Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 561 - 476 Bloodline Connection

Chapter 561: Chapter 476 Bloodline Connection

Gongsun Ziyu spoke as she immediately untied the whip around her waist, ready to charge forward and avenge herself.

Xiao Rong’er grabbed her arm: "You’re not her match!"

This girl was terrifying—not only was her martial arts prowess unfathomable, but even her gaze felt as though she was out for blood.

She had seen such eyes somewhere before, but couldn’t recall where in that moment.

"You... go quickly..."

With the last of his strength, Shang Wuyou said to Meng Qianqian, "Thousand Mechanism Pavilion... danger..."

"Idiot, why did you rush over here? Why didn’t you bring Tan’er?"

Indeed, why didn’t he bring Tan’er?

Perhaps, deep down, he knew that it was no longer safe to go find his father.

But as for why he shielded her from that blade, he couldn’t explain.

By the time he realized it, he had already done it.

"I don’t want... Changle... to be sad..."

With those words, he lost consciousness entirely, collapsing into Meng Qianqian’s arms.

Meng Qianqian held him tightly, shouting, "Wuyou!"

Gongsun Ziyu furiously exclaimed, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and kill those two!"

Just as the six masked men in black raised their blades to charge at Meng Qianqian and Shang Wuyou, a stern and commanding shout came from outside the courtyard: "What are you doing?"

Gongsun Ziyu’s expression changed: "Father?"

Gongsun Yanming walked into the courtyard coldly, his gaze sweeping over everyone until it rested on the heavily injured Shang Wuyou.

His brows furrowed deeply.

Xiao Rong’er quickly said, "You traitor! Let go of Wuyou now! Wuyou has treated you well, and today he merely came to speak up for his sister, and you dare to lay a deadly hand on him! Is your heart made of stone? If you’re angry, come at me instead! But don’t harm Wuyou!"

Gongsun Ziyu’s eyes flickered, and she immediately said to Gongsun Yanming, "Yes, Father, she injured Brother. Kill her at once!"

Xiao Rong’er turned to the remaining six masked men in black: "I don’t care if you’re with her or not, none of you are leaving today!"

The remaining men exchanged glances before biting down on the poison bags in their mouths. In mere moments, they collapsed, poisoned, to the ground.

Xiao Rong’er said to Meng Qianqian, "Why haven’t you let go of Wuyou yet?"

Meng Qianqian picked Shang Wuyou up. "He’s badly injured. I need to treat him. I heard that the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion has an Ice Bed. May I borrow it?"

These words were directed at Gongsun Yanming.

Gongsun Yanming turned and disappeared into the night.

Meng Qianqian followed after him, carrying Shang Wuyou, and left the courtyard.

Gongsun Ziyu was shocked and turned to Xiao Rong’er: "Mother!"

Xiao Rong’er gazed at the three figures leaving, clutching the handkerchief in her hand tightly: "Dispose of the bodies."

Hong Xiu responded, "Yes, Madam."

The Ice Bed was located in Gongsun Yanming’s Mingxin Hall.

Gongsun Yu, who had just come out of the Mingxin Hall, froze in surprise when he saw Gongsun Yanming. "Elder Brother?"

Then, he saw Meng Qianqian and Shang Wuyou behind him. "What happened to Wuyou? Who hurt him?"

Gongsun Yanming ordered, "Go get the Hemostatic Powder and golden sore medicine."

"No, wait. What exactly happened?"

Gongsun Yu was utterly confused.

Though the Ice Bed was located in the Mingxin Hall, not just anyone had the right to use it—no one but Gongsun Yanming had ever been inside.

Meng Qianqian, keeping her gaze straight ahead, followed behind Gongsun Yanming and watched as he activated one mechanism after another, navigating twist after twist, until they arrived at his training ground.

The place was rife with traps and deeply hidden.

If not for Gongsun Yanming personally guiding her, Meng Qianqian would never have found it.

Gently, Meng Qianqian placed Shang Wuyou onto the Ice Bed: "Pavilion Master, please wait outside."

