The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 22 A Siege

The night was as dark as ink. Outside Yangzhou city, an inn called "Qifenglou" stood quietly beside the ancient road, its lanterns swaying, reflecting a sense of solitude.

Qiu Ziyue and her three senior brothers, having finished their musical skills competition, are now entering this seemingly ordinary inn to rest for the night.

As the four of them stepped into the inn, before they could even shake off the dust of their journey, the waiter hurriedly approached them, his face betraying his panic. He said in a low voice, "Gentlemen, I'm afraid we are unable to provide lodging for tonight. Please find another place to stay."

Qiu Langyu frowned slightly, sensing that something was wrong. Just as he was about to ask further, he suddenly heard the rapid sound of horses' hooves outside the door, accompanied by several cold shouts in the night wind: "Qiu Ziyue, the people from the five major sects have arrived! Surrender now!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than flames suddenly appeared around the inn, and a group of strangely dressed people from the martial arts world emerged like ghosts, surrounding Qifeng Tower.

Leading the group was Abbot Shangzhi of Shaolin Temple, who held a staff and had a serious expression.

Behind him stood representatives from the Beggars' Sect, Emei Sect, Kongtong Sect, and Kunlun Sect, all with solemn expressions, clearly determined to succeed in this operation.

Qiu Ziyue stood in the crowd, her eyes sharp, staring intently at the people in front of her.

"Who are you, and what brings you here?" Qiu Ziyue asked.

“Witch, you’ve finally appeared. That jade flute and zither music that summoned all the beasts must be related to the Tao Family’s Mystic Arts. Surrender now!” said Abbot Shang Zhi of Shaolin.

Perhaps Tao Ling'er's resentment was too strong, because Tao Ling'er's memories from eight years ago were awakened in Qiu Ziyue's mind.

Those people, along with five major gangs, came to Tao Ling'er's home, bringing back vivid memories of the calamities that had befallen the Tao family.

Eight years ago, on that night, the moon was dim and an ominous atmosphere filled the air.

The Tao family mansion was brightly lit, and the family was sitting around the table having dinner together.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a group of masked men wielding weapons rushed in, led by several renowned martial arts masters.

"Tao Asheng, come out here!" A rough voice rang out in the hall, breaking the originally warm atmosphere.

Tao Asheng slowly stood up and calmly looked at these uninvited guests.

"Who are you? Why are you treating the Tao family like this?"

The leader sneered, "Hand over your secret manual and jade token, or don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Tao Asheng shook her head and said firmly, "Absolutely impossible."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the two sides engaged in a fierce battle.

Although Tao Asheng was highly skilled in martial arts, he gradually found himself overwhelmed by the sheer number of opponents.

Tao Asheng frowned slightly and took out the jade flute from his sleeve.

He took a deep breath, concentrated his internal energy at his fingertips, and gently played the jade flute.

The melodious sound of the flute immediately echoed in the silent night sky, flowing like a clear spring into every corner.

The voice seemed to possess a strange magic, initially gentle as water, gradually turning passionate, as if summoning some unknown power.

As the sound of the flute changed, the surrounding air seemed to change as well.

In the originally tranquil night, a series of low humming sounds could be faintly heard.

Soon, dark shadows appeared in the surrounding darkness, and more and more of them appeared. It turned out that a swarm of bats had been attracted by the sound of the flute.

The bats' eyes gleamed with an eerie red light in the darkness. Controlled by the sound of the flute, they swirled and danced around the five major gangs and five sects.

The bats blocked out the moonlight, plunging the once bright courtyard into chaos and darkness.

Caught off guard, the various gangs were thrown into disarray by the sudden "bat formation."

They swung their swords at the bats, but the bats were numerous and agile, making it impossible to shoot them down one by one.

The bats, like streaks of black lightning, wove an impenetrable net in the air, making it difficult for the various gangs to defend themselves.

In an instant, sword light flashed in the dense forest, and the bats' wings collided with the swords, producing a piercing sound.

Members of each gang swung their swords with all their might, slaying the bats one by one.

Tao Asheng said to his wife Han Yue'e, "Take Ling'er and Mengdie and leave quickly, I can't hold on much longer."

Just as Han Yue'e was about to leave, a masked man seized the opportunity to rush towards Liu Mengdie and grab her.

The gang members believed that Liu Mengdie was Tao Asheng's biological daughter, Tao Ling'er, so they took Liu Mengdie hostage.

Tao Asheng was forced to stop playing the flute, and several experts took the opportunity to attack him.

Although Han Yue'e was heartbroken, she hurriedly took Tao Ling'er and fled for her life.

Tao Asheng eventually collapsed in a pool of blood.

Liu Mengdie has also disappeared.

Back in reality, Qiu Ziyue's gaze grew increasingly cold.

