Chapter 111: One Fury, One Life Taken

Cold Yuchan sat contentedly on the bed, completely naked, eyes closed, repeatedly smacking her lips as if savoring something. Her hands formed a seal resting on her thighs, refining the essence she had just drawn from Wang Qiyi.

Unlike other cultivators within the sect who preferred using their lower bodies, she favored her mouth—the sensation felt far more genuine.

Wang Qiyi’s essence was naturally of a far higher level compared to ordinary people. With this absorption and subsequent refining, she might very well break through to the ninth stage of condensation.

Recalling Wang Qiyi’s earlier behavior, she chuckled inwardly. Despite repeatedly refusing, in the end, he still succumbed to her; men were inevitably controlled by their lower halves.

As she laughed quietly, a sudden, sharp killing intent washed over her, causing her heart to sink. Could Wang Qiyi have returned to kill her? This killing aura was far too powerful for an ordinary person to possess.

Just as she opened her eyes, a shadow abruptly burst through the wall before her. To her astonishment, the shadow passed through the wall without damaging it in the slightest—no cracks, no holes.

How could someone pass through a solid wall?

Cold Yuchan was stunned; she had never heard of anyone capable of such a feat.

The shadow moved at incredible speed. Before she could fully register her shock, the sword in the shadow’s hand was already thrust toward her face without any flourish.

Startled, Cold Yuchan swallowed the essence lingering in her mouth and, upon seeing the attacker’s true face, realized it was not Wang Qiyi and relaxed slightly. Yet the fierce sword energy forced her to become serious once more.

Xiao Cheng’s Green Edge Sword flashed like a shooting star, cold and gleaming, flying toward Cold Yuchan. Just as it aimed for her face, she bent her body low, causing the sword to miss.

Xiao Cheng was not disappointed. A cultivator at the eighth stage of condensation was not so easily slain. He never expected to kill her with a single strike.

Missing the first attack, Xiao Cheng seized the opportunity to palm strike Cold Yuchan’s chest. This was no ordinary palm technique but the Chu Family’s secret crushing heart palm. Yet Cold Yuchan’s body was like a slippery eel, bouncing up and away from the bed. The strike tore a large hole in the bed.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?” Cold Yuchan’s face darkened like still water. The precious essence she had painstakingly drawn from Wang Qiyi was wasted, swallowed hastily amid her surprise.

“Who am I? I am the very small cauldron you spoke of!” Xiao Cheng retorted coldly.

“You are Xiao Cheng, the last scion of the Xiao family?” Cold Yuchan’s eyes brightened at his words. Looking at Xiao Cheng’s body, a greedy glint appeared.

Xiao Cheng was the sect master’s personal cauldron, trained since youth in the Songyang Heart Sutra. His primordial yang energy was immensely powerful, far surpassing Wang Qiyi’s. If she drained him dry, she might leap straight into the innate realm.

If Xiao Cheng had obediently stayed with the Xiao family, she would never have dared to covet the sect master’s prized cauldron. But now, since he came to kill her, she had no such concerns. With the prey delivered to her doorstep, how could she refuse?

“Oh? If it’s Young Master Xiao, how about we have some fun? Double the pleasure is quite interesting!” Cold Yuchan laughed coquettishly, swaying her hips and casting a flirtatious glance at Xiao Cheng.

Such charm techniques had no effect on Xiao Cheng, who possessed innate peak divine perception. As for beauty, he didn’t even bother to look.

Xiao Cheng said nothing; his sword answered for him.

He thrust the sword toward Cold Yuchan’s chest with unstoppable momentum. This was not a simple stab but the piercing sword form from the Five-Unification Sword Technique, channeling his entire vital energy into the blade’s tip.

Sensing the overwhelming murderous intent at the sword’s tip, Cold Yuchan hastily retreated, her playful smile vanishing as she restored a solemn expression.