Gongsun Yanming didn’t move.

Meng Qianqian repeated, "Pavilion Master, please wait outside."

Gongsun Yanming gave her a long, hard look. He said nothing, but Meng Qianqian felt a cold, slippery danger more menacing than a venomous snake.

If Shang Wuyou died, she would die in this lightless room as well.

Even if Shang Wuyou survived, she might still never leave alive.

Gongsun Yanming exited the secret chamber.

The heavy stone door closed shut.

Though called a secret chamber, light filtered in from above.

Meng Qianqian merely glanced upward before refocusing her thoughts.

The priority at hand was saving Wuyou.

This foolish child—he’d always spoken harshly to her, but the moment he realized she was in danger, he had been the first to warn her.

If not for that, he wouldn’t have fallen into Xiao Rong’er’s trap.

Meng Qianqian took out her silver needles and softly murmured, "Wuyou, you have to pull through. Changle is still waiting for you in Witch Mountain. Changle is bound to you by blood—if something happens to you, Changle won’t survive either."

On the Ice Bed, Shang Wuyou’s face was deathly pale, showing no reaction.

Gongsun Yu returned with the golden sore medicine and Hemostatic Powder, intending to deliver them to his elder brother, but the door was locked, and he couldn’t enter.

Inside lay the place where his elder brother trained—he wasn’t allowed inside.

Frustrated, he sighed heavily in the courtyard.

Xiao Rong’er approached: "Where’s your elder brother?"

Gongsun Yu replied, "Elder Brother went inside."

"To his training ground?"

"Yes."

"That girl and Shang Wuyou went in as well?"

"Mm," Gongsun Yu nodded.

Xiao Rong’er laughed bitterly: "Spent a fortune recreating the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, even transporting the Ice Bed from afar—yet his own daughter, his own younger brother, never had the chance to use it. But that illegitimate child gets to use it instead. He cares only about that wretched woman. Even though she’s been dead for so many years, he still can’t let go, treating her illegitimate child as his own while ignoring his flesh and blood! This is the illustrious Pavilion Master of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion!"

"So it’s for using the Ice Bed..."

Gongsun Yu suddenly understood but dared not comment on his elder brother’s actions. Clearing his throat, he turned to Xiao Rong’er and asked, "Sister-in-law, who injured Wuyou so badly?"

"Yan Xiaojiu," Xiao Rong’er replied flatly.

"What? Yan Xiaojiu?" Gongsun Yu exclaimed in shock. "Then Elder Brother bringing her inside... is it to make her atone?"

Xiao Rong’er chuckled coldly: "She might have gone in alive, but she won’t come out alive."

She understood Gongsun Yanming too well.

He had no heart.

And he trusted no one.

Even the workers who had built the secret passages met their end by his hand. How could he let a wild girl walk away alive?

Meng Qianqian, alone in the secret chamber, worked tirelessly to save Wuyou through the night.

Thanks to the Ice Bed, she barely managed to save his life—if not for it, no matter how skilled her medical knowledge, she would’ve been helpless.

Wiping the sweat from her brow, she activated the mechanism and opened the stone door.

She stepped out of the secret chamber and into another courtyard.

Gongsun Yanming stood in it, dew glistening on his head.

Had he really stood watch outside the whole night?

"How is Wuyou?"

Gongsun Yanming asked.

Meng Qianqian answered honestly, "He is temporarily out of danger, but he needs careful recovery and cannot sustain further injuries."

Gongsun Yanming entered the secret chamber.

Shang Wuyou lay on the Ice Bed, his body wrapped in bandages. Though his face remained pale, his breathing had stabilized somewhat.

Reaching out, Gongsun Yanming gently placed a hand on Wuyou’s forehead.

Shang Wuyou slowly opened his eyes, weakly looking at him: "Father."

Gongsun Yanming’s expression softened slightly, and his rare response was gentle: "You’re awake."

Shang Wuyou pleaded weakly, "I beg you for one thing—don’t kill her, please?"