Chapter 147: Killing, One Must Punish the Heart (Two-in-One, Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Se, Senior Sister? No!"

Watching the Wanhua Valley female cultivator who was holding her Senior Sister's head in a daze, Ren Yidao felt no ripples in his heart.

"Ah, ahhh—"

Watching the tears flow from the female cultivator's eye sockets, he crushed the red flower in his hand between his fingertips and dropped it, reminding her considerately:

"Crying? Crying counts as time, you know."

Is crying useful?

If crying were useful, do you think your Senior Sister would still need to die?

The crying stopped abruptly; she glared at the murderer who was fiddling with the flower, wishing she could rush up and tear him apart.

"You... you lunatic!"

He actually killed Senior Sister!?

"Wanhua Valley will not let you off!"

But reacting not at all to her threat, Ren Yidao smiled and said:

Without even delivering a standard harsh threat, she left directly.

At the very least, toward people he does not care about, he has always been cold-blooded.

The influence brought about by such a cruel fate that harms both self and others, over these ten-plus years, is not merely on destiny.

Don't make a fuss; what I, your father, play with is excitement, and I want to be that most dazzling firework.

What kind of fatal mistake their Senior Sister and Junior Sister had committed.

The temperature in the private room plummeted, and white frost even formed on those two corpses.

If you really push me to the edge, I will kill both of you, and I will wander the ends of the earth alone; who could do anything to me?

When an ordinary person reaches this point, they should know when to stop; don't really force others into a corner.

"Since Senior Sister says so, then I will believe you."

Blood Star Fate.

In this Wentian City, there are many people Ren Yidao cannot touch, but that does not include you two sisters.

"Even if they are traitors, they are still two living lives after all!"

Ren Yidao turned his head abruptly, narrowly avoiding a black shadow that brushed past his ear at high speed.

"That's right, very unfortunately, you set your sights on the Princess of Beigan."

Before long, the old monster in the shadows will make a grand entrance, first giving a warning to beat them down, then choosing the right moment to stop and take the person away, and this matter will be left unsettled.

Why are you looking at me with that victim's gaze?

This sister from Wanhua Valley, do you think that everything is justified just by crying a few times?

Sorry.

But Ren Yidao, who had nearly suffered this calamity, did not even turn his head, gazing affectionately at the rose blooming between his brows, sighing softly:

"Pitiful."

"I advise you best not to look at me with such eyes."

Understood.

This Senior Sister whose name I don't even know.

She simply closed her eyes like that and asked coldly:

"Speak, what do you want?"

"Tell her who you are."

Ren Yidao could already foresee the thunderous start and rainy finish that would follow.

Ren Yidao's voice was loud, causing the dazed Wanhua Valley female cultivator to speak instinctively:

"You are spouting nonsense!?"

"Uh, Senior Brother, you shouldn't have given that to her..."

Even this still requires risking being hacked to death by a chaotic mob!

Which hero saving a beauty pulls someone's head off the moment they appear!?

The murderous intent in her eyes was almost impossible to restrain, but she finally suppressed her impulse and said in a deep voice:

She did not look at the two dead sect members, but instead looked at the youth with his back to her.

Let me look a little longer at how you want to kill me but are powerless to do so.

To kill, one must punish the heart!

Looking at the other party with burning eyes, Ren Yidao spoke slowly, word by word:

"Then what are you waiting for? Why not thank me?"

"You!!!"

She did not want to stay in this place for even a second!

"Oh my, I forgot to ask what this Senior Sister's name is."

"You mean, let me not tell anyone about what I heard today? Is it that you intended to... is that what you mean?"

But after hearing that remark from Li Fengyao, Ren Yidao felt no burden at all in killing them.

It is you who ignored their behavior, you who did not arrive in time to stop it, and it is even more you who killed them with your own hands.

I want you to welcome the "traitors" back, and let everyone else in the sect watch with their own eyes how they died.

"If you agree, I will hand this Recording Stone to you, how about that?"

Even if you are pushed to the edge, what can you do?

Do you think a Transformation Realm Great Demon is joking with you? You can kill them just because you want to?

But what can you even do to me?

How strange.

"What I have done is merely cleaning up the sect before she could continue to ruin its reputation."

She stared at Ren Yidao with blood-red eyes and said hoarsely:

"... Leave a way out when doing things; do not let matters reach a point of no return."

Gurgle...

How could I have said those things!?

"Don't stop, just what?"

Dispersing the faint power of bewitchment, Ren Yidao asked leisurely:

The middle-aged female cultivator's eyes were red; looking at Ren Yidao, she wished she could bite him to death, and even eating his flesh raw would not be enough to vent her anger!

