Sludge suction system

Looking into Mu Wan's terrified and desperate eyes, Mu Yangzi's last line of defense crumbled. He knew that if he didn't hand over the manual, his granddaughter would die on the spot. His hands trembled as he slowly pulled out the Spirit Serpent Poison Technique manual, considered a treasure of the Mu family, from his robes, his eyes filled with resentment and heartache.

"Take it, you villain. I only hope you can keep your promise and spare Wan'er and everyone in the Mu family." Mu Yangzi's voice was low and hoarse, as if every word was filled with blood and tears.

A look of wild joy flashed in Wang Jing's eyes. He couldn't wait to snatch the manual. After flipping through a few pages, he laughed loudly, "Hahaha, this peerless martial art is finally mine!" His laughter echoed in the dungeon, eerie and terrifying.

However, his laughter abruptly stopped a moment later, and a ferocious murderous intent appeared on his face. "Hmph, you know too much. Keeping you around will only bring trouble." With that, he mercilessly plunged the dagger in his hand into Mu Wan's chest.

Mu Wan's eyes were wide open. Before she could even feel the pain, she slowly collapsed, her wedding dress stained with blood, like a rose withering in the darkness.

"Wan'er!" Mu Yangzi cried out in anguish, rushing towards Wang Jing without regard for anything else, only to be kicked to the ground by Wang Jing, who then plunged a dagger into his abdomen.

Mu Yangzi stared intently at Wang Jing, muttering, "You... will surely suffer retribution..." Then, his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

Wang Jing put away the secret manual and strode out of the dungeon. The Mu residence was now deathly silent. The once lively and festive courtyard was now filled with the stench of death. Servants lay scattered about, all dead from poison, their eyes wide open, seemingly silently recounting the sudden disaster.

Standing in the courtyard of the Mu residence, Wang Jing gazed at the horrific scene before him, feeling no remorse or pity, only a twisted smile born of satisfied greed and ambition, which appeared particularly sinister in the blood-soaked air. With a flash, he vanished from the Mu residence, disappearing into the martial world with the blood-stained manual. What awaited him were countless assassinations and curses, while the deep-seated hatred of the Mu family would stir up a new wave of conflict in the martial world.

"Host, something terrible has happened!" Little Zha cried out urgently in Bai Pingping's ear, its voice trembling slightly from extreme tension.

Bai Pingping had just seen off a patient who had come for treatment and was about to take a short rest when she suddenly heard Xiao Zha's panicked cry. Her heart tightened, and without thinking, she quickly and decisively closed the clinic door and hurriedly walked towards the back room.

Upon entering the back room, Bai Pingping quickly found a chair and sat down. She picked up the tea that had been prepared on the table, took a sip, and tried to calm herself down before asking, "Xiao Zha, don't panic. What happened? Tell me slowly."

Little Zha took a deep breath to calm itself down, but the fear in its eyes had not faded. It stammered, "Master... host, that heartless Wang Jing actually slaughtered everyone in the Mu family, leaving no one alive! And he also stole the incomparably precious Spirit Serpent Poisoning Technique manual!"

"What?! How could Wang Jing be so ruthless and inhumane!" Upon hearing this, Bai Pingping was instantly enraged. She slammed her hand on the table, causing water to splash from her teacup. Her eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth as she cursed, "Such an evil person must be eliminated; it would be an injustice to heaven!"

"Host, calm down. Right now, the most important thing is to figure out how to deal with this matter." Xiao Zha quickly advised, "By the way, host, I just vaguely sensed that there is still someone alive in the dungeon of the Mu family. You should go and take a look. If you can save their life in time, it might come in very handy in the future!" As he spoke, Xiao Zha excitedly jumped up and down on the spot.

Upon hearing this, Bai Pingping immediately stood up and decisively ordered, "Alright! There's no time to lose, I'll go find Xia Mu right now and have him come with me to the Mu residence to rescue people!" Before she finished speaking, she rushed out the door like a gust of wind, heading straight for where Xia Mu was.

Bai Pingping, carrying Xia Mu, rushed all the way to the gate of the Mu residence.

The gates of the Mu residence were tightly shut, yet an atmosphere of deathly stillness permeated the air. Bai Pingping gently pushed the gate open, and it creaked open, releasing a stench of decay. The two cautiously stepped inside, finding the courtyard in complete disarray. The once exquisite flowers and plants were withered and broken, tables and chairs were overturned, and the corpses of the servants and maids lay scattered haphazardly, their deaths gruesome, their faces bluish-purple, clearly signs of poisoning.

The two searched diligently and finally found some clues at the dungeon entrance. Descending the damp, dark steps, the stench of decay intensified. Dim torches flickered weakly on the walls, illuminating the eerie and terrifying surroundings.

"Cough cough..." A faint cough reached their ears.

Bai Pingping and Xia Mu perked up and rushed towards the sound. They found Mu Yangzi lying on the ground in the corner, barely alive, his body covered in wounds, his breath as weak as a candle flickering in the wind. His white hair was scattered messily on the ground, his clothes were torn and stained with blood, and his once dignified face was now as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and his lips were cracked and bloodless.

Bai Pingping rushed forward, squatted down, gently helped Mu Yangzi up, and fed him a healing pill: "Senior Mu, please wake up!"

Mu Yangzi's eyelids trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with despair and exhaustion. When he recognized Bai Pingping and Xia Mu before him, a faint glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes: "You are... cough cough..."

Xia Mu looked around and, seeing that this place was not safe to stay, said, "Senior, this place is dangerous. We'll take you away from here first." After saying that, he and Bai Pingping carefully helped Mu Yangzi up, used their lightness skills, and quickly left the Mu family mansion, this hell on earth.

The night was as black as ink, so thick it seemed to swallow everything in the world. Bai Pingping and Xia Mu, dressed in black, escorted Mu Yangzi, moving like ghosts through the shadows.

Mu Yangzi lay lifelessly slumped in Xia Mu's arms, his body limp and powerless, like a lump of mud that could not be propped up. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were dry and cracked, devoid of any color, and each labored breath was like the faint sound of a broken bellows, his breath so weak that it seemed as if it might stop at any moment.

Bai Pingping moved nimbly, her eyes scanning her surroundings warily, constantly alert to any potential danger. Her gaze was as sharp as an owl's, not missing a single rustling sound. Xia Mu held Mu Yangzi tightly, her steps light and swift, each step precise and steady, trying to avoid making a sound so as not to attract attention.

They deliberately chose to travel through narrow, secluded alleyways. The alleys were filled with a damp, decaying smell, and the walls were covered with moss. Occasionally, a few rats would scurry past in the corners, making a "squeak" sound, which added to the eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Along the way, apart from their hurried footsteps and heavy breathing, there was no other sound. The night seemed to be a natural protective barrier, completely concealing their whereabouts.

Finally, the familiar clinic came into view. Bai Pingping was the first to step to the door and gently knocked out a series of rhythmic coded signals.

A moment later, the door creaked open, revealing a wary young apprentice. Upon seeing Bai Pingping and Xia Mu, the apprentice quickly stepped aside to let them in.

Upon entering the clinic, Bai Pingping quickly instructed, "Xia Mu, carry Senior Mu to the quiet room in the backyard. Be very gentle." Xia Mu nodded in acknowledgment and carried Mu Yangzi quickly toward the backyard.

A faint scent of medicine filled the clinic, and the flickering candlelight cast shadows on the walls, as if the candlelight itself was anxiously concerned for Mu Yangzi's safety. Bai Pingping took a deep breath, composed herself, and prepared to do everything in her power to save Mu Yangzi. She knew that a battle against death was about to unfold in this small clinic.