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Yang Fei was noncommittal and said flatly, "Who made the call?"

Mad Blade's old face flushed, and he stammered, "It was Chu Yuexi."

Yang Fei laughed heartily and patted him on the shoulder.

"Well done, kid. Chu Yuexi has learned to tip us off; sooner or later she'll be your woman."

Mad Blade was initially a bit embarrassed but then let loose, grinning.

"Of course, you haven't seen what kind of man Mad Blade is. Other women go weak at the knees when they see me."

Saying this, Mad Blade thought of the young girl Su Xian'er and became anxious.

"Miss Su is our friend after all. We can't stand by and do nothing when she's in trouble."

Yang Fei snorted, speaking coolly.

"It's not just because of Su Xian'er. Since they dared to provoke Yinxue Tower, they should know what the outcome will be!"

Saying this, Yang Fei stood up.

"Alright, let's go see how Su Xian'er is doing?"

Mad Blade looked at Yang Fei in shock.

"Are we just going to barge in like that? That's a whole cultivation family."

Yang Fei paused, looking at Mad Blade: "Then how do you plan to save Su Xian'er?"

Mad Blade awkwardly smiled.

"I was thinking, shouldn't we sneak in without alerting anyone, steal Su Xian'er out, and then slowly deal with the Su Family?"

Yang Fei looked at Mad Blade with a complex expression.

The fearless and spirited Mad Blade of ten years ago had indeed changed.

Facing numerous Immortal Sects and various formidable foes, this man in his thirties had become more tactful.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei felt a pang of sadness.

In these ten years, Yinxue Tower had been suppressed for too long.

Not to mention others, but even a resolute man like Mad Blade now had some cautious considerations.

Mad Blade hadn't lost his edge; the opponent was just too strong, forcing him to change to survive.

Yang Fei thought about this, patted Mad Blade's shoulder, and said lightly.

"One should be straightforward, and actions should be roundabout; it's true, but a small Su Family isn't worth our ponderous thoughts."

He finished speaking and strode out of the room.

Mad Blade was contemplating Yang Fei's words and quickly followed him out.

In the secluded villa, Su Xian'er knelt on the ground, her face streaked with tears.

The left side of her face, which was fairer than snow, was swollen high, but her small mouth was slightly pursed, showing stubbornness.

Su Zhengyi stood in front of her, his expression chilling.

"Xian'er, do you know your mistake? If you're willing to repent, I can take you to apologize to the Patriarch and ask him to forgive you."

Su Xian'er looked at her father's eyes, utterly unfamiliar, filled with anger in her sorrow.

This man in his forties, to curry favor with the Patriarch, was publicly torturing his daughter—truly pitiful and laughable.

Su Xian'er covered her cheek, slowly raised her head, her eyes bright and sharp.

"Father, I still call you dad; I don't understand what wrong I've done?"

"Who decided that just because I was born into the Su Family, I must make pills and medicine for them?"

"I'm 19 years old this year; every trip is a major event for the family, and the furthest place I've been is West Moon Island."

She said this, her eyes reddened, yet stubbornly bit her lip, refusing to cry.

"Every day and night, I make Law Pills for the Su Family, yet they treat me like a prisoner, always under surveillance."

"With my help, at least over 20 people in the Su Family have broken through level five Qi Cultivation Stage, and hundreds have reached the Qi Refinement Realm."

She sneered, looking at Su Zhengyi.

"Even you, dear father, under my influence, went from a regular supervisor of a small enterprise to vice president of the family's largest Xiangtong Pharmaceutical—isn't that right?"

Saying this, the tears she had refused to shed finally fell.

"But what about me? Every day and night, they extract Spiritual Fire for pill-making, only allowing brief rest when I'm utterly exhausted, on the verge of fainting."

"Do you know this? I'm your daughter!"

Su Zhengyi's brows furrowed deeper.

A flicker of pain crossed his eyes, quickly covered by a frostiness.

Su Zhengyi coldly said, "Since you're a member of the Su Family, naturally it's your duty to serve them."

"To build the family and exhaust yourself until death; these are responsibilities you must bear."

"Ha, to exhaust oneself until death."

Su Xian'er's only familial love was erased, leaving her heart in immense pain and anger.

"Then, last night's use of Tianji Drunk, was it also my deserved punishment, deserving death?"

Su Zhengyi lowered his gaze, avoiding his daughter's mocking eyes, hardened his heart, and nodded heavily.

"Yes, you defied the family, deserving punishment beyond reprieve."

"Not just Tianji Drunk, even if you were killed on the spot, it would be deserved."

Upon hearing this, Su Xian'er's chest felt like it had been struck by a heavy iron hammer.

Unable to bear it anymore, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The poison of Tianji Drunk had already spread throughout her body, deep into her organs.

Even if she received the antidote promptly, a severe illness would follow.

Su Xian'er had been using Ninth Grade Mysterious Fire to suppress it, but now, provoked by her father's words, she could no longer contain the poison, which erupted.

Seeing Su Xian'er spitting blood, a group of young talents usually envious of her showed gleeful expressions.

Su Tang outside the main hall wore a sinister smile.

He made no attempt to conceal the schadenfreude in his eyes.

A middle-aged beautiful woman hurried forward to support Su Xian'er, her face full of hypocritical smiles.

"Xian'er, you're still young; your father is doing this for your own good."

"There are too many bastard men out there; if you run into one, what would you do then?"

As she spoke, she took out a white handkerchief, wiped Su Xian'er's blood-stained face and mouth, her tone full of pity.

"Look at this; such a pretty girl, yet turned into this mess. Alas!"

As she spoke, she signaled to Su Zhengyi to leave.

The beautiful woman warmly grasped Su Xian'er's hand in hers.

"Listen to Aunt Mei, Xian'er; apologize to the Patriarch, vow to behave and not run around anymore."

"Aunt Mei will beg the Patriarch for mercy, get you the antidote for Tianji Drunk, and stay obediently at the Su Family."

"Once your health is restored, Aunt Mei will take you out to play, alright?"

Su Xian'er stared blankly ahead, ignoring the middle-aged beauty, her eyes indifferent.

The middle-aged beauty felt somewhat embarrassed, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, though deftly hidden.

"I say, why are you so stubborn? This Tianji Drunk is no joke..."

Just then, angry shouts echoed from outside the villa.

"You dare come here again?"

"Courting death!"

As soon as the words finished, a thunderous crash sounded, and two disciples, like kites with broken strings, flew in directly.

Boom!

The two disciples crashed into the rockery in the yard.

The rockery seemed hit by explosives, collapsing with a boom.

The rockery buried the two disciples beneath, causing great chaos on the scene.

This shook everyone inside and outside the hall; people stood up in alarm.

At the entrance of the villa, the figures of Mad Blade and Yang Fei stood prominently.

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