Chapter 13: My Female Lead Appears {Four}

Seeing it was Huo Bu, Weng Tong’s brows slightly furrowed, her expression cold, with displeasure and disgust flashing in her eyes.

Huo Bu, having been dragged out by Weng Tong, flustered said, “Master, it’s me. It’s me! I… I was just……”

Weng Tong coldly interrupted Huo Bu, “Didn’t I tell you to return to your Xuanwei Division? What are you doing here?”

Huo Bu hurriedly replied, “Master, please don’t be angry. I… I was just curious. I’ll watch from a distance and won’t cause any trouble for you. I promise.”

Just as Weng Tong was about to say more, three one-legged, long-armed black shadows suddenly flashed and entered the herders’ livestock shed ahead. Their speed was extremely fast, invisible to those without cultivation.

Seeing this, Weng Tong turned to Huo Bu and the other person and said coldly, “You two stay here and absolutely must not come out.”

After speaking, she gave Little Weng Li a meaningful glance. Little Weng Li smiled understandingly at her elder sister and nodded. The two sisters then activated their Spirit Energy, took a deep breath, and silently approached the livestock shed slowly.

Inside the shed, three green-eyed, one-legged, long-armed Mountain Goblins were dragging two water buffaloes outward, making “huffing” sounds with their mouths. Seeing this, Weng Tong drew her Juehun sword with a “clang,” then leaped forward, charging straight at the Mountain Goblins. As Weng Tong thrust her sword, the three Mountain Goblins immediately released the water buffaloes and instead pounced on Weng Tong, who nimbly dodged. Meanwhile, Little Weng Li flipped her wrist and charged forward with her crimson cloud. In an instant, sparks flew, sword light swirled, and the five figures engaged in a fierce battle.

The three Mountain Goblins consisted of two large ones and one small one, likely a family of three. The two large ones were extremely fierce, their long arms like tempered steel. When the crimson cloud and Juehun struck their arms, only sparks flew with “clanging” sounds.

Seeing that the Mountain Goblins’ arms were impervious to attacks, Little Weng Li immediately swung her crimson cloud to target their abdomens instead. The Mountain Goblins were cunning, using their left arms to deflect Weng Li’s sword blade while swinging their right arms toward her face. Weng Li sidestepped to avoid the blow, swiftly slapped a control Talisman onto the Mountain Goblin’s body, then activated her Spirit Energy to soar into the air. She flew back several Zhang, and after landing, quickly drew Wuhuan from her waist, bringing it to her lips to blow into the holes. Instantly, the flute’s melody soared.

In moments, the large Mountain Goblin with the Talisman attached, upon hearing the flute, seemed to fall under a spell. Its pair of green eyes stared blankly in Weng Li’s direction, its long arms drooping obediently. With its single leg, it hopped behind Weng Li rhythmically.

Despite having only one leg, the Mountain Goblin covered great distance with each hop and moved at a high frequency, allowing it to match a cheetah’s speed. However, under the control of Weng Li’s flute, its hopping now followed the rhythm of her melody—fast when she played fast, slow when she played slow. Thus, Weng Li faced the Mountain Goblin, playing Wuhuan as she slowly retreated toward the mountains. She intended to lure this large Mountain Goblin away to deal with it separately. When together, the three often watched out for each other, making their attacks more coordinated and ferocious, thus harder to handle. By luring one large one away, Weng Li aimed to let her elder sister focus on dealing with the other two. Weng Li thought it would be best to find a high cliff, control the large Mountain Goblin, and make it jump off to its death.
After Weng Li lured away a large Mountain Goblin, the other two—one large and one small, began fighting fiercely with Weng Tong. Suddenly, the smaller Mountain Goblin seemed to have noticed something and charged straight toward the spot where Weng Tong and Weng Li had been hiding earlier. Seeing this, Weng Tong thought, “Oh no,” because Huo Bu was still concealed there. She immediately abandoned the large Mountain Goblin and rushed after the smaller one. But before she could catch up, Huo Bu dashed out on his own.

At the sight of Huo Bu emerging, Weng Tong halted abruptly, pausing for a moment. She noticed that Huo Bu’s eyes had turned green, and he was making strange, guttural “hu hu” sounds. With his arms outstretched, he appeared ready to attack her.

Weng Tong was shocked and thought, “This is bad! Huo Bu has been bewitched by the Mountain Goblin. How could this happen? He was hiding so well—how was he discovered? Didn’t I warn them not to move recklessly?” As she pondered how the small Mountain Goblin had detected Huo Bu, the large Mountain Goblin caught up from behind, swinging its long arms at her. Weng Tong swiftly turned, brandishing her sword, and met the attack, leaving the bewitched Huo Bu behind without a second thought.

