Chapter 900: Yu Sichen Appears

"Haha, beauty, what are you doing here so late? Are you lost? Do you want brother here to take you back? Or how about just going to brother's place? Brother's bed at home is very big." Huang Guosheng laughed loudly.

"Are you a disciple of the Tiance Sword Mansion?" Yu Sichen raised her head and looked at Huang Guosheng.

In the past few days, too many sect disciples of the Sword Mansion had died, so the Tiance Sword Mansion's guards were extremely strict, with Half-step Dharma Cultivators personally patrolling the mountain. Yu Sichen was no match for them, so she turned her gaze toward the Outer Sect Disciples of the Tiance Mansion.

"Yo, little sister, you've done your homework well, haha. Do you want money, or do you want fame? As long as you serve me comfortably, I guarantee you'll have whatever you want." Huang Guosheng laughed loudly.

Truth be told, he had seen many women who threw themselves at him like this; it was nothing more than wanting to use his influence to climb the social ladder.

He regarded the Yu Sichen before him as one of those women too, but unfortunately, he was afraid he had miscalculated this time.

"So, that's a yes?" Yu Sichen stared at Huang Guosheng and asked.

"That's right, I am an Outer Sect Disciple of the Tiance Sword Mansion, and the richest man in Jinling, Pei Yuan, is my Senior Brother." Huang Guosheng laughed loudly: "Let's go, come home with brother."

Suddenly, Yu Sichen spread her hands slightly.

Huang Guosheng's smile froze instantly on his face. His body arched slightly and went rigid, as if he were being pulled to both sides by a pair of invisible, massive hands.

A streak of ghostly light shot into the sky, illuminating the dim road, and immediately after, Huang Guosheng's body fell to the ground with a thud.

But after falling to the ground, Huang Guosheng had already turned into a wooden puppet; the expression of terror on his face was now frozen in place.

Huang Guosheng's two lackeys were trembling with fear. They let out a miserable shriek and turned to run.

Two streaks of ghostly light shot into the sky, and with two thuds, two more wooden puppets collapsed onto the ground.

The black light in Yu Sichen's eyes flashed and vanished; for every two wooden puppets she created, her strength grew by a fraction.

In a five-star hotel not far away, Chen Yu suddenly opened his eyes; he had sensed Yu Sichen's aura.

Chen Yu flipped out of bed and quickly went downstairs; he sent out his Divine Sense and rushed rapidly in that direction.

At the scene, the three wooden puppets were still emitting the aura of death, but Yu Sichen had already left.

Chen Yu followed the direction of his Divine Sense and quickly pursued forward. With a flash of his figure and a few leaps, he arrived in a small alley where a figure draped in a black robe was slowly walking forward.

"Si Chen," Chen Yu called out in a deep voice.

Yu Sichen's body stiffened slightly. She turned back in disbelief, her eyes meeting Chen Yu's gaze.

"Si Chen, why are you here?" Chen Yu took a step forward.

"Don't come over. My baleful aura is too heavy; I'm afraid of hurting you." Yu Sichen quickly retreated a few steps, putting distance between herself and Chen Yu.

"Si Chen, you... why did you go back?" Chen Yu stood where he was, not daring to move forward again.

"Master is gone; it was the people from the Tiance Sword Mansion who harmed her." Yu Sichen's eyes revealed a trace of sorrow: "She was kind her whole life. From the age of forty, she stayed at Jizhao Temple to ferry the souls of the dead, and for over fifty years, she never left."

"She never made enemies with anyone. Her lifelong merit was unmatched, but why did she have to end up like this?"

"Listen to me, Si Chen. Huizhao Shitai is gone, and I am also very sad, but she has gone to the Ultimate Bliss World now. Besides, I came to Jinling specifically to destroy the Tiance Sword Mansion," Chen Yu said. "Your current abilities come from the Ancestral Ghost. The more you use its power, the deeper you sink."

"So now you must break free from its control, do you understand?" Chen Yu said.

"I can no longer break free." Yu Sichen sighed slightly: "Regardless, when I was at my lowest, it was the one that helped me. Chen Yu, I have decided: once I destroy the Tiance Sword Mansion, I will surrender my soul and body entirely to it, as repayment for the debt of saving my life."

"You cannot do this." Chen Yu shouted in a deep voice: "Si Chen, I will be the one to avenge Huizhao Shitai. If you turn back now, there is still time."

"No, it's too late; it's already too late." Yu Sichen murmured: "I have already agreed to its contract. Chen Yu, I'm sorry, I've let you down."

"There is still time. You have to believe me. It is I who failed you, for not being able to protect you well." Chen Yu looked at her appearance, feeling both anxious and heartbroken. He reached out his hand: "Si Chen, believe me."

Looking at the hands Chen Yu extended and his sincere expression, a moment of hesitation flashed in Yu Sichen's eyes, but then the hesitation in her eyes was replaced by a smear of black.

She retreated a few steps and murmured: "I'm sorry, there is no way for me to turn back. Chen Yu, if there is a next life, I will definitely follow by your side and never be parted again."

Yu Sichen did a flip, her figure flashed slightly, and she turned into a wisp of black smoke and vanished.

"Si Chen!" Chen Yu shouted in a deep voice, but in the night, Yu Sichen's figure turned into a blurred shadow and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

Watching the direction she left in, Chen Yu clenched his fists tightly. After a long while, he sighed and turned to leave.

Yu Sichen was a person of bitter fate. Although she was born into a relatively wealthy family, she seemed to have never lived for herself.

Looking at her state now, the Ancestral Ghost must have already seized control; she must have reached some kind of agreement with it.

After taking her revenge, Yu Sichen would be completely shrouded in darkness, with no hope of ever seeing the light of day again.

"No, I cannot let her continue like this. Yu Sichen, after the matter with the Sword Mansion is over, I must bring you out of this sea of suffering," Chen Yu murmured.

The night passed without incident. The next day, Zhou Yuqing contacted Chen Yu, saying she had already found several victims—people whose relatives had been persecuted by the Pei Family and the Tiance Sword Mansion.

Chen Yu urged her to be careful and to remain vigilant when contacting these people.

Just as Chen Yu was planning to go find Zhou Yuqing, an uninvited guest arrived. He was a middle-aged man wearing a long robe; judging by his appearance, he should be from some ancient family.

"Mr. Chen, I am Li Jixing, the steward of the Liang Clan, a Martial Arts Family in Jinling. The old master of the Liang family knows that Mr. Chen has come to Jinling, so he specifically sent me to invite Mr. Chen to the estate for a chat." The middle-aged man bowed slightly to Chen Yu and said respectfully.

"Jinling, the Liang family?" Chen Yu's heart tightened slightly.

The Liang family was an ancient martial arts family. Jinling was the home of martial arts, traditionally known for its Three Sects, Six Sword Sects, and Twelve Martial Gates.

And this Liang family was the strongest among the Twelve Martial Gates. Although they could not compare to the major sects, they had a very close relationship with the Six Sword Sects, so they were a force not to be underestimated in Jinling.

"I am not acquainted with the old master of the Liang family. How did the Liang family know I had arrived in Jinling?" Chen Yu said indifferently.