Chapter 913 – The Incident in the Temple (2/2)
Her junior sister's sincerity shook Huai Ren's will. She took a step forward, intending to speak with Xu Yourong.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the thatched cottage. Sword intent rose up, but in a passive state, while a harsh and cold Qi enveloped the area.
All this came from a sword, a very thin, long, and straight sword. The body of the sword was pitch-black, its surface glossy and smooth. It seemed to be constructed of black jade.
This sword of black jade was gripped in Huai Bi's hand.
Its cold and sharp edge was held in front of Huai Ren's neck, only a hair from her throat!
Huai Bi had used the opportunity given by Huai Ren stepping forward to capture her!
Huai Ren's complexion was somewhat pale, perhaps because the sword intent had inflicted internal injuries, or because her junior sister's sneak attack had wounded her heart.
Arrogant laughter resounded through the cottage.
Huai Bi looked at Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng, a proud expression on her face. Her smile gradually faded, her voice turning cold.
”Correct, you spoke rather well. Everything was my plan. The venerable Daoist promised me that as long as South Stream Temple was closed for ten years, I would become Holy Maiden.”
Chen Changsheng asked, ”What if Yourong broke the wall and left seclusion?”
Huai Bi coldly snorted. ”Do you think that if I did all this, she would have any chance of exiting her seclusion normally?”
If she could not break out of her seclusion of her own volition, then what awaited Xu Yourong was naturally death.
”I truly did not expect you to relinquish the Great Dao for a man and break out of your seclusion.”
Huai Bi continued, ”As for the rest, it was actually very simple. It wasn't difficult to use the continued existence of South Stream Temple to convince this senior sister of mine who has rocks for brains, and it was far too easy to trick this violent but simple-minded other senior sister.”
At this point, Huai Shu finally understood what was going on. She was absolutely furious, her body shaking, but she didn't dare move.
The frigid black sword was still at Huai Ren's throat.
Huai Ren's complexion paled even further, her eyes turning dimmer, and one could faintly make out a tinge of sadness in their depths.
Popopopop. Huai Bi's finger descended like the wind, blocking off several of Huai Ren's meridians and sealing off the vital Ethereal Palace.
A gasp of shock rose from within the thatched cottage: ”The Divine Finger of the Worldstream!”
”Correct, I used the Divine Finger of the Worldstream. Senior Sister has no more chance to counterattack.”
Huai Bi sternly said, ”You juniors actually had the audacity to disrespect me. If there's a chance, I'll definitely let you try out the feeling of thousands of ants running through your body!”
As she spoke, Huai Ren's complexion went from pale white to green, seeming in terrible pain. It was clear that she was currently enduring the pain inflicted by the Divine Finger of the Worldstream.
Ping Xuan, Yi Chen and the other disciples of South Stream Temple were infuriated at this sight, but out of fear of the black sword, they did not dare step forward.
”Of course, I have no hopes that this is enough to force you to step down.”
Huai Bi coldly said to Xu Yourong, ”Aren't you one of those most ungrateful and unfeeling people of Zhou? Just let me leave.”
Xu Yourong ignored her. She looked at the captured Huai Ren and said, ”See, Martial Aunt. Martial Aunt perhaps has good intentions, but this world has always been bad.”
Huai Bi didn't understand her meaning, and her voice turned even harsher. ”Just quickly withdraw the sword array!”
Xu Yourong continued to ignore her and quietly gazed at Huai Ren.
Huai Ren's expression turned even gloomier.
The pain inflicted by the Divine Finger of the Worldstream? Compared to the pain of being betrayed by the junior sister one doted on for centuries, it truly wasn't much.