Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 435 421: The Fury of Jiu, Weeping Blood in the Rainy Night

SPLASH—

The wind howled, slamming raindrops against the window lattice. The paper pane rustled violently, as if the window would be forced open by the storm at any second.

HUM—!!

The resounding hum of a sword exploded forth, causing the seductive figure outside the door to tremble violently.

When pushed to the brink, a Sword Cultivator always drew their blade, not wasted their breath!

Outside the door.

Upon hearing that terrifying sword hum, Huang Wanshi's heart pounded. Her Protective Spiritual Light flickered erratically under the assault of the Sword Qi. The Magical Treasure necklace protecting her Divine Soul and the Magical Treasure jade bracelet on her wrist all shattered into dust.

She gasped for breath, her full chest heaving violently. Beads of sweat rolled down from her temples, smearing the rouge on her cheeks into pathetic, wet streaks.

Her meticulously applied makeup could not hide the sudden, deathly pallor of her face.

Her legs, clad in flesh-colored silk stockings, went weak as if their bones had been removed. The hem of her skirt, embroidered with twin lotuses, crumpled to the floor as she collapsed like a heap of mud against a corridor pillar.

'This… This is a Void Refining Cultivator!'

Just by releasing a sliver of his aura, he had shattered the numerous Magical Treasures she wore to protect her mind and soul!

Pei Yuhang was warning her—if he wanted to kill her, it would take but a single thought!

Huang Wanshi's nails dug deep into her palms. The pain brought her hazy eyes back into focus.

Her tongue slowly licked the corner of her lips, catching a drop of cold sweat. The salty, bitter taste only served to ignite an even fiercer desire within her.

'This is the kind of man I want!'

'What's the point of being with a mediocre, do-gooder cuckold like Pang Xiaoming?!'

'Can he give me this kind of thrilling stimulation?'

'Only a wild, untamable Sword Cultivator like this, a Flower on the Cliff, is worthy of me tearing off my dignified facade and leaving a searing red lipstick stain on that snow-white Daoist robe!'

Hehehe…

Huang Wanshi suddenly let out a low chuckle, a morbid flush rising in her eyes.

She tilted her head and stared at the door, as if she could see through the heavy sandalwood to the Sword Immortal inside—a man so handsome even his anger was heart-stopping.

Beneath a sleeve torn by Sword Qi, a red line on her snow-white wrist slowly beaded with blood. Yet, as if feeling no pain, Huang Wanshi took her blood-stained fingertip and smeared it heavily across her vermilion lips.

It made the red of her lips look jarringly bright.

Since all pretenses were dropped, there was no need to keep up the act.

Huang Wanshi knocked twice on the wooden door before her and said with an infatuated laugh:

"Pei Yuhang, do you want to hear how Lu Ruoxi was kicked out of her Elder's seat?"

"You went looking for Lu Ruoxi a few days ago, didn't you? I'm sure she didn't tell you, but I can.

Open the door, and Sister Huang will tell you everything in detail~"

The room was silent for a moment.

Then, the door swung open without a sound.

The corners of Huang Wanshi's lips curled up as she strode into the Sword Immortal's bedchambers.

She had come in tonight, and she had no intention of leaving.

"BOOM—!"

A ghastly white bolt of lightning split the sky, and the flash illuminated the room through the window lattice.

In the flickering light, Huang Wanshi finally saw the scene inside—

On the bed sat Pei Yuhang, dressed in a snow-white robe. His collar was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of his jade-like clavicle. His expression was indifferent, his eyes like a Cold Pool, and his thin lips held the luster of cold jade.

'So handsome…'

Huang Wanshi's breath caught, her heart suddenly raced, and the infatuation in her eyes deepened.

She subconsciously started to step toward him, but just as she lifted her foot—

"CLANG!"

A longsword, glinting with a frigid light, suddenly stopped before her, its tip no more than an inch from her throat.

The chilling Sword Qi it radiated silently severed a lock of hair at her temple, which drifted to the floor.

Pei Yuhang didn't even lift his eyes. His voice was as cold as frost:

"Say what you have to say from there."

Huang Wanshi looked at the cold glint of the blade and, in the end, did not take another step.

'But even so,' she thought, 'I still have the upper hand!'

"Lu Ruoxi… I'm the one who brought her down!"

She said this with a proud expression, her beautiful eyes fixed on Pei Yuhang's face, hoping to see anger, or perhaps astonishment, or any other emotion.

But unfortunately, she saw nothing.

Those black eyes, like a Cold Pool, showed not a single ripple.

Because Pei Yuhang knew it was impossible for his senior sister to have been defeated by this old woman before him.

She had simply given up on herself after Qianqian discovered her evil deeds.

However, since Huang Wanshi was so confident, he still wanted to hear what gave this woman the nerve to threaten his senior sister.

"So? Continue."

Hearing Pei Yuhang's words, a flash of irritation crossed Huang Wanshi's beautiful eyes.

"Pei Yuhang, you certainly are composed, still pretending to be calm at a time like this."

"Hahaha, so reserved. Anyone who didn't know better would really think you're some pure and aloof White-clothed Sword Immortal."

"In reality, you're just a scoundrel who cheats on his Dao Companion and messes around with his own senior sister!"

Pei Yuhang's fists clenched slightly.

