Chapter 113: Tong Xin (1/2)

He believed what Nan-er had said about the Cursed Woman not being human, but someone from the God Continent. According to the legend, she had emerged all of a sudden, and wherever she had emerged she was accompanied by blood, mercilessly slaughtering people. Her terrible powers—the strange mixture of the air of death and element of darkness—as well as her being alive without eating or drinking for an entire twenty years without her power weakening, these things proved that she was not human.

And according to Nan-er, if a being from the God Continent came to Heavenly Star Continent, they would suffer from a cruel curse. If she really was a god, could her blood-thirstiness and brutality be some kind of curse that she was suffering?

Highly possible!

What did the gods of this world really look like? Were they the same as humans of the Heavenly Star Continent, or were they just like what Chu Jingtian had described as ferocious-looking, greedy exploiters. Ye Wuchen’s eyes were increasingly full of expectations. There were very few from the Heavenly Star Continent who did not know about that legend of the Cursed Woman. Aside from the four gods, who had brought her under control, no one else knew what she looked like. Anyone else who had seen her were already dead, killed by her eyes. And “Cursed Woman” was the name she got from those four, since her weapon was named a “Punishment from Heaven”. The four gods had come to an agreement, not to divulge the details regarding what the Cursed Woman really looked like.

Whoosh!

The broken remnants of the Devil Locking Chain flew out simultaneously, and an exquisite black shadow leaped out from their folds as she slowly floated to the air.

Ye Wuchen’s eyes moved to follow the movement, looking above, he subsequently became fiercely startled and almost could not believe his eyes.

The Cursed Woman was actually a….a...

An extremely beautiful young woman, no more than twelve or thirteen years of age!

She was so beautiful, so bewitching, so soul-snatching; one could not look straight at her. Only meeting her in person would a person believe that this young woman, who was so small, could be such a hair-raising glamor.

Her long, pitch-black hair was like a curtain of night, dancing without the wind as she slowly floated, lightly stroking her white jade-like face. Her face was ultimately beautiful, combining them made her beauty even more unbelievable. Even Ye Wuchen was temporarily astounded under the impact of such deadly beautiful sight. Her eyes were exceptionally darker, with her fluid glance dazzling with the faint dark light. At this time, those eyes were firmly fixed at him, directing a gaze of joy, enthusiasm, and excitement. The corner of her mouth faintly stuck up, exposing a smile that was charmingly sincere, as she had just seen her most awaited, and most favorite toy.

Her body was in a pitch-black dress, similarly moving to and fro without the wind when she slowly lowered. The dress exposed delicate and snow white legs, which were equally flawless. A pair of frozen lotus like feet naturally pointed down, each toe sparkled, pure, and limpid, like a jade sculpture.

This was the brutal, unfeeling, and bloodily savage, Cursed Woman that brought the rain of blood upon Heavenly Star Continent!? Ye Wuchen’s mind continuously repeated these words. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to suppress the shock that he had felt due from this intense contrast.

He finally understood why those four God-Level Masters kept the details about the appearance of this Cursed Woman… Who would ever believe that a young woman that possess such kind of extreme beauty to be surprisingly devilish.

No… She had been locked here for twenty years. Although she looked like she was just in her twelve or thirteen years of age, her actual age was not that.

This added more proof that she was not human!

Frozen lotus feet finally landed, they then gracefully walked towards Ye Wuchen. She seemed like she was older than Ning Xue by a few years, but her figure was so similar to Ning Xue—exquisitely delicate. She was a little taller though. Being locked up for twenty years, yet her body was untainted by even a single speck of dust, so clean and perfect.

She walked in front of Ye Wuchen, gracefully leaning against his body. Her head softly rubbing against his chest, as gentle as a sleepy cat. She sniffed the smell of bloon Ye Wuchen’s chest. Using her white hands to gently the cloth open, she stuck her pinkish tongue out and gently licked where the wound had been until the remnants of the bloodstains had been completely wiped out.

A numbing sensation went through his chest, and Ye Wuchen’s mind was blown away. He was still unable to accept the fact that she was that terrible Cursed Woman of the legend.

“What is your name?” Ye Wuchen bent at the waist, and lifted her face to to look at him. Her delicate eyelashes trembled lightly, and her misty crystal like eyes were sparkling with dependence and joy.

“What is your name?” Ye Wuchen asked again.

The young woman gently blinked; after a short duration of bewilderment, she finally understood what he was asking.

She slowly lifted her right hand. It was holding a very short knife, the length of which was less than ten centimeters, short enough clench in her palm. Half of the blade was a reddish color, as red as blood. Ye Wuchen could even smells the pungent stench of the blood on its surface.

On the blade, very small, but eye-catching words were carved—Punishment from Heaven.

“Punishment from Heaven… this is your name?” Ye Wuchen asked.

The young woman gently nodded, eyes still looked at him as if they were drunk and stupefied. From beginning to end, she had yet to open her mouth to say a word; she had not even produced a sound.

Ye Wuchen shook his head, as his fingers gently caressed her delicately flawless face, “I don’t like this name. This name doesn’t fit you…”

Looking at her sparkling, translucent, pure, and limpid eyes like black diamonds, Ye Wuchen gently said, “From now on, your name will be…”