Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok! Chapter 312

Chen Muxue saw Xiaohua gradually calm down, but fell into a coma. She didn’t bother looking for a key, dismantled the chair swiftly, and carried Xiaohua out.

When she reached a certain spot, she seed to sense sothing and glanced back, the other end of the dim tunnel remained shrouded in endless darkness. Chen Muxue didn’t pay much attention and continued to carry Xiaohua out like a sack of rice.

In the night, the entire Yin Family mansion seed to be asleep. Chen Muxue looked up at the sky and quickly caught a glimpse of several restrictive barrier patterns, then found it quite amusing.

The Yin Family’s restriction, perhaps ant to maintain a sense of mystery, was foolishly using a silent barrier. Such a restriction might cause the family to unknowingly plunge into a desperate situation at crucial monts, serving little other purpose.

What’s laughable is that the restriction wasn’t linked to the life characteristics of Master Yin himself, so combined with the silent barrier, Master Yin could die undetected.

The Yin Family...

Suddenly, Chen Muxue shook Xiaohua on her shoulder and turned to scrutinize the young child.

Seems to have gained so weight, is the Capital City food really that good?

No matter, she doesn’t want to co back here a second ti anyway.

After Chen Muxue walked out of the Yin Family gate, the other mbers of the family finally woke up amidst the roaring flas. Instantly, chaos ensued, and the soaring inferno quickly alard other families and the Governnt Office in the Capital City.

A stylish and indifferent Chen Muxue carried Xiaohua aimlessly beyond the end of a street without looking back at the explosion, then stumbled a few steps and collapsed.

Aunt Shui, who had so cultivation, felt her heart racing when she saw the fire suddenly blaze so fiercely. After glancing at the panicked servants outside and the expanding flas, her heart skipped a beat.

She had faintly noticed the issue with the Yin Family barrier long before, it seed the lower the cultivation, the more likely they would fall into sleep at so point, but the master was never affected.

She always felt that such a restriction was of little use other than allowing those insects to run rampant at night, and it even had significant drawbacks, as evidenced by the situation now.

Aunt Shui looked at the flas and felt it wasn’t a simple fire; so fierce and widespread, clearly soone had set it ablaze.

Aunt Shui instinctively retrieved a long-prepared ergency bundle from under the bed and secretly slipped out amidst the chaos.

She glanced back, the insects were in disarray, Master Yin probably faced grim odds. So Aunt Shui turned and left without hesitation.

The Imperial Army captain watched the insects escape from the Yin Family under the glow of the fire, feeling a chilling dread. With the state of the Emperor already delicate, who knows if these random insects might be poisonous? Forget about his position; he might not even keep his head!

Thus, in the middle of the night, a peculiar scene unfolded in the Capital City: on one side, regular soldiers fervently extinguishing the fire, while on the other, Imperial Army mbers of significant cultivation scrambled around killing insects, colorful spiritual power flying everywhere, perhaps just to kill a fingernail-sized bug.

When these insects mindlessly charged at the formidable and imposing Imperial Army, the seasoned officers were scared into loud cries...