"Then what are you hesitating for? The Yun Family has hounded us to this point, uprooted from our homes, unable to return, forced to marry our enemies and bear their children, left in a state where we can neither truly live nor die. Isn’t this the perfect moment to cut his flesh and spill his blood to vent the hatred in your heart?" Lady Lan demanded furiously.
Her eyes were sharp and vicious. The grudge from her father’s murder, the hatred from her family’s annihilation—she yearned to send every last member of the Yun Family to their graves with a single stroke.
However, everyone harbored grudges, everyone seethed with hatred. If she didn’t make a spectacle of Yun Yi before his death, having him suffer a thousand cuts and bleed out, her own deep-seated hatred would never be appeased!
The real drama, however, centered on He Cai’Er—the Yun Family’s daughter-in-law!
Family turning on family—what a splendid show! Without this act, the turmoil she had orchestrated today would be imperfect.
"But... But I am, after all... the Yun Family’s daughter-in-law!" He Cai’Er was terrified. After being captured and brought to Yunzhou Island, she had schemed her way into the bed of Yun Bai, the Yun Family’s third son, to avoid marrying one of the ordinary islanders.
However, Yun Bai was too cold and had never shown her a shred of warmth. Consequently, she often mingled with these women, listening to their tales of the Yun Family’s cruelty, their sins, and their curses wishing for the Yun Family’s demise.
Now, she found herself empathizing with these women. Since she had always enjoyed conversing with Lady Lan, she had frequently been swayed by her words. At this moment, a word from Lady Lan carried as much weight as one from her own mother.
"Don’t hesitate, Cai’Er! Have you forgotten your hatred? If the Yun Family hadn’t committed their atrocities at sea, would you have been torn from your loved ones? Your parents are likely yearning every single day for your return!"
Lady Lan’s words pierced He Cai’Er’s heart like needles. The sword in her hand moved forward slightly, but she didn’t thrust it home.
Seeing this, Lady Lan couldn’t resist fanning the flames.
"What are you still hesitating for? Have you forgotten all the suffering you’ve endured over the years? Have you forgotten how the Yun Family has treated you? Yun Bai’s indifference, the contempt from that old cur Yun Yi—and when have any of the Yun Family’s younger generation ever respected you? Have you forgotten all of this?"
Lady Lan’s words were a vivid reminder of things He Cai’Er couldn’t ignore; these were the knots in her heart. Hearing Lady Lan enumerate them so harshly in public was enough to push her to the brink of madness.
With a sharp cry, He Cai’Er actually made her move.
"HAHAHA... This is truly satisfying! HAHAHAHA... Old scoundrel Yun Yi, did you ever imagine you’d see this day?" Lady Lan suddenly burst out laughing.
Sweeping her gaze over the Yun Family’s faces, her own was filled with the savage delight of vengeance exacted. This was all her masterpiece! Truly, the heavens had opened their eyes!
"Something doesn’t feel right," Ji Youzhi suddenly said, frowning. He desperately wanted to intervene, but Xiaosuisui always spoke of karma, so he could only watch helplessly, consumed by anxiety.
"It’s that Lady Lan. I only just realized her Cultivation is even higher than my granduncle’s. My granduncle and the others... they must be under her control, ensnared by some Evil Technique."
"What did you say?" Ji Youzhi was aghast. He turned his head to stare at Lady Lan in disbelief, but with his meager Cultivation, he couldn’t discern anything.
"I sense a very familiar aura from her."
"A very familiar aura? Are you sure?" An inexplicable sense of foreboding crept into Ji Youzhi’s heart.
"Yes, I sense the Witch Power of Princess Ata on her. I think Yunzhou Island was infiltrated by High Witches from Nanjiang long ago. This Lady Lan, I’m afraid she has been cultivating Witch Power for a long time."
The moment Xiaosuisui finished speaking, Ji Youzhi immediately shook his head. "That’s impossible. Before your great-grandfather transferred his Power to you, his Cultivation was about to surpass a Grand Master; he was on the verge of breaking through to become a Ninth Grade practitioner. If this Lady Lan had been cultivating Witchcraft all along, he couldn’t possibly have failed to notice."
Xiaosuisui didn’t address Ji Youzhi’s point directly, saying instead, "We have no choice but to intervene now."
Initially, the Ji Family members could neither speak nor move; she knew that was Great-grandfather’s doing. However, Yun Cang shouldn’t have been among those he controlled. Now that she had identified the issue with Lady Lan, there was only one possibility: Yun Cang was under Lady Lan’s control. If Yun Cang could be controlled by Lady Lan, it meant her Cultivation surpassed Yun Cang’s, or was at least on par with his!
Thinking this, Xiaosuisui decided to step in.
Ji Youzhi’s face lit up. "Can we really intervene now?"
"The Yun Family’s karmic burden... Great-grandfather has already shouldered most of it. It’s time we offered the younger generation he sought to protect a glimmer of hope."
The Yun Family had refrained from killing since the birth of Yun Kuo; this was undoubtedly a good turning point!
"Good! Then the future of the Yun Family’s younger generation will depend on your protection!" Ji Youzhi, quick on the uptake, immediately voiced his support.
Unconsciously, he didn’t even realize when this little girl had become his pillar of support. In his eyes, Xiaosuisui at this moment was no longer the helpless little child who needed the protection of her uncles.
While Xiaosuisui was speaking with Ji Youzhi, Lady Lan suddenly burst into laughter and snatched the sword from He Cai’Er’s hand.
"Old scoundrel Yun Yi, today is the day you die! Atone for all the innocents your Yun Family has slaughtered!" Lady Lan roared, raising the sword high and aiming for Yun Yi’s neck.
The younger members of the Yun Family were horrified, their eyes wide with fury as they glared at Lady Lan. They were anxious, distressed, and incandescent with rage, yet... they were immobilized, utterly helpless!
Just then, an angry shout rang out.