CHAPTER 282: CHAPTER 277: HEROINE AND DEMONESS

Ye Qiu believed the words of the Demon Sect’s Fourth Guardian, and in the end, she struck him down decisively. The forces of the Demon Sect within the Governor’s Office were also thoroughly eradicated by Ye Qiu. Just when she was about to return to Medicine Valley, Yin Shaochen and Leng Zhao Yue showed up at her doorstep.

Leng Zhaoyue appeared to have sustained a severe internal injury, barely clinging to life with the Inner Strength constantly poured into her by Yin Shaochen.

"Housekeeper Ye, I beg you, please just let us see Uncle Ye. Zhaoyue really can’t hold on much longer." Yin Shaochen pleaded with his eyes red with urgency.

"Young Master Yin." Housekeeper Ye sneered, "Don’t drag Medicine Valley into the mud you willingly wallowed in. This Lady Leng Zhaoyue is wanted across the martial arts world, do you think we would stand against the Entire Martial World for her?"

Yin Shaochen, however, did not buy this excuse. Let alone the fact that Zhaoyue was wrongfully accused, even if she were guilty, hadn’t Medicine Valley always remained apart from worldly affairs? Could it be that they still resented him for breaking off the engagement?

It must be so, why else would they refuse to help even after he offered wealth?

Yin Shaochen, acknowledging his fault, hung his head in apology: "Housekeeper Ye, I know that my disrespect in calling off the engagement was my fault, but that has nothing to do with Zhaoyue. I implore you to grant me an audience with Uncle Ye, so I might apologize to him in person."

"There’s no need for that. The martial arts world is too riddled with disputes. Medicine Valley has closed off; we are not receiving anybody." Housekeeper Ye stated emotionlessly, his gaze mocking as he looked at Yin Shaochen.

To think he had the shamelessness to bring a demoness to their Miss’s doorstep for rescue – who gave him such gall?

Looking at the pale and bloodless Leng Zhaoyue, Yin Shaochen grew frantic: "Housekeeper Ye, I beg you, please allow me to see Uncle Ye. He has a kind heart; he would not stand by and watch someone die."

Housekeeper Ye scoffed: "Young Master Yin, does your father know you’ve come to Medicine Valley with a demoness seeking help?"

Seeing Yin Shaochen’s embarrassed expression, Housekeeper Ye continued: "Young Master Yin, for the safety of this lady, I advise you to take her and leave quickly. Jiangning City hasn’t been peaceful lately, perhaps you have been spotted the moment you entered the city."

Hearing this, Yin Shaochen abruptly looked back and sure enough, there were a few Jianghu figures suspiciously looking their way. Upon meeting Yin Shaochen’s gaze, instead of retreating, they gripped their weapons tighter.

He had been careless! Yin Shaochen clenched his teeth, furious at his own oversight and resentful of Medicine Valley’s ruthless stance.

"Housekeeper Ye, is Medicine Valley really so heartless?" Yin Shaochen stared at him with red eyes, a look of determination flashing through his gaze.

"Please leave this place." Housekeeper Ye remained unmoved.

Seeing his obstinate attitude, the weakened, seemingly dying Leng Zhaoyue suddenly grew cold and, before Yin Shaochen could react, took him hostage. Where was the appearance of one close to death?

"Zhaoyue!" Yin Shaochen stood frozen in place.

Housekeeper Ye did not show any sign of fear, but instead, looked at him mockingly: "Young Master Yin, is this the Lady Leng you said wouldn’t last a few days?"

"Zhaoyue, what are you doing? Put down the knife." Yin Shaochen urged hastily, as a group of Jianghu figures had already burst into the Medicine Hall, looking at Leng Zhaoyue with hostility.

"Take me to Medicine Valley." Without paying attention to Yin Shaochen, Leng Zhaoyue coldly threatened Housekeeper Ye, the dagger drawing a line of blood on his neck.

"Demoness, you won’t be able to escape even if you grew wings today."

"Surrender now!"

"Don’t be rash; this is the chief steward of Medicine Valley."

