Jiang Cheng was about to whip Wen Chao again when he was suddenly stopped by Wei Wuxian.

"Wait." he said.

"Now what? What are we going to wait for?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Why not show him first of what happened to him in the future then after that, we will kill him together?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"He killed you." said Qingheng-jun.

"Yes he did, father-in-law. But it would be more fun if we inflict some fear to him before sending him to hell." said Wei Wuxian.

"I will agree with you but in one condition." said Jiang Cheng.

"What is it?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"I will be the one to kill him." said Jiang Cheng with a smirk as he strike a whip on Wen Chao's back before taking a seat.

"Tie him." Qingheng-jun ordered and the Lan disciples did as they were told and tied Wen Chao who is coughing up some blood.

“Ahhhhhhhh…!!!”

Wang LingJiao sat up from her bed with a scream. Wen Chao, who was reading a letter by the desk, slammed its surface, enraged, “What are you howling at again in the middle of the night?!”

"What's wrong with her?" asked a female disciple.

"Maybe she's having a nightmare." said her friend.

"Which maybe, she kinda deserve." said MianMian.

"A woman like her deserve to suffer." she added.

Wang LingJiao panted as if she still hadn’t overcome the shock, “I… I dreamed of Wei again, I dreamed of him again!”

"Why are you dreaming about me?" Wei Wuxian asked with a laugh.

"Are you dreaming of me torturing you because of what you did?" he added in a cold voice.

"I didn't do anything." said Wang LingJiao while shivering.

"I guess, it would be fun." Wei Wuxian smirked.

Wen Chao, “It’s been three months since I threw him into Burial Mound. Why are you still having dreams of him? Just how many times has it been?!”

Wang LingJiao, “I… I don’t know why either. These days I’ve been dreaming of him a lot.”

Wen Chao had already been annoyed while he was reading the letter. He didn’t have the time to pay attention to her. He didn’t care much for holding her and comforting her like he had used to do either. He spoke impatiently, “Then don’t sleep!”

Wang LingJiao looked at Wen Chao.

"See, I already knew that a man like him will grew tired of a woman easily." said MianMian.

"That's not true." siad Wang LingJiao.

"Are you blind?" asked MianMian in a mocking tone.

"She's probably is." Wen Qing agreed while glaring at the woman.

She got out of bed and threw herself over to Wen Chao’s desk, “Young Master Wen, I… The more I think about it, the more scared I am. I feel like… back then, did we make a big mistake? … He was thrown into Burial Mound, but is it possible that he didn’t die? Is it possible that he…”

The vein by Wen Chao’s temple pulsated, “How could it be possible? Before this, how many cultivators have our sect sent to clean Burial Mound up? Did any one of them come back alive? Now that he’s been thrown inside, his corpse has probably rotted away already.”

Wang LingJiao, “It’s scary even if he’s dead! If he really did what he said and became a ferocious ghost and comes back to haunt us…”

As she spoke, both of them remembered that day, what Wei Ying’s face was like as he fell, what his expression was like. Both of them shivered involuntarily.

"And if I really turned into one, I will never let the two of you go." laughed Wei Wuxian.

"Look at the two of you, shivering just because of me." he added.

"Shut up!" Wen Chao shouted but a whip immediately landed on his back.

"We don't want to hear your awful voice." said Jiang Cheng.

"It's truly is a mistake for what they did to Wei-xiong." said Nie Huaisang.

"We wouldn't let this go." said Qingheng-jun.

"I'm kinda enjoying it." said Jingyi.

"You're just being like your mother." said Wei Wuxian.

"Why don't we throw this man to the Burial Mounds too?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"We can't go out." said Jin Zixuan.

"I didn't say now." said Jiang Cheng.

"We can, if that is what my first nephew-in-law wants." said Qingheng-jun.

Hearing that, Wen Chao looked at his father and brother.

"Fuqin, don't let them." he said.

