Chapter 108: A Storm is Brewing (4)
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
The scarlet rain that fell brought with it an acrid and suffocating smell. Jun Wu Xie glanced at the bodies scattered all over, her eyes strangely calm.
"Sorry I woke you, Wu Xie." Jun Wu Yao smiled apologetically, and looked down at his blood spattered clothes. "I really wish you didn't have to see me like this."
Jun Wu Xie narrowed her eyes. Upon hearing fighting from the front yard, her eyes flashed a cold intent.
[Mistress! Something's up] The little black cat arched it's back in anxiety.
"It's the Emperor." Jun Wu Xie reasoned exceptionally coldly. "Jun Wu Yao!"
"Hmm?" Jun Wu Yao smiled faintly, fervour in his eyes.
"Kill them."
"As you wish." Jun Wu Yao's smiled and his slender figure turned into a shadow, and shot towards the front yard.
[Mistress, your uncle!] The little black cat exclaimed.
With a flourish, Jun Wu Xie threw the little black cat. Its body elongated and bulked up and a majestic black beast landed in the back yard. Jun Wu Xie hopped onto the beast, eyes ablaze with fury.
"Go!"
The ferocious black beast, in full stride, sped towards Jun Qing.
Clamour and din tore through the night in the Lin Palace, as the stench of death hung heavily over the palace.
Jun Qing sat in his wheelchair, eyes narrowed, staring down the group of men in black who broke in. A sword in hand, droplets of scarlet were dripping down the tip of his sword onto his wheelchair, as blood from the five dark clothed figures who laid dead, around the wheelchair. More shadows closed in on him.
"I see Your Highness is still as skilled as before, but in your current state, are you able to win against these odds?" The dark clothed man sneered, looking at Jun Qing in his wheelchair.
They know very well the formidable skills and prowess the Jun Family possessed, if Jun Qing was still at his peak, he might be able to defeat them all, but the once formidable Jun Qing had been reduced to a cripple, with great sword skills, albeit without the freedom to move his legs.
Jun Qing eyed the men in black that surrounded him, expression cold as steel, eyes narrowed as his eyes flashed a glint of murderous intent.
These men in black, having chose this most opportune time to come here, obviously had plotted this for some time. With the majority of the guards out of the city, the few remaining guards, must be having a hard time with the enemy.
"A small fry, showing such impertinence in Lin Palace, you overestimate yourself." Jun Qing intoned coldly.
He was not afraid he was surrounded. He was more worried for Jun Xian and Jun Wu Xie!
Jun Xian was impelled to leave the city, and these men in black immediately stormed the Lin Palace. This whole ruse was targeted at the Lin Palace all this time! He was worried if Jun Xian was all right, and if his niece Jun Wu Xie was safe.
Jun Wu Xie did not have any contractual spirit and was not able to develop her spiritual energy. She would not stand a chance against them if the men in black found her.
"Your Highness is sounding rather high and mighty, there are but a few guards here tonight, and there is no point dragging the inevitable. The remaining guards are held up in battle in the front yard, and I'm afraid the Young Miss of your household might have already lost her head. Tonight will be the downfall of Lin Palace, surrender yourself and I'll give you a painless death." The dark clothed man gloated.
A sudden bright gleam flashed, and the dark clothed man's eyes widened in horror before he collapsed.
Though surrounded by the men in black, Jun Qing was unyielding, his blue cloak fluttered in the breeze, his attractive features took on a menacing shift, as he gripped his sword, and fixed his gaze on the enemy.
Chapter 109: A Storm is Brewing (5)
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
"Intruders of Lin Palace, shall DIE!" The decade of repression withheld within Jun Qing burst forth at that moment into a mesmerising dance with his blade, a weaving trail of moonlight reflecting off the sword like liquid silver, weaving through the shadowed figures in a flash!
Standing as though rooted to the ground, the shadows had no time to react!
They stood in blank astonishment, looking at Jun Qing.
Did the cripple who was sitting in the wheelchair, just kill a score of his enemies in a flash? That swift and unerringly precise swordplay chilled them to their bones.
Jun Qing was not crippled! He was faster than ever!
They could only watch on in dismay, as their comrades were killed one by one, as chilling fear crept into their hearts.
"White Owl!" Jun Qing summoned under his breath, and blinding brilliance burst forth from the ring on his finger. A large white owl manifested within the light, and with a screech, swooped into the enemies!
The Bone Corroding White Owl! Jun Qing's contractual spirit, of the highest seventh level of spiritual power, had spread fear in battle throughout the lands!
For ten years….. Jun Qing had hidden the spirit from people, and most have forgotten the existence of the Bone Corroding White Owl!
With its massive wingspan of over three metres, it kicked up a bloody whirlwind among the enemies, in the eye of the storm!
"Damn it! Jun Qing's legs! How can Jun Qing move like this? What is happening!?" The shadowed figures crowed as they were pushed back by the ferocious onslaught of blindingly fast swordplay by Jun Qing and the savage ferocity from the massive beast of an owl. With less than half their numbers remaining, they fled in retreat.
"Arghhhhh!!" The first of the retreating enemies screamed, and the dark clothed group turned to the sound of terror.
A magnificent black beast stood with a dark clothed figure's neck held mangled within its massive jaws, bright red blood ran freely, as it splattered all over the ground.
Crack.
The beast broke the neck.
"None of you will leave here alive tonight." Perched upon the back of the beast, a beautiful youthful girl declared indifferently to the panic stricken group of dark clothed men, staring down at them with cold merciless eyes.
The black beast sensed the blood thirstiness emanating from its mistress, and pounced upon the enemy.
With blindingly fast Jun Qing at their backs, the vicious Bone Corroding White Owl above, and the ferocious black beast blocking their retreat, the group of men in black fell in a symphony of screams. Even at the point of death, they did not know what hit them.
The Lin Palace was on its decline, how are they still so strong?
Nearly a hundred men in black were slaughtered in a blink of an eye, the pungent smell of blood hung heavily, the ground littered with bodies, turning the once quiet and tranquil backyard into a scene from hell, a ghastly sight to behold.
"Wu Xie! Are you alright?!" Having killed all the enemies, Jun Qing looked inquiringly at his niece perched atop the massive beast, eyes alight with wonder.
The white owl fluttered down, hooked claws on a corpse, and tilted its head, observing Jun Wu Xie's mount.
"I'm fine, Uncle. Are you hurt?" Jun Wu Xie asked.
"It will take more than these trash to injure me, I must say I feel slighted." Jun Qing gestured at the beast under Jun Wu Xie, eyes bright with fascination, and asked :"And, this is…..?"
The black beast looked very much like a panther, but upon closer inspection, it was bigger, more bulky and muscular, and its ears were pointed, unlike the rounded ones of a panther.
"Meow" A gentle meow sounded from the imposing black beast with its slavering fanged jaws.
Jun Qing was dumbstruck in astonishment.
This is Little Black, you've seen him." Jun Wu Xie explained.
"...." Looking back at the times when Jun Wu Xie had been carrying the tiny little black cat in her arms, Jun Qing was unable to believe the massive beast that stood in front of him and that tiny kitty were one and the same.
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