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The third stage of the spiritual realm was what most people with average talent in Huan Yun achieved in their lives. Even the previous Jun Mohuang had taken a year. But now, she only took half an hour.

1

The feeling of this new achievement was amazing!

Jun Mohuang knew very well in her heart that her amazing speed this time was due to the improved talent after regenerating her meridians and vital energy. The crystal coffin board had also contributed greatly to it. The aura contained in the crystal was 100 times purer than the spiritual aura she felt in the air.

She couldn't believe she had looked down on this object before.

He might even have lots of other spiritual treasures that could speed up her cultivation. She would have to figure a way to cheat more out of him.

2

Her black jewel-like eyes rolled, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up. She had an idea.

After a whole night of being unconscious, Jun Moxue finally woke up leisurely at the Jun Family's courtyard.

3

Thinking of what happened yesterday, she hurriedly touched her face, and anxiously shouted, “Mirror. This lady wants a mirror!

1

“Ah! My face! My face! Jun Mohuang, this b*tch, I'm going to kill you!”

Looking in the mirror, she saw her swollen face, still looking blue and purple. Two shocking wounds were on the sides of her face.

As someone who cared tremendously about her appearance, there was no way Jun Moxue could stand this kind of provocation.

“Grandfather, please call the shots for me!

“When I heard that the Su Family's Third Miss wanted to harm Seventh Sister, I was full of worry, and kindly went to the city gate. I thought I could handle the matter, but in the end, Seventh Sister beat me and cut me into such a sorry state.

“I'm so pitiful. My kindness was not rewarded. I don't want to live anymore. Boohoo…”

She threw the mirror away, and ran to the third elder, crying and pretending to be pitiful. At this moment, she was pus.h.i.+ng all the faults onto Jun Mohuang.

She refused to mention that she had previously partnered with Su Zhijing to secretly harm Jun Mohuang, nor did she mention that Su Zhijing was also partly responsible for her injuries.

“It's outrageous! Xue'er, don't worry, I will take you to the patriarch and seek justice for you!”

The third elder felt his heart ache at the pitiful sight of his granddaughter. He dragged her into the study to find the patriarch, Jun Yangfeng.

As usual, Jun Moxue walked with a tear-stained beautiful face, looking extra pitiful. She repeated her story and added even more exaggerated details. She emphasized on her goodwill and kindness, and how Jun Mohuang had sabotaged her instead.

2

“Big Brother, a woman's face is her most important thing. Jun Mohuang has gone overboard this time. I want to teach her a lesson myself!”

Upon seeing the wounds on Jun Moxue's face, a touch of resentment flashed in the muddy eyes of the third elder.

“Okay. Third Bro, there's no need to care about my face. Even if you beat Jun Mohuang to death today, I won't blink an eye,” Jun Yangfeng responded without hesitation.

3

He had always detested Jun Mohuang. If she was really beaten to death, the Jun Family wouldn't miss her.

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“Thank you, Big Brother. I will give her a lesson she'll never forget.”

The third elder shook his hand in grat.i.tude. After all, Jun Mohuang was Jun Yangfeng's direct descendant, and it wouldn't be appropriate to kill her on the spot.

It was better to severely wound her, and let her die in a few days.

“Patriarch, Seventh Sister didn't do it on purpose. I just want her to apologize to me.”

Standing at the side, Jun Moxue lowered her head and wiped away her tears. Her lips curled up in an unnoticeable smirk. Humph, Jun Mohuang, Grandfather is calling the shots now. You're dead today!

“Xue'er, you're too kind. No matter what, I will make sure that evildoer is punished!”

1

Jun Moxue's “goodwill” made Jun Yangfeng more determined to disregard Jun Mohuang's life or death.

“Servants, call that evildoer over.”