Supreme Master: Cultivation Starts After Recruiting SSS-Grade Talent-Chapter 35 - Threaten [2]

"Father!" Chen Yinyin screamed, her heart twisting in agony. All reason vanished from her mind.

Without thinking, she burst out of the protective Celestial Currents Formation, racing toward her family.

"Yinyin, no! What are you doing?!"

Chen Yan's voice was filled with panic, regret, and an overwhelming desire to protect his daughter. But it was too late. She was already moving.

Wei Wu's cruel laughter rang out as he appeared behind Chen Yinyin, blocking her escape. The cold steel of his sword gleamed as he sneered at her.

"Ah... so you do care after all." His eyes glinted. "For a moment, I thought you'd actually abandoned them."

Yinyin spun around, her spiritual energy gathering in her palm. "Wei Wu, this has nothing to do with them! If it's me you want, come for me, but don't involve my family."

Wei Wu chuckled, lifting a hand lazily. "Of course I'll come after you. But you misunderstand."

He gave a cold glance toward the captives.

"Your family was never meant to live. They were just bait to drag you out of your hole. Now that you're here..."

"They're useless." With a casual flick of his wrist, he signaled his subordinates to act.

Chen Yinyin's blood boiled as she watched in horror. The Mystic Forest Sect members moved swiftly, their swords gleaming as they readied themselves to execute her family.

"You bastard!"

Just as the swords of the Mystic Forest Sect disciples came slicing down, an invisible force swept through the battlefield like a divine judgment.

In the next breath, their bodies froze, mid-swing, mid-breath, locked in place as though time itself had turned against them.

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Then, without warning, their bodies exploded into a mist of crimson. Bone, flesh, and spirit scattered like ash in the wind, erased by a power they couldn't even see, much less resist.

Wei Wu staggered back, horror twisting his face. The scent of blood hung heavy in the air, and his robes fluttered as spiritual pressure pressed down like a mountain. Panic rising, he darted behind a nearby Elder and screamed toward the sky.

"Who's there?! Show yourself! Do you have any idea who you're offending? This is the Mystic Frost Sect! Are you courting death?!" His voice echoed, but no reply came.

Instead, a gust of wind stirred the dust, and a white-robed figure appeared beside Chen Yinyin, so silent and sudden it was as though he had always been there.

"Yinyin," Xie Ren said softly, "go tend to your family. Leave the rest to me."

"Master... thank you!"

Xie Ren had originally allowed this confrontation, thinking it would be a test for her, a chance to sharpen her will. But using her family as leverage had crossed a line.

Chen Yinyin didn't waste a second. Her knees hit the blood-soaked ground beside her father, her hands hovering as if even her touch might cause him pain.

"Father..." Her voice cracked. "Please, hang on..."

Chen Yan forced a smile, though his face was pale and twisted in pain. "Yinyin... my good daughter. Don't cry now... I'm still breathing, aren't I?"

Tears welled in her eyes as she clutched his bloodied hand, her heart breaking. "This is all my fault... I was reckless. If I hadn't attacked the Mystic Frost Sect disciples back then, they wouldn't have come for you. For any of you..."

"Don't be foolish!" Chen Yan barked, his voice strained but firm. "You've done nothing wrong. I would've given both arms and more if it meant seeing you reach the Golden Core realm! You've already walked farther than most ever dream, how could a father not be proud?"

His lips trembled, but his eyes held nothing but pride. In her, he saw the hope for their clan's future.

"Father..."

Chen Yinyin's legs gave out beneath her, and she dropped to her knees, her head bowed in guilt and grief.

"What are you doing, girl? There's no time to kneel! Get back to the mountain now! The Mystic Frost Sect... they brought a Nascent Soul cultivator with them!"

A Nascent Soul expert? So what of it? She had her all-powerful master behind her.

Chen Yinyin didn't hesitate. She turned to face Xie Ren, her eyes steady.

"Master," she said quietly, "please hold off the Nascent Soul cultivator... as for the rest, those who hurt my family, I want to face them myself."