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Chapter 413 - 443, A Killing Intent

Chapter 413: Chapter 443, A Killing Intent

The mature beauty’s expression was slightly uncomfortable, but she didn’t insist. She withdrew her hand and stood by the window with Bai Jingjing, looking out at the scenery.

"Are you getting used to life at the Sky Sword Sect?" the mature beauty asked casually.

"Not at all, and I don’t want to get used to it. I like my life in the Mortal World," Bai Jingjing replied.

The mature beauty’s phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed. "As a woman, what need is there for you to fight and kill in the Mortal World? Eventually, you are destined to marry. Learning embroidery, attending to men—that is your fate as a woman, something you cannot change."

Bai Jingjing scoffed, "Is that so? Then why didn’t you? You eloped with my father, had me, got captured and returned, then changed your mind and married another man, giving birth to another girl. By doing so, are you being fair to the man who loved you?"

The mature beauty fell silent for a while, then said indifferently, "...You don’t understand."

Bai Jingjing scoffed coldly, "I don’t understand? Fine, let’s say I don’t understand. Then I want to ask you, how long do you plan to keep me locked up here? A year, ten years, or for a lifetime?"

"I just want to find you a good family to marry into," the mature beauty said.

"To marry that Zhou Hao?" Bai Jingjing asked.

"Zhou Hao is a rare talent the Sky Sword Sect has not seen in a hundred years; handsome, elegant, with talent and wisdom that no ordinary man possesses. I will be at ease only if you marry him," said the mature beauty.

Bai Jingjing let out a ’hehe’ laugh, filled with sarcasm and mockery.

"No matter how good that Zhou Hao is, he cannot compare to the man in my heart," Bai Jingjing said coldly.

"Are you referring to Fang Yi? Unfortunately, he got caught in our net last night and is now imprisoned in the Underground Cold Pond. I fear he won’t last much longer," the mature beauty revealed.

Bai Jingjing’s expression abruptly changed, and she turned to head out of the room, but the mature beauty moved swiftly, lightly flicking Bai Jingjing’s shoulder with her hand, causing her to stagger backward as if she were a puppet.

Then the mature beauty shut the window doors and turned around to face Bai Jingjing.

Bai Jingjing was not angry, furious, or crazed, but her eyes flashed with madness.

"Step aside!" Bai Jingjing demanded.

The mature beauty shook her head: "Absolutely not."

"Fine, then I have no choice but to resort to death," Bai Jingjing declared, her eyes showing not only madness but also determination.

The mature beauty sighed lightly, "Why must you do this?"

Before her words had fully died away, the mature beauty was like a whirlwind, instantly in front of Bai Jingjing. She pressed a point on Bai Jingjing’s sleep acupoint, and Bai Jingjing closed her eyes, falling helplessly as the mature beauty swiftly caught her.

The mature beauty laid Bai Jingjing on the bed and sighed softly, "What’s so good about that man? Trust your mother, I know what’s best for you. You will thank me for marrying you to Zhou Hao."

The mature beauty stroked a lock of Bai Jingjing’s jet-black hair away from her forehead. Tenderness flickered in her eyes but was quickly replaced by a hint of coldness.

...

Outside the Underground Cold Pond, Wang Yuan was walking leisurely towards the location.

Wang Yuan was in high spirits. He wanted to humiliate Fang Yi again today, so he had brought a whip, planning to lash out at the latter with dozens of strikes to satisfy his spite.

But what Wang Yuan did not expect was that someone else was approaching with the same intention—Yang Yingying.

"Junior Sister Yingying," Wang Yuan said with a smile upon seeing her.

As one of the elders of the Sky Sword Sect, Wang Yuan had heard many rumors about Yang Yingying; rumors mentioned her relations with numerous men. He too had considered having a taste of Yang Yingying’s charms. However, as she showed no interest and her status was not trivial, he dared not press the matter.

