Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Disaster Strikes
Master Zi Wei had become the sect master of Clear Breeze Sect not only because she had followed Shui Qing Yue the longest, but also because her own strength could not be underestimated.

She stepped forward with her left foot and reached out with her right hand into the air. A whisk with a black handle and long white hairs appeared in her grasp.

“Go,” she said.

She flicked her hand, and several strands of white light shot out from the whisk like a shower of arrows, flying straight toward Yu Zhao.

Yu Zhao gave Ji Han Zhou a hard push, shoving him away. With one hand she raised a Spirit Power shield. With the other, she quickly formed a series of hand seals and shouted: “Transposing Flowers and Trees!”

Puff, puff, puff.

The white lights smashed into a giant boulder instead, punching through it and leaving it full of holes. Yu Zhao’s figure had already appeared hundreds of feet away.

Master Zi Wei’s expression turned ugly.

She let out a cold laugh. “Let us see how many times you can dodge.”

Spirit Power surged. The white hairs on the black whisk suddenly grew longer, swelling into a mass that rushed toward the place where Yu Zhao stood.

Ji Han Zhou watched from the side, terrified.

He wanted to help, but he was too weak. He could not get close at all.

All he could do was clench his fists and silently cheer Yu Zhao on.

[No matter what, even if I die, I will never give in to this lustful she-devil.]

Yu Zhao did not know that even at a time like this, Ji Han Zhou was still worrying about keeping his purity. She stepped back and shouted: “Master Zi Wei, Ma Cheng Cai is still in your cave dwelling waiting for you! How can you bear to kill him too?”

Master Zi Wei’s gaze flickered with raging hatred.

Ma Cheng Cai’s strength was low, but he was obedient and never went against her wishes.

She was fairly satisfied with him. Otherwise, she would not have left him to guard Ji Han Zhou.

If Yu Zhao had not barged into her secret place, she would never have been so ruthless as to wipe everything out.

[Ma Cheng Cai, if you want to blame someone, blame this meddling Yu Zhao. She is the real reason you died.]

“Zi Wei, Zi Wei, save me… Zi Wei…”

All of a sudden, a familiar voice rang beside Master Zi Wei’s ear.

Her pupils shrank as she stared at the direction of the cave in disbelief.

Ma Cheng Cai was not dead?

How was that possible?

“Zi Wei, it hurts so much. Please, it hurts…” Ma Cheng Cai’s cries grew weaker and weaker, but he still called her “Zi Wei” again and again. His voice was full of real feeling. It was moving to hear.

Master Zi Wei’s foot twitched, wanting to move, but she forced herself to harden her heart again.

The most important thing right now was to get rid of Yu Zhao.

If Ma Cheng Cai was still alive after Yu Zhao died, she might choose to give him another chance.

But as long as Yu Zhao lived, she would never feel at ease.

After that, no matter how sad and heartbreaking the cries from the cave became, she refused to be moved.

Yu Zhao sighed silently to herself.

[Master Zi Wei really has a strong mind. She will not be easily fooled by illusions.]

[But my Illusory Realm does not have only one layer.]

[Let us see how many layers of Illusory Realm Master Zi Wei can endure.]

“Hahaha! Yu Zhao, I told you long ago. You should never have come!”

In Master Zi Wei’s eyes, Yu Zhao did not run far before the whisk caught up with her. The white hairs wrapped around her and formed a net, trapping her with no way to escape.

The winner and loser were already decided.

Master Zi Wei felt both proud and pleased.

Back then, no matter how hard she tried, she could never catch up to Shui Qing Yue. Shui Qing Yue’s supporters had laughed at her again and again. Now Shui Qing Yue’s blood kin was about to die in her hands. That would finally repay the humiliation she had suffered.

“Give me your life!” she shouted.

Master Zi Wei clapped her hands together. The cage made of whisk hairs suddenly tightened, leaving not a single gap.

