Du Zi Heng frowned and answered: “Second brother, I know you don’t like me, but now isn’t the time to act on pride. We should stand together. Only if we face the enemy as one can we solve this crisis.”

Jiang Liu Ting didn’t understand why his usually gentle brother was so hostile to Young Master Du-he hadn’t been there when the two fought. And… second brother? Still, this wasn’t the time to ask. Hearing his own brother go too far, he said in a deep voice: “Second brother, this young master is right. We should unite. The Demonic Cult is crafty, but we have many people. If we stand together, we can drive these vile ones back to their nest.”

Li Chang Huai also urged him: “Jiang Liu Yi, personal grudges are one thing; the righteousness of the martial world is another. You can’t put your grudge above so many lives.”

Jiang Liu Yi let out a sharp laugh: “If I refuse to work with him, that means I’m putting my grudge above millions of lives?”

He looked Du Zi Heng up and down with mockery, then said: “Has it ever crossed your mind that I don’t need your help to push them back-or even… kill them?”

By then, Qi Mei had already tuned the winds. The wailing and roaring grew even scarier. All of Mount Ming shook like it could topple at any time. Many low-level fighters turned pale. Even those with high skills felt heavy. Personal strength means little in the face of a ‘natural disaster.’

Hearing the bickering inside and Jiang Liu Yi’s bold claim, Qi Mei gave a cold smile: “Your dad never dared brag like that. And you, little ghost…”

Her eyes flashed with killing intent as she hissed: “I’ll take your head first today!”

With that, she worked the Formation Flag and gathered the winds into one point.