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Chapter 93 A Poisonous Oath, Two Babies in Three Years

All the mechanisms were there, but none of them were working. They clearly saw Huang Xuemei dancing on the mechanisms, but the mechanisms just wouldn't activate. The Fiery Ancestor tried stepping on another mechanism, but nothing happened either.

"Oh no, did we buy fake materials?"

He Qinghua was not far from him, and upon hearing this, her face turned dark with anger: "Old Liehuo, aren't you trying to set us up? This isn't over!"

"When will this end? You've already missed your chance."

Huang Xuemei's voice rang out from behind her. He Qinghua was startled. Without even turning her head, she pushed off with her feet and lunged to the left front.

However, her movements were still too slow, and her lightness skill could not outpace the speed of sound. So, when she was halfway through her pounce, she was hit by a sonic wave and exploded in mid-air.

Done!

The Fiery Ancestor was prepared. He turned around and jumped onto a large drum. His weapon transformed into a large drumstick, and he began to pound the drum.

Believe it or not, his comical actions actually had some effect, using the same sound to counter the Tianlong Eight Sounds.

Seeing that it was effective, the morale of the Fiery Ancestor and the Ghost King soared. The Fiery Ancestor was busy beating the drum, and the Ghost King became the main attacker. But just as the Ghost King was charging forward with full confidence, he completely forgot that the Heavenly Demon Harp was a weapon!

When Huang Xuemei saw that the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds technique was no longer effective, she naturally switched to normal martial arts mode. The Ghost King, who had underestimated his opponent, had his head cut off by Huang Xuemei with the strings of her zither after only three moves. His zombie skills were as fragile as paper.

The Fiery Ancestor was startled, and his hands slowed down. Huang Xuemei's Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds immediately followed, and he had to start beating the drum again. But just then, Huang Xuemei approached him with the Heavenly Demon Harp in her arms.

Of course, as she approached, she didn't forget to attack the disciples of the Ghost King Sect. Since the large zombies were headless, the small zombies were naturally no match for them and died a quick and painless death, barely able to utter a half-scream.

Zhou Ye and the others sat on the mountaintop watching the battle. At first, when they saw that the mechanisms were not working, the women were overjoyed. They had been secretly sabotaging them one by one over the past few nights, and now that they were finally seeing the effect, they were naturally very happy.

After that, as they watched Huang Xuemei take down her enemies one by one, Wanwan cheered excitedly. Even the usually calm and simple-minded Wang Yuyan clenched her fists in excitement to cheer on her sister.

The Fiery Ancestor could withstand the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds by beating a large drum, but he couldn't withstand Huang Xuemei's martial arts attacks. Under such attacks, he couldn't hold out for long. Surprisingly, Huang Xuemei didn't kill him, but only crippled his martial arts.

"I will spare your life for the sake of your disciple, but your Blazing Fire Palace will have to disappear from the martial world."

The Fiery Ancestor spat out a mouthful of blood, then nodded, but couldn't utter a single word.

The revenge was now complete. When she returned to the mountaintop, Lü Lin and Tan Yuehua had both woken up. Naturally, Huang Xuemei would tell the story herself.

"That's settled then, little brother. Tomorrow, you'll come with me to visit our parents' graves."

Looking at her conflicted younger brother, Huang Xuemei suddenly smiled gently and said, "I know what you're thinking. The Lü family has been kind to you. Whether you want to change back to the Huang surname is irrelevant. As long as the Huang family continues to exist, you still have to go to the ancestral worship ceremony."

Lu Lin nodded, while Tan Yuehua ran down the mountain, found her master, and breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that his martial arts had been crippled and his life was not in danger.

The Fiery Ancestor patted his little apprentice's hand: "That kid may be a bit silly, but it's good that he's a bit silly. It's always right to follow him. Go on, don't worry about me anymore, go live your own life."

The Fiery Ancestor may have wronged others, but he was truly devoted to Tan Yuehua. Although they were nominally master and disciple, their relationship was practically like that of father and daughter.

It was precisely for this reason that Huang Xuemei let the old man go.

After Tan Yuehua saw her master off, she turned around and was so startled that she fell to the ground. Behind her, a huge, luxurious carriage was quietly parked.

She recognized the carriage; wasn't it on the mountaintop? How come it came down so quickly? Did it fly down?

Lu Lin sat in the driver's seat. He looked at Tan Yuehua, who was startled, and waved to her with a dry smile: "Yuehua, come with us."

Tan Yuehua nodded, wiped away her tears, jumped onto the carriage, and sat down beside him. The carriage didn't need a driver, so it naturally headed towards its destination.

Huang Xuemei and her younger brother went to visit their parents' graves. As their son-in-law, Zhou Ye naturally had to follow. Tan Yuehua hadn't planned to go, since she and Lü Lin weren't married yet, but Zhou Ye didn't care. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and lifted her up to Lü Lin's side, making her kneel down and kowtow with him.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Huang Xuemei quietly tugged at Zhou Ye. They probably only had feelings for each other and weren't married yet, so it wasn't appropriate for them to kneel together like this.

Zhou Ye rolled his eyes: "What's the big deal? I didn't even make them swear to have two children in three years, that's already being very polite."

Well, compared to making such a vow, kowtowing a few times is really nothing —

Lu Lin has his own life, and he doesn't want to change it, so he will stay at Tianhu Escort Agency as the young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort). Although he is a bit simple-minded, he still understands the principle that "the kindness of raising is greater than the kindness of giving birth."

However, the brother-in-law couldn't be stingy: "Silly boy, take this flag. From now on, hang it up whenever you go on a mission. If anyone dares to lay a hand on you, hehe, come find me at Zhou Mountain!"

I can't offer anything else, but I can at least give him something to rely on. As long as this kid doesn't do anything stupid, he'll probably give the Zhou family some face.

Before the sword competition, the Zhou family already had a considerable reputation. After the competition, Zhou Ye was even included among the Five Greats and earned the title of "Western Iron." Naturally, even more people in the martial arts world gave him face.

Of course, no one in the Zhou family would mention the name "West Iron," because if they did, Zhou Ye would be so angry that he would clutch his chest and be speechless.

After finishing their business here, the women felt they hadn't had enough fun and didn't want to go home, so the carriage didn't return to Zhou Mountain but continued to wander the Jianghu.

The only direction they were heading was towards the Tianshan Mountains.

Li Qiushui has come to cause trouble for Wu Xingyun. Wu Xingyun sent the letter ahead of time, but it's still early, so Zhou Ye isn't in a hurry. He can still make it there in time.

Actually, the one who was most looking forward to it was Wang Yuyan. She had already learned from her grandfather that the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan was the headquarters of the Xiaoyao Sect. As the sect leader, she did not compete with her grandmaster uncle for power, but just wanted to go and see the place that her grandfather had always longed to visit.