Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1979: 308: The Jealous Mother 4

Chapter 1979: Chapter 308: The Jealous Mother 4

The warrior could not disobey the second patriarch’s direct commands, so their flying vessel maintained its speed, continuing its journey toward Jinling without pause.

Hundreds of miles away, five women sat in silence within a massive flying vessel, their eyes fixed on a central virtual screen.

The attire of these five women was quite distinctive, as they were all dressed in traditional Hanfu. Each possessed exceptional beauty; they were no less radiant than the "Twelve Beauties of Jinling," with only the remarkably gifted sisters Su Jin-er and Su Xiu-er being able to rival them.

As for their true ages, judging by their looks was pointless; they appeared to be in their twenties or thirties.

“Uncle, they haven't stopped. It looks like they are truly bent on seeking revenge,” remarked one of the women, who was clad in pale white Hanfu.

The woman in white nodded, responding indifferently, “Increase our speed and intercept them.”

“But didn't the palace master instruct us to avoid acting unless it was absolutely essential?” the woman in pale white questioned.

“The time to act has arrived. There is an individual among them at the second level of the Degeneration Realm. Neither the three major families nor Yue-er can manage someone of that caliber. If they reach Jinling, we will lose our chance to remain hidden; this matter must be settled before they arrive,” the woman in white explained.

She manipulated the virtual control panel, causing the large flying vessel to streak forward like a falling star, cutting off the Zhang family's path before they could exit the protected zone.

The people of the Zhang family grew grave as their way was suddenly obstructed.

A flying vessel of this scale was clearly high-grade, yet it displayed no emblems to reveal its owner's identity, suggesting the visitors were likely hostile.

The second patriarch of the Zhang family dared not be careless. Opening the vessel's hatch, he projected his voice: “May I ask who you are, friends? I am Zhang Haiwen of the Tianhai Zhang family. I offer my greetings.”

Bolstered by the flow of his Qi, his words resonated clearly inside the larger vessel.

However, the woman in white offered no reply, simply commanding, “Ling-er, go and handle them.”

“Yes, uncle,” the woman in pale white answered, rising to her feet and stepping out.

It was entirely outside the Zhang family's expectations that the one blocking their path would be such a stunning woman.

Though the second patriarch was a man of lustful character, he dared not harbor improper thoughts at this moment. Bowing, he repeated, “May I ask who you are, friends? I am Zhang Haiwen of the Tianhai Zhang family.”

Ling-er paid him no mind, soaring through the air toward the Zhang family vessel.

Ling-er was already breathtaking, and as she glided through the sky with her pale white Hanfu dancing around her, she resembled a fairy descending to the earth.

Yet, the second patriarch felt no sense of wonder. His eyes narrowed sharply as he barked, “This is bad... It’s someone in the Degeneration Realm! Prepare to retreat!”

With a wave of his hand, a broad machete materialized. He braced himself to intercept Ling-er as she closed the distance.

While those in the Degeneration Realm could not truly fly yet, they were capable of leaping across the gap between vessels in a single breath.

In an instant, Ling-er reached the Zhang family's ship, a three-foot sword appearing in her grip. Striking from above, she launched an attack at the second patriarch.

He felt a flicker of relief upon seeing her move, realizing her Cultivation was equal to his own—she was also at the initial stage of the second level of the Degeneration Realm.

In his younger days, the second patriarch had been a fierce combatant with vast experience fighting both warriors and beasts. He believed himself to be peerless among those at his level.

Thus, he swung his machete and charged at Ling-er.

However, the moment their weapons clashed, he understood his error.

Though their Cultivation levels were similar, and her experience seemed less than his, her martial arts techniques were vastly superior, and her Qi was much more refined.

Within a mere three exchanges, he was already struggling.

“Are you from a sacred land of the martial world?!” The second patriarch was terrified. He quickly called out, “Miss, could there be a misunderstanding? We are merely passing through; we mean no harm.”

He suspected that because she had jammed the signals in this area and attacked passersby, she must have found a rare treasure and was trying to kill witnesses. It felt incredibly unfair!

Ling-er did not speak; she simply continued her relentless assault.

Despite her great power and beauty, she was not considered exceptionally elite within the Xuan Nu Palace.

Among the four sisters who accompanied her, her strength only ranked third.

Her uncle had given her this task for the purpose of training, so she was determined to succeed.

The Zhang family might be titans in Tianhai, but compared to a sacred land of Cultivation, they were nothing more than slightly larger ants.

Facing a warrior from such a sacred place, the second patriarch was consumed by dread.

He was already no match for Ling-er, and his fear only made his situation more desperate. After a few more moves, he lost the ability to counter and could barely even defend himself.

However, the man chose to fight to the bitter end. Seeing she had no intention of sparing him, he roared, “Since you won't let me live, then we shall die together!”

Abandoning his defense, his body began to swell rapidly as he attempted to commit suicide through self-destruction.

At that exact moment, a streak of white light flashed, and a hole the size of a finger appeared in the patriarch's forehead.

His life force vanished instantly. His bloated form deflated like a burst balloon, returning to its normal size in a heartbeat.

“Thank you, uncle,” Ling-er said, still a bit rattled, as she bowed toward her own vessel.

“A lack of combat experience is to be expected; his Cultivation was on par with yours,” the woman in white’s voice echoed from the vessel. “Conclude this quickly.”

Ling-er nodded and charged into the Zhang family vessel.

Faced with a powerful figure at the Degeneration Realm, the five remaining Zhang family members were paralyzed with fear and had no hope of resisting. Ling-er’s sword made short work of them in an instant.

Stepping back out, Ling-er extended a hand as smooth as jade and pressed it against the hull.

With a massive surge of her internal Qi, the entire vessel and the corpses of the six Zhang family members disintegrated into dust. Without a sound, they vanished as if they had never been there, scattered by the wind.

Ling-er then returned to the ground, collected the signal jammer, and re-boarded her vessel, which vanished in a flash of light.

Shortly after, the area returned to normal. No one would ever know that a force capable of upending the Jinling martial arts scene had been wiped out right there.

Back at the Wang family mansion, Wang Yue was oblivious to these events.

He had dared to kill Zhang Lingfeng not just because the man lusted after Chu Mo, which had infuriated him, but because he had calculated the risks.

By provoking them, the Tianhai Zhang family would surely act, providing him a chance to see if his theory was correct—that a hidden power was watching over Jinling.

Even if he was wrong, he wasn't worried; he felt confident his power was equal to the first level of the Deification Realm.

If the Zhang family sent a Deification Realm expert, he would simply flee.

The Zhang family had too much to lose to let an unaffiliated Deification Realm master stalk them in the shadows.

Furthermore, because of the Martial Arts Alliance's presence, they wouldn't dare harm the three major families once he was gone.

Thus, while killing Zhang Lingfeng seemed reckless, it wasn't truly dangerous; it just made everyone else nervous.

After parking, Wang Yue headed to his mother’s home. The residence was now fully open to him; he didn't need a key or to knock, as the facial recognition let him in automatically.

Wang Yue entered quietly so as not to bother his mother, but he was immediately stunned by what he saw.

In the living room, Su Mengyan was not in her usual clothes. Instead, she wore a light gray bodysuit like the ones at Chu Mo’s gym and was practicing something similar to yoga.

Her back was to him as he entered. She was on her hands and knees, arching her back deeply to accentuate the curves of her large, shapely buttocks.

The bodysuit was incredibly thin, and the lines suggested his mother wasn't wearing any underwear beneath it; she was completely bare under the fabric.

What shocked him more was how tightly the suit hugged her, perfectly outlining her plump rear, causing