CMWKSD -Chapter 94 Completely Wrecking the Shen Family!

Jiu Yue nimbly dodged the patrols from the city watch and the Fifth City Military Division.

The capital was really different—patrols came in endless waves.

But Jiu Yue wasn’t fazed at all. She had already scoped the place out and moved almost instinctively toward the General’s Mansion.

The only problem was that she had never actually been inside before. The mansion was enormous, and she couldn’t find Shen Zongnian anywhere!

Jiu Yue clicked her tongue, realizing she had miscalculated. She should have let Shao Qing try to get some information first, find out which courtyard Shen Zongnian lived in.

It would have been better than wandering around the General’s Mansion like a headless chicken. Yet, as fate would have it, she ended up in a small alley behind the mansion.

“Oh? How did I end up here?”

Jiu Yue paused. Just as she was about to try entering the mansion again, she heard music.

It was called “music” only because Jiu Yue didn’t know the instrument. The sound was so faint that she had to strain her ears to hear it.

Jiu Yue chuckled to herself—probably some lovesick fool playing for someone they missed.

Not thinking much of it, she avoided the source of the sound and silently slipped into the mansion again.

In the distance, she saw the courtyard lit by oil lamps.

Jiu Yue thought to herself: if I can’t find him, I’ll just pick a lucky victim at random and maybe they’ll tell me where Shen Zongnian lives.

She slowly approached the house, stealthily climbing onto the roof and lifting a tile to peek inside.

Who would be her lucky victim?

It turned out to be an old man with a head full of white hair.

The music continued faintly in the distance. Jiu Yue froze as she saw the old man tearing open his clothes.

Despite his white hair, his body was strong and muscular—clearly not something built overnight.

Moreover, his upper body was covered in wounds.

Jiu Yue wasn’t particularly interested in the old man. She turned to descend from the roof and enter through the window.

Then she saw the old man suddenly grab a dagger from the table and slice his own arm.

Jiu Yue shuddered. This guy had a self-harming streak?

Some people were even more brutal than she was—self-mutilation!

Looking closely, she saw something throbbing under his skin, like a living creature burrowing through his body.

The music grew louder and higher-pitched, and the old man continued cutting himself as if trying to carve the creature out with his bare hands.

The music became intense. The old man, overwhelmed by the pain, shoved the dagger into his mouth and bit down hard, enduring the agony without making a sound.

This is…

Jiu Yue felt a thrill. It was a Miao tribal gu!

Don’t blame Jiu Yue for being inexperienced—she had only ever seen low-level gu in the modern world.

But this was clearly no ordinary, low-grade gu. She had read ancient texts: during Miao’s heyday, there were all kinds of gu—heart-devouring gu, obedient gu, loveless gu… a bewildering variety.

She had never seen a high-level gu like this before.

Jiu Yue could remove low-level gu, and though the forms varied, the principles were the same. She knew how to resolve them, just not this advanced type.

Her master had taught her that gu, poisons, and diseases were all related—they traveled through the meridians, blood, and flesh.

So, resolving gu also relied on those channels.

The musician apparently didn’t get the reaction they wanted, and the music gradually stopped. The old man, drenched in sweat from torment, finally calmed down.

At that moment, a voice came from outside: “General!”

Oh! This lucky victim was Shen Zongnian’s father!

But right now, Jiu Yue was more interested in seeing who could control a gu—this was a rare sight for her.

From raising gu to controlling it, Jiu Yue had been itching to see it in action.

She ignored the old man and, in a flash, vanished into the night, following the direction of the music.

Jiu Yue moved swiftly and saw a slender woman leaving the alley, holding a leaf in her hand.

A leaf?

She had overestimated this “musician”—it wasn’t an instrument at all.

Jiu Yue held a silver needle between her fingers. Just as the woman was about to disappear around the corner, she threw the needle, which carried a small stone, with perfect precision.

The silver needle pierced the woman’s spine, and the stone pushed it in an extra inch for double safety.

Jiu Yue worried the woman might be powerful; what if she had a gu and attacked Jiu Yue? Though she could resolve gu, just the thought of one inside her body made her want to kill someone!

The woman collapsed. Jiu Yue walked lightly up to her.

The woman was scantily dressed, wearing sheer silk that barely covered her, her belly cloth faintly visible.

Even from a distance, Jiu Yue could smell her perfume.

Tsk tsk—she looked like a courtesan from a high-class house.

Jiu Yue crouched, feeling around the woman’s body.

She found that aside from the leaf and a small cloth, the woman carried nothing—not even a single coin.

“Girl, how can you leave home without even a little silver?”

The woman’s eyes darted around, watching Jiu Yue as the needles controlled her.

Jiu Yue patted her face: “Were you controlling gu just now?”

The woman’s pupils constricted, but Jiu Yue caught it.

“I’ll let you talk, but no yelling.”

The woman blinked rapidly. Jiu Yue flipped her over. Using three silver needles, she immobilized the woman, then pulled out the first needle she had inserted.

“What are you saying? Xiao Yue doesn’t understand.”

“Oh, your name’s Xiao Yue. Out late at night instead of sleeping at home—what are you doing here?”

The woman struggled to move her fingers but found she couldn’t.

“Madam speaks jokingly. I am a courtesan at Changchun House. Nighttime is when I take clients.”

Jiu Yue blinked. “So if you’re not taking clients in the house, what are you doing in this little corner at night?”

Xiao Yue was momentarily speechless. Her eyes darted quickly.

Tsk, no one talks back to her—and this one even tried to improvise. She must think she’s above Jiu Yue.

Jiu Yue didn’t bother speaking further.

She picked Xiao Yue up and carried her away. As for the Shen family—this time, Jiu Yue would completely empty their coffers.

After all, it was gu!

As for Xiao Yue, Jiu Yue decided to bring her to Ji Yiqing and Ji Chaomian. She was skilled at interrogation but not clever, so summarizing and strategizing would be up to them.

Fortunately, Xiao Yue was small and delicate, light as a feather. Carrying her posed no difficulty for Jiu Yue at all.