Chapter 1115: How Dare You!
After those ice blocks completely absorbed the toxic gas, the middle‑aged woman suddenly convulsed, her whole body like her soul had been torn away, and she went limp directly onto Mo Chengfeng.
When Ai Zexin stepped up to take a look, he found that the middle‑aged woman actually had no breath at all!
He jerked his head up, glaring furiously at Liu Zixuan: "How could something like this happen!"
But before Liu Zixuan could speak, Mo Chengfeng barked, "Shut your mouth!"
"Your aunt is already dead..."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Ai Zexin had just opened his mouth to curse when he saw Liu Zixuan pull out all thirteen Ghost Gate Needles, and the middle‑aged woman suddenly coughed violently several times.
Right after that, her deathly pale complexion regained some color, and after a few breaths she actually looked like a normal person, her breathing smooth and easy.
"Aunt?" Mo Chengfeng held the middle‑aged woman and tentatively asked, "How do you feel now?"
"I haven’t breathed this freely in a long time."
The middle‑aged woman was not only free of her previous weakness, it was like she’d never been poisoned at all. Aside from her clothes and hair being somewhat disheveled, there was nothing else out of the ordinary.
This scene completely stunned Ai Zexin.
He’d already heard that Liu Zixuan’s Medical Skill was godlike, but he hadn’t expected him to heal someone on the brink of death this fast.
So his face was flushed right now, a bit embarrassed; after all, he’d just almost wrongfully accused the man of killing his wife.
Liu Zixuan flicked two fingers, took out an Elixir from the Relic Pearl, and handed it to the middle‑aged woman: "You’ve been tormented by poison for half a year. Even though you’re cured, your body is still depleted; your meridians and bones have somewhat degenerated. Take this Elixir and rest for a while, and you’ll be back to normal."
"Thank you." Maybe because she was excited to have just recovered from a serious illness, the middle‑aged woman took the Elixir and swallowed it right away.
"I’m sorry, I was too anxious just now." Ai Zexin stepped forward to apologize.
Liu Zixuan waved his hand, then turned to Gu Yu: "Things here are settled. I still need to continue my secluded cultivation, I’m just one step away from finishing. So during this period, you all still have some things to do."
Gu Yu raised a brow: "The Ai Family Patriarch doesn’t want to see us."
"I don’t think Cheng Feng is going to let the Ai Family and Mo Family off that easily." Liu Zixuan looked at Mo Chengfeng with meaningful eyes.
Mo Chengfeng’s expression tightened, and he said solemnly, "My aunt has suffered this torment for so long, and back then they even tried to join hands with the Celestial Dao Alliance to get rid of us. How could I possibly let these bastards go!"
"Good. You three can go all‑out. I’m not far from my last step, and at the critical moment I’ll make a move to help you!" With that, Liu Zixuan’s mind stirred and he entered the Relic Pearl again.
Seeing this, Ai Zexin couldn’t help but secretly marvel: "I didn’t expect Liu Zixuan to actually possess a small world."
"So, we should be qualified to face the Ai Family Patriarch, right?" Gu Yu stood up and said.
Ai Zexin fell silent. He knew Liu Zixuan and the others were strong, but the Ai Family was, after all, descendants of the former Royal Family. Nowadays they were also one of the top hidden families. Judging by the current situation, Gu Yu and the others would still be at a disadvantage.
First, they only had three people.
Second, this was the Ai Family’s turf.
Without any advantage in timing, terrain, or people, they basically had no chance of winning.
The middle‑aged woman gripped Mo Chengfeng’s hand and said, "I don’t know exactly what happened, but Aunt can tell you this: if you’ve really decided to make them your enemy, I can help you."
Earlier, Ai Zexin had said that the middle‑aged woman held a secret that concerned the life and death of both families. If he died, that secret would disappear with him, but now she was very much alive.
Even if they couldn’t wipe out these two hidden families, they should at least have the capital to talk to them on equal footing!
Mo Chengfeng nodded heavily: "Thank you for your help, Aunt. Don’t worry, we will absolutely not let you suffer any further harm!"
The middle‑aged woman gently stroked Mo Chengfeng’s forehead: "Silly child, Aunt is already this old. I’ve enjoyed blessings with your uncle, and shared hardship with him. I’ve tasted the sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy of life. Being able to watch you grow to this point already comforts me greatly. Life or death, I’ve long since stopped clinging to it."
"Aunt, good people are rewarded. Everything you’ve given, Heaven will repay you!"
Gu Yu and Zhao Yi said in unison.
Although the middle‑aged woman and Ai Zexin didn’t live well in the Ai Family, if they hadn’t been dragged into this vortex, at least they would have had no worries about food and clothing. Their lives might have been plain, but still comfortable. Yet they directly gave up that originally happy life, sacrificing one person’s life to protect Mo Chengfeng and the others. Such loyalty had already deeply moved Gu Yu and the rest.
It had also touched Liu Zixuan; otherwise he wouldn’t have come out from such a critical stage of secluded cultivation to save her life.
Seeing that everyone was of one mind, Ai Zexin stepped forward and helped the middle‑aged woman up: "Maybe I was wrong before, and too cowardly. The facts have proven that my constant tolerance only bought their escalating bullying. Now that Heaven has given me another chance to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, I don’t intend to let it slip by!"
At this point, Ai Zexin’s tone shifted, his words ringing out like thrown stone: "Then this time I’ll be tough for once. Whatever the Ai Family is, whatever the Mo Family is—without truth, what right do such families have to call themselves hidden families? What face do they have to boast of being Royal Family descendants in front of others?"
"Let’s go!"
His speech had everyone’s blood boiling. At the same time, Gu Yu and the others were even more moved by this couple’s bond. The group headed straight out of the small courtyard.
Of course, the first to go out were Ai Zexin, Zhao Yi, and Gu Yu. As for Mo Chengfeng and his aunt, they didn’t go with them, but instead first walked into the west wing of the small courtyard.
They went through two small lanes and directly entered a very large yard.
This yard was at least ten times bigger than Ai Zexin’s, and instead of single‑story houses, it was full of three‑story villas, all extremely luxurious in their decoration.
Born of the same mother, the gap really was a bit much!
"Third Young Master, the Patriarch already said he doesn’t want to see those people from Lingxiu Village. Why did you still bring them here?" A man in his thirties walked over from the villa entrance, his face gloomy as he asked.
"Butler Yu, go tell my second brother that this time I’ve brought my wife, and I’m coming with my eldest brother’s will to talk to him."
"What do you mean by that!" The man addressed as Butler Yu looked even more displeased. He gave Gu Yu and Zhao Yi a cold glance, then said, "The Eldest Patriarch and Third Madam are already dead. Now you bring them up—are you trying to scare the Patriarch or something?"
"And what if I am scaring him!" Ai Zexin said with a frown.
"You’re being presumptuous!" Butler Yu shouted.
"You’re being presumptuous!" Ai Zexin suddenly stepped forward and kicked Butler Yu to the ground. "A mere little butler dares to talk to the Third Young Master like that? Who gave you the guts!"