Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 505 - 305: Your Grandson is Only Half Left

Chapter 505: Chapter 305: Your Grandson is Only Half Left

"Uh... ugh, kill, kill her..."

The woman seemed to want to say something.

But Xuan Yinzi’s slender and powerful fingers dug straight in with a forceful grip!

Judging by the depth, it seems they’ve dug into the throat, directly destroying the vocal cords. Originally, her throat was spared to enjoy her desperate scream, but clearly, there’s no time to care for that now.

His face manic, grim, yet Xuan Yinzi’s mind was exceptionally clear at this moment.

If he lets this woman speak, it might provoke Jiang Feng to act immediately. He knows the other must be extremely conflicted right now.

The Purple Cloud Palace Disciples are well-regarded throughout the Central Plains. Although there are opposing forces, their conduct can generally be considered gentlemanly, especially during the reign of the Old Sect Master several hundred years ago when they rose to fame.

Even though the current Sect Master hasn’t achieved the same renown, they still prioritize the lives of their fellow disciples. Moral boundaries, once breached, no longer concern subsequent actions.

But as long as the first breach hasn’t occurred, he has several ways to manipulate his opponent.

"If you dare move, I’ll snap her neck!"

His face was marked with ferocity, but in reality, he was afraid Jiang Feng might act regardless, so he could only use this method to preserve his life, unwilling to accept that he lost to someone in lower Core Formation.

"This woman served your Purple Cloud Palace loyally. If she dies, can you bear the responsibility of killing a fellow disciple, huh!"

"Not only won’t the old folks of the sect spare you, but Liu will also not let you off!"

"If word gets out that you’ve killed a fellow disciple and kicked a comrade when down, who in the future would dare serve you? And you, when this woman reincarnates, she won’t let you go either. Ha! Ha! Evil ghosts haunting you by day and night, heart demons in cultivation, unable to progress in your training."

"Don’t blame me for not warning you, huh."

He shook the woman who was only half alive.

Eyes vacant, cloudy, though her sight was blurred and unable to see what’s before her, she could still hear faint sounds from her pierced ears.

She tried to move her eyes, looking at the vague silhouette in the distance, somewhat unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar, desperately trying to convey her message.

She wanted to beg for release.

At least let her die with some dignity.

"How about this."

The voice gradually turned from manic to calm.

Xuan Yinzi saw Jiang Feng merely holding the sword in his right hand with the other behind his back, silent, suspecting his mind was in turmoil. It was naturally time to seize the opportunity.

"Let’s each take a step back and pretend today never happened, as if you saw me."

"Or this, a life for a life. I’ll trade this woman’s life for one; how about it?"

Noticing Jiang Feng’s expression seemed to relax a little, as if seeing the dawn of hope, he immediately began to persuade.

"Little bastard... Jiang Feng, this woman is a thorny problem for you now."

"Let me take her away. If she dies, it’s on me, not on you. Besides, she’s useless to me; I’ll return her to you afterward."

"This woman is also an Inner Sect Disciple. If you can take her back, her master owes you a favor anyway, as no one outside knows what happened."

Took a deep breath.

Jiang Feng merely stared intently at the pair, strictly speaking, not at Xuan Yinzi but at the senior sister whose limbs had been severed.

The whole person had become a human stick, clothes completely stripped, and once delicate fair skin nowhere unscathed, covered in numerous injuries—whip marks, knife wounds—it looked as if someone had carved a scene with swords across her body.

Limbs had been severed, judging from the severing marks not by sharp objects, but forcibly torn off.

Bone fragments clung to flesh, although bleeding had been stopped; it remained a horrific sight, with the lower abdomen cut open, the Dantian excavated, even the front which symbolized femininity only had a bit of rotten flesh hanging on.

He couldn’t help recalling the image of this senior sister at Yuzhu Peak, a woman serious and determined in both alchemy and cultivation.

"Jiang Feng!"

"Think carefully, if I die here today, what will the Xuanyin Sect do, how will my grandfather react!"

"He’s the Sect Leader, if you strike me today, there will be no place for you to stand in Jiuzhou!"

"Even if you die, grandfather will find a way to avenge me. Even hiding within Purple Cloud Palace will be futile—grandfather’s fury will be unstoppable!"

"Let me go, now, it serves both our interests, or do you wish to spend your life in fear? My two younger uncles are nearby, I suggest you think thoroughly."

"If you spare me this time, should you encounter danger in the future, I wouldn’t mind sparing you. Once I inform grandfather, you’d essentially gain an extra life."

"Phoenix Heavenly Cave Secret Realm is about to open, you don’t want us from Xuanyin Sect trapping you there for eternity, do you?"

The right hand slowly fell.

The heavy iron wire gradually dropped to the ground, almost sinking into the dirt. Hard to imagine, whether Jiang Feng practiced sword cultivation or fought, he wielded such a terrifying cudgel.