NOVEL NEXT Chapter 13
“Why, why are you doing this? Do you think I’d trick you?” Tie Zhu muttered to himself, his worldview completely shattered.
All his sincerity was fed to the dogs.
“Woohoo, I was wrong! I’ll never dare again!” Xiao Mei wailed on the ground, pleading, “Tie Zhu Bro, save me! I really don’t want to die!”
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu shook his head, a hint of emotion in his tone: “Back in the day, I had a childhood sweetheart. We were so innocent, promised to marry and grow old together. I secretly vowed to excel in my studies, and when the time came, I’d carry her away in a grand wedding procession!”
“Unfortunately, I never made it to the gold list and ended up being a poor scholar, teaching at a private school for a few coins.”
“After failing that one exam, our wedding was postponed. I foolishly thought she wasn’t ready, still asking her how she was. Until a kind servant secretly told me that the wretched woman had been flirting with the young master of the Su Mansion all along.”
“That’s when I realized she had already changed her heart!”
As he spoke, this handsome Middle-aged Man seemed lost in painful memories, his eyes bloodshot, his tone laced with hatred.
“I rushed to confront her, only to catch that pair of dogs making out in the house!”
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu recalled how, after being caught, the Su young master had furiously ordered his men to hold him down, forcing him to watch their ridiculous antics.
He could never forget witnessing his beloved woman being pleased by another man, the scene searing into his brain…
“See? This is the woman you promised to give a lifetime of happiness!”
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu pointed a finger at Tie Zhu’s forehead, gloating.
Tie Zhu was dazed, like a walking corpse.
As for Xiao Mei, in the chaos, the bandits’ blade severed her head, blood spraying high into the air.
The villagers were silent as the grave, not daring to move an inch.
In the distance.
Two tall figures stood atop a hill, witnessing the whole event—Hong Qianye hugged her arms, a playful smirk forming at the corner of her mouth, “Interesting, I like this show.”
Ye Junlin frowned, feeling that this Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu was more than he seemed; something was off!
At this moment.
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu put away his playful thoughts.
“It’s time to get down to business.”
He pointed two fingers at Tie Zhu, whose eyes lost focus as he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
“According to our agreement, I won’t kill you, but the others? Hehe!”
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu’s aura surged, his eyes glowing blood-red as he gazed at the mass of villagers kneeling on the ground, a cruel smile spreading across his face.
“Quick, get back! The chief is about to cast his Divine Technique.”
The surrounding bandits stepped back, fear etched on their faces.
They knew the chief was about to feast!
Swish swish swish~
Countless lines of blood burst forth from his chest, seemingly alive as they shot towards the villagers.
Then, one by one, men, women, and children shriveled up before their eyes, their blood pouring into the Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu’s chest.
“Yes, just like this! Once I completely absorb them, I can break through from Qi Refinement to Foundation Establishment!”
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu felt the change in his body, excitement written all over his face.
“Help! Don’t kill me!”
“Mom, I’m scared!”
“Someone save us!”
“Monster! This is a monster!”
Screams and wails echoed.
“Something’s definitely wrong!”
Ye Junlin’s eyes sparkled with clarity.
Based on the odd occurrences in the Wei Kingdom these past few years, this was a deliberately orchestrated chaos.
Of course, the Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu, given his strength, couldn’t be the mastermind; he had likely been misled.
“Hmm? This Evil Technique…”
Hong Qianye’s heart raced; the technique being used resembled something from someone she used to know.
“But that person died under the siege of the major holy sites in the Central Region two hundred years ago.”
Hong Qianye frowned, her gaze fluctuating.
She recalled that person’s wicked methods; they used to be of equal status!
Ye Junlin noticed the unusual expression from Hong Qianye and raised an eyebrow, “Do you recognize this technique?”
Hong Qianye shook her head, denying it directly, “No.”
“Ha.”
Ye Junlin chuckled but didn’t press further.
Swish.
He vanished from his spot.
The next moment.
