The Grand Secretary has no heir? His concubine gives birth to triplets.

Water splashed everywhere, making the steaming mutton soup pot hiss.

Lu Yunzheng's chopsticks froze in mid-air.

"Where did this piece of trash come from! He ruined such a delicious pot of soup!"

Although Murong Shunshun had anticipated the appearance of the assassins, she did not expect them to make such a big fuss.

She flinched in fright, but quickly regained her composure and hid behind Lu Yunzheng.

Instinctively, he put his hand into his purse and grasped the little doll Pei Yan.

The little doll's temperature rose sharply at this moment, and the warmth was used to soothe her.

The man in black held a short knife straight at Liu Dieyi's face.

With a kick of her legs, Liu Dieyi and her chair slid several feet away without even blinking, her dark pupils suddenly contracting.

The small, brown, butterfly-shaped mole at the corner of his left eye trembled slightly under the chilling glint of the blade.

"What a vicious strangulation."

Liu Dieyi's voice was cold and clear, with a hint of disdain.

Then, a string of strange and obscure Miao words came out of his mouth.

In an instant, a sweet and strange fragrance exploded in the narrow cabin.

Countless colorful butterflies flew out from who knows where!

Red, blue, purple... hundreds and thousands.

They converged into a dazzling yet terrifying colorful storm, rushing towards the man in black, facing the cold, sharp blade!

The man in black was clearly not expected that his opponent could use such a method. His pupils widened in shock, and he hurriedly swung his knife to block.

But there were too many butterflies.

The sharp edges of the wings are like the thinnest blade.

"Sizzle—"

The black mask covering the man in black was ripped open, revealing a face full of ferocity.

A long, bloody gash appeared on his cheek, and blood gushed out instantly.

"It really was you."

Liu Dieyi slowly stood up, the Miao silver ornaments on her body making a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

"Junior brother, it's been a long time."

Liu Qingmang covered her bleeding cheek, a twisted and jealous glint flashing in her eyes.

"This is the first level of the Hundred Butterfly Gu?!"

His voice was high-pitched and sharp, like fingernails scratching glass.

"Master is indeed biased! I was clearly his first disciple, yet he gave this secret teaching to you, and he always sides with you!"

Liu Dieyi's eyes were calm and expressionless.

"It was your evil intentions and misuse of witchcraft that led to this."

"Shut up!" Liu Qingmang roared, her face contorted with rage. "So what? I'm doing this to avenge my dead parents! I did nothing wrong!"

"You think you can kill me like this?"

He wiped the black blood off his face.

"Don't forget, in order to improve my skills, I've already cultivated a body full of poisonous blood!"

"I'm not afraid of your butterflies at all!"

Before she finished speaking, Liu Qingmang put two fingers in her mouth and blew an extremely sharp whistle.

"Hiss—"

In mid-October, some snakes are about to hibernate, but the water of Shichahai Lake seems to be boiling.

From the cracks in the wooden planks of the cabin and outside the carved windows, countless venomous snakes of all kinds crawled out!

Accompanied by a chilling, sticky scrambling sound, a black-scaled serpent king, as thick as a child's thigh, smashed through the remaining window frame and climbed onto the bow of the ship.

It flicked its scarlet tongue, looking down at the crowd with disdain.

"Today, it's either you or me who dies!" Liu Qingmang crossed her twin swords, directing the swarm of snakes to attack Liu Dieyi.

At this moment, Lu Yunzheng suddenly grinned.

That smile carried a hint of roguishness and a strong sense of mockery.

"Is that so? I think the only one who will die today is you."

He opened his palm and slammed it down on a wooden carving protrusion under the table.

A "click" sound.

The wooden walls around the cabin flipped up instantly, and hundreds of arrows, gleaming with a cold light, shot towards Liu Qingmang like a torrential rain!

At the same time, the hidden compartment beneath the deck of the cruise ship was opened.

More than a dozen fully armed guards from the Prime Minister's residence, along with elite troops from the Censorate brought by Lu Yunzheng, descended like divine soldiers, completely surrounding the painted boat.

Forced into a corner, Pei Lu was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his face ashen.

Murong Shunshun coldly glanced at Pei Lu, who was trembling like a leaf.

Pei Lu only knew that she had agreed to set a trap to lure Liu Dieyi, but she did not know that she had already told Brother Lu and Liu Dieyi about it.

Together with them, they set up an ambush on the cruise ship in advance.

"Whoosh whoosh-"

A dense rain of arrows fell.

After several rounds of volleys, he only suffered grazes to his arms and calves.