Today, Yang Yingying was dressed in a dark green robe, slender and graceful, with a proud face. As the daughter of the Sect Leader and Vice Sect Leader, Yang Yingying had every right to her pride.

Yang Yingying glanced at Wang Yuan, "Brother Wang."

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "Junior Sister Yingying, are you here to punish Fang Yi too?"

Yang Yingying lifted her chin, "Of course!"

"So am I," Wang Yuan replied with a smile.

"You don’t need to go. Give me the whip, and I’ll discipline that guy," Yang Yingying said.

Wang Yuan’s face showed difficulty as he said, "This..."

Yang Yingying arched her brow and asked, "What’s the matter, is there a problem?"

Wang Yuan quickly shook his head, "No problem." As he spoke, he handed over the whip.

Yang Yingying snorted and took the whip, heading towards the Underground Cold Pond, Wang Yuan watched Yang Yingying’s beautiful buttocks rise and fall, a faint wave of motion stirring, causing Wang Yuan to lick his lips, with a lascivious gleam flickering ceaselessly in his eyes.

Upon reaching the Underground Cold Pond, Yang Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and approached the pond’s edge. The two disciples sleeping on their watch immediately woke up with a start. Seeing it was Yang Yingying, they hurriedly said, "Sister Yingying!"

Yang Yingying kept a stern face and waved her hand, "Go out, I want to talk to this fellow alone."

"Yes!"

Without question, the two disciples promptly left.

Once the place was empty, Yang Yingying breathed another sigh of relief, walked to the edge, and tentatively called out, "Fang Yi."

Fang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, lifted his head, and a sly smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, "You’ve come." It seemed as though he had anticipated this.

Yang Yingying lifted her chin and said, "That’s right, I have come."

Fang Yi asked, "Have you come to die?"

Yang Yingying proudly responded, "You’re bound in chains now; I’m not here to die. I’m here to whip you." She brandished the whip in her hand.

"We shall see if you get the chance." Suddenly, Fang Yi stepped out of the Cold Pond.

In an instant, the smug look on Yang Yingying’s face froze, as if she had seen a ghost.

The next moment, the sound of splashing water arose, and Fang Yi had already stepped out of the Cold Pond, standing before Yang Yingying.

Fang Yi reached out and lifted Yang Yingying’s chin, "Why don’t you try whipping me once?"

Yang Yingying’s body trembled, her previous arrogance, pride, and satisfaction disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Yang Yingying felt a chill throughout her body, unable to control herself. This bastard, he, he was supposed to be bound with chains, and with a lock, too—how could it be possible for him to have broken free?

"You... you couldn’t have practiced Bone Shrinking Skill, could you?" Yang Yingying asked tentatively.

"Bone Shrinking Skill? I haven’t learned it." Fang Yi shook his head, "Anyway, these chains just can’t hold me; now that I’m standing in front of you, it’s time to talk about the consequences of your betrayal."

Yang Yingying took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure, "If... if... if you dare touch me, I’ll... I’ll scream!"

Fang Yi responded, "Screaming won’t help you at all."

Seeing Fang Yi’s composure, utterly unafraid of her calling for help, Yang Yingying finally felt fear, her pretty face almost crying, "What... what do you really want..."

Fang Yi asked, "Where is Bai Jingjing locked up?"

Yang Yingying opened her mouth to speak.

Fang Yi reminded her again, "If you lie to me again, I really will kill someone."

Yang Yingying’s body shivered, close to tears she said, "Don’t kill me, I... I’ll tell you..." and then she revealed to Fang Yi the location where Bai Jingjing was captive.

"Anything else?"

"What?"

"What’s her situation now?"

"My mother... my mother said that she and Elder Brother Zhou Hao were a good match, a perfect couple, and planned to marry her to Elder Brother Zhou Hao," Yang Yingying explained.

The smile on Fang Yi’s face vanished in an instant, his expression turning cold.

"What’s the cultivation level of that Zhou Hao?" Fang Yi asked, a murderous intent in his tone.

"Earth Level... Earth Level four stages!"