An Understated Dominance

After leaving the ruins of the Wang residence, Bai Qingxue did not flee far. She took Little Snow to a secure cave in the barren mountains on the outskirts of Stonia, set up a simple concealment formation, and began to plan. "Yuxia is vindictive by nature. The Wang family massacre must have made her feel she's vented her anger." Bai Qingxue sat cross-legged, a cold gleam flickering in her eyes. "But she definitely won't stop there. I must eliminate this threat." Little Snow lay by her knee, looking up at her and letting out a soft cry. Bai Qingxue stroked her head: "You think we should fight back too, don't you? Hiding isn't a solution. Besides..." The image of that charred ruin appeared before her eyes again. “Those innocent people cannot have died in vain.” She took out the jade which Dustin had given her, rubbing the smooth jade surface thoughtfully. This man Dustin, though he had lost all his cultivation, possessed excellent medical ski...

 "Immortal Lady, everything has been cleaned up." The sinister man, covered in blood, reported. Immortal Lady Yuxia nodded, her gaze sweeping over the blood-soaked residence. There was not a trace of pity in her eyes, only disgust: "Burn it all down, burn it completely clean! I want nothing left standing!" The guards acknowledged the order and quickly splashed lamp oil throughout the residence—they had come prepared. As the torches were thrown, roaring flames instantly leapt up, greedily devouring the wooden structures, furniture, and the corpses of the innocent. Fire blazed toward the sky as thick smoke billowed. The once respectable Wang family residence groaned and crackled in the inferno, gradually transforming into a sea of fire. "We're leaving!" Immortal Lady Yuxia cast one final glance at the blaze before departing swiftly with her guards, disappearing at the end of the street. Shortly after they left, a beam of blue-green light descended from t...

 Night deepened gradually. Bai Qingxue and Little Snow had not gone far from Stonia. She found a temporary cave in a secluded mountain forest to meditate and heal her wounds. Yesterday's battle with Immortal Lady Yuxia had been won, but it had aggravated her old injuries. She needed time to stabilize. Little Snow lay quietly beside her, licking its front paws, its amber eyes occasionally watching the cave entrance with vigilance. Bai Qingxue's heart was far from calm. She knew well Immortal Lady Yuxia's vindictive nature. Had Daoist Master Qingsong not suddenly appeared and vouched for them, she would never have let her leave so easily. Though Daoist Master Qingsong seemed impartial, his attitude was ambiguous—there seemed to be more going on behind the scenes. And the "Purple Sky Jade Family" behind Immortal Lady Yuxia held considerable power among the hidden clans, known for their domineering ways. "The Wang family..." Bai Qingxue thought of those mort...

 The night wind carried a bone-piercing chill, sweeping over the smoke and blood above the Wang family residence. Immortal Lady Yuxia clutched her gravely injured, unconscious son as she fled Stonia in disarray under the escort of several trusted subordinates, temporarily hiding in a secluded stronghold deep in the mountains. It was an abandoned ancient Daoist temple, left derelict for years. Among the crumbling walls, a few wing rooms remained relatively intact. Moonlight filtered through the broken window lattices, falling upon her twisted, pale face, making her appear even more sinister. "Mother... it hurts..." The boy Lin'er murmured in his unconsciousness, his small body curled up in pain. Immortal Lady Yuxia carefully laid her son on a decrepit bed cushioned with thick blankets, examining his injuries. Though Bai Qingxue's palm strike hadn't directly taken Lin'er's life, the frost spiritual energy had invaded his meridians, causing severe damage to t...

 "Arrogant!" The female cultivator shouted in fury, forming hand seals as a bolt of purple lightning shot from her hands, striking directly at Bai Qingxue. Bai Qingxue neither dodged nor evaded. She simply raised her right hand, and a white light shield appeared in her palm. The purple lightning struck the shield with a tremendous boom, yet failed to move it even slightly. "How is this possible?" The female cultivator's expression changed. "You were clearly badly injured—how can you still have such power?" Bai Qingxue didn't answer. Her form flickered, and she was already in front of the female cultivator, palm striking out. The palm strike seemed light and airy, but the wind it generated contained tremendous spiritual power. The female cultivator didn't dare take it head-on and retreated hastily while continuously waving her hands, sending out blade after blade of purple light. Bai Qingxue's figure weaved through the light blades like a ph...

No—!" Before Wang Yurou's scream could fully escape, the female cultivator had already raised her hand and waved. A flash of purple light, and Wang Yurou's hands were severed at the wrists. Blood gushed forth. She let out an agonized scream and fainted. Suppressed gasps and sobs filled the hall, but no one dared cry out loud, fearing they would be next. "Take her away." The female cultivator waved dismissively, as if shooing away a fly. Two Wang family servants trembled as they stepped forward and dragged the unconscious Wang Yurou out, leaving a glaring trail of blood on the floor. "Anyone else object?" The female cultivator surveyed the room, her gaze sharp as a blade. Everyone bowed their heads deeply, not daring to meet her eyes. But the boy was still unsatisfied. He walked over to a young woman kneeling nearby. It was Wang Jing, Wang Mingde's granddaughter, who had just started university and was home for the summer to help out. She was pretty ...

 "The situation at the Montgomary Palace is unclear right now. Take care of yourself too." Natasha said something caring for once. "Losing an opponent like you would make life quite boring." Dahlia seemed to laugh on the other end: "Don't worry. I certainly won't die before you." "Hmph." Natasha let out a soft snort and hung up. "What did she say?" Dustin finally asked. "She said it was Mark Montgomary's doing, and warned me to be careful—the Montgomary Palace isn't stable right now." Natasha put away her phone. "She said unknown forces have intervened, and even she can't control things anymore." Dustin's brow furrowed slightly: "Mark Montgomary... I remember him. Quite ambitious. But a force that even Dahlia finds troublesome is probably no simple matter." "Yes, she said it might be connected to the 'special individuals' who've recently appeared in Stonia." Nat...