He glared fiercely at Lu Yunzheng, and the whistle in his mouth suddenly changed from sharp to a low and eerie tremor.

The venomous snakes that attacked the Owl Guard, the elite of the Censorate, and Liu Dieyi became even more frenzied.

The black-scaled serpent king that was coiled at the bow of the ship quietly turned its huge head around.

A pair of cold, vertical pupils fixed their gaze on Murong Shunshun!

"hiss--"

The Serpent King's enormous body shot out like an arrow, carrying a foul stench, straight at Murong Shunshun!

From the moment the ambush appeared, Liu Qingmang knew that Pei Lu, that fool, had fallen for it!

Murong Shunshun's breath hitched.

A violent struggle could be heard from the purse at her waist.

Pei Yan was frantic with worry inside the purse, wishing he could sprout flesh and blood to shield her.

Murong Shunshun clutched her purse, forcing herself to calm down, and quickly leaned back.

"Shunshun, don't be afraid!"

Lu Yunzheng drew his sword from his waist and stood in front of Murong Shunshun with his tall figure.

"when!"

The blade struck the snake king's hard black scales, but failed to injure it.

The snake king's immense power made Lu Yunzheng's hands go numb, and he staggered back three steps.

It opened its blood-red maw, revealing two venomous fangs, and bit towards Lu Yunzheng's neck!

"Lu Yunzheng!"

Liu Dieyi, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Liu Qingmang, caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye, and her previously composed expression instantly cracked.

With a flick of his wrist, a Miao silver dart flew out of his hand.

"Pfft—"

It pierced the soft scales of the snake king's neck with perfect accuracy.

The snake king, in pain, let out a chilling hiss.

It abandoned Lu Yunzheng, and furiously twisted its massive body as it charged wildly toward Liu Dieyi.

In that brief moment when Liu Dieyi was distracted to save Lu Yunzheng...

Liu Qingmang seized the opening.

"Go to hell!"

The twin blades, like venomous dragons emerging from the sea, carried a fierce gust of wind and pierced Liu Dieyi's left shoulder!

The sound of a blade piercing flesh was extremely jarring in the noisy cabin.

Bright red blood gushed out instantly.

"Butterfly Dress!"

Lu Yunzheng roared and drew his knife, ready to rush over to help him.

Liu Dieyi staggered back a step and shouted coldly at Lu Yunzheng.

"Shut up! Don't distract me! Launch the small boat and take Lady Murong away!"

Just then, the Golden Birdwing butterfly spread its nearly seven-inch wings, and its silvery-white patterns miraculously turned into a dazzling gold!

It streaked through the air like a streak of light, heading straight for the rampaging snake king.

Although the swallowtail butterfly is smaller than the king snake and has weaker attack power, it is superior in its lightness and agility.

It hovered above the snake king's head, dodging attacks.

With rapid flapping of its wings, it continuously shook off pearly pink scales onto the snake king's wound.

This scale powder is highly poisonous.

The golden swallowtail butterfly is layering venom onto the snake king. When the venom is layered five times, the snake will surely die!

With Lu Yunzheng protecting her behind her, Murong Shunshun quickly launched the small boat and fled.

Seeing that her snake king was entangled by the golden swallowtail butterfly, Liu Qingmang was at a disadvantage.

Meanwhile, Lu Yunzheng, carrying Murong Shunshun on his back and protected by the elite guards, was about to break through the encirclement of poisonous snakes.

He continued to attack Liu Dieyi while loudly mocking her.

"Liu Dieyi, what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for!"

His voice, imbued with inner strength, echoed across the cruise ship.

"You think I don't know how you created that Hundred Butterfly Gu?!"

Liu Dieyi's hand holding the dagger paused slightly.

"In order to secure the position of young master and obtain the secret cultivation method, he deliberately undressed in front of his master!"

Liu Qingmang laughed wildly, her vicious words more hurtful than knives.

"You seduced Master with your pretty face! You've won his exclusive favor!"

"They even went so far as to frame me for murdering my fellow disciples and stealing secret treasures, all to expel me from the sect so that Master would recommend you as the young master!"

Foul language, every word is piercing to the heart.

Lu Yunzheng suddenly stopped chopping at the venomous snake and turned to look at Liu Dieyi in disbelief.

Liu Dieyi stood still, her body swaying slightly.

He pressed his pale lips tightly together, offering no rebuttal.

Seeing this, Liu Qingmang's eyes flashed with a triumphant glint.

What he wanted was for Liu Dieyi to be thrown into a state of mental chaos.