Chapter 015
Chapter 15: Looks Like Water Control Technique
Countless water-blue silk threads twisted chaotically in midair, forced into motion like grotesque puppets. They stretched their limbs and glared furiously, each resembling hideous dolls born from failed attempts.
Crimson lips curved gently, and Shi Zi Chu’s expression turned gentle yet helpless, “I didn’t intend to kill anyone at first, but since things have reached this point, I can only allow you all to rest here forever.”
A loud *bang* echoed, and countless bits of flesh burst apart, scattering everywhere.
A slender, graceful figure walked deeper into the dense forest, while blood and flesh gradually seeped into the earth behind her.
Outside the secret realm, an elder of the Ye Clan stared at several disciple tokens that had suddenly shattered and dimmed, his expression darkening instantly.
Inside the secret realm, Shi Zi Chu had not yet taken three steps forward when a tall figure emerged from behind a tree.
Surrounded by dark, murderous intent, the man casually tossed an image recording stone, his eyes filled with malice as he spat out, “Shi! Zi! Chu! I’ve finally found you!”
Yu Wen Ying.
As the Peak Master of Flame Sun Peak, he had frequently abused his authority to please Chu Zhi Rou, secretly targeting her many times. In the end, he even joined other male leads in torturing her mercilessly.
Now, with perfect timing, place, and circumstances, she decided it was time to start with Yu Wen Ying himself.
Shi Zi Chu glanced at the image recording stone in Yu Wen Ying’s hand, her gentle voice drifting lazily, “Peak Master Yu Wen.”
These four simple words lightly poked at Yu Wen Ying’s greatest pain.
Seeing Yu Wen Ying’s face twist momentarily, Shi Zi Chu’s calm and gentle demeanor became subtly provocative and teasing.
“You little wretch!” Yu Wen Ying clenched the image recording stone tightly, roaring, “You caused Rou Rou to be punished at Penitence Cliff, caused me to be expelled from the sect—I’ll make your life worse than death!”
With a cruel shout, Yu Wen Ying charged forward, fingers curved into claws, aiming directly at Shi Zi Chu.
If this had happened outside the secret realm, Shi Zi Chu would surely have turned tail and fled, and likely wouldn’t have escaped at all.
But now, within this secret realm, Yu Wen Ying was limited by its rules to merely Foundation Establishment Great Completion, equal to her cultivation.
With equal strength, the winner was yet uncertain!
Shi Zi Chu circulated her spiritual power and met his strike with a palm of her own.
The impact of their spiritual powers threw them both backward.
Shi Zi Chu steadied herself, shaking out her slightly numbed hand.
As expected from a Fusion Stage cultivator, Yu Wen Ying could not be underestimated.
But he could still be killed.
Yu Wen Ying stumbled back, disbelief flashing in his eyes.
How could someone with water-element powers be so strong unless she had resorted to forbidden demonic arts?!
Yu Wen Ying’s gaze turned dark and ruthless. Suddenly, a wicked smile appeared on his face, “You’ve turned to forbidden techniques, haven’t you?! Hahaha! I’ll expose this to everyone—I’ll see if Xing Lan still protects you then!”
Shi Zi Chu sighed softly.
“Perhaps Peak Master Yu Wen should first consider whether you’ll leave the secret realm alive to spread this news.” Her gentle voice sounded like friendly advice.
She hadn’t come to the secret realm to die. Without absolute certainty, how could she have entered?
“Argh! Ah—!” Yu Wen Ying suddenly felt his body lose all control, his limbs twisting at unnatural angles.
“You! Demon—mmph mmph!” A piece of crimson tongue fell to the ground, cleanly severed by the aqua-blue silk threads. Yu Wen Ying could only whimper helplessly.
“Peak Master Yu Wen, one should never act without thinking clearly.” Shi Zi Chu leisurely circled Yu Wen Ying, her skirt gracefully sweeping upward as she walked.
She bent gracefully, picking up the image recording stone from the ground and effortlessly crushing it between her slender fingers.
Yu Wen Ying stared at her, eyes bloodshot, as if looking at a monster.
How could she, a mere late Foundation Establishment cultivator, control him so easily?!
[Demonic arts!]