She was deeply shocked. Wang Qiyi had said Xiao Cheng was only at the peak Foundation Establishment stage, and she had felt the same. She had thought a mere charm technique would control him, but all her plans had utterly failed. Xiao Cheng hadn’t even flinched at her allure.

Charm techniques relied on sheer strength of divine perception. Could Xiao Cheng’s be stronger than hers?

“Do you really think you can kill me with Foundation Establishment-level strength? What a foolish dream, utterly ignorant of your place!” Cold Yuchan sneered, then formed a seal and shouted, “Primordial Slash!”

Seeing her form the hand seal, Xiao Cheng’s heart tightened. At his current cultivation, his greatest fear was magical techniques.

With her shout, a pale blue-gray ethereal weapon appeared in the void, like a mysterious black moon. The Primordial Slash made no pause, cutting horizontally toward Xiao Cheng.

Sensing the danger, Xiao Cheng hastily withdrew his Green Edge Sword to defend.

The massive Primordial Slash split by his sword continued relentlessly, striking Xiao Cheng heavily. The blow sent a tremendous force surging through him, causing blood to burst from his mouth as he was violently thrown backward.

Just as he was about to crash into the wall, Xiao Cheng executed a soil escape technique, passing through the wall effortlessly in midair.

Cold Yuchan had expected him to hit the wall and readied a follow-up attack. She was stunned to see him vanish through the wall without trace. Such a miraculous technique—once she caught Xiao Cheng, she would force him to reveal it.

Seeing Xiao Cheng disappear, Cold Yuchan immediately released her divine sense to search, but to her surprise, she could not detect him at all. Her first charm technique had failed, and now Xiao Cheng had eluded her divine perception. His perception was unquestionably stronger than hers. Her heart sank—he wouldn’t simply escape, would he?

Xiao Cheng was deeply troubled, wounded by the Primordial Slash and suffering severe internal injuries. Yet so far, he had not managed to harm Cold Yuchan. Though he had prepared mentally to kill her, her adaptability far exceeded his expectations. Even with his innate peak divine perception, he could gain no advantage.

The fierce battle and continuous wall-piercing had drained much of his vital energy. He felt his dantian empty and quickly chewed a Spirit Nourishing Pill to restore his energy.

The pill worked wonders; as soon as he swallowed it, some vitality returned to his dantian.

Knowing he could not prolong the fight—his energy was no match for Cold Yuchan’s robust reserves—he resolved to act swiftly, lest he be the one to die.

Through his divine sense, he saw Cold Yuchan heading toward the room where he had just been. Smiling coldly, he opened a narrow gap in the wardrobe beside him with his right hand, then silently formed a seal with his left and dropped down to the second floor.

Cold Yuchan soon arrived at the empty room where Xiao Cheng had just rested. Frowning, she sniffed the air hard and caught a distinct scent of blood. Not far away, the wardrobe door was slightly ajar. A mocking smile curved her lips.

“Trying to run? Not that easy!” Cold Yuchan’s face twisted into a fierce grin as she approached the wardrobe. Seeing bloodstains on the floor, she was sure Xiao Cheng was inside. Yet she dared not open the door—if he struck her with a sword then, she would have trouble defending.

“I know you’re in there. Come out, and I promise I won’t kill you!” she teased sweetly.

“But I really want to kill you!” came a voice, not from inside the wardrobe, but from below, like a death sentence echoing from the underworld.

Cold Yuchan’s heart jolted coldly. She realized her miscalculation. She should have guessed that since Xiao Cheng could pass through walls, he could also come up from below. But she had never considered that.

By now, escape was impossible. Suddenly, a gleaming Green Edge Sword burst from the ground. She barely twisted her body before the sword pierced her.

Then she saw Xiao Cheng rise from the floor, standing calmly before her.

“You can’t kill me. I have the Fang Tian Sha within me. If you kill me, you will surely die too!” Cold Yuchan screamed in agony.