Wen Yunzi (A Story Towards the Peak of Supreme Power)
08 - The Great Lord

"I'm not just hurting your daughter, someday I'll definitely kill her too!" Said Wen Yunzi coldly.

"How could you say such cruel words to your cousin." The second master said while pointing his index finger.

Wen Yunzi furrowed her brows. "Don't point your dirty fingers at me! Besides Wen Jiali is not my cousin."

"You..."

"Just disappeared for a few days, this girl's nature has changed." Looking at the glare of his sharp eyes, the second Master felt his back break out in a cold sweat.

But as soon as he saw the condition of his beloved daughter, he took out his artifact which was a King level spirit sword. Then attack to get revenge.

If his spirit sword hit the target, it was likely that Wen Yunzi's life would disappear today.

Being under the pressure of the fifth level Xuanzong, Wen Yunzi did not panic in the least.

Taking out a saint level artifact from within the dimensional space, he activated it using spiritual Qi then threw it towards the spirit sword belonging to the second Master.

A BAAM!...

The collision of two artifacts made him take five steps back.

Sensing the fishy smell in his mouth, he looked at the second Master. "If it wasn't for a Sacred level artifact, it was likely that I would have died today."

On the other hand the second Master just stood still as if he looked fine. But actually the condition is not much different.

"Obviously the circumstances are the same as Mister, but this old man behaved as if he was fine. Hais, that hypocritical old man!" Meng Meng sneered.

(Note: As long as Wen Yunzi did not break off communication, Meng Meng could see the state of the outside world)

"This old man is far more hypocritical than you think." Wen Yunzi's

Then looked at the second Master with a deadly gaze. "I never thought an old man like you would raise his hand on the younger generation."

Not responding, the second Master actually revealed a greedy expression upon seeing a Sacred level artifact. "Not wrong! In the hands of this girl is indeed a saint level artifact."

Here are the levels of artifacts in the Da Xia Continent:

- King (Lowest)

- Emperor

- Gods

- Sacred

- Divine (Highest)

Unlike cultivation levels that had many levels, artifact levels only had one level.

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"It looks like this old man wants an artifact in Master's hands." Meng Meng Meng.

"Oh! If this old man can take it from me, I will gladly give this artifact to him." Wen Yunzi smiled a cold smile at the greed in the eyes of the second Master.

Looking at his mocking smile, the second Master felt furious then raised his sword again. Unlike before, this time his attack carried twenty percent of his cultivation level.

Not remaining silent, Wen Yunzi re-activated the artifact in his hand and once again threw it towards the spirit sword belonging to the second Master.

BAMM!...

The collision between the two artifacts once again occurred. This time the impact of the collision was many times more devastating than before.

Wen Yunzi staggered back a few steps and instantly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Even he felt that his internal organs had been seriously injured.

Not giving up, he wiped the blood on his lips and then stood up straight again.

On the other hand, despite spitting out a mouthful of blood as well, the condition of the second Master is not so severe.

"Wen Yunzi's cultivation is only Xuanling level seven, how can he survive under my attack? if it's because of a saint-level artifact, I don't believe it."

The other thing that made him shudder in horror was; the Wen Yunzi before was just a cultivation trash. But in just a few days, he had completely changed. Not only had her face turned beautiful, her cultivation had even reached Xuanling level seven.

"The future of this girl will definitely bring misfortune to me and Xiao Li. Nah! I have to kill him!" Then his entire body was filled with an increasingly powerful killing aura.

"Storm fire!"

The second Master's hand was filled with an extremely fierce fire element.

His firestorm attack shut Wen Yunzi in.

"I'm almost at my limit. Meng Meng, what am I supposed to do?" said Wen Yunzi while trying to survive in the firestorm.

"Master, hang on. I'm going out to help you." Meng Meng was agitated within the dimensional space.

"No! You can't get out now." Wen Yunzi disagreed.

"But... Wait, why did you cut off communication at a time like this?" sensing communication with his Master as well as with the outside world had been cut off, Meng Meng cried hysterically.

Outside, Wen Yunzi was bluffing her teeth as she felt the firestorm grow fiercer. "I cannot die in the hands of my enemies."

"Haha! Wen Yunzi, today you will die in my hands!" The second master laughed.

Just as Wen Yunzi was already unable to endure it any longer, the Demon King ring on his right hand emitted a blood red glow and instantly swallowed the firestorm that locked him away.

His face grew even paler after hearing the terrifying voice in the depths of his soul.

"Foolish man, the attack you received was just a warning. If you dare to attack our lord again, we will have your soul smashed to pieces!" A warning sound appeared in the depths of the second Master's soul.

Freed from the firestorm, Wen Yunzi finally breathed a sigh of relief. But since it had reached its limit, it could not stand upright and could only stagger erratically .

Just as his body was about to fall to the ground, a firm hand caught him. He looked up to see who it was and was an old man.

"Who are you?" ask in a weak voice.

