Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 570

After the guards came back and reported the situation in the camp, Dian Zhu felt that something was wrong. She wanted to retreat but was stopped by Wen Zongyu.

"You can't leave now even if you want to! If I die, the person I will take away will definitely not be Gong Shangjiao, but you Dianzhu! Don't forget, we are all tied to the same rope now, and you can't live if I die!" Wen Zongyu directly threatened Dianzhu. If she dared to escape, the next person to die would not be Gong Shangjiao, but her.

Although Dian Zhu was filled with resentment and resentment, she knew she was powerless in the face of the demonized people in Wen Zongyu's hands. In the past few days, she had witnessed the powerful power of the demonized people created by Wen Zongyu, and the terrifying power made her shudder.

She mused to herself that confronting this madman head-on was clearly unwise. Throwing her life away for a madman was simply not worth it. Besides, Wen Zongyu was right. If he died, she wouldn't be able to survive. Given Wen Zongyu's personality, he would surely let his army of demonized beings devour her until not even a bone remained.

After weighing the pros and cons, Dianzhu reluctantly chose to compromise. She decided to endure for the time being and wait for the right time to find a way to escape.

Wen Zongyu was not very good at deploying troops, so he handed over the command to his most proud disciple, Zhen Mei, without hesitation.

"Zhen Mei, the teacher has high hopes for you! This time, the teacher is relying on you! You must fight for the teacher's honor!" Wen Zongyu patted Zhen Mei's shoulder, his eyes full of desire for victory.

Zhen Mei was flattered and overwhelmed with excitement. "Don't worry, teacher! I will definitely not let you down!" he vowed.

After receiving Zhen Mei's assurance, Wen Zongyu nodded in satisfaction. Immediately afterwards, Zhen Mei led a large group of demonized people and quickly surrounded the camp from both sides like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Soon, the people in the camp discovered the surrounding enemies, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

As the sounds of enemy attacks were heard, Gong Shangjiao, who had been staying in the tent, also flew out, followed closely by Gong Yuanzheng, who was supposed to be dead.

Although Zhen Mei didn't know Gong Yuanzheng, she knew a little about him from outsiders' descriptions. He had the same exquisite face as Zhuo Yichen, but compared to Zhuo Yichen's maturity and stability, Gong Yuanzheng was more childish. What appeared most with Gong Yuanzheng was the countless exquisite silver ornaments on his head.

When Zhen Mei saw the young man coming out from behind Gong Shangjiao, with his hair full of silver jewelry and a face that he hated so much, he knew they had lost! But now they had no way out! The only way to survive was to give it a try!

The fierce battle between Gong Shangjiao, Gong Yuanzheng, Zhuo Yichen and others and Dian Zhu, Wen Zongyu and others was extremely brutal. Both sides used all their strength and refused to give in.

In the fierce battle, the palace guards gradually gained the upper hand. Ultimately, the Wufeng leader, Dian Zhu, was captured alive. However, while Zhen Mei, the commander of the Chongwu Camp, was killed by palace guards while trying to protect his teacher, Wen Zongyu, he had his arms severed, his legs broken, and was then tightly bound.

Although Dian Zhu was imprisoned, her mind remained clear. She stared wide-eyed at Gong Shangjiao and the others, and suddenly shouted, "You knew our plan all along! You deliberately released the Chongwu Camp guard who returned alive, just to free us from the Old Dust Valley!"

Dian Zhu's voice was filled with anger and resentment. She clearly realized she had fallen into a trap set by Gong Shangjiao and his men. However, Gong Shangjiao remained remarkably calm. He responded calmly, "Even if you know now, what does it matter? You've already been defeated by us! Only death awaits you!"

At this time, Gong Zishang also stood up. She carefully looked at the woman in front of her who had once put the entire palace in crisis, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

"You are the eldest lady of the palace that everyone avoids. It's really better to meet you in person than to hear about you!" Although Dianzhu was tied up, she seemed unusually calm now, as if she had some tricks up her sleeve.

The corners of Gong Zishang's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile. Her sharp eyes stared at Dian Zhu, as if she could see through her inner thoughts.

"Dianzhu, stop pretending!" Gong Zishang's voice was cold and tinged with disdain. "Do you think I don't know that Yun Weishan is your daughter?"

Shangguan Qian looked at Dian Zhu in astonishment. Gong Zishang's words kept echoing in her mind, "Yun Weishan is your daughter..."

Dian Zhu's face turned pale, but she forced herself to remain calm and retorted, "Gong Zishang, you're talking nonsense! I don't even have a daughter! Everyone in the martial arts world knows that I love Zhuomei from the Qingfeng Sect! It was because of his rejection that I sent assassins to destroy the Qingfeng Sect!"

