The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 994 - 993: Slay Gods When Encountered, Slay Buddhas When Met

Chapter 994: Chapter 993: Slay Gods When Encountered, Slay Buddhas When Met

"Mianmian."

Xiao Qimo had never seen her like this before, hurriedly holding her hand to offer her the utmost comfort and healing.

Such a side of her was frightening, making him feel that he might lose her at any moment...

Lu Mian pulled her hand away.

The man’s palm was left empty.

Lu Mian rolled up the sleeves of her blue camouflage uniform, fold by fold, her movements slow and elegant, like the calm before a storm.

Moments later, a hint of bloodlust flashed in her eyes, and she faced Xiao Qimo, lightly pulling her lips into a smile.

"I told you before, I’m not a good person."

"..."

Xiao Qimo’s heart tightened harshly. Before he could say anything, he was pushed away by Lu Mian.

He watched as she walked towards the main building.

The girl under the sunset was bathed in golden red light.

Every step she took fulfilled four words.

Yuanyuan, I’m here.

Jing Che was so intimidated by Lu Mian’s aura that he stood frozen for a moment before regaining his senses.

"Miss Lu, wait!" He reached out his hand to stop her.

Jing Pei looked at his grandson and silently praised his courage.

Lu Mian stopped in her tracks.

"Are you going to storm the Underground Palace? I must advise you, the palace is filled with traps, it’s a life-and-death situation! Charging in recklessly like that, you might just end up losing yourself. It’s better to calm down and carefully plan..."

He came to discuss a plan with Lu Mian, not to watch her march to her death.

After Jing Che’s advice, he saw Lu Mian resuming her pace, striding forward with determination.

A cool, resolute voice floated over, tinged with a bit of hoarseness.

"Who said I’m going to storm the Underground Palace?"

Lu Mian left that sentence behind and stepped onto the stairs of the main building.

Jing Che muttered a curse, fearing that she might be going to settle scores with her father and stepmother?

"All the more, you shouldn’t be impulsive. My father and stepmother’s side are heavily guarded; you can’t defeat them! The Chixia Sect has at least five thousand disciples, if not ten thousand.

Lu Mian, a single girl, even with the power of a few of us, it’s hard to suppress so many people.

If a duel could solve the problem, I would have long forced my father to the Underground Palace.

But no matter how lacking my father might be, he’s still the Sect Master of the Chixia Sect, a master with genuine martial skills, having trained thousands of martial disciples.

Lu Mian didn’t care about any of that; she was already standing at the entrance of the main building.

After taking a long look at the doors of the main building, she reached out her right hand and tore off the band-aid on the back of her hand, stretching her right hand and body a few times. In the next second, to Jing Che’s shock, she kicked the doors open directly!

Bam!

The loud sound of the door being kicked open drew the attention of a patrolling team of disciples.

A team of ten disciples suddenly swarmed in, surrounding Lu Mian.

"Who dares to intrude—"

Before he finished his sentence, Jing Che only heard an "ah" sound, the person being thrown off the stairs, crashing heavily to the ground.

Then one, two... ten.

Those not lacking in combat power Chixia Sect disciples seemed to suddenly lose their strength in front of Lu Mian, all being tossed out like rag dolls.

Afterward, Lu Mian’s face didn’t turn red, nor did her heart race!

With the fighting noises and the tragic cries of disciples at the entrance, on Hong Junhua’s side, they promptly rushed into the hall. Seeing disciples lying around in a mess on the floor, the old woman, in her seventies or eighties, screamed on the spot.

"Who dares to be so audacious!"

Her voice full of breath, clearly showing some martial prowess.

When she saw the wayward girl standing in the middle of the hall, Hong Junhua’s gaze immediately became much more disdainful.

"Wretched girl, looking to die, are you?! Do you even know what place this is!" Hong Junhua cursed, then glared at Jing Pei, Xiao Qimo, and the other two who followed Lu Mian, "Good for you all, rebellion?!"

The only sound in the spacious hall was Hong Junhua’s sharp and fierce voice.

While the atmosphere was still, a shadow suddenly loomed over Hong Junhua’s head. As she looked up, she saw Lu Mian standing unmovingly, with a wicked smile on her face, looking down at her.

"You..."

Hong Junhua suddenly felt a trace of horror.

"Ah—"

Amidst her scream, the old woman stumbled back repeatedly until she could retreat no further, crashing her back onto the corner of the table, then falling to the ground.

Hong Junhua’s face was filled with shock.

Lu Mian was already striding calmly to her side; her tall figure seemed like Mount Tai threatening to overwhelm her.

Her right leg was just so easily placed on her body.

"Wretched girl, you dare!"

Lu Mian not only dared to step on her, but her hand also directly grabbed Hong Junhua’s hair; the girl’s eyes were tinged with blood, silent and calm, yet chilling as a demon from hell.

Lu Mian tilted her head slightly, pulling a cold smile.

"In the past, I never laid hands on the old, weak, pregnant, or disabled. You’re fortunate to be the first."

Hong Junhua seemed not to understand her meaning, her face turning pale, yet stubbornly obstinate.

"Just you! Believe it or not, my Chixia Sect disciples could grind you to dust in no time!"

"Heh."

Lu Mian’s hand yanked back the opponent’s hair, slamming it hard against the table leg.

"Bang!"

Once.

"Bang!"

Twice.

All her emotions were expressed through her actions.

Hong Junhua’s curses were accompanied by screams, each one louder than the last.

"Wretched girl, bullying an old woman, you’ll get your retribution! And Jing Pei, you useless man, you just watch your own wife being bullied by a wretched girl? Jing Che, have you forgotten I’m your grandmother?! Why are you two just standing there coldly!"

Jing Che was a bit dumbfounded, looking for help from his grandfather.

Jing Pei never knew Lu Mian had such good martial skills. When he accidentally met this little girl sixteen years ago, he didn’t realize she had such unique bones, a natural talent for martial arts...

"Young Nephew Xiao, this..." Jing Pei pointed at Lu Mian, feeling she wasn’t in her right state.

Xiao Qimo shook his head; he can’t stop it now, nor did he want to.

Mianmian was angry.

To be honest, it was the first time he had seen her so temperamental.

That sentence "I’m not a good person" kept replaying in his mind, like a trailer that could unveil a bloody and fierce storm at any moment.

"Let’s watch for now."

Xiao Qimo remembered Lu Mian saying that when she was angry, she’d use force to relieve her emotions.

He didn’t move, and neither did Jing Che and Jing Pei.

Lu Mian’s actions continued, and shortly, Hong Junhua’s forehead was already bleeding.

Soon, Xi Mei, alarmed by the noises, appeared swaying with her large belly. Seeing such a scene, she screamed in fright, "Mom!"

It was her first time seeing her powerful mother-in-law in such a miserable state.

Xi Mei hurriedly walked over, wanting to rescue Hong Junhua.

Lu Mian glanced at this woman, offering another faint cold smile.

This old woman slapped Yuanyuan and tried to marry her off carelessly.

This woman framed Yuanyuan, causing her to be confined to the Underground Palace.

Very well.

At this moment, she had no scruple, stepping forward to grab the other by her neck fiercely!

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