Seeing this, Hua Wu Que’s eyes narrowed, and he was about to make a move, but then a man dressed as a woman walked out from the house. His mind settled, and he decided to remain aloof and continue being a spectator.
Huang Xue Mei strolled leisurely to the center of the courtyard, glanced sideways at Fei Bin across from her, and said lightly, “What’s wrong with being a woman? Who says women are inferior to men?!” She swept her gaze around the crowd and chuckled, “You people really are stubborn and set in your ways. You call yourselves righteous figures of the martial arts, but the things you do are utterly wicked. Even if Liu Zheng Feng did collude with the Demon Cult, what did his two sons do wrong? Why did you have to be so ruthless!” A cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd, “Six-Fingered Demon琴魔!” It was the Flaming Ancestor, who had managed to escape last time, recognizing her.
The Ghost Saint, who had been sitting and watching the show, saw Huang Xue Mei appear and his eyes gleamed with cunning. He stood up and raised his voice, “Demoness! Heaven has a path, you don’t take it, hell has no door, but you barge in!” He clasped his fists towards the crowd and roared, “This demoness possesses the Heavenly Demon琴 天魔琴, a menace to the martial arts! Today, we, the righteous figures of the martial arts, will not let her escape!”
Those around, upon hearing the name Heavenly Demon琴 天魔琴, stared at Huang Xue Mei with greedy eyes. One middle-aged Daoist, unable to resist the temptation, disregarded the pleas of those around him, stood up, drew his sword, and shouted loudly, “The Heavenly Demon琴 天魔琴 is a threat to the martial arts! We must slay demons and exorcise evil, I, Zhao Zhi Jing, will not shirk my responsibility!” With that, he charged forward.
Seeing someone take the lead, many other martial artists in the crowd stood up, shouting “Slay demons and exorcise evil!” as they rushed forward.
Huang Xue Mei's expression remained calm. With a wave of her left hand, an ancient琴 guqin flew out from the house. She spun around, caught the琴 guqin, sat down cross-legged on the ground, and smiled down, "Righteous figures of the martial arts? Since you say I'm a demon, then today, none of you will leave." Her slender, beautiful hands rested on the琴 guqin, then suddenly lifted her head, furrowed her brow, pulled a琴弦, and flicked it toward the crowd. A surge of energy erupted from the琴弦, and the leading Daoist Zhao Zhi Jing suddenly exploded from head to toe, scattering a shower of blood.
Seeing the tragic fate of Daoist Zhao, those behind him slowed their steps and hesitated.
The Ghost Saint, realizing things were going awry, suddenly jumped up and cried out, "Don’t be afraid, everyone! This Demon琴魔 may be powerful, but how can she be a match for the righteous forces of the martial arts? Let’s all attack together, eliminate her, and seize the Heavenly Demon琴 天魔琴, so it can no longer threaten the martial arts!” Hearing this, those in the crowd, their greed overcoming their fear, let out a collective roar and continued their charge.
Huang Xue Mei’s hands moved like shadows, dancing across the Heavenly Demon琴 天魔琴. Waves of fierce琴音 emanated, and invisible bursts of energy flew out, striking the crowd. For a moment, limbs flew, and fresh blood soaked the ground.
Ding Yi Shi Tai had a fiery temper, and seeing the carnage, she was about to get up, but Yi Lin grabbed her sleeve. Yi Lin turned her head in confusion and saw the cute little bald monk shivering, looking at her pitifully. Her heart softened, and she hugged Yi Lin, whispering comfort to her. However, she didn't realize that her most beloved, honest disciple, was struggling within, “Buddha, Buddha, don’t blame your disciple, it’s not that your disciple wants to deceive Master, it’s just that Kang Jie Jie gave me a signal. Kang Jie Jie won’t do anything wrong, so your disciple shouldn’t have done wrong either.”
Ding Mian, who had been watching for a while, suddenly realized what was happening. He exchanged a look with Fei Bin and charged towards the woman beside Kang Min. A black-robed figure flashed before him and blocked his path. It was Qu Yang, who saw Liu Zheng Feng still kneeling on the ground, lost in his grief over the loss of his sons, and rushed to save him.
The Ghost Saint and the Flaming Ancestor were filled with fear, but they knew that the Demon琴魔 would not let them live. With a silent understanding, they both grabbed the nearest round table and threw it at Huang Xue Mei.
Huang Xue Mei did not dodge or evade. She grabbed a琴弦, stretched it taut, then suddenly released it. The heavy round table, halfway through its flight, exploded in mid-air.
Qu Yang and Ding Fei were battling, and initially, they held the upper hand. However, as time went on, they began to tire, their movements becoming sluggish. Yue Bu Qun saw his opportunity, leaped forward with his sword, and roared, “Demon Cult demons, everyone should kill them! Today, I, Yue Bu Qun, will disregard the rules of the martial arts and attack you. Next year, on the anniversary of your death, I will personally offer you a fine bottle of wine as an apology!” Those around him exclaimed, “What noble conduct from the leader of the Huashan Sect!” “The Gentleman’s Sword lives up to its name!” “Why should Senior Yue bother with the rules of the martial arts with this Demon Cult demon?”
Qu Yang, suspended in mid-air with nowhere to retreat, heard these words and let out a bitter laugh. He thought to himself, "Despicable!" Ding Mian seized his chance and struck him with a palm, sending him flying back, coughing up blood.
Liu Zheng Feng finally regained his senses and cried out, “Brother Qu, why do you have to risk your life for this little brother? Well, today, we brothers will join forces and face the might of the嵩山派.” He stood up and put his arms around Qu Yang, shielding him behind him.
Hua Wu Que just felt that these two were so full of… base feelings. Liu Zheng Feng’s sons were dead, and he didn’t even care about Qu Yang getting hurt. Furthermore, he didn’t even ask a single word about his poor wife.
Yue Bu Qun stopped in his tracks and sighed, “Brother Liu, don’t keep making mistake after mistake. This demon from the日月魔教 has brought you such misery. Why not come to your senses? We can capture this fiend together, and I, Yue Bu Qun, guarantee that I will personally plead for you to the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance.”