89 Chang Hui (2/2)
The old man froze as he heard this, where a sudden realisation seemed to strike him! His face began to overload with sweat, but beneath the terrifying unmoving white pupils of Li Wei, he couldn't stop himself from speaking.
”S-she's in the 5th Cultivation chamber on the 3rd level of the first peak... ”
Li Wei didn't say anything as his eyes narrowed with a strange light. He strolled up to the shaking old-man, and with a lean, he spoke with a darker tone.
”I don't know a lot, but I know that if she gets killed then my master will face punishment. If my master is punished then I'll be punished as well! So, if she is going to get killed, tell me. Otherwise, I'll be leaving.”
The old man seemed to shake even more as he heard the strange tone coming of Li Wei. Hesitation plagued his face, but as he noticed the almost childish light in Li Wei's eyes, he clenched his teeth and replied.
”No, she isn't going to get killed! She is the esteemed guest of our sect, how on earth would we let her die?”
Li Wei paused as the air seemed to tighten. Though, he nodded as he perked back up and turned around, grumbling to himself.
”I don't want to make the same mistakes with this new chance... That means not falling for those cruel tricks, heh... He wants me to let her die, and then he would laugh at my face. Just like the last time... But it seems that my Master is worrying about nothing...”
*PSST*
He blurred with a stutter and disappeared from view, leaving that old man. Said man didn't know what to do for a while, but as a sudden thought entered his head, he leapt up with fright and flew up in the air.
”If Chang Hui gets caught, then... Then... Ah!”
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*POOF*
”What are you doing?!”
Wen Mian, gasping with a pale face, cried out as a blood red beam of light pierced the wall next to her. A laugh resounded soon after, where a crimson haired man smiled with clouded red eyes.
”The overseer really seems to be exaggerated in intelligence by sending you without anyone else worthy of mention! You are still so weak, so young, a virgin with otherworldly Primordial Yin! Yet he expects your life to be like heaven in the real world? Your beauty is a plague, princess! Hehe, don't try to threaten me either, as that retard that came with you is highly likely to be weak, and even then, where is he?”
He licked his lips as he took a step forward and continued to speak beneath Wen Mian's shaking gaze.
”Well... Not that it wouldn't be nice. In fact, threaten me, insult me all you want! Hehe, I like it that way!”
Wen Mian paled as she found herself against a wall. Her mind quaked, and a terrifying realisation rammed through her!
”No... no, no!”
Her eyes went hysterical as her body froze and began to shiver like she was in winter. The man's smile widened in response to this, eyeing her body like it was a treasure.
*Step*
He took another step, where the distance between the two shortened by just a touch...
*Step*
*...*
*Step* *...THUD*
Wen Mian found the strength to be sapped out of her body as she collapsed onto the ground. Her hand, shaking, went and attempted to grab a white pouch to her side.
'Y-yes. Master must've left something... Please...'
Yet, as the red-haired man caught sight of this, his face turned and he waved his hand.
*SLASH*
A blood-curdling blade of crimson formed in front of him, and at a speed far surpassing Wen Mian's hand, it swept right past her...
”GAHHH!!”
With a face of distraught realisation, Wen Mian grasped her arm and screamed. Her hand, sliding right off, plopped onto the ground with a twitch, flailing for a while.
*S-SPLATTER*
Exposed bone and a splutter of pressurised blood smothered the wall behind her. Her face got drenched in her own blood, and she shook with the pain of it...
*Step*
The crimson-haired man smirked as he took the last step and leaned close to her, whispering.
”I'm Cheng Hui. Make sure you remember it.”
*GRASP*
He grasped her arm that didn't have a hand, yanking it out of her quivering grasp. His eyes, clouded, shook with malign pleasure as he let a stream of blood pour out and onto the floor.
Wen Mian's body shuddered as her eye's lustre faded and her breathing weakened, whimpering.
”St-stop...”
Though this instigated nothing of the sort, in fact, it caused that grin on Cheng Hui's face to widen even more...
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”I finally found it. Mhm... It's strange though. Why is there an air of blood around here?”
Li Wei, landing on a large rock, gazed at a certain cultivation chamber to the left. A broken hole was also next to this, which was a bit odd.
Nonetheless, as Li Wei took a step forward, his eyes quivered and an expression of disgust and revulsion replaced his once placid face.
He, without even a hint of hesitation, grasped the blade on his back and stepped on the ground with an incalculable force. His figure hazed, and in an instant later, he appeared inside of the chamber with eyes blazing.
*Swipe*
Time seemed to pause as, like a silent reaper, Li Wei slashed his blade at a certain person. A thin streak of black congealed, and beneath the frozen world, it sparked forward and slashed through and into the person.
Though Li Wei didn't stop there as he appeared before the man with crimson eyes, grasping his neck and hurling him backwards. Everything was still halted beneath Li Wei's gaze, to the point that the man didn't even change expression as he flew backwards at a shocking velocity.
Just like time had stopped...