"Do you need my assistance, my friend?" Wen Rouhan asked Qingheng-jun while ignoring his son's call.

The Lan just smiled at him.

"We Lans can do it without your assistance." said Lan Qiren with a glare.

Wen Chao immediately refuted her, “It’s impossible even if he’s dead! The people who died in Burial Mound, all of their souls would be shackled there. Don’t scare yourself. Can’t you see that I’m annoyed?!”

He crumpled up the letter in his hand into a ball and tossed it out, his voice filled with hatred, “What Sunshot Campaign? Some Sunshot it is. Want to shoot down the sun? Dream on!”

Wang LingJiao stood up. She carefully poured him a cup of tea. In her heart, she thought over some flatterings words before speaking in a sweet voice, “Young Master Wen, those few sects could only keep on doing what they want for a couple more days. Sect Leader Wen would definitely…”

"I would do what?" asked Wen Rouhan.

"Let them do whatever they since I'm not planning to do the same thing in this lifetime." he added.

"Really?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Yes, little Jiang." he answered.

"That's great. My parents and our disciples won't die." said Jiang Cheng and smiled a little.

Wen Rouhan nodded at him.

Wen Chao cursed, “Shut up! What do you know?! Get lost, stop annoying me!”

Wang LingJiao felt wronged, but she felt hatred as well. She put down the teacup. Fixing her hair and her robes, she walked outside with a smile.

"If I were her, I would leave that f*cking man alone. He's not treating her right." said a female cultivator.

"That's because he never treated women right in the first place." said MianMian.

"That's not true. Young Master Wen won't do that to me." said Wang LingJiao.

The females just gave her a look before shaking their heads.

Just as she went out the door, the smile on her face faltered. She opened up the paper ball within her hand. Back then, when she exited, she secretly picked up the letter that Wen Chao had tossed away. She wanted to see just what news he had received for him to be so irritated. She couldn’t read too well. After looking at it for a while, she could finally guess what the letter said: the eldest son of Sect Leader Wen, Wen Chao’s elder brother Wen Xu, had been beheaded by one of the dissidents’ leading sect leaders and was displayed at the tip of a sword as a sign of power in front of the battle array!

Wang LingJiao had frozen.

"Oh, my death again." said Wen Xu before chuckling.

"Why do you seem so happy?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Because, at least I didn't suffer like my brother." said Wen Xu.

"I'm not horrible either." he added.

"You're really worthy to be the Wen Sect heir because I can see that you'll be a great leader someday only if you won't be succumbed to power like what happened to your father in the future." said Nie Huaisang.

"That's because he was raised well." said Wen Qing.

"The only cousin I approved of." she added.

The GusuLan Sect was burnt down, the YunmengJiang Sect was destroyed, and many other sects, whether large or small, were cracked down upon. It wasn’t that there hadn’t been any defiant voices, but that they had always been quickly suppressed by the QishanWen Sect. For this, three months ago, the sects Jin, Nie, Lan, and Jiang formed an alliance and led the revolt. When they emerged under the banner of the ‘Sunshot Campaign’, nobody took them seriously.

"Just wait until they will see how we will destroy the Wen Sect through our alliance." said Nie Mingjue with a smirk.

"I'm looking forward for it. I want to see how powerful you people are." said Wen Rouhan.

Sect Leader Wen spoke up back then. Among the four sects, the LanlingJin Sect was on the fence—watching how all of the sects were angrily going on some expedition, it wanted to take part as well, but if it suffered more defeats than victories, it’d soon realize that there was no good in it, perhaps even coming back to hug the Wen Sect’s leg and worship it once more; the QingheNie Sect’s sect leader was so stiff that he’d easily snap in half—soon afterward, no need for others to move and he’d die in his own people’s hands sooner or later; the GusuLan Sect had been burnt into ruins—although Lan XiChen was here to inherit the position of sect leader after he had moved the Library Pavillion, he was only a junior and couldn’t do anything much; the most laughable one was the YunmengJiang Sect, the people of which either had been killed or had scattered, leaving only Jiang Cheng, who was younger than even Lan XiChen and was still a child born yesterday, who had nobody in his hands but still dared call himself sect leader, holding up the banner of rebellion as he recruited new disciples.

