Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Doing Too Many Bad Deeds Leads to Self Destruction

Bai Mu Mu was already planning in her heart: [how to torture Song Wei Yan until he would rather be dead than alive].

Everyone in Ninghua Sect was fired up to fight for first place, and judging from Song Wei Yan’s desperate performance before, this match was not going to be any different.

She asked calmly: “System, did you prepare what I asked for?”

The reply came at once: “Already prepared. Host may use it at any time.”

Bai Mu Mu curled a smile and gave Song Wei Yan a meaningful look.

Because of her stare, Song Wei Yan frowned, clearly uncomfortable.

He held Shen Sang Ruo’s warning in his heart: if you cannot win, do not act brave. Protect yourself first.

After all, his cultivation was still a bit lower than Bai Mu Mu’s, and Bai Mu Mu also had the Cold Echo Pearl and the Myriad Aspects Frostheart Art to boost her.

Most importantly, Shen Sang Ruo feared the Malevolent Spirit on Bai Mu Mu might harm him.

Compared to those five points, Song Wei Yan’s safety mattered more.

Seeing Bai Mu Mu’s eyes, he knew for sure: she was not thinking anything good.

His Junior Sister still had a match after this. She would cover for him and win back the missing five points.

At that time, Ninghua Sect and Flying Cloud Sect would be tied again, and everything would depend on the final team match.

Their team only had five people to begin with. If he got hurt again, it would be even worse.

After weighing everything, he decided that protecting himself was the best choice.

At worst, he would work extra hard in the team match and make up those five points.

True Lord Gu Ci gave a deep announcement: “Second group finals, begin.”

A cruel trace showed at the corner of Bai Mu Mu’s lips. She seemed to say with her eyes: want to win? Then trade your life for it.

With a turn of her palm, the Cold Echo Pearl floated into view. Compared to before, the half transparent bead held a faint hint of cloudiness.

But the change was so slight it was hard to notice.

The Cold Echo Pearl kept releasing icy power that formed several chains of frost, each one ending in a sharp spike.

She flicked her fingers and the chains twisted and flew at Song Wei Yan.

She tipped her chin and watched him with cold eyes, like a ruler holding the power over life and death.

In a real fight, there was no way Song Wei Yan could dodge every single attack she threw.

As long as her frost touched him even once…

Sensing the strangeness in those ice chains, Song Wei Yan quickly formed Hand Seals and cast Spellcraft to shatter them.

The shattered frost fell like snow from the sky, drifting down to cover him, and would soon land all over his body.

Seeing this, excitement flashed on Bai Mu Mu’s face, hard to hide.

She could not wait to see Song Wei Yan’s face twist in pain.

If her dear Senior Brother suffered, and with how close they were, what would Shen Sang Ruo do then?

But the next moment, lines of golden light pierced out through the white frost and scattered it at once.

Song Wei Yan’s face turned a bit grim. He had seen Bai Mu Mu’s dark, twisted look just now very clearly.

That was not a look a proper opponent should have. There was something off.

He felt like a poisonous snake was watching him, and a very toxic one at that.

Good thing he stayed on guard.

Bai Mu Mu showed a flash of regret, but she quickly calmed herself.

People from Ninghua Sect were sly. She never expected to land a hit right away.

The game had just begun. No rush.

She rolled the Cold Echo Pearl between her hands and sent out another attack.

A sky full of ice arrows rained down on Song Wei Yan, and he again used Spellcraft to flash away and dodge.

Because he avoided on purpose, the frost did not touch him at all.

She called out with a mocking smile: “Song Wei Yan, right? Your Ninghua Sect is so eager for first place. Only guarding and not attacking, is this all you have?”

Her voice sharpened as she pressed him: “This is the final, yet you shrink back. You are making Ninghua Sect lose face.”

He answered while slipping between the strikes: “What a childish trick to provoke me. We in Ninghua Sect are not even anxious. Why are you? What, your body is with Flying Cloud Sect but your heart is with us?” He added with a light laugh, “Sorry, Ninghua Sect does not welcome you.”

Bai Mu Mu gave a cold snort and squeezed her palm. As the ground trembled, she sneered: “What is Ninghua Sect? Not even fit to carry my shoes.”

Song Wei Yan stomped hard and leapt up just in time, as ice spikes thrust up from where he had stood. He acted like he did not even hear her and kept talking to himself: “We already have a Junior Sister, and you saw how bright she shines. How could you compare to her? We are not that blind.”

Bai Mu Mu’s face turned stormy. She hated nothing more than being told she was worse than Shen Sang Ruo. In her mind, she should be the only shining light in this world.

She hissed through her teeth, eyes glinting with cold light: “And you think you are worthy to judge me?”

The frost power on the Cold Echo Pearl surged, clearly angered by his words.

Song Wei Yan wove through the icy attacks. He was not scared by her rage at all. He just kept running his mouth, and he even added his strong singing voice to it so every word stabbed like a knife: “Tell me, when your Master, your father, and your Senior Brothers see our Sang Ruo, will they regret it?”

He kept at it, every sentence poking where it hurt: “I think they already regret it. You did not see it? Your four Senior Brothers could not move their eyes off our Sang Ruo.”

He twisted the knife with a grin: “And they did not seem eager to talk to you. Why is that? Are your little tricks not working anymore?”

He tossed out more names on purpose: “And that Shen Dao Chen and Master Ling Xiao, they really want our Sang Ruo to come back.”

He sighed in a sing song way: “All that scheming, but in the end you get nothing. If I were you, I would be depressed to death.”

Then he chirped with fake elder brother warmth: “Little sister, listen to your brother: doing too many bad things will destroy you.”

His words hit Bai Mu Mu’s weak spots one by one. The tone was mocking and the attack was full, and his terrible singing made it even worse.

Like a devil’s song in her ears, her mind snapped.

The anger from her failures these past years rose up with every line he sang and spoke. It stacked higher and higher until it peaked: “Shut up!”

She spat out a threat, eyes burning: “I will cut out your tongue today and make your name fit your fate.”

He shouted back like he had nothing to fear: “Come on! You think I am scared of you?”

She roared in fury: “Seeking death.”

With a flip of her pale hand, she raised it to her chest. The Cold Echo Pearl spun fast.

Icy power poured out without end. The temperature on the stage dropped in a heartbeat, as if a blizzard was about to hit.

Anyone could see she was charging a terrifying blow. She had planned to leave him alive, but he was asking for death.

Song Wei Yan kept his Spellcraft up to block the drifting snow. He pressed his lips together and stared at Bai Mu Mu without blinking as she gathered power.

A few short breaths stretched like forever.

The watching cultivators seemed to stop breathing too, not daring to make a sound.