With a light sidestep, she dodged the large Mountain Goblin’s sweeping arms and countered with a swift sword strike. The creature crossed its arms in front to block, then swung them again with immense force, the movement creating a “hu hu” gust of wind. Unwilling to withstand the hammer-like blows, Weng Tong retreated several steps. Suddenly, she felt her back hit something solid. Glancing sideways, she realized she had bumped into Huo Bu. Weng Tong thought, “When did this guy move over here? How did I not notice?”

Weng Tong was still in a daze when Huo Bu suddenly seized her neck from behind and instantly mounted her back. Immediately, all her movements became sluggish. The massive Mountain Goblin, having missed its initial strike with its arm, saw that Weng Tong was restrained and promptly swung both arms to smash down on her again. Witnessing this, Weng Tong was terrified. The consequences of taking this blow were unpredictable. She wanted to dodge, but Huo Bu firmly gripped the back of her neck and pressed down on her back, making her movements arduous. She couldn’t use her sword to stab Huo Bu behind her. Facing the hammer-like arms of the Mountain Goblin about to crash down on her head, a helpless Weng Tong could only slowly close her eyes.

Suddenly, Weng Tong felt the grip on her neck loose, followed by a lightening of the weight on her back—Huo Bu had fallen off her. Weng Tong quickly turned to look and saw Feng Chi standing dazedly behind her, his eyes glaring red, his sword still dripping with blood. Weng Tong had no time to ponder, as the Mountain Goblin’s hammer-like arms were about to strike her head. With a supple “iron bridge” maneuver, she followed with a sideways roll, nimbly evading the Mountain Goblin’s twin hammer-like arms. Seeing it had missed, the Mountain Goblin lunged toward Feng Chi, who stood ahead holding his sword in a daze. Seizing the opportunity, Weng Tong swiftly retrieved a Talisman from her Qiankun bag and affixed it to Jue Hun. A cold gleam flashed, and with a “thud,” Jue Hun pierced straight into the Mountain Goblin’s body from its lower back. The Mountain Goblin spat a mouthful of blood, splashing Feng Chi’s face, then toppled over like a log, lying motionless on the ground.

The Mountain Goblin’s blood snapped Feng Chi back to his senses. Seeing the creature fall, he promptly knelt on one knee and said, “This subordinate failed in his duty, nearly exposing my lord to danger.”

Weng Tong glanced at Feng Chi without a word, merely kicking the Mountain Goblin’s corpse on the ground. She then went to check whether Huo Bu was alive or dead. As soon as she crouched down, she noticed Huo Bu’s attendant not far away, standing frozen with his mouth agape, staring blankly at Feng Chi and the fallen Huo Bu. Without a second thought, Weng Tong released Jue Hun, sending it flying toward the attendant. With another “thud,” Jue Hun pierced straight into the attendant’s body. The attendant grunted without even having time to react and collapsed. Immediately after, with a “clang,” Jue Hun returned to its sheath. Weng Tong reached out and felt around Huo Bu’s body, soon retrieving a Talisman from him.

Clutching the Talisman, Weng Tong examined it carefully and snorted coldly, “Hmph—a Blood Curse!” She then stood up, crumpled the Blood Curse in her palm, and took out a small white porcelain bottle from her robe, handing it to Feng Chi. “Corpse Dissolving Powder. Clean this up quickly.” After speaking, Weng Tong chased after the direction Weng Li had retreated.

After Weng Tong left, Feng Chi stood frozen in place, gripping the bottle of Corpse Dissolving Powder. It took him a long while to regain his composure. Then, with a troubled heart, he disposed of Huo Bu and the attendant’s bodies.

Later, the young Weng Li single-handedly killed another Mountain Goblin. Weng Tong returned to the livestock pen to carefully inspect it once more, then led the group back to Yelang overnight. Afterward, it was said that Prince Huo Bu of the Caohai Tribe encountered Mountain Goblins on his way back to Xuanwei Manor, leaving not even a trace of his remains.

On the third day after returning to Yelang, Weng Tong summoned Feng Chi to the Humble Abode.

Inside the Humble Abode, Feng Chi was kneeling on one knee, head bowed as he awaited instructions from the person seated behind the desk. Yet the figure behind the desk remained silent for a long while. The room grew so quiet it felt unnerving, and this silence sent a chill down Feng Chi’s spine.

Behind the desk, Weng Tong was intently reviewing the reports submitted over the past few days. His face was calm and expressionless, but a faint, cold gleam flickered in his eyes.

After a long pause, Weng Tong’s icy voice came from behind the desk: “Feng Chi, do you admit your guilt?”

Hearing this, Feng Chi’s heart tightened, and he hurriedly replied, “This subordinate is filled with trepidation.”

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