But the scream and the cloud of blood she expected did not appear.

She froze for a moment, then felt something was wrong. She pulled the whisk back and saw that the white hairs were clean, without a speck of dirt.

There was no blood, not even dust.

Her face changed in shock.

The one inside the prison was not Yu Zhao.

So where had Yu Zhao gone?

…

Outside Nanming City.

A tall, black-clothed figure walked slowly through the sky.

He was not moving fast, but every step took him thousands of miles. His body would appear in the distance, while a fading afterimage still hung in the place he had just left.

From far away, it almost looked like there were two identical people taking turns to rush along the road.

From Nanming City to Clear Breeze Sect, Yu Zhao had needed two full days of hard travel. The black-clothed man reached the skies above Clear Breeze Sect in less than the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn.

“Hm? Someone actually built a new sect here?”

The black-clothed man raised his brows in surprise. Then his Divine Sense spread out, covering everything.

He wanted to find the woman who had dared leave a mark on the Little Merman’s body. Only by peeling off her skin and pulling out her tendons would the anger in his heart fade.

Clear Breeze Sect was peaceful for the moment. The elders and disciples were all busy with their own work.

Suddenly, a huge pressure fell from the sky. The ground tiles of Clear Breeze Sect shattered one after another under the weight.

Some of the weaker disciples did not even know what had happened before they fainted from the pressure. The rest all dropped to their knees, coughing up blood, their faces filled with fear.

The elders who had lived through the disaster twenty years ago went pale as death.

Those people had returned!

Clear Breeze Sect was finished.

The black-clothed man frowned slightly.

He could not find that hateful aura he was looking for on any of these women.

She was not here?

No, that was not right. He sensed a faint trace of it. The person who left it had probably just departed not long ago.

Thinking this, he spread his Divine Sense farther outward.

Moments later, he grinned in a twisted way.

“Found you.”

Before his words even faded, his body vanished from the sky above Clear Breeze Sect.

Clear Breeze Sect still did not know that the danger over their heads had passed. On the other side, Yu Zhao had already realized that a great disaster was coming for her.

The aura of the Nascent Soul Old Fiend was too fierce and overbearing. He did not bother to hide it at all. Even from far away, Yu Zhao’s heart began to race and her blood burned in her veins.

The hair on her arms stood on end, and cold sweat broke out across her back.

Escape.

She did not waste another second fighting with Master Zi Wei. Her body turned into a streak of rainbow light and shot away at full speed.

“Elder Sister! Wait for me!” Ji Han Zhou yelled.

He had no idea what was really happening. He simply followed his true feelings and chose to chase after Yu Zhao.

Yu Zhao felt helpless.

If she ran alone, the Nascent Soul Old Fiend would focus only on her. Ji Han Zhou might at least have a chance to slip away.

Now that he was running right behind her, even a fool could see they were together. The Nascent Soul Old Fiend would never let him go either.

At first, Yu Zhao did not want to bother with Ji Han Zhou. But in that split second between life and death, she finally remembered where she had heard his name.

He was the son of an old friend.

She suddenly stopped, took out the Purple Gold Pot from her Storage Space, stroked it reluctantly once, then threw it away without looking back.

She turned around, grabbed Ji Han Zhou by the collar, and lifted him like a puppy as she took off again at full speed.

The wild wind lashed her face. Yu Zhao narrowed her eyes, her gaze full of firm resolve.

She had already done everything she could. If Ji Han Zhou was unlucky and died while they were being chased, she would not be able to help it.

But even more unlucky than Ji Han Zhou was Master Zi Wei.

She was still trapped in the Illusory Realm Yu Zhao had set up and had no idea that Yu Zhao and Ji Han Zhou had already fled.

Only when the Nascent Soul Old Fiend drew closer and closer, and the terrifying pressure wrapped around her whole body, did she finally wake up.

She looked up. All the blood in her veins turned to ice.

It was him.