Based on Tao Ling'er's memories, Qiu Ziyue recognized the people in front of her as the murderers who participated in the massacre at Tao Ling'er's home years ago.

The anger in her heart was like a raging fire, making it almost impossible for her to control her emotions.

"You..." Qiu Ziyue's voice was low and filled with murderous intent, "Today, every single one of you will be avenged for my parents!"

Qiu Ziyue spoke calmly, but her eyes revealed determination.

She turned to face her three senior brothers, her eyes conveying trust and determination.

"Twilight Sparkle, don't be afraid, we're here for you."

Qiu Wentian gently patted her shoulder, his gaze tender yet full of strength.

"Indeed, these mere five major sects dare to swagger in front of the disciples of the Valley of Passion?"

A contemptuous smile played on Qiu Wenfeng's lips as he casually struck out with the drum in his hand.

The little golden fox perched on Qiu Ziyue's shoulder, which usually looked docile and cute, now bared its sharp teeth and claws and pounced on the people from the five major sects.

Qiu Ziyue stood silently to the side, her hands behind her back, her eyes calm, as if she had everything under control.

The wind rises, the clouds surge, and a great battle is about to break out.

The Kunlun Sect released smoke, which spread first, attempting to confuse everyone's vision. However, Qiu Ziyue neutralized it with a song called "Purifying Heart Mantra". The music contained the power of purification, causing the fog to dissipate without a trace.

Immediately following, the Shaolin monks' Arhat Fist, the Emei heroines' sword dance, and the Beggar Clan disciples' Dog-Beating Staff Technique surged forth like a tide.

Qiu Langyu transformed the Chasing Wind Sword into countless silver rays, entangling the enemies in front of him;

Qiu Wentian also took up his flute to fight back, tearing a path through the enemy ranks.

Qiu Wenfeng then wielded the Thunder Hammer, its powerful strikes like a whirlwind, directly impacting the minds of the members of the five major sects, causing their internal strength to falter and their minds to fall into chaos.

In an instant, the inn became a battlefield of fighting and killing. The innkeeper was so frightened that he hid under the counter, thinking that he was in big trouble.

At this moment, in the confined space of the inn, if one were to unleash the demonic sounds of esoteric arts and summon ferocious beasts, innocent people would surely be harmed.

Taking this into account, Qiu Ziyue not only assisted her senior brother with the sound of her flute, but also used a rare lightness skill called "Treading Snow Without a Trace" to shuttle among the enemies, occasionally launching a few precise hidden weapons to repel those opponents who tried to get close to her.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the inn was in chaos, with wood chips flying everywhere and dust billowing in the air.

Qiu Ziyue and her three senior brothers worked together seamlessly. Despite facing the combined forces of the five major sects, they managed to fight their way out of the encirclement thanks to their profound internal strength and superb martial arts skills.

Finally, after a clever encirclement and counterattack, the offensive of the five major sects was broken, with many wounded, and they had to retreat temporarily.

As night fell, their figures gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind a mess and the panting crowd in the inn.

"We need to leave here quickly to prevent them from coming back," Qiu Langyu calmly analyzed.

"Yes, we shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's find a safer place to rest."

Qiu Ziyue nodded in agreement.

Taking advantage of the still-dark night, the four quietly left Qifeng Tower and disappeared into the vast darkness.

As they drove towards the outskirts of Yangzhou, night fell and the stars dimmed. Unexpectedly, one problem after another arose.

However, having shaken off the five major sects, the masters of the five major factions of wind, fire, water, thunder, and lightning have now quietly followed them to the desolate wilderness.

They surrounded Qiu Ziyue and her three senior brothers, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Fengyunniang said, "Little brat, I've been in the martial world for over twenty years, and I've never made a name for myself as a female demon as you. Today, I'll see just how capable you really are."

Qiu Ziyue laughed and said, "Auntie, you're not getting any younger. Why don't you take the time to find a husband, have a few more kids, and live a good life?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yunniang immediately brandished her long whip, angrily saying, "You're just as sharp-tongued as your mother, a vixen! Take this!" and suddenly attacked Feng Xiaotang.

Huo Lengnong snorted coldly, drew his long sword, and said sternly, "Qiu Ziyue, as a witch, you have come to this banquet to harm the martial arts world. We have joined forces with Young Master Qi Yuxuan to capture you. Today is your end!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Ziyue, in the midst of her fight with Feng Yunniang, suddenly trembled, and disbelief flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Don't even think about harming a hair on my junior sister's head!"

Qiu Langyu glared angrily and stood in front of Qiu Ziyue.

"I, Qi Yuxuan, have always been upright and honest; there is no question of me being rounded up!"

A clear, cold voice rang out from the night, and a figure in white and red flashed by.

Like a white dragon and a ball of flame, it flashed out of the bushes and appeared in everyone's sight.

Who are those two figures?

To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.