Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 470 - 418: The Rebellious Disciple Bites the Master, a Vicious and Poisonous Scheme_2

Chapter 470: Chapter 418: The Rebellious Disciple Bites the Master, a Vicious and Poisonous Scheme_2

A square-faced young man in his late twenties spoke with a complex expression.

"With the close relationship between the Lin Family of the County City and Prefect Cui’s Family, this Mansion Master’s concubine acceptance celebration should have, by all means, included the Lin family."

"Not even an invitation was delivered."

"Without a doubt, it was a warning."

"It showed they were quite dissatisfied."

"Originally, brothers Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu were so upset they felt like crying, secretly cursing the disasters their sister had caused."

"Now that they thought about it, it might not have been a bad thing after all."

"It turned out that many of the rich families and nobles who went to offer their congratulations today died, and those who were lucky enough to escape were still traumatized, afraid to step outside."

"Fearful they might attract some terrible disaster again."

"This was precisely the reason for Lin Zhengshan’s complex expression; there was loss, there was relief, and there was also intense hatred..."

Lin Zhengwu, who was next to him, also shook his head and sighed, "My sister, truly incompetent in achievements but excellent in causing failures, has implicated us to the point of drawing the Mansion Master’s suspicions, and even delayed big brother’s marriage."

"From her temperament as a child, one could tell, that woman takes after her mother; not nurtured well in the mansion... If we had known, we’d have locked her up at home and not let her out, to avoid making such a mess."

As he said this, Lin Zhengwu poured himself a full bowl of wine, raised his bowl and said, "Let’s not rush into matters with True Successor Fang, this time, my brother and I have thought of a wonderful plan, surely we can lure my sister back home."

"Then we’ll tie her up and personally deliver her to True Successor Fang’s bed; to toy with her as we please, surely that will vent the pent-up anger in our hearts."

The man sitting there with a gloomy face, Fang Yu, was impatient at heart, but hearing this, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he lifted his bowl and gritted through his teeth, "Tell me more..."

Once Lin Huaiyu was mentioned,

Fang Yu again felt his cheeks and groin throb with faint pain, especially below, where his eternal pain lay.

After the ambush failed and he lost a piece of flesh, he had also been wounded by Zhou Ping’an’s Sword Qi, escaping into the jungle in the cover of night, only to faint from anger.

Finally, it was his uncle Fang Han who saved him and brought him back, suffering for a full month, unable to accept the reality.

During that time, he killed more than a dozen concubines on the mountain, still full of hatred.

Whenever he saw a servant’s expression amiss, talking secretly, he would instantly beat them to death with a stick.

Thus, unsavory rumors began to spread on the mountain.

Having no other choice, Fang Han had to order him to travel down the mountain to clear his mind.

But his heart could not be cleared, if he did not avenge his personal grudge, he could neither eat nor sleep well, let alone practice Cultivation.

It’s funny to say, but during these days, Fang Yu’s Cultivation had not only failed to progress, but had actually regressed.

The smidgen of Martial Intent he had grasped had already dissipated, and it’s probable that in the next Inner Sect competition, an even bigger joke would be made of him, perhaps even risking the loss of his position as True Successor.

’A Heart Devil, this is a Heart Devil, if I don’t kill that pair, this Heart Devil in me won’t be healed.’

Although Fang Yu was cruel and ruthless, he was not brainless; on the surface, he pretended not to care, but secretly he had come to Guangyun County, plotting to deal with Zhou Ping’an.

To avenge his brother’s dismemberment.

Of course, such plans were not easy to find.

Especially when news came that Elder Yu Changsheng of the Canghai descent of the Shuiyun Sect was leading more than thirty Inner Sect Disciples, planning to enter the Three Counties of Liyou to support Zhou Ping’an, it felt like the sky was falling for him.

Under such circumstances, even with unbearable feelings and hatred in his heart, he dared not go to Qingyang City to cause trouble; that would be seeking death.

However, not going to Qingyang City didn’t mean there was no way to act.

Members of the Lin Family knew Lin Huaiyu the best and were clear on how to deal with her.

Lin Zhengshan looked at his brother, his heart suddenly stirring, and he too smiled, "Indeed, there is a very useful method that can bring our younger sister back to the Guangyun home."

"On the day Bailing the Base Woman died of illness, my sister even wanted to bury her bones in the Lin Family Cemetery, but was later opposed by our mother and did not succeed. She was only buried in the West Mountain Pine Forest, a place we all know, and my sister visits yearly to pay respects."

