Chapter 312: Ying's ???

  Ying was truly and utterly out of her depth here... Despite the bad blood between herself and her brothers, at a time like this, they stood around her with their weapons drawn. Willing to lay down their lives to protect their only sister. Even if she was an annoying brat that's gotten uppity lately. But, she didn't panic and lose her mind.

  While her family was doing everything they could to withstand the assault from the medium and small sects, she sent an emergency message to Heaven's Angels, asking for help. She didn't know how long it would take for them to arrive but she would do everything she could to keep her family from dying. Ying's entire purpose of becoming strong was to help elevate her family! Without her family, what has she worked so hard all these years for?

  Ying sliced the air apart with Hao Gang. A visible spatial slit could be seen and with a single call from Ying, an outburst of grass shot out from the hole!? The tsunami of grass moved according to Ying's qi and will. It avoided those from the Yue Family and targetted their enemies.

"What? Spiritual grass?! Are you retarded, girl?!" A cultivator laughed as he sliced the grass apart with one swing.

  His sword effortlessly sliced it and the grass dropped like needles? The cultivator looked around to see what was so special about this spiritual grass. It didn't take long for him to get his answer as screams, cries, and yelps of pain spread throughout the disciples of the sects.

"Use your qi to forcefully expel them from your bodies! It'll hurt but it'll be better than letting them drain you like a husk!" An elder shouted after quickly analyzing the effects on one disciple.

  SCP-355 was only a momentary distraction. Only the disciples truly had any trouble. The elders had no problem preventing themselves from being drained by the carnivorous grass and taking it out. But, Ying didn't expect for the grass spirit to do anything substantial. It was nothing more than just something to buy her more time.

"Eat this and don't question me!" Ying shoved delicious smelling pastries into her brothers' mouths.

"Mhmhmhmhhm!" They tried to protest but their youngest sister was strangely strong!

  Sao, Heng, and Tian felt their qi surge within their bodies. Like a raging river but one that was under their complete control! If they weren't in a life-or-death situation, the three brothers would drop to lotus position and cultivate to breakthrough right this instance! However, they settled to use the power to use all of their power without restrain.

  Ying looked over to her dad and saw that even after combining his sword techniques with sword intent, he was still being overwhelmed by the sect elders. Even if she wanted to help him like she helped her brothers, she'd be sliced apart before she even got the chance to say, "Eat this!"

  Ying also ate a spirit cake for herself before unleashing her full power. The Goddess of Calmity's Fire Art transformed Ying into a being of fire. Flaming long locks, blazing pupils, a burning dress that hung tightly to Ying's figure with a deep opening in the chest area, and a giant mass of flames in the form of a sword in her hands. The orange flames shifted into a dark purple hue thanks to Overbearing Amalgamation of Flames and the Mystic Flame she received from the second test of the annual tournament.

  Dashing out of her brothers' protective circle, Ying went on a rampage. The devastating huge demonic blade cleaved through the disciples as if they were tofu. Thanks to her family distracting the strongest cultivators of the sects, Ying could freely chop their disciples up without worrying for her own safety. Of course, it didn't take long for the elders of the medium and small sects to realize what was happening due to the death screams of their students. Collectively, all of their hatred, anger, and qi were focused solely on Ying's figure.

  A spiritual weight that collapsed her to her knee. She glared back with the intensity of a thousand suns as she refused to submit to their power. Her sword stabbed into the ground, preventing her from kneeling all the way to these old bastards. It took everything she had to stay in this position, say nothing of trying to rise back to her feet.

  You'd think with all this focus on Ying, the Yue Family members would be able to push in and take advantage of the moment but the Yue Family wasn't known as a fallen family for nothing. These elders from the nearby medium and small sects were a lot stronger than a noble family robbed of resources and opportunities for years. The only people capable of keeping up a good fight was the main family members. The patriarch, ancestor, and the three potential heirs. But even that didn't mean they were winning.