'As expected… this woman mentioned Lu Ruoxi after coming in because she has that kind of proof, doesn't she.'

He had long been mentally prepared for this.

After all, the person who spread those lewd rumors about him and his senior sister at Dan Yun Pavilion could only have been Huang Wanshi. He just hadn't expected the bitch to actually dare use this to threaten him.

"What are you trying to say."

A cold light flickered in Pei Yuhang's eyes.

"What am I trying to say? Pei Sword Immortal, why feign ignorance? This Elder came here, of course, to have a taste of the Dao Sect's number one beauty.

The previous Elder Lu got a taste, so I, the current Elder Huang, must have one as well."

Huang Wanshi said with a grin, then pointed to her own neck.

"You want to kill me?"

"It's useless. My Divine Soul is bound to a Life Lamp in the sect. If you kill me, it's impossible to hide it. Killing a colleague is tantamount to treason against the sect!

Your Dao Companion and your disciple will be disgraced, and you will never have the chance to return to the Dao Sect to see them again in your life!

As for trying to coerce me with poison or curses, that's even more impossible. I am an Elder of Dan Yun Pavilion. What antidote can't I concoct?"

Looking at the seemingly helpless Pei Yuhang, Huang Wanshi felt a wave of immense satisfaction.

'So you can fight? So your Cultivation is high?'

'What fucking good is that? To make it in this world, you need power and brains!'

Certain of her victory, she held up two fingers and said:

"If you can't touch me, then you only have two paths before you."

"One, your reputation will be swept into the dirt. I'll make sure the entire sect knows about the 'good deeds' you and Lu Ruoxi have been up to! I'll make your Dao Companion and your disciple leave you.

"Two, you submit to me. Whatever Lu Ruoxi could give you before, I can give you now—and even more, even better!

Selling your body… it's not so shameful when it's for the sake of attaining the Dao and long life. Besides, I've also practiced the Dual Cultivation Technique.

My skills are excellent, and I have all sorts of Divine Elixirs to assist us. Who knows, if you get with me, you might enjoy a taste of heaven and see your Cultivation soar at the same time—PFFTCH!!"

The muffled sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was exceptionally clear in the rainy night.

Huang Wanshi's pupils contracted, and the seductive look on her face instantly froze.

She looked down in disbelief at the crimson tip of a blade protruding from her chest, her own blood gushing from the fuller along the blade.

"Pei… Yuhang?"

She raised her head, trembling, only to see that Pei Yuhang's Silent Sword was still suspended in mid-air, its edge completely motionless.

It wasn't Pei Yuhang who had struck.

Then… who was it?

"Surprised?"

A cold female voice came from behind her, laced with rage suppressed to its absolute limit.

Huang Wanshi struggled to turn her neck, only to see a Red Lotus Mask—

"Pei Yuhang, how long were you going to listen to this old hag's drivel?"

Jiu said through gritted teeth, pushing the short blade in her hand another half-inch forward.

Huang Wanshi trembled violently, and a fine sheen of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

'Why…'

'How is there another woman in Pei Yuhang's room?!'

'Damn it, it's all because Pei Yuhang just shattered all the Magical Treasures on my body! That's why I didn't notice her!'

'I have to run… I have to run!'

'This woman is really going to kill me!'

Jiu's single stab had pierced through Huang Wanshi's lust-fueled audacity. The fear of death washed over her like a tidal wave, scattering all her previous amorous thoughts.

She tried to pull away from the cold blade, only to find her limbs suddenly stiffening—

Intricate black Curse Seals were spreading from the wound across her entire body like pythons, or like countless black spiderwebs crawling over her skin.

The Runes flickered with a ghostly light, and with each pulse, they drained away a bit of her life force.

It was a fatal Curse Seal.

As an assassin, Jiu would never have struck if she couldn't guarantee a fatal blow.

Huang Wanshi decisively abandoned her dying body, her Divine Soul shooting out from her flesh and rushing toward the window.

Pei Yuhang watched in silence. Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, casting dappled shadows on his handsome profile, but his deep eyes held not a trace of warmth.

He stretched out his five fingers and clenched his fist in the air.

Huang Wanshi's golden Divine Soul instantly froze in mid-air, like a fly trapped in amber.

SPLASH—

The rain seemed to fall even harder, making the doors and windows creak.

But Huang Wanshi's voice drowned out the wind and rain outside.

Her twisted face was filled with terror as she shrieked hysterically:

"No, Pei Yuhang! You can't kill me!"

"This is treason against the sect, do you understand? This is treason!!"

A look of disgust flashed in Pei Yuhang's eyes.

'Even at the very end, this woman still doesn't realize she's the one in the wrong?'

'Truly beyond saving.'

"Noisy."

Pei Yuhang flicked his finger.

With a crisp ring of a sword, Huang Wanshi's Divine Soul shattered like glass, dissolving into motes of golden light that vanished into the rainy night.

A moment later.

The Transmission Token at Pei Yuhang's waist began to hum. He raised his hand to answer it, and Elder Xiao's voice came through.

"Pei Yuhang, Huang Wanshi's Life Lamp has gone out. Was it an enemy attack?"

"No. I did it."

"Alright. Be careful on your journey."

Elder Xiao acknowledged, then cut the connection to the Transmission Token.

He showed no intention of questioning why Pei Yuhang had killed Huang Wanshi.