It could be concluded with two words: unpromising and overconfident!

"Don't underestimate us." said Jiang Cheng.

"I may know nothing about politics but surely, I know how to wage war especially when it is for revenge." he added.

"I want to see how ChengCheng handle his people at such a young age." Wei Wuxian said with a laugh.

"A-niang is a great leader, you know." said Jingyi.

"But, he's just too cruel." said Jin Ling.

"Do you expect me to be kind?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"No." said the two.

Everyone who stood on the Wen Sect’s side took the Sunshot Campaign as a joke. However, three months later, the circumstances didn’t turn out the way they expected them to at all!

Many places in Hejian and Yunmeng had been taken over, but that wasn’t the most important. Today, even Sect Leader Wen’s eldest son had been beheaded.

"I hate it when they mention my death." said Wen Xu.

"That's because you can't accept the fact that you died." said Wen Qing.

"And how can I accept it when in fact I want to live?" asked Wen Xu.

Wen Qing just shrugged.

In the hall, Wang LingJiao worried for a while. Uneasy, she returned to her room. Her eyelids kept on twitching. One hand rubbing her eyelids, she pressed her other hand onto her chest, trying to come up with a route of retreat.

She had been following Wen Chao for almost half a year. Half a year was the most time that Wen Chao could spend on a woman, from loving her to becoming tired of her. She had thought that she was different, that she was the one who could stay until the end. However, Wen Chao’s growing irritation during the the past few days had told her already. She was no different from the other women.

Wang LingJiao still refused to believe that.

"Wen Chao, women aren't toys that when you're irritated and annoyed of them, you will just toss them like nothing." said Wen Rouhan.

"Is that more important that saving me here from the grasp of these Lans?" asked Wen Chao.

"I already told you that you're on your own because of your actions." said Wen Rouhan.

"You're just saying that because you can't go against one of them." said Wen Chao.

"Tell me, who is this Lan that can make you like this? You don't even care for your own son." he added.

"You expect me to care for you when all you did was to bring shame to our sect and not to mention you made the Jiangs orphaned in the future?" Wen Rouhan asked in rage.

"You're not my son anymore." he added.

Biting down on her lip, Wang LingJiao thought for a while. She then squatted down and took out a small chest from beneath her bed.

The chest held all of the valuables and weapons that she had managed to hoard during the half-year of staying by Wen Chao’s side. Valuables she could spend, weapons she could protect herself with. Although she didn’t want it to, the day had finally come.

She wanted to count how much was in her inventory. She dug out a miniscule key from her belt and muttered as she opened the lock, “What a scum of a man. You greasy thing will die sooner or later. Now that I won’t have to serve you anymore, I’m the one who should be happy… Ah!”

She collapsed onto the ground.

"What happened to her?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"Getting worried?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"No, why would I? I was just curious." said Jin Zixuan.

"I'm also curious." said Wei Wuxian.

"Stop it, you two. I am focusing here, you both are disturbing me." said Jiang Cheng.

The two just gave him a look.

Back then, the second that she opened the chest, she saw what was inside.

There was none of her beloved treasures,
only a pale-skinned, curled-up child!

Wang LingJiao was so shocked that she screamed. Kicking her legs, she couldn’t help from shifting back. She had always kept the chest locked. The only key she wore on her at all times. How could there be a child inside? She didn’t even open it up once a month. If a child had been hiding inside, then how could she have not known? How was the child still alive?!

"I would've done the same when there's a child in my treasures." said a female cultivator.

"You don't have a treasure." said her friend making her glared at him.

"But why is there a child?" asked MianMian.

