On My Wedding Day, I Went to Kill My Junior Brother—Why Are You Crying When I'm the One Leaving? - Chapter 8:

Chapter 8 Injured

When he saw who had arrived, Xiao Han quickly withdrew all of his aura, but he still wasn’t willing to let the Blue Lotus Stone Platform be taken away by Hun Yu just like that.

He reached out to snatch it by force, but how could Hun Yu possibly let him get what he wanted? He tightly hugged the Blue Lotus Stone Platform, not budging an inch.

As the person approached, it turned out to be Third Senior Sister. She had been worried about Xiao Han’s injury, so before dawn she had specially prepared a pot of valuable medicinal herb soup for him. But when she brought it to his room, he was nowhere to be found.

“Hun Yu, what are you doing? Don’t you know Xiao Han is seriously injured? Why are you still fighting with him?”

Hun Yu clutched the Blue Lotus Stone Platform with all his strength, not letting go. Hearing Hua Wucuo’s question, he said coldly, “Are you blind? Can’t you see he’s the one trying to steal my stuff? After all this time, how have you not noticed anything? You’re not just stupid—you’re practically blind!”

Hua Wucuo, enraged at being insulted, stormed over in a few strides and shouted angrily, “You dog! Who gave you the guts to curse me? I clearly saw you fighting with Xiao Han in his cultivation room over that stone platform. And you still dare to deny it?”

Hun Yu retorted without hesitation, “I’ve been wanting to curse you for a long time. I just got the chance today. As for why I’m here, I’m taking back what’s mine. I used to sleep on this stone platform since I was a child. Now that I have nothing to do with any of you, I won’t leave a single thing behind. Not even a flower or blade of grass that’s mine. Is that a problem?”

Hearing this, Xiao Han secretly relaxed and thought, “Looks like this trash doesn’t know the true value of the item. It must be his resentment toward the sect making him act out like this.”

He immediately stepped in and said, “Senior Brother, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have joined the Heavenly Profound Sect. Because of me, there was a misunderstanding between you, the Senior Sisters, and the sect master. I’m truly sorry. This stone platform does belong to you, but I’ve been meditating on it for many years and have grown reliant on it. If I don’t cultivate on it, it’s very hard for me to enter a proper state. Senior Brother, could you let me keep it? I’m willing to trade anything for it. I have many treasures and rare herbs—items I risked my life to obtain. They’ll surely help your body. As long as you’re willing, I’ll trade them all. Think of it as compensation for the harm I caused you over the years. Would that be okay?”

Hun Yu was well aware of Xiao Han’s hypocrisy and deceitfulness, but seeing him put on such an obvious performance made him feel nothing but disgust.

“You really are good at acting. No wonder I let you play me for so many years. But I’ve already said—I’m taking back what’s mine. No one can stop me. A big stone like this is just right for building a courtyard wall at the foot of the mountain. Leaving it with you is a waste.”

“Let go!”

Hua Wucuo shouted in frustration, “Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear Xiao Han say he’s dependent on that stone? Let go of your filthy hands! If this affects his cultivation, I will never forgive you!”

Hun Yu looked at her like she was an idiot and mocked, “Are you sick or something? What is he to you that you’re so protective of him? I must’ve been brain-dead to do so much for you, to take the blame and ruin myself for you.”

“What? You think his cultivation is that important and I’m so worthless that I deserve to be bullied? Who do you think you are? Do you really think I’m still that pushover you used to toy with as you pleased? I’ve already severed all ties with you and the Heavenly Profound Sect. We’re done. Do you still want to scare me with your old tricks?”

“Don’t say it’s just you—even if Mu Qingwan and Zhou Yashi showed up together, I still wouldn’t give up this stone. Unless you kill me here and now, don’t even think about it.”

“You—!”

Just then, Xiao Han’s lips curled into a cold arc. He suddenly released his grip, causing the stone platform to fall back into Hun Yu’s arms—then he suddenly pushed it hard. The stone platform slammed into his own chest with great force.

Splat—

Xiao Han spewed out a mouthful of blood. His face turned as pale as paper, and his body trembled, looking as if he might collapse at any moment.

Seeing this, Hua Wucuo’s fury surged. She suddenly struck Hun Yu with her palm, sending him flying.

Splat—

Hun Yu had no cultivation to speak of. Taking a full-force blow from a Peak Spirit Profound Realm cultivator like Hua Wucuo, how could he possibly endure it?

He knew very well—if he hadn’t already fused with the Soul Spirit Jade, he would’ve been on the brink of death by now.

Even now, he coughed up blood on the spot, and blood kept flowing from both his mouth and nose. Finally, unable to hold it back, two more large mouthfuls of blood surged up and spilled all over the Blue Lotus Stone Platform.

Hun Yu’s face instantly turned ghostly pale, his aura weakening rapidly.

Just then, Mu Qingwan and Zhou Yashi suddenly appeared. Mu Qingwan didn’t even glance at Hun Yu, who was lying on the ground coughing blood. She rushed straight to Xiao Han’s side to support him.

Zhou Yashi asked coldly, “What happened?”

Hua Wucuo quickly answered, “I got up early and worried about Xiao Han’s condition, so I made medicinal soup for him. But when I arrived, I saw Hun Yu, that bastard, fighting with him over the stone platform. He even cursed me. During the struggle, he injured Xiao Han. Of course I was furious, so I hit him once.”

Zhou Yashi immediately shouted, “Hun Yu! Aren’t you the one who demanded to break off your engagement with Mu Qingwan and sever all ties with the Heavenly Profound Sect? Then why are you here stealing Xiao Han’s things? And now you’ve even injured him? Do you really think I won’t do anything to you?”

Hun Yu struggled to get up, holding the stone platform tightly in his arms. He casually spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and said, “Sect Master of the Heavenly Profound Sect, still as biased as ever. You don’t even care about the truth and are already ready to strike me down? Let me say this one more time: this stone platform is mine. It was brought back with me when you found me. Years ago, Mu Qingwan stole it and gave it to Xiao Han. And now you don’t even recognize your own sect’s items?”

“I never intended to take anything from the Heavenly Profound Sect. I’m only reclaiming what’s mine. He’s had it for all these years—I want to take it back now. What’s wrong with that?”

Zhou Yashi snorted coldly and said, “You injured Xiao Han over a broken stone? Hmph. Just for that, you deserve to die. Hua Wucuo letting you off with just one hit was already merciful.”

“Now, take your broken stone and get out of the Heavenly Profound Sect. I never want to see you again.”

Hun Yu’s face was expressionless. He didn’t spare anyone a single glance. He turned around without hesitation and left, without even a trace of nostalgia.

Mu Qingwan, upon seeing that Hun Yu hadn’t even looked at her before leaving, suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in her chest. She released Xiao Han’s hand, raised her arm slightly as if wanting to call out to him, but in the end, she let it fall. She could only watch helplessly as Hun Yu walked away, lonely and unbothered.