"The two of them violated the master's orders, abandoned their posts without authorization, committed violence against the Princess, and intended to slander the sect after the incident. Such scum, everyone in my Wanhua Valley wishes to eliminate them quickly."

"... Hoo."

This world hasn't upgraded to that version yet, so the status of being the 'version answer' isn't very useful for now!

Moreover, unfortunately, he, Ren Yidao, is not the type to cherish the fairer sex.

Because the Recording Stone in Ren Yidao's hand was playing the scenes from before.

"Not that, I'm talking about your background."

Unconcealed, twisted malice!

I want to make you have anger in your hearts, yet be unable to release it.

With her face twitching repeatedly, the middle-aged female cultivator simply closed her eyes, forcibly removing this face that drove her mad from her sight.

"You... this is an attempt to force the palace! Could it be that you want to usurp the throne?"

Playing with fire and getting burned?

His expression held astonishment mixed with confusion; he seemed not to understand why the other party would make such a strange request of him.

"Huh?"

And in the eyes of the people of Wanhua Valley, he, Ren Yidao, is that barefoot rascal who would definitely choose to keep his distance.

If he hadn't dodged, this rose would have sliced off half his ear!

He squatted in front of the Wanhua Valley female cultivator and snapped his fingers.

Sweeping his hand over the eyes of the female cultivator who died with a grievance, Ren Yidao closed them for her and sighed:

"This child, until her death, did not give up hope, and was waiting for the sect's elders to come and save her."

Responding to him was a hoarse, cold female voice.

!!!

Pouting, Ren Yidao squatted in front of the Wanhua Valley female cultivator and clicked his tongue in wonder:

"I also think it's absurd!"

Even compared to this, the middle-aged female cultivator felt malice from the youth whose expression was like that of a saint.

The capital of a continent's divine dynasty, without some special reason, how could it be so weak?

However, when Ren Yidao appeared to resolve the siege, Li Lingling admitted that she was a little panicked.

The people of her sect had been living too comfortably in Wentian City during this period.

But when she realized the beauty, Li Lingling no longer felt afraid; what surged into her heart instead was appreciation.

Contrary to her expectations, Ren Yidao did not dawdle any longer and threw the Recording Stone over directly.

Li Lingling:???

But if you offend the Li Family in Wentian City, then no one can save you.

Without another word, the middle-aged female cultivator waved her hand to roll the two corpses to her side and reached out toward Ren Yidao:

"Give it to me, I promise you."

"Huh?"

She defended herself in terror:

"We have no interest in that position; we were just following the sect's requirements... What!?"

Pulling a Recording Stone that was currently recording from his bosom, the youth said solemnly:

At most, it would just be trying hard to make the Princess bleed a little during training or something...

Closing his left eye, Ren Yidao stuck his tongue out secretly at the corpses.

"Who said there can only be one Recording Stone?"

He pointed at the two corpses beside him and said with compassion:

"Take the bodies of these two back to the sect and give them a grand burial."

It was you who killed them.

But she still restrained herself after her nails pierced her palms.

Everything had someone paving the way, and if trouble occurred, someone would cover for them.

This man was not joking.

Ren Yidao continued her words, interpreting them with malice:

And he was the creator of this beautiful scene.

Holding the head of the Senior Sister who died with a grievance, the female cultivator let out a sound that was half-laugh and half-cry from her throat:

"Hehe..."

This is true malice.

The people he had come into contact with over these past two days were either high-ranking officials in the imperial court or the Emperor himself; at the very least, they were princesses or princes, none of whom he could afford to act rashly against right now.

"Why would I think that? I..."

Never mind that you haven't reached Void Refinement; even if you truly had, it would still be easy for me to take Junior Sister and slip away.

Finally, casting a cold glance at this pair of Senior Brother and Junior Sister, the middle-aged female cultivator turned into a black gale and fled without looking back.

The female cultivator from Wanhua Valley understood everything now.

"Princess..."

A tall figure in black robes landed on the railing, lowering their head to coldly overlook the chaotic private room.

However, although the bloody scene was indeed a bit frightening, the sky full of blood-flowers was truly quite beautiful.

Turning back, seeing Li Lingling's hesitant expression, Ren Yidao understood what she was struggling with and took the initiative to speak:

"How truly pitiful."

Smiling as he looked at the middle-aged female cultivator from Wanhua Valley, he asked with a sincere expression:

"Then, according to what you say, am I actually a hero who helped you weed out the scum of your sect?"

With full confidence in his heart, Ren Yidao played along more and more enthusiastically, his acting skills reaching a state of perfection.

Clap.

Unable to hold it in any longer, she suddenly opened her eyes and glared at the youth.

If it were before today, I would have hesitated before acting, considering whether I might bring trouble upon the sect.

