Although he said that he was going to allow Qin Su time for resting, he ignored all of Qin Su’s pushes of refusal and helped her up. Wei WuXian didn’t know what he did, but Qin Su suddenly collapsed, robbed of all energy. Thus, just like this, Jin GuangYao half-dragged his wife into the layering curtains. Paperman WuXian snuck out from below the table and followed them. He saw Jin GuangYao, whose hand was placed over a fulllength mirror made of copper. A moment later, his fingers somehow entered the mirror, as though they broke into the surface of a pool of water. Qin Su’s eyes were wide open, still crying. She could only watch as her husband dragged her into the mirror, unable to speak or shout. Wei WuXian knew that the mirror definitely couldn’t be opened by anyone aside from Jin GuangYao himself. Such an opportunity was now or never. Roughly calculating the timing, he quickly leaped inside.
"What did you do to my daughter?" asked Qin Cangye in anger.
"Will he kill her?" asked MianMian.
"Maybe." said Nie Huaisang.
Qin Cangye held his daughter protectively while glaring at the screen.
Behind the copper mirror was a secret room. After Jin GuangYao entered, the oil lamps on the walls ignited on their own. The dim light illuminated shelves and cabinets of different sizes, covering the walls. On the shelves were books, scrolls, stones, weapons. There were also a few instruments of torture. Iron rings, sharp spikes, silver hooks—all seemed strange. Just looking at their appearance could make one shiver in fear. Wei WuXian knew that these were probably made by Jin GuangYao.
"Why did he have that?" asked Jin Zixuan.
"Is he that evil?" asked Nie Huaisang.
"More like a psychopath." said Jin Ling.
The QishanWen Sect’s leader, Wen RuoHan, had a moody, violent personality. He loved the sight of blood and sometimes took enjoyment in torturing those that offended him. Jin GuangYao was only able to capture Wen RuoHan’s interest by catering to his needs, making all sorts of cruel yet amusing devices.
Everyone turned to look at Wen Rouhan who only smiled at them.
"When did you became like that?" asked Qingheng-jun.
"Ever since you've entered seclusion." said Madam Yu.
"That's how the relationship between the five major sect became awry." said Jiang Fengmian.
Any sects owned a couple of treasury vaults. Thus, it wasn’t strange at all for the Fragrant Palace to hold such a room.
Aside from a desk, an iron table—dark to the eyes, cold to the touch, long enough for a person to lie—was also within the room. There seemed to be black, dried-up traces of something on the surface of the table. Wei WuXian commented in silence, This would be the perfect table to cut someone apart on.
"Maybe that is where he cut off Nie Mingjue's body." said Jiang Cheng.
"What?" Nie Huaisang asked in disbelief.
Jin GuangYao gently helped Qin Su lie down on the table. Qin Su’s face was ashen as Jin GuangYao straightened out a few tangled strands of her hair, “Don’t be scared. You shouldn’t walk around in such a state. There’ll be a lot of people during the next few days. Why don’t you rest for a bit? You can come back as soon as you tell me who the person is. Nod if you’re willing to tell me. I didn’t seal all of your meridians. You should still be able to nod.”
"I'm going to kill you!" exclaimed Qin Cangye in rage.
He pulled Meng Yao's collar but the man only gave him an innocent look.
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MDZS Characters Watching the Future
Fanfiction"Great news! Wei WuXian has died!" "Wait- WHAT?!" "But I'm still here." The juniors (Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, Jin Ling, and Ouyang Zizhen) accidentally touched an array that teleported the people from the past to an unknown place. This story is based...