novelraw Chapter 362 - 21: Killing With a Borrowed Knife
Chapter 362 - 21: Killing With a Borrowed Knife
Midnight.
Danxia Peak, Zhenlian Cliff.
This place is rarely visited, with no mountain paths built, only rugged trails lined with jagged rocks.
The moon is dark, and the wind is high, casting the edge of the cliff into pitch-black darkness.
"Junior Sister Ruo, is there really Moyou Grass here?"
"There is. I saw it last time I came here, just ahead."
"It’s too dark, isn’t it? Zhou Man, where’s the Everlasting Talisman?"
The Everlasting Talisman lights up, breaking the darkness, revealing two somewhat pale faces. They look around, eyes filled with murderous intent and a hint of fear.
After all, they haven’t killed too many people, and to kill in such a gloomy and dark place makes them a bit uneasy.
Swoosh!
The Everlasting Talisman is extinguished, Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang are about to exclaim, but two small hands cover their mouths, and Junior Sister Ruo’s voice sounds in their ears:
"There seems to be someone ahead."
"Someone?"
The voice is clear yet cold, sending chills down Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang’s spines, raising goosebumps all over.
Who would come to such a ghostly place at this late hour?
Also, why does Junior Sister Ruo’s voice sound a bit off?
In an instant, the small hands covering their mouths disappear.
"Junior Sister Ruo, Junior Sister Ruo?"
Xu Chengfang calls out softly twice, but there’s no response.
Zhou Man’s hair stands on end: "Junior Sister Ruo, where are you?"
At that moment, a figure descends from the air several dozen yards away.
The two quickly cover their mouths, not daring to make a sound.
The figure lands on the edge of the cliff, Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang exchange glances and quietly move forward, craning their necks to look.
Another figure appears at the edge of the Zhenlian Cliff, with a graceful silhouette and alluring curves, clearly a woman.
"Niece, are you planning to dual cultivate with me here? Your interests are quite unusual."
The short and stout figure that descended from the sky speaks, Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang look puzzled, unable to discern who it is.
"Uncle, I told you, I can no longer dual cultivate with other men."
The woman’s voice rings out, cold and ethereal, intoxicating to hear.
But what she speaks of is the dual cultivation despised by the Righteous Sect.
Zhou Man’s body stiffens, seemingly recognizing who the woman is, but dare not believe it.
"Ye Xiyue, are you playing with me? Do you think I wouldn’t dare to use force at Danxia Peak?"
"Junior Martial Uncle Zheng, even if I dual cultivate with you, I cannot help you make a breakthrough."
Their conversation almost makes Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang cry out.
It truly is the Peak Master of Xiyue Peak, the Fairy of the present day whom countless people admire, Ye Xiyue!
And the person being called ’Uncle’ by Ye Xiyue, with the surname ’Zheng’, who else could it be but the Master of Forgetful Peak, Zheng Shengmo?
These two are sect elders, famous in Eastern Cultivation, and even throughout the entire Hongzhou Continent!
Moreover, they are senior and junior, differing by a generation!
Yet, they were just discussing dual cultivation?!
The Fairy Xiyue of Zhenyang Sect having a secret meeting with her uncle late at night, if this were to get out, it would cause an uproar!
At this moment, Zheng Shengmo coldly says: "Ye Xiyue, you must give me an explanation, or don’t blame me for being heartless."
Ye Xiyue calmly states: "I have already formed a bond with another man, and right now his mark still lingers within me. Even if I dual cultivate with Uncle, it won’t help you break through; it might even harm your cultivation."
"What?!" Zheng Shengmo’s voice instantly becomes sharp.
Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang hold their mouths tightly, forcing back the exclamation that almost escaped.
Oh my god.
Senior Sister Ye has already been intimate with a man!
This, this, this...
Zheng Shengmo raises his hand, a spiritual power envelops Ye Xiyue, and indeed finds a cluster of spiritual energy in her abdomen that doesn’t belong to her.
Furthermore, this spiritual energy has already penetrated her spiritual field.
Clearly, Ye Xiyue was telling the truth, and the reality is even more astonishing than her words.
It seems Ye Xiyue and that man are truly in love, allowing him to act freely within her spiritual field.
Even the innate spiritual energy contained within her top-grade spirit root has been drained significantly.
Evidently, Ye Xiyue is deeply in love with that man, willing to offer her spirit root to him.
As a result, Ye Xiyue’s innate spirit root is no longer complete, and even if Zheng Shengmo forcibly dual cultivates with her, he cannot leverage it to break through to Divinity Transformation.
Moreover, Ye Xiyue still retains other spiritual powers within her, which might even backfire on Zheng Shengmo, harming his cultivation.
A precious innate top-grade spirit root, yet before he could acquire it, someone else took first. Zheng Shengmo is furious and asks fiercely:
"Who is it?!"
Ye Xiyue responds indifferently: "Naturally, it’s my man. He has already promised me, once the Zhenyang Sect matters are settled, he will marry me as a concubine."
"You want to marry him? As a concubine?"
In his shock, Zheng Shengmo’s voice trembles a little.
Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang are even more stunned, their minds blank.
The things they’ve heard tonight are too outrageous, and the amount of information is too large; their small minds are already overloaded.
Suddenly, a faint spiritual energy wafts by, touching Zhou Man’s leg, causing her leg to involuntarily kick a stone beneath her foot.
Making a clicking sound.
Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang’s faces instantly turn pale.
In the next moment, Zheng Shengmo is standing in front of the two.
Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang are petrified, staring blankly at Zheng Shengmo. This short and sleazy man suddenly smiles:
"Which peak are you disciples from? What are you doing here?"
Zhou Man hurriedly stands and greets: "Greetings to Junior Martial Uncle Zheng, we are outer sect disciples of Danxia Peak, we are here to gather Spirit Grass."
Zheng Shengmo continues to smile: "Do you know me?"
"We, we don’t recognize you!"
Xu Chengfang realizes too late, two azure lights strike the two of them.
Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang’s eyes widen, mouths agape, as they slowly collapse to the ground, lifeless.
Ye Xiyue walks over, slightly frowning: "Junior Martial Uncle Zheng, they are disciples of my Zhenyang Sect."
Zheng Shengmo sneers: "Do you want them to spread the word about what they heard tonight?"
Ye Xiyue falls silent, Zheng Shengmo waves his hand, two azure lights envelop the two corpses; moments later, only two ashes remain, scattered by the night wind.
Zheng Shengmo coldly declares: "Niece, you promised to help me break through to Divinity Transformation, so you must fulfill it. I give you one year; if you can’t find Divinity Transformation Spirit Liquid, there’s no need for Xiyue Peak to exist."
Finished speaking, Zheng Shengmo’s figure flashes, he disappears without a trace.
Ye Xiyue stands where she is, silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckles:
"Ye Xiyue, my acting isn’t too bad, is it? Zheng Shengmo may be able to threaten you with Xiyue Peak, but for me, even if Zhenyang Sect perishes, what does it have to do with me?"
She continues to laugh as she softly strokes her abdomen:
"I placed Qin Gengyun’s spiritual energy within me; it so easily deceived Zheng Shengmo, that fat pig. One year... is enough for me to find a way to kill him."
As Jian Yue chuckles, her figure vanishes as well.
Once again, Zhenlian Cliff is shrouded in darkness and silence.
After a long while, a small figure slowly steps out.
"Ye Xiyue indeed has other intentions. For the Ice Purity Rejuvenation Pill, I must seek it myself for my husband."