He said:

However...

"This Senior Sister, what are you saying? Why can't I understand?"

"Junior Sister, Senior Brother wants to teach you a principle today."

After today, you will be a sinner of Wanhua Valley.

This is a beautiful scene.

Go ahead and rage in your incompetence, sister.

But now, you've walked right into the line of fire.

No.

Suppressing the panic in her heart, Li Lingling instinctively summoned her usual aura and said slowly:

Ren Yidao tilted his head toward Li Lingling, who was blankly watching the events unfold behind him,

The middle-aged female cultivator was as cold as winter, but Ren Yidao's side was as warm as spring; one could never tell he had just set someone up in a big way.

Calling me?

Who am I?

Realizing the situation, Li Lingling moved her gaze away from the headless corpse still twitching on the ground and swallowed hard.

Upon realizing her own abnormal thoughts, she was also startled by herself.

If one does not tolerate small things, one will spoil great plans!

Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have everything to lose.

That was a black rose.

As for you two... hehe.

Not until she finished speaking did Ren Yidao turn his head, rubbing his chin in thought for a while.

"Junior Sister Li, this Senior Sister seems to still not understand the situation before her; you explain it to her."

Where exactly does this palpitation in the bottom of my heart come from?

If she told Ren Yidao what she was thinking at this moment, she would get the answer.

"Do you think I will let you have your way?"

It was also me who forced them to their deaths.

He was shocked and said to that head in disbelief:

I am the one who killed them.

The female cultivator wanted to sneer, but she shivered after seeing the coldness in his eyes.

You beast!

You are not human!!!

"Oh, I don't want much; it's very easy for you to do."

But she soon fell silent again.

This gave them an illusion, wrongly treating Wentian City as their own backyard where they could run rampant.

"Who knew that what she finally waited for was a murderous intent from her own sect."

The other party was someone who did big things and would absolutely not make a big fuss over such a small matter.

Thinking it was like other cities, unable to suppress the powerful dragon that was Wanhua Valley.

Who could have imagined that seeing a girl who had talent but no strength would actually turn out to be the most favored princess before the Emperor!?

If you offend the Abbot, you still have a chance to run away.

This person had been secretly recording everything that happened from the very beginning.

Or rather, from the moment this guy appeared, every word he said was not a joke.

The face was saved, and the substance was kept; this matter could be considered temporarily put to rest.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Where is the mistake?

Regarding this, Ren Yidao shook his head inwardly.

He was serious!

Ren Yidao: Of course I am serious! I am a person who never jokes.

But Ren Yidao still refused.

Of course, things would not end so simply; in the future, the two sides would surely have many exchanges in the shadows.

"You intend to kidnap the Princess to threaten the Emperor; what is the meaning of this?"

She was given a huge fright!

There was a beauty to it that made one immerse themselves within it.

"This is too absurd..."

"You!"

"A sect traitor, what is there to feel sorry about?"

Her spirit had long since been influenced by it in the shadows, it was just that it had been suppressed in daily life.

When playing with fire, you must be careful not to get burned!

Li Lingling fell into a cycle of self-doubt, while Ren Yidao began his own performance.

Indifferent to her little tricks, Ren Yidao smiled brilliantly, completely out of place with the bloody scene around him.

"... Me? I am a member of the Divine Path Sect, a disciple of Luoyue Peak?"

"Oh, oh, oh... This Princess is Li Lingling, the Twelfth Princess of the Beigan Dynasty."

The reason they could run rampant in Wentian City before was because Li Fengyao was handling things in the shadows, smoothing matters over for them.

Did I kill them?

Be happy.

But they didn't stop to think about where this place actually was...

Waving the flower half an inch in front of the female cultivator's eyes, Ren Yidao said with a beaming smile:

"Otherwise, it will make me unable to resist wanting to crush these beautiful eyes."

But at least at this critical juncture, the other party would choose to let the matter rest.

At this moment, it bloomed between the female cultivator's brows.

When Yang Wusheng was attacked, Li Lingling did not panic.

"Good, finish what you were saying... Oh ho."

Others were only choosing to remain silent and avoid trouble out of respect for Li Fengyao.

"Here, do you understand now where you went wrong?"

"Oh—is that so, I understand."

When facing two female cultivators with ill intentions alone, she did not panic either.

Even though Wanhua Valley was of the Demon path, at this moment, she felt that her previous actions were nothing compared to him in terms of evil.

This was a woman who looked to be in her early thirties with a cold temperament, wearing a pitch-black rose pinned to her chest.

Her chest heaved rapidly, and it took a long time for it to gradually calm down.

Young people are just naive.

If only there were no cloud saves, otherwise I could destroy these on the spot to show my sincerity.

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