Untamed Deaths (short story (kind of???))

7: Drawing the final cut

Lan Zhan stood there with his sword at the woman's throat and didn't feel any remorse at all. She might even be a very good person and never did any wrong in all of her life ... but at the moment, she was trying to separate him from Wei Ying. 'I suggest you change your mind.' He had had enough of all of this and was beginning to see red in his fury. He moved his sword closer to the woman's neck, right at the point he knew would be a death cut. He knew from his studies that there are numerous points on the body that if cut deep enough, would kill the person as there was not way to save them. Their blood would just pour out unrestrained.

'WangJi ... what do you think you are doing?' QiRen stood in utter shock at how WangJi was behaving. Never before had he ever disrespected people so openly.

'Killing a person who thinks to separate me and the man I love. This woman knows I am a cut sleeve, knows I am in love with a man already but still she refuses to back down.'

'Enough, he does not love you. He left and said for you ....'

Lan Zhan didn't want to hear those lying words yet again form his uncle so he dug the tip of his sword just a little into the woman's neck.

'Ahhhhhhh...... please ..... stop .....' she tried to move away from the man with blood lust shining in his eyes as he made the blade draw blood but there was now a wall behind her.

'Uncle, I will only ask this one time ..... what have you done with Wei Ying, the love of my life.'

'He left .... Just put down the ....'

'Do you honestly think I am still that same naive five year old boy who will believe your words without question? I know Wei Ying would not have left on his own last night and you may have removed everything you knew to be his, but there are two things you forgot ....' He used his free hand to pull Suibian out from his sleeve. 'There is no way Wei WuXian would ever go anywhere without taking this and he knows how to take it himself. Let's not forget he would never, ever leave our son SiZhui. So these two things are proof he was not the one to leave of his own free will ... Master Lan.' He moved the sword and drew even more blood. He didn't care about this woman or her father ... and now even his uncle was not worth his concern. All that mattered now was finding Wei Ying.

The woman fainted but still Lan Zhan just stepped up and placed his sword tip at the woman's heart.

'One last chance Master Lan .... Where is my wife Wei Ying or they are both dead here and now ....'

'Stop.' The father lost all decorum as he scurried over and tried to cover his daughter only to find a pure white boot kick him hard enough to move him to the other side of the room. 'He said he would release that disgusting cut sleeve after you and my daughter are wed and she gives birth to your first child.'

'That will never happen. I am a cut sleeve and will never lay with any woman; however, lying with this one would turn my stomach.' He raised his sword ready to plunge it down only to hear his uncle scream at him.

'If you do this, I swear, I will kill that cut sleeve Demonic Cultivator and that so called son of yours.' QiRen screamed at his nephew.

At the look in WangJi's eyes, QiRen realised too late that he should have just kept his mouth shut as the moment he finished speaking ... he paid the price.

Lan Zhan only heard a threat against Wei Ying and SiZhui and lost all reason. Every member knows how to temporarily block their spiritual powers, however, as he spent most of his life reading old scrolls and books he knew a secret that no one else did. Those three places on the cultivators' chest, if you wanted to permanently block the person from their spiritual power, it just took a skin depth jab and cut for this to happen.....