Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 144 The Ruthless Jiang Yuyan: Yuyan would never betray her benefactor!

You don't need to take what my mother said to heart.

At the end of the long street, Su Ying blushed as she watched the carriage disappear into the distance. She then looked at Wei Wu with feigned nonchalance and said with a cheerful smile, "She sleeps too long every day and has become senile."

Wei Wu looked at her and asked in return, "Do you think you're at a disadvantage following me?"

"No, that's not what I meant," Su Ying quickly shook her head, recalling what her mother had said on her way back.

"Even if there's a marriage agreement, it doesn't matter. We're all江湖儿女 (people of the martial world), so we don't stand on ceremony. From now on, let Su Ying follow you and do what she can to repay your kindness. If you think she can't do these things well, then let her come back, and I'll discipline her personally."

A hint of shyness flickered in her eyes, but she spoke frankly, "You saved my mother; I already owe you a great debt of gratitude. Such a debt is for which I would not be too much even if I were to become your slave. How could I possibly follow you and learn some poison techniques, as my mother suggested? Wouldn't that be ungrateful and a case of taking advantage of you?"

"What if I agree?"

Wei Wu stared intently at Su Ying.

Su Ying felt as if two suns were shoving into her face, and she involuntarily turned her head away, stammering, "Then—then what should I call you?"

Wei Wu straightened his clothes and said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's my master."

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"Master, Master?" Su Ying looked at Wei Wu in a daze. I had already thought of what to call the child, and you're telling me it's Master?

Wei Wu smiled mischievously and said, "I'm too lazy to follow any rules of the martial world. Except for those who gave me life and those I gave life, everything else is fine."

Besides, wouldn't it be a waste to leave my mastery of poisons useless? Since you have such talent, you can learn a thing or two from me, and let the martial world see what a true Poison King is.”

Su Ying understood the meaning behind Wei Wu's words and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She then said, "Anyway, I owe you a great debt of gratitude. Whatever you ask me to do, I will do."

Just as Wei Wu was about to say "take it or leave it," he saw a young girl stumbling and running down the street. Her left cheek was swollen and red, and blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth down to her chin. She was kicked in the back, and her slender body flew into the air.

"Jiang Yuyan?"

Su Ying had just uttered the words "Jiang Yuyan" when she felt someone pull her up around the waist. She then bumped into Wei Wu while carrying the baby. Before she could even blush, she saw the surrounding scenery change rapidly. When she stopped, she was already on the street.

Wei Wu's lightness skill was superb, and he crossed half a street in the blink of an eye. Moreover, his true energy was so strong that a three-foot-high wall of energy blocked all the strong winds outside.

But unfortunately, not everyone is like him. Su Ying couldn't stand the change at all, and with a bitter expression, she started retching to the side.

However, Wei Wu caught her in time. Holding her like a cat caught by the scruff of its neck, Jiang Yuyan stared at Wei Wu with wide eyes. Her dark eyes reflected Wei Wu's profile. Even though his position blocked the sun, his face radiated a light comparable to the sun in those big eyes.

You saved me again!

Jiang Yuyan burst into tears of excitement, her pure face flushed with a hint of purple. Wei Wu grabbed her collar and choked her.

Wei Wu released his grip, and Jiang Yuyan fell directly to the ground.

She was quite nimble; without a word, she hugged Wei Wu's leg, her tender face pressed tightly against his knee. Looking up, her large, watery eyes, like mirrors, reflected Wei Wu's face as he looked down at her. "My benefactor, save me!"

Looking at the pitiful Jiang Yuyan, Wei Wu had a feeling of reading a tragic romance novel. He looked up and saw that the person who kicked her was a martial arts expert who had participated in the martial arts tournament in the courtyard earlier. The other person clearly recognized him as well. He stood there, not daring to run, but not wanting to kneel either. He couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that since Wei Wu hadn't taken his head immediately, there was still room for negotiation. He quickly said, "Senior, please forgive me. I am a disciple of the Huashan Sect. I just saw this woman steal fifty taels of silver from someone else, so I stood up for her and injured the thief."

As he spoke, he took out a silver ingot that Wei Wu recognized, held it above his head with both hands, and presented it to Wei Wu, saying in a fawning tone, "Now that we have fallen into your hands, senior, this silver and the man should naturally be handed over to you for your disposal."

The Huashan disciples did not know Wei Wu's name, but since his martial arts were superior to theirs, it was certainly not a problem to address him as a senior.

What he never expected was that the silver was originally given to Jiang Yuyan by Wei Wu.

When Wei Wu saw the silver, he could guess what had happened. "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." Fifty taels of silver meant nothing to him, but to a street performer, it was enough to bring about her death.

He caught the silver ingot and tossed it between his palms. Looking at the fawning smiles on the faces of the Huashan Sect disciples, he suddenly smiled and asked:

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"You know martial arts?"

"Yes," the Huashan disciple wanted to proudly declare himself the most outstanding disciple of the Huashan Sect in the present day, but when he thought of Wei Wu's martial arts skills, what came out of his mouth was "I know some fist and foot techniques."

Wei Wu ignored him and continued, "Since you know martial arts, you should do some robbing the rich to help the poor. As long as the rich are heartless, it's acceptable even if the poor are you."

He sighed and said, "In the end, you all bully the street performers. Seriously, even I, a demon, think you're the kind of beasts you are."

Tell me, how can someone like you change?

"Only death!"

"No! Spare me—" The Huashan disciple had just opened his eyes wide and begged for mercy when the silver ingot was forcibly shoved into his brow, disappearing completely into it.

"Not spared? You're quite sensible."

Wei Wu told a lame joke that no one laughed at, then looked down at Jiang Yuyan and said, "I've saved your life again."

Jiang Yuyan had never witnessed such a brutal killing scene. Terrified, she was at a loss for what to do, her limbs weak and trembling. But when she saw Wei Wu looking down at her, a surge of strength welled up within her. She gritted her teeth, straightened her knees, and said, "Thank you for saving my life, benefactor. Please go ahead. If the authorities come, I... I will say that I killed him!"

The light in those obsidian-like eyes flickered for only a moment before they immediately hardened.

Jiang Yuyan didn't know where she got the courage and strength, but she actually ran to the corpse of the Huashan disciple, stepped on his arm and neck, bent down and dug out the silver with her hands!

She held the silver stained with blood and white residue in her hands, and subconsciously wiped her tear-streaked face with her blood-stained hand. The smell of blood that filled her nostrils did not make her feel uncomfortable at all; she just smiled at Wei Wu and said, "Yu Yan would never betray her benefactor!"

After saying that, the person ran back the way they came.

Looking at the girl's slender back and her flying hair, Wei Wu's smile warmed up a bit. "She's an interesting girl."

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