[Shi Zi Chu practices demonic arts!]
Unfortunately, unable to speak or move, he could only glare helplessly with red-rimmed eyes.
“Peak Master Kui Lian will surely be delighted to see your corpse. I haven’t prepared a congratulatory gift yet, so this seems quite suitable. I’ll leave your body intact as a courtesy.”
As soon as her voice faded, the delicate aqua-blue threads swiftly sliced through Yu Wen Ying’s neck.
His head separated from his body so quickly he didn’t even realize what happened.
Shi Zi Chu swiftly stepped back, avoiding the spray of blood.
With a soft rolling sound, the head tumbled across the ground several times, eyes wide and unseeing, forever filled with disbelief.
Yu Wen Ying’s Nascent Soul tried desperately to flee but was instantly crushed by an overwhelmingly fierce spiritual force.
Shi Zi Chu clapped her hands lightly, eyes curved in satisfaction and delight.
Since it was a gift, Shi Zi Chu carefully placed Yu Wen Ying’s head into an expensive box, while the body was casually tossed into a storage pouch.
After putting both items away, Shi Zi Chu glanced lightly toward the back-right, “Clan Chief Ye, you’ve watched enough. You might as well come out.”
A handsome, elegant man emerged gracefully from behind a tree, gently playing with a jade-bone folding fan.
Ye He Qi showed no embarrassment at being caught. His expression remained calm and gentle, “Daoist Shi’s arcane technique looks like water control technique.”
Blood flowing within the human body contained abundant water, and controlling the water within her enemy’s body as her weapon seemed similar to puppet techniques but far stronger.
Life and death depended solely on her will.
No wonder she dared to enter the Floating Flower Secret Realm.
Shi Zi Chu raised an eyebrow slightly.
“Daoist Shi, perhaps you didn’t know, but I also possess a water spiritual root.” Ye He Qi moved closer as he spoke, “I searched for you the entire night. It’s good to see Daoist Shi is safe.”
Ye He Qi had a water spiritual root, while Chu Zhi Rou’s was gold. These siblings were certainly interesting.
“After Clan Chief Ye left, I sensed danger. After dealing with it, I lost my way and ended up here,” Shi Zi Chu calmly explained.
“I see,” Ye He Qi nodded in understanding.
There was only one location in this direction—the Cold Jade Cup.
For Shi Zi Chu to have reached here in one night, her intentions were obvious.
Troublesome.
This problematic Shi Zi Chu was better kept close, or else things were bound to spiral out of control.
Ye He Qi’s thoughts spun rapidly, yet his face betrayed nothing.
When Ye He Qi suggested traveling together, Shi Zi Chu smiled and readily agreed.
With hidden agendas, the pair once again silently agreed to journey together.
Three days later.
At the gate of a small fenced courtyard.
Ye He Qi stepped forward and pushed open the door.
“Waaah… waaah…”
An infant’s cries burst forth.
A crying baby lay on a table in the middle of the courtyard.
Ye He Qi and Shi Zi Chu stood at the gate, their identical gentle smiles fading simultaneously.
Upon entering the yard, Shi Zi Chu forcibly retrieved the storyline from the Female Villain System.
A ten-thousand-word plot boiled down simply: pacify the child to obtain the Cold Jade Cup.
Shi Zi Chu silently approached the table, lowering her gaze to the crying infant.
Pacify the child?
Ye He Qi moved slowly beside her, speaking warmly, “A baby appearing here out of nowhere is suspicious. Shall we kill it?”
“Yes,” Shi Zi Chu answered without hesitation.
The instructions only said to pacify the baby, not whether it had to be alive. Killing it would surely stop its cries—that counted as pacifying it, right?
The baby abruptly stopped crying.
“It understands human speech?” Ye He Qi glanced sideways at Shi Zi Chu, eyebrows slightly raised, “It’s probably a demon.”
“Kill it then,” Shi Zi Chu repeated softly.
Perfectly aligned in their intent, both simultaneously raised their hands and gathered spiritual power.
Just as they were about to strike, the baby suddenly moved to another spot, resuming its cries loudly.
Ye He Qi and Shi Zi Chu exchanged no words, maintaining perfect coordination as they continued their pursuit without hesitation.