Chapter 497: If you're going to do it, do it thoroughly; otherwise you'll invite future trouble

With your words, I feel I can relax.

Her smiling words slipped out, and her head instantly lifted, looking toward that water cultivator.

You captured my mother, but you couldn't dispel the wooden seed on her, even going so far as to scheme and steal the Jiang family's natal wooden seed.

Alas...

Still can't undo my mother's wooden seed.

She looked at that person, at the person's slightly flickering eyes, and she knew she had guessed correctly.

You have no way, thinking the antidote for my mother's wooden seed poison is in Da Ning.

So...

She walked to the side, circled around the water cultivator, then gently shook her head.

So what?

That water cultivator narrowed his eyes, yet his gaze also held a hint of appreciation.

If she were in Zhongzhou, Zhongzhou would produce a rising star, a heaven-defying talent.

What a pity...

A Da Ning lacking spiritual power would only seal her steps, turning her into a good-for-nothing.

However, this mind of hers does earn some appreciation.

So...

You both pressure Da Ning and yet cannot let Da Ning be exterminated.

You lay killing traps everywhere, yet also leave chances for survival everywhere.

The place she never understood before—with Zhongzhou's ability, wanting to wipe out a Da Ning, isn't that as easy as flipping a hand?

Why go to such lengths, exhausting one's mind with schemes?

Clearly many are dead ends, yet over there they deliberately left a path to live—what a contradictory junction!

She thought a lot, a lot, until today she suddenly found the answer.

You're very smart, but smart people often don't live long. The water cultivator's tone remained as calm as ever, like a pool of dead water, without any ripple.

Jiang Yun Chu shook her head, looked at that person, tilted her head, and said, "I'm afraid you haven't heard the saying: Calamity leaves a legacy for a thousand years; when young, if not killed by treacherous people, one must survive great calamity to later receive blessings."

Sir, let me kill her." That fire cultivator could no longer restrain himself from acting.

In an ordinary world, a mere small fireball could settle the matter.

Why must the Sir tolerate such an ant?

Jiang Yun Chu raised her eyebrows, looking at the fire cultivator, "Foolish."

Your Sir won't kill me.

She lightly turned around; the longsword she had just gripped tightly, at some point, was merely being played with lightly in her hand.

Having her thoughts exposed, that water cultivator did not get angry but laughed.

Sir!

Those who cultivate fire have their temper affected by spiritual power; right now that fire cultivator wears a face of anger.

But he dare not defy the Sir.

What she said is correct; I won't kill her." The water cultivator didn't look at the fire cultivator beside him, but looked toward Jiang Yun Chu.

Jiang Yun Chu just stood there; the originally magnificent palace was now in utter disarray.

Jiang Wen Fu and Jiang Ze Yang each bore some wounds.

But the worst off was Ning Chengyan; his body was already oozing blood beads, his eyes completely red.

That brat is actually an interesting person.

The water cultivator looked at Ning Chengyan, an ordinary person, how could he have persisted until now?

This ordinary world actually has two promising seedlings.

What a pity...

I also think that, why would you use that demonic Daoist?" Jiang Yun Chu looked toward the water cultivator beside her, the two seeming like old friends.

One asked casually, the other seemed happy to clarify.

When he was young, he owed our Hall Master a life." The water cultivator's voice was very cold, yet his tone remained calm.

Jiang Yun Chu raised her eyebrows, "That's rather interesting—owing a life and then truly repaying with a life; why bother?"

No one can resist living." The water cultivator sighed, glanced at the girl.

Zhongzhou, a person in their twenties is no different from an infant.

And you? If you could live, would you be willing to die?" The water cultivator's behavior was unusual, making many feel surprised.

Especially that fire cultivator and wind cultivator.

The Sir rarely speaks, and certainly won't utter nonsense to people.

But what's happened today?

Jiang Yun Chu carefully considered this question, then gently shook her head.

To be honest, I don't know.

You are quite frank." The water cultivator sighed, his eyes gaining a different hue.

Jiang Yun Chu suddenly spoke up, "Your people are dead."

It turns out that battlefield over there has already ended.

Except for three people, everyone over there has already died.

The water cultivator smiled, "Just ordinary outer-hall disciples; dead is dead."

Oh? Is that so?" Jiang Yun Chu suddenly smiled, then pointed at the two behind her, "And… what about them?"

It's fine, if you die, you die, right?

The fire and wind cultivators who had been arrogant just now now had faces black as soot, both covering their throats, unable to utter a word.

The water cultivator's face was like frost, 'Little brat, if you want to live, they can't die.'

Jiang Yun Chu lowered her head, playing with her fingers, while those two had already begun rolling on the ground.

'Really? Too bad, I'm a strange person who isn't afraid of death.'

She lifted her head and locked eyes with the water cultivator.

'Will you kill me? No, you won't, but you won't let me live well.'

'Compared to this, I would prefer to die happily.'

She burst out laughing, her laughter filled with exhilaration.

Jiang Zeyang and Jiang Wen Fu were already injured, and Ning Chengyan's injuries were worse; rather than dragging others down...

She chose a method of seeking death.

Since we've come, not taking two with us—wouldn't that be a loss?

"Da Ning..." Jiang Yun Chu paused, looking at the water cultivator's eyes, 'It's not a place where you people can come and go as you please.'

"Since we've come, we must leave something behind."

"I think..."

Her smile seemed to carry a kind of magic that made people hate it to the point of itchy teeth, 'Life is pretty good.'

"Sir, what do you think?"

The water cultivator's hand quickly clenched into a fist, then opened, repeatedly clenching and opening several times before suppressing the fire in their heart.

I never expected that after cultivating for a thousand years, he would have his cultivation broken by a youngster in his twenties.

"I can rip off your arms, chop off your legs, put them in a jar as a human stick; as long as you live, I can achieve my goal—do you like that?" The water cultivator dropped all pretense; when looking at Jiang Yun Chu, his eyes suddenly showed a hint of madness.

Jiang Yun Chu lifted her head, 'Childish.'

"Shouldn't we pull out the tongue, shave the head, then gouge out the eyes and cut off the nose?"

"If you're going to do it, do it thoroughly, otherwise you'll leave future trouble."

As her words fell, Ning Huang couldn't help but shout, 'Yun chu!'

The voice carried a warning.