Chapter 873 - 772: Malice

Chapter 873: Chapter 772: Malice

Kill this woman, and Huangfu Jingchen will be hers.

Even if not, with her father’s skills, they could snatch him away. Once they reach Xianglong Sword Sect’s own territory, he would be her husband.

Hadn’t that person already said, everything was up to him!

So, at this moment, Sang Xuewei’s hatred surged from within her heart, igniting a bold evil thought.

The man she fancied, she had initially planned to subtly and quietly bring him home. With Xianglong Sword Sect’s status in the Jianghu, such an ordinary Jianghu rising star should be more than eager to flatter her.

But unexpectedly, she hadn’t even started to move, and he had already left without saying goodbye.

Frightened at the time, Sang Xuewei was brought back to Xianglong Sword Sect by her father’s men. But that young man’s handsome appearance, his outstanding demeanor, even just a glance from him, kept lingering in her mind.

She was already seventeen, her father was also making plans for her marriage. However, among so many so-called talented young men and rising stars, none caught her eye. She felt those men weren’t even worthy to carry Huang Zheng’s shoes.

She fell ill, with lovesickness.

Her frail health worried her father greatly.

Upon learning it was because of a man, her father immediately laughed, thinking it was nothing, just wanting a man. His daughter could even have the stars if she wished.

Her father immediately took people to accompany her to Jiazhou.

However, Huangfu Jingchen was already no longer in Jiazhou. The world was vast, finding one person was not easy. Moreover, this was the southern Jianghu, not Xianglong Sword Sect’s territory, adding to the difficulty of finding him. Even though Jianghu people had wide connections, their connections here weren’t as established as on their own turf.

But unexpectedly, someone voluntarily approached them, informing them of Huang Zheng’s whereabouts, also revealing that Huang Zheng’s real name was Huangfu Jingchen, and Huang Zheng was just an alias.

Knowing that she longed for Huang Zheng and only wished to marry him, her father immediately brought people to Haotian Village.

She thought that with her relentless efforts for him, Huang... Huangfu Jingchen would surely be moved. But she hadn’t expected that standing beside Huangfu Jingchen was a woman, and it seemed that their relationship was quite good. The two held hands in her presence, not letting go.

Jealousy turned to hatred, and murderous intent truly sprang up in her.

In the Xianglong Sword Sect, she was like a little princess. Her father never went against her wishes, always giving her stars even when she asked for the moon, cultivating her imperious nature.

What she wanted, she must have!

The same went for people!

Just now, when Sang Xuewei lunged, although Huangfu Jingchen stepped back several paces, it was no more than four or five feet apart. She was not far from Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wenjin at this moment. Suddenly making a move, catching her off guard, from over there Xia Wanqing saw but didn’t notice the poison needle in her palm. He thought since it was a fight between two young women, it wasn’t fit for him to intervene.

While Sang Daokun, from a different angle, clearly saw the poison needle in his daughter’s hand. He smiled. His Wei’er acted decisively. Anything that posed a threat to her was swiftly removed, just like him.

So what even if the Xia family’s girl got killed? Even here in Haotian Village, who cares?

In the Jianghu, death is trivial, especially among children. Occasional accidents during fights are normal! He was prepared that once his daughter succeeded, he would immediately capture Huangfu Jingchen and then retreat.

Even if it was somewhat unscrupulous, who cares, when securing such a good son-in-law?

Earlier, although they only blocked two moves, he could feel Xia Wanqing’s strong inner strength. But, he was confident in his swordsmanship. Since he wasn’t planning on fighting the entire Haotian Village, just snatching someone midway down the mountain, with his people supporting from behind, there shouldn’t be a problem.

However, Xia Wenjin, with keen eyes, recognized Sang Xuewei, although Sang Xuewei hadn’t recognized her. Sang Xuewei hadn’t fully shown her character at Shian Temple. Xia Wenjin hadn’t interacted with her much and was not familiar. Even though she claimed Huangfu Jingchen as her husband, Xia Wenjin didn’t care.

She trusted Huangfu Jingchen and knew what was going on.

But unexpectedly, this little girl harbored such a vicious thought.

To want to take someone’s life so easily, without any personal grudge against her, just because Huangfu Jingchen was close to her, she wanted her dead? How could she be so malicious?

Nor was she a saint, or rather, her kindness was never for everyone. For someone like her, there’s no need for kindness.

However, as Xia Wenjin was about to make a move, she heard Sang Xuewei cry out miserably, heavily falling to the ground, her entire wrist fractured, even her right arm dislocated. Her face was ashen, this time the tears flowing were truly her own.

It was Huangfu Jingchen who made the move.

He had also seen the poison needle, his eyes turning cold, with a flick of the sleeve and using inner strength, throwing her to the ground.

This time, Sang Xuewei was indeed attempting to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice used to bait it.

Now, not only was her right arm dislocated, but all her bones felt like they were falling apart. When had she ever suffered such a hardship? And more than the physical pain, it was Huangfu Jingchen’s cold gaze that hurt her even more.

Sang Daokun was both shocked and angry, his gaze towards Huangfu Jingchen like he wanted to swallow him whole. Unable to hold back anymore, he brandished his wide sword angrily, "Alright, so this is how it is—relying on Haotian Village, disregarding my Xianglong Sword Sect. Boy, I see you’ve grown tired of living!"

His gaze sharp, if it had been mostly appreciation earlier, now it was bursting with killing intent. His daughter liked him, so naturally, he intended to take him away. If, in time, he relented, fine; if not, then he’d be killed. There were plenty of men in the world, and he wouldn’t allow his daughter to suffer such grievances, even daring to lay a hand on his Wei’er!

Seeing Huangfu Jingchen immediately protecting Xia Wenjin without a second thought, Xia Wanqing’s previous displeasure vanished. A son-in-law too exceptional, being coveted, was normal, not his fault. He paid meticulous care to Wenjin, and that was enough.

He stepped forward, shielding Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wenjin behind him, said in a deep voice, "Sang Sect Leader, you provoke under my Haotian Village’s hill, thinking me too forgiving?"

Sang Daokun pointed his halberd at Huangfu Jingchen, "Chief Xia, today, I only want this boy. If you’re willing to give him, my Xianglong Sword Sect will owe Haotian Village a favor. If Chief Xia insists on opposing Xianglong Sword Sect, then Sang is not one to back down! Just give me a clear answer, this boy, will you hand him over?"

Xia Wanqing sneered, "Nonsense! Does my Haotian Village lack your kind of favor? You come to Haotian Village to seize someone, did you ask me first?"

Sang Daokun said with a stern face, "So you are willing to offend my Xianglong Sword Sect for such a boy?"

"Get lost, he’s my damned son-in-law!" Xia Wanqing wasn’t planning on being polite with Sang Daokun anymore.