Chapter 6 The Demonic Cult Ancestor 6



Lin Zhi was terrified, but breathed a sigh of relief after realizing she was alright.

"Young Master Yu, are you alright?"

Yu Jing looked at Lin Zhi, gripped her arm tightly, and asked with a ferocious expression, "How come you're alright?"

"I, I don't know—" Lin Zhi paused, and soon realized that she was not under the influence of the Gu, probably because of the spiritual spring in her space.

Thinking of this, she took out a small bottle from her body, which contained this spiritual spring: "Young Master Yu, drink this, and you will be fine!"

Yu Jing didn't hesitate for long before drinking the water.

If he can recognize Hua Rong, then the other party must also be able to recognize him.

Once recognized, he will face certain death.

After drinking the water, Yu Jing indeed felt that he could move again, and his body quickly returned to normal.

"That's great, that's great!" Lin Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a surge of pride.

As expected, she's the main character; her love triangle with Young Master Yu is about to unfold.

After Yu Jing stood up, he took out the bow and arrow that was placed aside and shot the fatal arrow when Hua Rong was not paying attention.

Hua Rong didn't look over; she simply threw her sword with her backhand, and the arrow was split in two by the sword she threw.

But the sword's momentum remained undiminished.

Yu Jing's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Lin Zhi, who was standing to the side, and pulled her in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Linzhi was pierced through the heart by a sword.

"You—" Lin Zhi, still immersed in her beautiful fantasy, stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her eyes wide open in death.

She couldn't believe that the person she had personally saved would use her as a shield.

Yu Jing didn't even look at her. After seeing that she was no longer alive, he casually tossed her aside and looked at Hua Rong, who had thrown the sword.

"King Shen is as ruthless as ever."

Hua Rong was somewhat surprised that the infatuated male supporting character had the female lead take the sword for him.

This world has been ruined.

She is certain.

As for the fact that he killed the male and female leads, Hua Rong had no feeling at all.

Upon hearing Hua Rong's words, those righteous people who were still suffering seemed to have gained motivation and united against the common enemy.

"Someone from the imperial court actually managed to infiltrate?"

"Still a prince?!"

What is his purpose?

Yu Jing's expression was grim. He had long understood the consequences if his identity were exposed.

He glared at Hua Rong through gritted teeth, regretting that he shouldn't have spared her life because of her face.

"Witch! This is not a place for you to run wild. If you harm these martial arts heroes, the imperial court will not let you off!" Yu Jing's mind worked quickly.

Hua Rong didn't care that he wanted to drag the righteous martial arts world together to deal with her.

She glanced at the ever-changing expressions on the faces of those self-proclaimed righteous heroes and sneered, "Oh? It seems Prince Shen dislikes my teachings. But, Prince Shen, can you represent the imperial court?"

"Of course!" Yu Jing had a bad feeling.

Upon hearing this, Hua Rong smiled at her and said leisurely, "Is that so? It seems that Prince Shen does not know yet. The current Sixth Prince, Prince Ling, is your biological younger brother, Prince Shen. He has always had some connections with our sect. Perhaps at this time, you should call him... Your Majesty."

Yu Jing's face turned ashen. "You're lying—" she said abruptly.

As he spoke, countless soldiers suddenly appeared and surrounded the area.

The leader, dressed in a golden dragon robe, had a face almost identical to his own, which sent chills down Yu Jing's spine.

Yu Yi didn't look at him, but instead looked at Hua Rong with a gentle gaze: "Master Dongfang, I have not failed in my mission."

Some righteous people who had initially wanted to struggle looked at each other in bewilderment and laid down their weapons.

Hua Rong spun around and sat in the seat of the martial arts alliance leader, looking down at the submissive crowd with a cold and aloof expression.

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[Bonus Chapter: The Fragrance of Plum Blossoms Braving the Snow]

Green had nothing worth remembering in the first fifteen years of his life.

After eight years of poverty, she was sold into a brothel by her biological father. She started working as a prostitute at the age of fifteen, became pregnant at sixteen, and was forcibly aborted. Her bleeding continued, and on a snowy winter day, she was wrapped in a tattered mat by a pimp and carried to a mass grave.

In fact, she wasn't afraid at all when death was near.

Dying is always easier than living.

She never thought of seeking death while she was alive, and she didn't yearn to live much when she died.

"Still alive?"

Before darkness enveloped her vision, she heard the most beautiful sound in the world.

It sounds even better than the nursery rhymes my mother sang when I was a child.

Even if the voice is cold.

But nothing chills me more than the winter snow falling on me.

She struggled to open her eyes and saw a face so beautiful it took her breath away.

She stood alone before her without an umbrella, the winter snow unable to touch her at all.

Isolated from the world.

At that time, Green Raid only wanted to get that one word.

She just stared at her blankly, while she frowned.

He crouched down behind her, showing no disgust at her dirtiness, and took her hand. A warm current flowed through her palm and into her cold body.

"Dumb?"

"No, I'm not mute, my name is Green Strike." She spoke urgently, as if afraid of missing something.

After she finished speaking, she became a little shy.

Because she hadn't had any food or water for two days, her voice sounded very unpleasant.

She looked at her face timidly, but couldn't get any answers from her expression.

"Mmm." She nodded, wrapped her pure white leather coat around her, and then easily carried her on her back.

"Come with me."

Green Strike was carried on her back, and for a moment, she felt an urge to cry.

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