The Jianghu figures who rushed in watched cautiously at Leng Zhaoyue and Yin Shaochen, chattering amongst themselves.

Yin Shaochen could never have imagined that the situation would escalate to this point, with Zhaoyue suffering such serious injuries. Could she possibly endure?

He knew that Zhaoyue’s life was hanging by a thread, but that still shouldn’t be a reason to hold Housekeeper Ye hostage! Yet, without doing so, they couldn’t enter Medicine Valley.

Yin Shaochen apologetically said to Housekeeper Ye: "I’m sorry, Zhaoyue just doesn’t want to die. Housekeeper Ye, please take us to see Uncle Ye in Medicine Valley. Once it’s seen that Zhaoyue is safe, she will personally apologize to you."

Housekeeper Ye gave a mocking cold laugh, feeling very fortunate now that the miss had broken off the engagement with him. In the current situation, was he still trusting his lover? Was he still making excuses for her?

"Demoness, if you’re going to strike, then do it. I’ve said before, Medicine Valley does not welcome outsiders anymore."

"You people from Medicine Valley really deserve to die. Don’t think that without you I can’t find another way," Leng Zhaoyue said in a low voice, the dagger in her hand poised to stab down.

"Ting!" A hidden weapon struck the dagger, and another hidden weapon shot straight towards Leng Zhaoyue’s forehead.

"Are you okay?" In a moment of urgency, Leng Zhaoyue let go of Housekeeper Ye, and Ye Qiu came out from hiding to support him.

"I’m fine, miss," Housekeeper Ye said with a comforting smile.

"Ye Qiu," Leng Zhaoyue’s pair of cold eyes fixed intently on Ye Qiu.

Yin Shaochen shielded Leng Zhaoyue behind him, looking at Ye Qiu with a complicated gaze: "Sister Ye Qiu."

He stopped midway, wanting to say more, but then Leng Zhaoyue suppressed a cough, and he continued, "Sister Ye Qiu, I know you hate me, but Zhaoyue is innocent. I’m begging you, let Uncle Ye save her."

"Hate you?" Ye Qiu snorted with disdain, "Yin Shaochen, who do you think you are? Do you think my anger at Leng Zhaoyue is because of the broken engagement?"

Is it not so? Although Yin Shaochen remained silent, Ye Qiu read his thoughts simply from his expression.

"You’re overestimating yourself—someone who cannot discern right from wrong. Even if you are the heir to Chongjian Manor, even if you are exceptionally gifted in martial arts, I will never like you in this life. Whatever you and Leng Zhaoyue do is none of my business. However, Leng Zhaoyue is a Demon Sect’s Demoness, and our Medicine Valley will absolutely not save her."

"The Medicine Valley Young Master is right. Yin Shaochen, I advise you to leave quickly, or don’t blame us for being ruthless," one of the bystanders chimed in.

"Such irony, just begging someone to heal moments ago, and now you’re threatening our Housekeeper. Young Master Yin, what a grand face you have!"

Yin Shaochen’s face turned awkward with embarrassment from the comments of these Jianghu people, but he believed that Zhaoyue most certainly did not do it on purpose; she was just too scared, scared of having no cure.

"Sister Ye Qiu, are you really going to be so heartless?" Yin Shaochen pursed his lips, as if seeing Ye Qiu in a new light.

"Leng Zhaoyue was about to kill our chief housekeeper, why should I have any affection for her? Besides, we had no relation in the first place, and with a Demon Sect’s Demoness, who everyone should swiftly execute, why should our Medicine Valley offend the entire martial arts world for the two of you?" Ye Qiu retorted ruthlessly.

Yin Shaochen turned an ashen hue as she spoke, clenching the sword in his hand.

It seemed they would not receive healing from Medicine Valley after all, but they certainly couldn’t die here either!

"Zhaoyue, go first. I’ll cover your escape."

"Be careful," Leng Zhaoyue said, and then with swift movements, she repelled the two people beside her and left swiftly.

"Such quick movements, not at all like someone about to die," the chief housekeeper uttered seemingly indifferently. The sword in Yin Shaochen’s hand paused for a moment before he engaged in battle again.