Chapter Eleven: Killing Fang Jingbai
Fang Jingbai swiftly severed the attacking demonic vines with a few strokes of his sword. Holding his longsword, he cautiously surveyed his surroundings, thinking: Where did my junior sister come from? Is she with anyone? She's so timid; if she's alone, she'll probably be terrified. I need to find her quickly.
Fang Jingbai was extremely anxious at the thought of his junior sister's frightened appearance.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind:
"Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother..."
Fang Jingbai looked behind him and saw a person running out of the mist. Who else could it be but his beloved junior sister?
"Mei'er".
The pitiful-looking girl ran a few steps, clutching her chest, looking pained. Fang Jingbai, thinking she was injured, panicked and immediately flew towards her.
"Mei'er, what's wrong?"
The moment he approached, the girl's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she slammed a palm into Fang Jingbai's chest. Green light burst from her fist, and the moment the blow struck, the powerful physical force instantly shattered several of Fang Jingbai's bones and injured his internal organs.
He coughed up blood and flew out, crashing to the ground ten feet away.
"Who...who are you?" Fang Jingbai, coughing up blood, glared angrily at the girl who was walking towards him.
The girl gave a mocking smile, and her appearance slowly changed, transforming into a stunningly beautiful girl dressed in black with a long ponytail.
The stunningly beautiful girl chuckled, "Oh, Second Senior Brother, long time no see."
"It's you!"
Fang Jingbai's face was filled with fear.
Han Wei! She's here too!
What?
Late Foundation Establishment? She's already at the late Foundation Establishment stage? How... how is that possible? Three years ago, she was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining. In just three years, she's already at the late Foundation Establishment stage. What terrifying cultivation speed is that?
Is she a monster?
The heavily injured Fang Jingbai stood up, gripping his sword, and faced Han Wei. His hands trembled with fear: "It was you, it was you who killed Third Junior Brother."
"Yes, I'm also going to kill you," Han Wei said with a light laugh, as if she were saying that the weather was nice.
Fang Jingbai knew that he, at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, could not defeat Han Wei, who was at the late-Foundation Establishment stage, so he turned around and tried to escape.
call out!
The moment Fang Jingbai turned around, Han Wei flashed in front of him and delivered a flying kick to his abdomen, sending him flying backward.
Bang!
Fang Jingbai smashed a tree, and blood spurted from his mouth again.
Before he could even stand up, he was lifted up by a hand and thrown away by Han Wei like some kind of trash, smashing into a rock and shattering it into pieces. His screams echoed through the dense forest as his bones shattered. He tried to get up, but a foot stepped on his head, burying his entire head into the ground.
Han Wei smiled as she looked at Fang Jingbai, who was now a mangled mess.
"You're so useless, is this all you can do?"
"Fourth, Fourth Junior Sister, please spare me!"
"I'll spare you. Weren't you happy when you helped them take my blood before?"
"Fourth Junior Sister, I... I was forced." Fang Jingbai, on the verge of death, was trampled under Han Wei's feet, coughing up blood as he spoke with difficulty. At this moment, he had lost all his gentle and refined demeanor; he had been beaten beyond recognition, looking like a dying wild dog.
"Fourth Junior Sister, spare my life! I... I'll make you my slave, my horse..."
Han Wei sneered: "I find it disgusting to be treated like a slave."
She glanced at the storage pouch at Fang Jingbai's waist, and with a wave of her hand, the pouch appeared in her grasp. She also collected the longsword that Fang Jingbai had dropped to the ground.
After kicking Fang Jingbai again, Han Wei carried the half-dead guy and disappeared from the scene.
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Deep within the Misty Forest lay a colossal pit, filled with skeletal remains and a lair for venomous insects. Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in mid-air. A young woman dressed in black, carrying a dying man, stood atop the pit, her sword seemingly flying.
Han Wei looked down at the huge pit and smiled.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Fang Jingbai's blood dripped onto the bones in the pit, instantly attracting a swarm of venomous insects. Giant centipedes and scorpions, their eyes wide, stared at Fang Jingbai, eager to devour his flesh. Fang Jingbai's eyes widened, his scalp tingling. Realizing what Han Wei was about to do, he cried out in terror:
"No, no, Fourth Junior Sister, please, please don't—no—"
Han Wei coldly let go of her hand.
Fang Jingbai fell into the giant pit, and countless poisonous insects surged over him like a black tide.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh—"
A piercing scream rang out as Fang Jingbai's entire body was covered in poisonous insects. Han Wei stood on the flying sword, watching him scream as he got up, only to fall back down again. In just a few breaths, he stopped moving, the poisonous insects forming a small mountain on his body.
Then, after a dozen or so breaths, the black, writhing hill dispersed, revealing jagged white bones.
Han Wei glanced at it, then turned and left.
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The dense forest was shrouded in mist.
On a large blue stone sat a young girl dressed in black. Floating in front of her were two magical artifacts: a longsword and a mirror with silver patterns.
Han Wei picked up the longsword in front of her, flicked it with her finger; it was her trophy.
As Xie Yun's disciple, Fang Jingbai couldn't possibly be without any decent magical treasures.
Of all the items Han Wei obtained from Fang Jingbai, the most valuable were the Autumn Water Sword and the Mysterious Mirror. From the perspective of cultivators in the small realm of Yunlan Realm, both were considered top-tier magic weapons. However, for Han Wei, they were merely so-so. But given her current low cultivation level, these two magic weapons were still usable.
After glancing at them, Han Wei tossed them all into her storage bag. Then, she regulated her breathing and activated the "Myriad Manifestations Technique." Green light flashed in her dark eyes, turning them emerald green.
The surrounding vegetation seemed even more vibrant in color, the tender green grass rippling like waves in the wind. Han Wei's normal range of spiritual sense was about twenty miles, but in areas with extensive vegetation coverage, by harmonizing with the plants, her perception range could reach over a hundred miles.
A hundred miles—this is already within the range of a Nascent Soul cultivator's divine sense.
She was looking for Su Rumei.
She found it.
In a valley eighty miles away from her, three cultivators dressed in Qingyun Sect robes were fighting a pack of Gale Wolves. The delicate and frail girl being protected by two male disciples was none other than Su Rumei.
Han Wei suddenly stood up, a flash of multicolored light emanating from her body, and the five-colored celestial robe was already on her. A gentle breeze blew, causing her robe to flutter and her ribbons to dance, the five-colored celestial robe outlining her graceful and enchanting figure. A dazzling glow surged from her body, and she vanished from the spot in an instant.
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