Ye Junlin appeared beside the Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu, gently patting his shoulder, sighing,
“Little brother, grievances have their roots, but your indiscriminate slaughter is where you’ve gone wrong.”
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu was enjoying his meal when suddenly a person appeared beside him, startling him out of his wits, “Who the hell are you?!”
Boom!
Ye Junlin’s palm struck with immense force.
Crack crack.
The Heifeng Zhai Zhaizhu collapsed to the ground, nearly shattering his bones, letting out a pained shriek: “Ah…”
With the interruption of his spell, the remaining villagers were spared, wide-eyed in shock at all they witnessed.
“Chief, chief!”
The surrounding bandits were stupefied.
This suddenly appeared silver-haired youth was like a divine being, easily overpowering their usually invincible chief.
“Now, spill it, where did you learn this Evil Technique?” Ye Junlin asked.
Chen Shouye’s face was bitter; he knew he was out of luck encountering such a powerful Cultivator.
Forced by the situation, he had no choice but to divulge his story.
Turns out, after Chen Shouye caught that pair of dogs in the act, the young master of the Su family used his connections to ensure he couldn’t make a living in the area. Driven to desperation, he left his home, later being recruited by a strange group that taught him this terrifying technique.
But the condition was that he had to do whatever it takes to enhance his cultivation.
Having undergone a complete personality shift, Chen Shouye began ruthlessly killing innocents, and later he returned to his hometown to get revenge on that couple.
After his deeds came to light, Chen Shouye attracted the pursuit of several loose Cultivators from the Wei Kingdom, ending up as a bandit himself.
“Looks like there’s a massive organization behind this.”
“They selflessly teach others techniques with a simple demand: let the user continuously devour blood to boost their cultivation.”
“Xiao Hong, what do you think about this?”
Ye Junlin gazed at the red-clad figure slowly descending from the sky, his tone laced with meaning.
The crowd looked at Hong Qianye, their eyes filled with amazement.
What a beautiful lady!
Just like a fairy!
Hong Qianye’s expression remained calm, although waves of tumult surged within her.
This snowball-like method of passing on techniques was eerily similar to that person’s style!
Could he really still be alive?
“Master, the disciple knows not.”
Upon hearing this response, Ye Junlin shook his head.
He raised his hand, placing it on Chen Shouye’s head.
He began to violently siphon his soul!
“Uh ah…” Chen Shouye’s face contorted in pain as his eyes rolled back, feeling like his brain was being drained.
Faintly, Ye Junlin saw a glimpse of a scene—several eerie Black-robed Men standing, the leader stretching out his hand to teach Chen Shouye techniques, and then the vision abruptly went dark.
Bang.
Chen Shouye fell to the ground, lifeless.
“Let’s go.”
Ye Junlin said.
Snap!
Hong Qianye snapped her fingers.
In an instant, flames erupted from every bandit, their screams piercing the air as scorching fire engulfed them, their eyes filled with raw terror.
Soon, they were reduced to ashes.
Such divine means.
The villagers looked on in awe, mouths agape.
“You…” Ye Junlin furrowed his brow.
“Master, did I do something wrong? Shouldn’t this group of bandits die?” Hong Qianye questioned, her face puzzled.
Ye Junlin lightly coughed a few times, “Well done.”
A trace of pride flickered in Hong Qianye’s eyes.
It had been a while since she’d had such a killing spree, she just wanted to enjoy herself.
Just then.
Someone took the lead and shouted, “The fairy has vanquished evil and restored peace! We of Peach Blossom Village will be eternally grateful to the fairy!”
“Thank you, fairy!”
The villagers bowed deeply.
Fairy?!
Hearing this title.
Hong Qianye’s pretty face twisted with anger, and she raised her hand, ready to incinerate this group of fools.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her wrist.
Ye Junlin smiled, “My dear disciple, do you think they should die too?”
For some reason, that smile felt oddly annoying.
Hong Qianye was furious inside but knew she had to hold back for now.
After a moment, she forced a stiff smile:
“Master, you misunderstood. I actually wanted to wave goodbye to them.”