"Little girl, you can ask after taking this medicinal herb." A white-robed old man opened the lid of a porcelain bottle held in one hand, then asked the little girl on his lap to open her mouth.

Sensing no ill will, Wen Yunzi did not hesitate to open her mouth.

The old man smiled then helped to drink the medicinal herbs.

After her condition got a little better, Wen Yunzi asked the same question, "Who are you?"

Looking at the pretty face that bore a resemblance to his son-in-law and son-in-law, the big master had already guessed the identity of the little girl on his lap. "I am the great Lord of the Wen Clan."

"Great master? I am the eldest Miss of the Wen Clan, but why have I never seen you?" a puzzled expression adorned Wen Yunzi's pale face.

The big master smiled then said. "I've been meditating in closed doors for fifteen years, of course you've never seen me."

"Little girl, I'm your grandfather." Unable to hold back his longing any longer, the big master hugged the petite body of the little girl he was holding onto while declaring his identity.

Wen Yunzi could not properly digest the words of the Great Master, but she felt a familiar feeling and suddenly she recalled the paintings of the faces of her deceased Father and Mother.

After tracing his memories, he recalled that he indeed had a Grandfather. But since childhood, he has been told by the second Master that his Grandfather had died along with both of his parents.

Coming out of the arms of the great Lord and standing from his lap, he walked over to the second Master who seemed to be daydreaming.

"Second master, don't you want to explain something?" he asked in a cold voice.

Conscious of his daydream, the second Master looked at Wen Yunzi in horror."Who's this girl meeting out there? how could he have such a terrible backer?"

"explanation? whatchu mean?" because he thought too much about the warning sentence, he only realized the question addressed to him.

"Don't pretend to be stupid! When I was a kid, you always said that my grandfather was dead. If my grandfather is dead, then who is that old man?" Wen Yunzi stared intently at the second Master, then raised her chin towards the Great Master who had just walked up to him.

Looking at the figure of the white-robed old man, the second Master held onto his chest which was growing increasingly painful. "Great master, why are you here? didn't you say you were going to cultivate in closed doors again?"

Ignoring the second Master's question, the Great Master asked his grandson instead. "Little girl, what did your question mean?"

"Since I was a child, the second Master told me that my Grandfather was dead. That's the reason why I doubt your identity." Wen Yunzi replied including an innocent expression.

"Wen Zuting, is what my granddaughter said true?" asked the great Lord who was staring intently at the second Master.

Making the second Master tremble even more in fear. "Me, me..."

"It seems right! Not only did you lie to my granddaughter, you even dared to lie to me as well?!" The big master was furious.

Then gently asked his grandson. "Xiao Zi, is this old man who has hurt you?"

"Yes! Not only has it hurt me once, the second Master and his daughter have hurt me since I was a child." This time Wen Yunzi replied in a soft voice.

If Meng Meng's communication with the outside world had not been cut off, she would have already praised her Master's acting.

The great master asked his grandson to tell him about his life all along, Wen Yunzi also told the great Lord everything in his memory.

The master is getting angry. "I never thought you'd be that cruel to my granddaughter. Before I entered closed-door training, you promised to take care of my granddaughter! Where did that promise go? not only did you not keep your word, you even made my grandson's life suffer even more. Wen Zuting, if not for your father's great contribution to my Wen Residence, I wouldn't have given you the position of second Master and wouldn't have given your daughter the position of second Miss." Unable to hold back his anger anymore, the Great Master sent the second Master flying with his spiritual Qi.

The second master crashed into the huge tree behind him and constantly spat out fresh blood.

Surprisingly, although the second Master's internal injuries were getting worse, he did not instantly faint.

Ignoring the second Master, the Great Master hugged his grandson again. "Xiao Zi, forgive Grandpa. Had Grandpa known you'd live like this, Grandpa wouldn't have left you."

Feeling the hanfu on her shoulders wet, Wen Yunzi felt her heart throb in pain. "It's okay Grandpa. Look, I'm okay now, aren't I?"

"Xiao Zi, are you really willing to acknowledge me as your Grandfather?" The great master asked still in a position of hugging his grandson.

"You are my grandfather and my only family. Of course I'll admit it." Wen Yunzi returned her Grandfather's embrace.

In his heart, he thanked the Creator for not leaving him alone in this ancient world.

Releasing his grandson, the Great Lord looked at the second Master who was lying on the ground.

"Start today! Wen Zuting and her family were removed from her position and expelled from the Wen Residence!" The decision of the Great Lord resounded throughout the Residence.

"No! Big master, please forgive my mistake. I promise I will change!" While enduring the pain, the second Master crawled out begging for mercy.

"You and your family don't deserve a second chance. Go now! If tomorrow morning you and your family are still here, I'll kill you myself. The guard! Drag Wen Zuting and her princess back to her pavilion! And sell these servants to the slave market!" The great lord said mercilessly.

"Yes, Master!" Ten guards appeared following the orders of the great Lord.

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