However, Shangguan Qian suddenly seemed to understand something. She widened her eyes and stared at Dian Zhu, "You...you're lying! If Yun Weishan wasn't your daughter, how could she be the Qingfeng Fuye Hand of the Qingfeng Sect? Yun Weishan was just born when the Qingfeng Sect was destroyed! Zhuomei also died in that battle!"

Dian Zhu's lips trembled slightly. She wanted to explain, but found that she had nothing to say at this moment.

Seeing this, Gong Zishang sneered and continued, "Dianzhu, stop your desperate struggle. Your daughter Yun Weishan doesn't have the ability to bring my confused brother to rescue you, so just give up on this idea!"

Dian Zhu's face became increasingly ugly, and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

On the other side, Zhuo Yichen and the others surrounded Wen Zongyu, looking worriedly at Bai Jiu, the youngest member of the team.

"Why! Could it be that everything you told me at the beginning was just a show for me?" Bai Jiu's lips trembled, and his hands tightly clasped the corners of Ying Lei's clothes.

Wen Zongyu stopped pretending at this point, "Because you're stupid! I just put on a show for you, so you didn't take it seriously! And you revealed so many secrets that shouldn't be told to anyone without any defense!"

Wen Zongyu completely ignored Bai Jiu's paper-white face. With a scornful smile on his lips, he continued to mock her mercilessly, "I really don't know how that idiot of your mother gave birth to someone as stupid as you! You were so foolish as to tell others about your uniqueness without reservation! If it weren't for the fact that you still have a little talent in medicine and were lucky enough to learn from Old Man Wang in the Zhuo Mansion, I would have caught you like a chicken, cut you open, and carefully studied what was so special about your body!"

Bai Jiu's tears finally burst out like a flood. His lips trembled as he tried his best to refute: "You are talking nonsense! My mother is not the kind of person you say she is! She is the best person in the world, the kindest and most gentle person! You evil person, you don't understand my mother at all. What right do you have to slander her like this! It's obviously because you are evil at heart that you think everyone is a bad person like you!"

However, Wen Zongyu didn't seem moved by Bai Jiu's crying. Instead, he continued to provoke him even more. "Aren't you stupid? If you weren't stupid, how could you be fooled by a few simple words from me, and willingly let me take your blood so easily! Do you know where those demonized people came from? It's because of your blood! It's your blood that allowed me to successfully create the first demonized person, and also allowed me to successfully create an army of immortal demonized people!"

Bai Jiuru was struck by lightning, and his body trembled violently, as if the whole world was collapsing in an instant. He stared at Wen Zongyu with wide eyes in disbelief, his face full of astonishment and pain.

"You're talking nonsense! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Bai Jiu's voice trembled, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any moment. He couldn't accept the fact that his blood was the key ingredient in creating a demonized human. This was simply a nightmare.

Wen Zongyu's eyes were filled with malice, and he continued to attack Bai Jiu's already broken heart without mercy. "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that everything I said is true?" His words were like sharp blades, ruthlessly piercing Bai Jiu's last line of defense.

Bai Jiu's heart was consumed by fear and despair. He gripped the pestle tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm, yet he felt no pain. His hatred erupted like a volcano. He wanted to use the pestle to end Wen Zongyu's life, to make him pay for his words.

However, just as Bai Jiu raised the pestle, a powerful hand suddenly grabbed his wrist like lightning. Bai Jiu turned his head in astonishment and met Zhao Yuanzhou's eyes. He saw Zhao Yuanzhou's serious and determined face, like an unshakable mountain.

"Bai Jiu, calm down!" Zhao Yuanzhou's voice was low and powerful, as if carrying an irresistible majesty. He held Bai Jiu's wrist tightly, preventing him from having the slightest impulse.

Zhao Yuanzhou didn't even need to cast a spell; his mind, like a powerful force, instantly immobilized Bai Jiu's body, rendering him completely unable to move. "Xiao Jiu, don't fall for his trick!" Zhao Yuanzhou's tone grew increasingly stern. "Don't forget, Wen Zongyu is now in our custody, and he awaits the punishment of your human emperor! If you kill him now, wouldn't that free him?"

Bai Jiu's face was filled with tears, his hand tightly gripping the pestle, unable to swing it. Although his body was immobilized, the pain and anger within him erupted like a volcano. He stared at Zhao Yuanzhou, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.

"So are we just going to let him go?" Bai Jiu's voice trembled. "If the emperor lets him go just for the immortality Wen Zongyu talked about, then what about those people who have become half-human, half-demon because of Wen Zongyu? How can they repay their suffering?"

Zhao Yuanzhou looked Bai Jiu in the eyes seriously and earnestly. To show his respect, he even half-knelt down, looked Bai Jiu in the eye, and said to Bai Jiu word by word: "Bai Jiu, even if you don't believe anyone else's words, then do you believe the words of your Lord Xiao Zhuo? Don't forget the two lords behind Lord Xiao Zhuo! Will they allow the demons of the Great Wilderness to be killed innocently? Or will they allow innocent people in the human world to be forced to become monsters that are neither human nor demon?"

