The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 418: Breaking the Formation with a Great Blade

Chapter 418: Breaking the Formation with a Great Blade

By the time Chu Huan arrived, there was no one left alive in the second household of the Xue family. It was a massacre of dozens of people!

He felt as if a massive stone was crushing his chest, making it hard to breathe. The two shadow guards had initially considered stepping aside, but seeing the horrific scene, they also felt uneasy. After all, these were living lives at stake.

The exits of the Xue residence were all blocked, and the Xue family members were unable to escape, so they hid in various places. Chu Huan and his companions managed to rescue only a few people along the way.

"Let’s check other places," Chu Huan said, still hoping to save more lives and reduce casualties.

The shadow guards noticed that his arms were covered in blood, and his face was slightly pale, clearly showing signs of excessive blood loss. After all, his blood could only last for a quarter of an hour, and to extend its effect, he had to keep cutting new wounds.

"Third Young Master, the evil spirits act swiftly and can locate living beings. We’re always one step too late," one shadow guard said. "You’ve lost a lot of blood; it’s better to give up now."

Another shadow guard nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, we’ve done our best and can leave with a clear conscience."

Chu Huan, however, said, "There are surely still people alive waiting to be saved. I can’t give up now."

The two shadow guards exchanged a glance, and one of them thought about knocking Chu Huan out to stop him from trying to help the Xue family. But remembering Xue Zhaoxiang’s fate, he decided to hold back.

Sighing, they followed him. Thankfully, Chu Huan’s daily training with his fourth brother had kept him in good shape, so despite his blood loss, he was still moving swiftly.

They managed to save a few more servants on their way. The evil spirit, frustrated by Chu Huan’s continuous interference, was furious. In the dim realm, its ghostly aura spread, its nails lengthening, intending to devour Chu Huan.

But as it floated toward Chu Huan, it was repelled by a burst of golden light. Its ghostly hand was scorched.

The evil spirit had never faced such a setback in all its years of tyranny in the mass grave. Though more vexed, it was also frightened and abandoned its plan to attack Chu Huan.

"Follow it!" Chu Huan ordered urgently.

The shadow guards had no choice but to obey. They were puzzled as to why the Ninth Princess hadn’t shown up yet, despite Chu Huan being in dire straits. They worried whether his blood would last long enough.

Meanwhile, the ghostly aura inside the Xue residence was sealed by a formation, but a sudden appearance of another formation within the residence was suspicious.

Xuanzheng Temple had patrols on the streets every day, and today, Ming Pei was leading a few young Taoists nearby. Ming Pei’s skills had significantly improved after some time of training.

Seeing the unusual energy from the Xue residence, Ming Pei’s expression darkened. "Go and check it out immediately!"

They usually dealt with minor issues, but this was the first time they encountered such a situation. The soldiers were finally able to be put to use!

Ming Pei and his young Taoists arrived at the Xue residence’s entrance. Even the young Taoists noticed, "Master, the Xue residence has been sealed with a formation! Something must have happened!"

"It’s definitely something serious!" Ming Pei squinted his eyes and saw two burnt corpses lying in the open courtyard.

One young Taoist asked, "Master, can you break the formation?"

"Do you even need to ask? I’m not the same as I was yesterday; of course, I can!" Ming Pei declared confidently.

The young Taoists looked at each other, clearly doubtful.

However, Ming Pei walked forward with his chest out, full of assurance. He bit his finger and drew a talisman in the air, quickly forming seals with a grand and powerful gesture.

The young Taoists watched with bated breath, hoping Ming Pei could break the formation with a single move to impress them.

Ming Pei, full of confidence, shouted, "Three Clear Mystic Spirits, break!"

The blood talisman struck the formation barrier with a loud bang, creating a small hole.

Ming Pei immediately grinned, turning around with a smug look. "See, my recent training has paid off. You all should work harder and not slack off, understood?"

The young Taoists’ expressions fell, and the admiration in their eyes vanished.

Seeing their faces, Ming Pei felt displeased and angrily asked, "Did you all hear me?!"

One young Taoist pointed behind him. "Master, you might want to take a look?"

Ming Pei turned around in confusion, only to be stunned. The formation barrier was still intact! The hole he had made was slowly closing up, leaving no trace of damage.

"......" Ming Pei felt utterly embarrassed.

Seeing his dejected figure, one of the young Taoists tried to save face for him, saying, "Master, you only used thirty percent of your power just now. That’s already quite impressive! If you use a hundred percent of your power, you’ll definitely be able to break the entire formation!"

"Right!" The other young Taoists quickly agreed.

Ming Pei took a deep breath and regained his composure. "Alright, this time I’ll use all my strength to break it!"

He thought he had underestimated the formation earlier; it wasn’t as invincible as he had thought.

This time, he used a more advanced talisman, and while drawing it, his energy almost gave out. He staggered slightly, his chest heaving, almost on the verge of vomiting blood.

The young Taoists saw their master struggling and shouted, "Master, stop pushing yourself. Let’s call the Ninth Princess!"

"Yes, your life is more important!"

"Master, please stop!"

Despite their pleas, Ming Pei persisted, clenching his teeth, unwilling to stop. He couldn’t afford to lose face.

After managing to finish drawing the talisman, he recited the spell. This time, the effect was significant, with a violent wind blowing and another gap tearing open.

Ming Pei was thrilled, hoping the gap would widen and finally break the sealing formation.

But the tearing soon stopped and began to close up again.

Ming Pei’s eyes widened, a lump of stagnant blood lodged in his chest, feeling faint and ready to collapse.

Just then, a figure leapt in from behind, agile and graceful. It was a woman!

She brandished a large axe from her back, adorned with strange runes and gleaming with a cold light, clearly capable of slicing through iron.

With her small stature, she wielded the great axe effortlessly, taking a solid stance. She struck the nearly closed gap with a powerful blow!

Raising her chin slightly, her gaze was fierce. She turned her wrist, and the gap reopened, the runes on the back of the axe flashing with golden light.

As the golden light spread, the barrier developed cracks.

Ming Pei clutched his chest, struggling to breathe.

The young girl had managed to break the formation with just a great axe!

He couldn’t hold on any longer, spitting out a mouthful of blood and losing consciousness.