"Dad!" Ying was helpless as she saw her father being attacked from multiple angles.

  Yue Tang scowled as he suffered a mortal injury but not without taking out one of the elders with a horizontal slash. He refused to fall before his daughter escaped.

"Run you foolish girl!" Tang couldn't hold back the blood from spewing out of his mouth after speaking.

"I-I- No! I'll save you!" Ying pulled on everything from within her to stand up and rush over to her father. "I can do it...!"

"Son..." Yue Gou momentarily took his eyes off his opponent.

"You dare look away while you're facing me?! You fool!" The justice elder rushed to take advantage of Gou's distracted state.

  Yue Gou shot backwards at an incredible speed toward his son. He landed in front of him and grabbed him before rushing toward Ying and setting him down near her. As Ying was pulling out a recovery cake for her dad to eat, the elders weren't just idly watching by.

  Gou in his Qi Transformation state did everything he could to block the combined attack from all the remaining sect elders. Ying did her best to try and ignore the struggle her grandfather was in as she fed her dad multiple recovery cakes, she even had to force him to chew with her hands. Her brothers rushed behind her grandfather and collectively transferred their qi into his body.

  The gaping hole in her father's side was slowly healing back but then a heart-shattering sound flowed into Ying's ears as she looked over to her grandfather. The culprit flicked his hand in disgust after removing it from the chest of her grandfather. He then flashed a smile at her.

"Yue Ying... You would've made an acceptable wife, if not concubine for myself if you didn't upset all of these old fellows." Xue Que stared at her.

  Ying's ghost flames erupted into the sky as Ying charged at Xue Que, the #1 disciple of the Heavenly Palace Sect. A spinning slash with all of her fury and weight behind it came straight for the young genius. Xue Que responded with a casual chop downward with his hand.

  The sound of flesh tearing and something hitting the ground came after. Huffing and puffing, Ying was crouched near the floor like a beast that exerted everything they had. Xue Que calmly looked at his missing arm and then slowly realized that the outcome of their clash did not turn out as he expected. He was missing an arm and she wasn't missing anything at all.

'Is this a dream or something?' Xue Que wondered before the pain kicked in.

  A piercing cry came from the talented genius but it was ignored in favor of putting down the talented disciple from the Golden Serpent Sect. The elders focused all of their attention on the girl that looked like she could barely stand and moved in to take advantage. As a cornered animal does when cornered, Ying struck out with everything she had!

"Ying! We're here!" A familiar voice flowed into Ying's ears and stayed her sword.

  From a spatial slit similar to the one she made with Hao Gang, a fatty came flying in front of her with his shields held up. He blocked all of the swords of the sect elders and with a tiger-like roar, multiple things happened at once. A female specter flew from out of Bing's shadow, several semi-corporeal armored humanoids moved into formation around Bing and Ying, and a giant flesh arm formed out of Bing's back like a tail. This hand held a black and white orb above its palm giving off dangerous amounts of qi that could certainly destroy whatever it put its mind to.

"Guys..." Tears pooled around Ying's eyes as she saw her friends coming out one by one.

"We're not too late..." Wan Qing took a quick glance at the situation.

"Point us at the enemies, Ying. We're here to help." Lei Zhi stood in front of his disciples.

"Those old bastards! They killed my grandpa and almost killed my dad!" Ying didn't care for pride now that her friends were here to back her up. She pointed at those old fuckers with her remaining energy and did everything she could to stay conscious to watch the ensuing massacre.

"I'm sorry for not arriving sooner. I had to collect everyone." Jing crouched next to Ying, placing a hand on her shoulder. "We'll make them wish they never messed with Heaven's Angels and more." A small smile formed on Jing's face as she formed a whip made of water.

"Make sure to leave some for me too after I recover." Ying smiled alongside with her.

"Of course. I'll make sure to keep everyone else from going too far so that you'll have some for yourself." Jing slowly strolled forward.