Bai Jiu finally calmed down after hearing what Zhao Yuanzhou said. He dropped the pestle fiercely, shook off Zhao Yuanzhou's hands that were clamped on his shoulders, and walked into the depths of the woods alone.

After seeing Bai Jiu leave with an expressionless face, Ying Lei looked at Zhao Yuanzhou and the others, then looked at Bai Jiu's back as he left.

"Big demon, I'm going to look after Xiaojiu! Don't forget to come find us when you leave!"

After a fierce inner struggle and thinking, Ying Lei finally decided to comfort Xiao Jiu. He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. After saying a few words, he turned around and ran in the direction Bai Jiu had left without hesitation.

Zhao Yuanzhou stood there, watching Ying Lei's back as he walked away until he disappeared from his sight. Then he slowly turned around and cast his gaze on Wen Zongyu who was lying on the ground unable to move.

Wen Zongyu was staring at Zhao Yuanzhou with resentment, clearly frustrated that his plan hadn't worked. Zhao Yuanzhou looked at Wen Zongyu, his lips curled up slightly in a mocking smile.

"Wen Zongyu, Wen Zongyu, you're such a love-hate person." Zhao Yuanzhou's voice was filled with a hint of teasing. "If you say you're smart, you did pick the most squeezed persimmon and successfully angered Ying Lei. But if you say you're stupid, you're pretty stupid too, actually picking the most squeezed persimmon!"

Wen Zongyu's fury intensified upon hearing Zhao Yuanzhou's words. He glared at Zhao Yuanzhou with wide eyes, cursing, "Zhao Yuanzhou, do you think that just because you have a human name, you're a human? Don't dream! You're nothing but a white monkey! You're nothing more than a beast! A beast should have the consciousness of a beast!"

Zhao Yuanzhou's face darkened instantly when he heard the words "white monkey." His body trembled violently, as if he had been severely whipped.

"What did you say?" Zhao Yuanzhou's voice was filled with anger. "You are the white monkey! Your whole family are white monkeys! I've said it so many times! I am a white ape! Ape! A noble white ape!"

It was obvious that he had been completely enraged by Wen Zongyu, and his tone, which had originally been slightly teasing, now became extremely sharp.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved again, Wen Zongyu did not directly provoke Zhao Yuanzhou like he had just done to Bai Jiu. After all, Zhao Yuanzhou was a great demon who had lived for more than 30,000 years.

"A beast is a beast! There's no difference between noble and ungrateful! No matter how noble it is, it's just a beast! It can only be slaughtered!" Wen Zongyu seized Zhao Yuanzhou's identity and launched an attack.

Zhao Yuanzhou wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhuo Yichen behind him, "Zhao Yuanzhou, calm down! Don't fall for his tricks like Xiaojiu!"

Zhao Yuanzhou listened to Zhuo Yichen the most, so even though he was holding back a lot of anger, he could only force himself to endure it. "For the sake of Master Xiao Zhuo, I'll let you go this time! However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living punishment cannot be escaped!"

Zhuo Yichen felt a sense of relief as he watched Zhao Yuanzhou gradually regain his composure. He knew Zhao Yuanzhou wouldn't take Wen Zongyu's life lightly, but he also knew that Wen Zongyu's future would be difficult. After all, Zhao Yuanzhou wasn't a softhearted man. Wen Zongyu was going to suffer greatly for provoking him this time.

After Zhuo Yichen and the two ladies turned and left, Zhao Yuanzhou's face instantly turned gloomy. He waved his hand expressionlessly, and two guards appeared beside him like ghosts. Zhao Yuanzhou coldly ordered, "Take off his shirt!"

The guards took the order and approached Wen Zongyu without hesitation. Although Wen Zongyu was seriously injured, he was still conscious. He watched in horror as the guards approached step by step, and despair surged in his heart.

Soon, the guards tore off Wen Zongyu's shirt, revealing his scarred torso. Seeing this, Zhao Yuanzhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile. He pulled out a small bottle from his bosom, filled with thick honey.

Zhao Yuanzhou pointed the bottle at Wen Zongyu's wound and slowly poured the honey. Honey flowed down the wound, instantly covering it. The sweet scent filled the air, attracting some small reptiles in the forest.

Wen Zongyu's left hand was severed, and both legs were broken. His only remaining right hand was completely unable to protect him. He watched as ants, beetles, and other small insects, attracted by the sweet smell of honey, crawled onto his body and wreaked havoc on his wounds. He felt a surge of fear and helplessness.

He tried desperately to struggle and swat the bugs off his body, but Zhao Yuanzhou had already cast a spell on him, and his body was completely out of control. He could only watch helplessly as the little bugs moved and bit at his wounds, causing bursts of stinging pain.