Chapter 1278 The Show Is About to Begin
What they said was so clear and easy to hear that Wuyou almost strangled them together!
Song Chunxue told Wuyou to calm down, "Don't bother with a bunch of dying people. They won't have a good end, don't worry."
【@￥T^%^*&*VF%TFT(*(&*^B I'm so angry! These dogs @#%……*……&%#@……】
Song Chunxue said gently, "Don't be angry, it's not worth it. Let me deal with them slowly."
Soon, they walked up to her with lewd smiles.
"Hey, little girl, fellow practitioner. There aren't many women who cultivate these days, especially in this remote, impoverished area. Most of them drown in latrines at birth; those who manage to raise them are..."
As the leading man spoke, his lips stuck together, and he floated up. The next moment, an invisibility talisman was placed on his body, while the other two were covered with chess pieces, their vital points in pain so intense that they dared not make a sound.
"Shh, don't shout, don't make a sound. Think twice before you speak, or you'll be accused of a crime punishable by death by a thousand cuts. Don't disturb the farmers around here; they've never seen anything so bloody before. Don't scare them."
The three men broke out in a cold sweat and begged for mercy in hushed tones, "Heroine, please spare our lives! This lady, please have mercy on us! What you just said..."
"Shut up, let's talk somewhere else." With that, Song Chunxue manipulated the chess pieces. "There aren't many people behind this mountain, it's full of graves. Let's go there and let those people see the excitement."
They were horrified to discover that the object stuck to their lower back, near the Mingmen point, was hooking them up like an iron hook, causing pain in their spines.
This woman's strength is terrifying!
They underestimated their opponent!
My uncle is using them as bait.
If they weren't wearing invisibility talismans, others would see them as dried meat and vegetables, being used as puppets by the woman whose face was not clearly visible.
In the blink of an eye, they were dumped on a barren hillside, surrounded by mountains, with not even a flock of sheep.
If you look closely, you can see old graves in those terraced fields.
"Who sent you? Why did you hurt that child?"
Song Chunxue didn't look at them. She held a short knife in her hand, its sharp blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. She gently scraped the blade with her fingertips, seemingly pondering who she would use against later.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you. It's my martial uncle who wants to possess my body. He's old and his body is no longer useful. He urgently needs a suitable cultivator. That shepherd boy has been cultivating for many years and is just right in every way. My martial uncle wants his body. It has nothing to do with us. Please, heroine, spare my life."
"Yes, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. Please spare my life, heroine, and go find our martial uncle!"
Song Chunxue smiled faintly, turned to look at them, her eyes seeming to look at dead people.
"No rush. Cut that child to pieces and let him suffer first."
The man kneeling on the ground shook his head in terror, watching as a strand of black hair at the woman's temple was lifted by the wind, half-covering her sharp, clear eyes. He felt even more terrified than being stared at by a ghost messenger.
He kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Heroine, spare my life! Heroine, spare my life! We were just accomplices... Ah!!!"
Wuyou floated in the air and hissed, "I didn't realize you were so decisive now."
The man's wrist bones were broken, and he immediately fainted from the pain.
Song Chunxue said coldly, "They cut every finger of Alai's and even tried to sever his wrist tendons. How could I be lenient?"
“I won’t take advantage of you; I’m just seeking justice for A-Lai. Go and bring their senior uncle here.”
Wuyou laughed, "Leave it to me, just wait!"
Meanwhile, the Moon-Accompanying Immortal and Zhang Chengxuan visited an old Taoist priest at a Taoist temple.
As they inquired about the strange occurrences that had been happening recently, sipping tea and chatting, they suddenly noticed black cracks appearing on the old Taoist priest's face, flashing intermittently, accompanied by a woman's low rebuke.
"Disgusting thing, hurry up and save your people! If you don't want to suffer the consequences, come now!"
The master and apprentice were startled; wasn't that Song Chunxue's voice?
The old Taoist priest clutched his chest in pain. "I recently encountered a very powerful evil cultivator who actually captured my disciple. Please excuse my predicament."
"Do you need any help?" Zhang Chengxuan asked gently. "We have a lot of experience dealing with evil cultivators. Perhaps this woman is the culprit we are looking for."
The old Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, then said, "This person is very troublesome and may cause you to get hurt. Recently, some rogue cultivators have come to me for help, and two of them have even had their bodies taken over. I'm worried about what to do with them."
Zhang Chengxuan put down his teacup. "Senior, do you not trust us? Since we've encountered trouble, it's best to solve it together. There's strength in numbers."
“Very well,” the old Taoist priest said, covering his wrist with his sleeve. “I’ll take a few magical artifacts first, and we can go together.”
“Alright, we’ll wait here,” said the Moon-Accompanying Immortal with a smile. “This woman is far too arrogant; we must subdue her!”
The old Taoist priest then went to the backyard.
After the man had gone, Zhang Chengxuan whispered, "Master, this man..."
"He actually managed to fool my eyes. It seems there's a master behind him. We'll have to play it by ear later and not show ourselves easily, lest your junior brother ruin our plans."
Zhang Chengxuan smiled and said, "Okay, this is going to be fun."
As evening fell and the sun set, the mountain wind howled. Song Chunxue, wearing a cloak, sat on an earthen embankment in a mountain hollow, playing with warm, smooth chess pieces in her hands.
"Not here yet?"
“It looks like they’re coming,” Wuyou hissed. “Wait, what’s wrong with them…”
"What's wrong?"
"It's alright. Three older men have arrived, perhaps their leaders. Don't hold back later," Wuyou laughed. "Let them see just how amazing your exquisite chess skills are!"
Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow. "Stop flattering me. I have a bad feeling about this. No, I need to find my senior brother and master."
"No!" Wuyou quickly stopped her. "With me here, what are you afraid of? It's not too late to alert them in half an hour."
If we contact them now, how will Wuyou be able to watch the show?
Haha, he wants to save this moment on a scroll!
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