"It's probably a ghost." said Wen Qing.

"But why is there a ghost?" asked Wang LingJiao.

"Take a guess." said Wen Qing.

The chest had been kicked over by her. Its mouth was on the ground and its bottom faced here. For a few moments, nothing happened.

Wang LingJiao crawled up from the ground with shivering legs. She wanted to go nearer and take another look at it, but she didn’t dare to, thinking to herself, There’s a ghost, there’s a ghost!

Her cultivation was extremely low. She wouldn’t be able to deal with it even if there was a ghost. Suddenly, she remembered that this was a supervision office. Talismans were stuck outside of the gates and every house. If there was a ghost, the talismans would certainly be able to protect her. She quickly rushed outside, tore down the talisman outside of her room, and stuck it in front of her chest.

With the talisman on her body, it was as though her mind had been set at ease. She snuck into the room, found a long clothing pole, and flipped the chest over from afar. Inside of it, her treasure rested neatly. There was no child at all.

"This is not getting good." said Nie Huaisang.

"Oh it is." said Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng.

An unusual glint can be seen in their eyes as they watch the screen.

"You two are getting creepy." said Nie Huaisang.

"We're just excited for what will happen to her." said Jiang Cheng.

"And I can say that it will be pleasant." said Wei Wuxian.

"Attention! Everyone, my friends has turned into dark people. They are getting cruel." said Nie Huaisang as he stood up.

"You're exaggerating it." said Nie Mingjue before yanking him down.

Wang LingJiao let out a breath of relief. The pole in her hands, she squatted down. Just as she was about to start counting, she suddenly realized that two white lights shone under her bed.

It was a pair of eyes.

A white-colored child lay prone under her bed, staring into her eyes.

Some people was shocked speechless while the others are screaming at the sight.

"Da-ge." Nie Huaisang whispered as he hid behind his brother.

"It's not that scary, Nie-xiong." said Wei Wuxian.

"Say that to yourself." said Nie Huaisang.

It seems that it was only Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian who is enjoying the show.

This was the third time tonight that Wen Chao had heard Wang LingJiao’s screams. The fire within him grew stronger as he yelled, “You bitch! You’re too neurotic, can’t you fucking let me be a little less annoyed?”

If not for how there had always been irritating news coming in these past few days and he didn’t have time to find new beauties, afraid that he found dishonest, untrustworthy female assassins from those minor sects but still wanted somebody to warm up his bed, he would’ve told the woman to fuck off long ago. Wen Chao shouted, “Somebody! Make her shut up for me!”

Nobody answered. Wen Chao kicked over a stool. He was even more furious, “Where did all of you fuckers go off to?!”

"They leave you to fend off for yourself." laughed Wei Wuxian.

"I'm getting thrilled." he added.

"At least Wen Zhuliu was with me, right." said Wen Chao.

"Maybe in the future, but in this lifetime you won't have him." said Wen Rouhan.

"He is my guard." said Wen Chao.

"Appointed by me. I have the right to take him back." said Wen Rouhan.

"Goodluck, Wen Chao." said Jiang Cheng with a smirk.

Suddenly, the doors opened. Wen Chao, “I told you to shut the bitch up for me, not to come in…”

As he turned around, part of the sentence was stuck in his throat. He saw a woman standing in front of his house.

The woman’s features were all distorted, as though they had been smashed and then pieced together again. The two of her eyes were looking in different directions, the left upward and the right downward. Her entire face was hideously twisted.

Wen Chao tried with much effort before he could finally manage to recognize her from her rather revealing robe. This was Wang LingJiao!

"Damn, what happened to her?" asked MianMian.

"Is she dead?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Did the child do that to her?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"She's looking ugly." said Wen Qing.

"She's not even that beautiful in the first place." said Nie Huaisang.

"She get what she deserved." said Wen Qing as she glance at the shivering Wang LingJiao.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng was looking contented, smirking while watching the scene.