Chapter 221 A Century of Murdering Thousands
Xiahou Li's hoarse voice emitted a strange "heh heh" laugh: "Don't worry, you won't die. You will become my ninth source of nourishment and gain immortality..."
Liu Lianqiao was even more frightened.
"You really know how to set traps for people." A clear female voice suddenly rang out.
Xiahou Li's aged body stiffened slightly, and she slowly turned to look in the direction of the door.
On the bustling street, a woman had appeared out of nowhere.
The woman had a beautiful face and an ethereal air, and she was not wearing any fancy brocade robes.
She simply stood there casually, her expression serene, her clear eyes like a pool of spring water.
She gazed at Xiahou Li as if she were simply looking at her.
Xiahou Li felt a chill run down her spine.
No!
She's a peak Qi Refining Realm expert, how could she possibly be intimidated by a little girl?
Her cloudy eyes were fixed on the woman, who, apart from her ethereal temperament, had nothing to offer.
She couldn't see the other person's cultivation level.
There are generally two reasons for this situation: either the other party is just an ordinary person, or a charlatan pretending to be a deity.
Either the other party is stronger than her.
But, is he stronger than her? Just because she's a girl from a humble background?
Orthodox cultivators who come from unorthodox backgrounds find cultivation more difficult than those who practice unorthodox methods.
After all, they are not picky about cultivation methods or sources of power. As long as something can provide them with power, they will try their best to use it for themselves. They don't have to worry about damaging their foundation or their Dao heart.
However, orthodox cultivators generally need to uphold their own "path" and protect what is considered orthodoxy.
In this way, they can't use unorthodox methods, and they won't practice common, low-quality martial arts techniques.
Such unorthodox methods do not produce any powerful techniques.
Without powerful martial arts techniques, how can you talk about being strong?
"You little brat, is it you who had my dead husband killed?"
His hoarse voice was like a century-old, dilapidated windmill, rough and unpleasant to hear.
Yu Zhiyi ignored the old woman and said to Xiaoxue, "She is an evil cultivator and rarely keeps her promises in her life. Those who can make her keep her promises are people who are stronger than her and more ruthless and cold-hearted."
"And you, clearly, are not in that category."
Xiaoxue was coerced and lured by the female evil cultivator. She wanted her to willingly kill the pregnant female doctor who had been kind to her, and also wanted her to personally cut out the child from the doctor's belly. She promised that if she did as she was told, she would not only be given one hundred taels of silver, but her mother's illness would also be cured.
If she didn't comply, he would kill the mother and daughter.
Xiaoxue agreed in order to survive and for a better future.
One can only imagine how devastated the female doctor must have been, being killed by the patient's family member she had controlled for several years, and then watching helplessly as her child was thrown out and completely lost its life before her eyes.
This female doctor possessed great merit; such people, when they turn evil, are often more terrifying than ordinary people.
Ordinary people who turn evil may at most become vengeful ghosts, but in cases like the female doctor's, they are very likely to become a ghost that slays green.
Moreover, even if she herself cannot become a Qing-ghost, Xiahou Li will have a way to refine her into a Qing-ghost.
Xiahou Li's cloudy eyes turned cold: "You actually managed to see through my intentions, you really are something."
Yu Zhiyi stepped into the clinic.
During this time, Xiaoxue kept trying to kill the female doctor, but her body seemed to be bound by something, and she couldn't even move her fingers.
"A mere trick!" Xiahou Li said coldly, then suddenly stomped her foot on the ground.
A black aura emanated from beneath her feet, heading straight towards Yu Zhiyi.
Yu Zhiyi acted as if she hadn't seen the black mist, her gaze sweeping back and forth across her face.
The old woman appeared to be around eighty years old, her withered face covered in wrinkles, her secrets obscured by a faint layer of power.
However, this power was far inferior to the power that concealed You Bingyue's face. This was something the old woman had created herself, and Yu Zhiyi easily broke through the concealment on her face.
However, her expression turned cold after just one glance.
"Xiahou Li was born in a remote mountain village in the Sheng Kingdom. When she was seven years old, she accidentally saw a cultivator and longed to be with him. She begged him to take her back to the mountain sect."
"But because you lack spiritual roots and wisdom roots, you were rejected by the other party. You did not give up your plan to cultivate immortality because of this, but you also harbored resentment and vowed that one day when you become strong, you will definitely make the other party regret it."
"Years later, you accidentally discovered a cave containing the remains of an evil cultivator, and found the cultivation technique left behind by that evil cultivator, thus embarking on the path of cultivation."
"But you have not walked the right path, but a path that grows by harming people, absorbing human blood, resentment, and violence."
"That year, you were only twelve years old, but you sacrificed your own sister for cultivation."
“One hundred and one years have passed since you started cultivating. You have killed thousands of people, most of whom were newborn babies and pregnant women.”
"Xiahou Li, you are truly utterly wicked..."
Xiahou Li looked at Yu Zhiyi with surprise and suspicion: "Which old scoundrel are you? Are your elders here too?"
She didn't think that Yu Zhiyi had figured all this out herself. Instead, she overturned her own wild idea and thought that Yu Zhiyi was a disciple of some major sect and had come to the Great Sheng Empire to capture her.
Over the years, she has killed countless people and has long been on the sect's wanted list.
However, she has always been cautious and never goes to countries frequented by disciples of major sects or even countries protected by major sects.
In addition, she rarely engages in worldly affairs, which is why things have been peaceful for so many years.
Unexpectedly, in his attempt to avenge the dead, he fell into the sect's trap.
She thought back to the Foundation Establishment tribulation lightning of that day and cursed herself for being too careless. She should have run away immediately when she realized there was a Foundation Establishment expert in the city.
Fortunately, it's not too late to run away now.
Without a second thought, she turned and ran.
Yu Zhiyi: "?"
Wasn't this person just now so arrogantly mocking her for having trivial skills? How come she's already preparing to run away so quickly?
Seeing that Yu Zhiyi hadn't caught up, Xiahou Li felt smug.
So what if they are disciples of a sect?
He looks so young and hasn't experienced the harsh realities of life.
Once she survives for a few more years and breaks through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, she will surely come to avenge today's humiliation!
Just like that disciple of the immortal sect back then.
As she was about to escape the street, Xiahou Li's smugness almost materialized.
Bang!
After crashing into an invisible barrier and falling to the ground, Xiahou Li was speechless.
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