Chapter 34: Terrifying Strength

Yu Yumeng, however, replied, "We do not need to flee; I am only worried they might not come. If they dare to show their faces, I will make sure they never leave!"

Qin Xingchen was stunned once again. He had never seen Yu Yumeng like this before. Could the rumors be true—that anyone who awakens the Nine Nether Profound Cold Physique becomes heartless and indifferent?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Rong felt a sudden chill run through her body. Her mistress was truly formidable! She secretly resolved never to tease Qin Xingchen again; if her mistress were to find out, she would surely lose her head.

After parting ways with Jiang Rong, Qin Xingchen and Yu Yumeng returned to their residence. Now, the two of them were alone. Yu Yumeng turned to look at Qin Xingchen, paused, and said, "Xingchen, I killed someone today. It was my first time, yet I don't know why, but I don't feel afraid at all..."

Qin Xingchen replied, "It is fine. Those you killed were people who deserved to die."

Yu Yumeng asked, "Don't you want to ask me why I have become so cold and heartless?"

"Is it because of the awakening of the Nine Nether Profound Cold Physique?" Qin Xingchen asked.

"Yes..." Yu Yumeng nodded slightly. She did not know why, but despite having just taken a life, she felt no fear. However, she was now terrified by the changes within herself since awakening the physique. "Ever since I awakened this constitution, I have felt the power within me growing stronger—so strong that it makes me feel like a stranger to myself, and it frightens me."

As she spoke, she embraced Qin Xingchen, her body trembling slightly with fear. Seeing her like this, Qin Xingchen could not help but feel a pang of heartache.

"Xingchen, I... I feel so cold..." she continued, before fainting into his arms.

"Sister Yumeng!" Panicked, Qin Xingchen carried her into the bedroom and tucked her in. He placed a hand on her forehead and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, she has only fainted. It seems the Nine Nether Profound Cold Physique is far more complex than I imagined..."

...

The next day, the sky above the Wanjin Trading Mall was blotted out by over a dozen flying spirit ships.

"The woman who dared to harm my son, come out!" A deafening voice boomed from the sky. The people below trembled in terror, all instinctively looking up, filled with dread.

"Heavens, why are there so many flying spirit ships hovering here today?"

"These... these look like the ships from the Imperial Capital. I've seen them before!"

"What?"

"Why would the Imperial Capital's ships come to our Wanjin Trading Mall?"

"I don't know, but looking at this formation, nothing good is going to happen today!"

...

Jiang Rong stood atop the highest pavilion, looking toward the largest ship hovering in front. Standing at the prow was a middle-aged man in black armor. He wore silver armor, his complexion sallow, and his face covered in scars, marking him as someone who had clearly seen countless battles.

Jiang Rong cupped her hands and said, "Jiang Rong, President of the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, greets Marshal Liu Bi!"

Indeed, the armored man was Liu Bi, the Marshal of the Tianhe Dynasty's Imperial Capital.

Liu Bi frowned at Jiang Rong. "President Jiang, I don't need to explain. I have come to your Wanjin Chamber of Commerce today to find the woman who injured my son. Hand her over!" His voice was cold, sending shivers down those who heard it.

"Does Marshal Liu intend to seek revenge for your son?" Jiang Rong asked.

"Obviously!" Liu Bi raged. "Today, I want to see what kind of divine being this woman thinks she is! Daring to kill people from my Imperial Capital and injure my son within the Tianhe Dynasty—she has a death wish! Hand her over immediately, or I will raze this Wanjin Trading Mall to the ground, even if it means offending the powers behind you!"

"I am sorry, Marshal Liu," Jiang Rong replied, "but the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce will not hand over the woman who injured your son."

"What did you say?" Liu Bi’s eyes narrowed. "President Jiang, I know the forces behind the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce are powerful, but I repeat: hand her over, or the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce will suffer the consequences!"

Jiang Rong’s expression turned grim.

"Are you looking for me?" Another voice echoed from the sky. A stunningly beautiful woman stood in the air, ten yards in front of Liu Bi. It was Yu Yumeng.

Even the battle-hardened Liu Bi was stunned by her beauty. He had never seen such a woman in his life. Suppressing his shock, he frowned and asked, "Girl, are you the one who killed my men and injured my son?"

"Father, yes, it’s her!" A voice rang out. On the deck of the ship sat Liu Mang in a wheelchair. Looking at Yu Yumeng, he was filled with resentment and fury. It was all her fault—not only had she severely wounded him, but she had also destroyed his manhood, leaving him unable to touch women ever again. For a man as lustful as him, this was worse than death. He wanted to see her fall.

Yu Yumeng looked at Liu Bi calmly. "I did strike your son. Do you have an opinion?"

"How insolent!" Liu Bi felt his rage boil over. "Today, I will see what skills you possess to speak to me in such a manner!"

He unleashed a terrifying surge of power—the sixth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm! The pressure, heavy as ten thousand tons, bore down on Yu Yumeng. Yet, she remained unmoved, standing in the air without a flicker of emotion.

"Hmph!" Liu Bi was shocked. "To remain unmoved under my sixth-level Heavenly Martial pressure... you are indeed capable, but that is all!"

He moved like a gust of wind, vanishing from his spot. In an instant, he was before Yu Yumeng, throwing a punch at her face.

*Thud!*

As his fist neared her, it struck an invisible wall with the sound of a tolling bell, unable to move a single inch further. His face paled in alarm.

Without hesitation, Yu Yumeng slapped him across the head. *Smack!*

Liu Bi was sent flying like an arrow, crashing violently into his own flying spirit ship. *Bang!* The ship was instantly smashed to pieces.

"Ah..." Since he could not fly on his own, Liu Mang plummeted, only to be caught by the Heavenly Martial expert from the day before, who carried him to another ship. He could not believe his father had been so easily defeated.

In the air, Liu Bi floated, dazed. As he regained consciousness, a wave of vertigo hit him. Seeing Yu Yumeng, his arrogance vanished, replaced by sheer terror. "Who... who are you?"

"The one who will kill you!" Yu Yumeng retorted coldly.

"Wait!" As she prepared to strike, Liu Bi shouted, his tone filled with cowardice. He realized he was no match for her. If he continued, he would surely die. "Young lady, I had eyes but failed to recognize your greatness! Please forgive me and spare my life! I will take my men and return to the capital immediately!"

"What? You no longer wish to avenge your son?" Yu Yumeng asked.

"I dare not, I dare not!" Liu Bi shook his head frantically, having witnessed her terrifying power.

"I will warn you once," Yu Yumeng said. "If you dare to provoke my man again, I guarantee both you and your son will end up as corpses! Do you hear me?"

"I hear you! I hear you!" Liu Bi replied in terror.

At the Wanjin building, Jiang Rong watched, utterly stunned. She had never imagined that a Marshal, a man above all but one, could be so afraid of Yu Yumeng.