Lin Zhengwu excitedly said, "That was six years ago, I still remember. Bailing the Base Woman’s accompanying jade pendant and treasured sword were all buried with her in the coffin. Although those things aren’t worth much money, they were items Bailing the Base Woman had carried for many years. Once taken out, Lin Huaiyu will surely recognize them."

"Yes, we just need to order our servants to dig out the bones, take out Bailing the Base Woman’s skull and jewelry, place them in a box, and send them hurriedly to Qingyang on a fast horse. I guarantee that Lin Huaiyu will rush over without a moment’s hesitation."

The two brothers were going back and forth discussing grave desecration, smiles on their faces, as if they were very pleased with their plan.

Fang Yu, listening to this, felt a chill in his heart.

Staring blankly at the two brothers for a while, he finally smiled and said, "The two of you are truly geniuses. Rest assured, once Lin Huaiyu is captured, the promised two spots will undoubtedly be honored. Furthermore, it will be possible to obtain the True Kunpeng Form Diagram for Uncle Master Lin. The day the Lin Family soars to the heavens is not far off."

"Many thanks to Senior Brother Fang. We will obey any command you give without hesitation."

They all laughed heartily.

"Are you really that happy? Digging up graves, exposing corpses to the sun—such thoughts can only come from a true talent."

A voice drifted leisurely to their ears.

Everyone was startled and leapt up simultaneously.

Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu quickly grasped the long swords at their sides, ready to unsheathe them and counter-slash.

Their reactions were fast.

But Fang Yu was faster.

Because he recognized the voice.

It was so familiar that it was etched into his bones, into his dreams, a constant thought he dared not forget for even a day.

He could not fathom how Zhou Ping’an, who was supposed to be killing demons in Pinghu County, could have appeared in Guangyun County.

Let alone by a stroke of luck, end up at the High-rise Restaurant to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Regardless, if such a scheme were overheard by Zhou Ping’an, known for his ruthlessness, the joy would be immense.

Fang Yu drew no weapon, but with a tap of his feet, he, along with the chair, crashed backwards, intending to break through the wooden wall and into the main hall.

He thought that as a fellow disciple of the Cloud Water Sect, even if Zhou Ping’an was highly regarded by the sect, he would never dare to kill a True Inheritance of the sect in front of a public audience.

Unless he wanted to become an archenemy of the Cloud Water Sect.

Fang Yu’s thoughts were wishful, but reality was not as kind.

He kicked off.

His body shot back, and just when he had leaped halfway, he felt his lower body lose all sensation.

Only his upper body still had momentum, smashing heavily against the wooden planks, losing strength and sliding down the wall, watching as the flesh in his chest and abdomen slowly dissolved into a pool of filthy blood.

And receiving the same treatment were the brothers Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu.

Their long swords were only half-drawn when they were both cut at the waist, their upper bodies falling to the ground, wailing frantically.

"Zhou Ping’an, you dare kill us? Aren’t you afraid of the consequences you’ll face..."

Fang Yu was extremely frightened inside, knowing there was no chance of survival. He recognized the blood-red long sword in Zhou Ping’an’s hand, its evil and bloody aura threatening to infect his spirit and soul.

With his own abilities, he was incapable of dispelling the blood poison. This time, he was doomed.

’Why did I come to Guangyun County?’

Agony filled Fang Yu’s heart, filled with extreme loathing and insanity, but he had no solution in mind, only watching helplessly as Gang Qi dissipated, flesh disappeared, and his spirit polluted.

While Fang Yu could still shout, the brothers Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu could only wail, faces streaked with tears and snot, unable to utter a coherent plea for mercy.

"No, no, no... you can’t kill me..."

"Why can’t I?" Zhou Ping’an looked at the three coldly, suddenly laughing. "The plan you just made was quite poisonous. Well said, I’m impressed by you. When you get to Yama’s Palace, remember to say a few words on my behalf.

As for whether I can bear the consequences, Senior Brother Fang, you’re mistaken. It’s the demonic people of the Blood Shadow Sect who killed you, what does it have to do with me, Zhou Ping’an?"

His spiritual power and Gang Qi enveloped the room, ensuring not a sound escaped.

Just as Fang Yu and the others had been cautious when forming their plans, no one would now come to interrupt.

It was only after the three wailed and cried until they turned into a pool of filthy blood that Zhou Ping’an turned and leapt, disappearing as a streak of light through the window into the vast night.

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