Translator: CinderTL
"Ye Hua, I must warn you," Qi Luo said, her voice heavy with urgency. "The cause of Chi Pei's death must never be ntioned to anyone. Otherwise, both of us will et a grueso end."
"Rest assured," Song Wen replied. "I understand the gravity of the situation."
"Good," Qi Luo said, her tone carrying a veiled threat.
Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she continued her transmission:
"Ye Hua, you have never disappointed in the bedroom. I have known countless n, but none have ever matched your prowess. It has been over twenty years since we last shared such intimacy, and I yearn for it deeply. Where are you? I'm coming to find you now." Qi Luo's voice was soft, seductive, and utterly frank, her hunger barely concealed.
Hearing Qi Luo's praise, Song Wen felt a surge of inexplicable pride, a primal satisfaction of his vanity. After all, it was human nature—no man could resist such flattery.
Yet a sense of unease lingered in his heart. He couldn't shake the feeling that Qi Luo harbored ulterior motives.
[Qi Luo, my longing for you flows like an endless stream, traversing mountains and rivers, crossing the ages, never ceasing. Your smile, your words, your gaze, your very breath... every part of you lingers in my heart, impossible to forget. However, I have urgent matters to attend to and cannot see you for now. Once these matters are resolved, I will co to you imdiately.]
Song Wen's tone was gentle, as if confiding in an Immortal Maiden untouched by worldly concerns, as if afraid even a slightly raised voice might disturb her.
Qi Luo seed to suspect nothing, her voice alluring as she replied, [Very well, then co find quickly. If you make wait until my desire overflows, other n will surely take advantage.]
[I will co to you as soon as possible,] Song Wen said, his tone shifting as he changed the subject. [The male cultivator I saw with you in Yunyin Hidden City today—who was he?]
[Are you jealous because I was close to another man?] Qi Luo teased before answering seriously.
[Don't worry, he's not interested in . Though he's obsessed with won, he only desires those who remain virgins. His na is Xu Zhi, one of the Divine Blood Gate's divine transformation stage cultivators sent here. He sought out to ask where he could find beautiful, untouched female cultivators. By now, he should have reached the Brahma Sound Nunnery, a million miles southwest of Cloudveil City.]
Song Wen's eyebrows twitched slightly as he read the ssage, a glint of sharp calculation flashing in his eyes.
Yet his reply was delivered in a low, somber tone:
[My cultivation is weak, and I fear you might forget one day. That's why I'm so anxious. I'll handle my urgent matters imdiately and co to see you afterward.]
Song Wen pocketed the jade slip, left the secret chamber, and exited the teahouse. He flew directly southwest.
The Brahma Sound Nunnery was located not far from a mortal city, a small nunnery nestled on the slopes of Cihang Mountain.
According to intelligence Song Wen had gathered earlier, the highest-ranking nun in the Brahma Sound Nunnery was only at the early nascent soul stage.
When he arrived near the nunnery, he found the gates shattered and corpses strewn across the ground. The serene, peaceful atmosphere that should have characterized this Buddhist sanctuary had been replaced by the stench of blood and the carnage of slaughter.
From the Treasure Hall atop the mountain peak, terrified cries and desperate pleas of won echoed intermittently, punctuated by the sinister laughter of a man.
It was clear that Xu Zhi was indulging his depraved desires within the temple.
Song Wen stood in a mountain valley over a thousand miles away, having released three Shadow Gu and one Shadow King Gu to scout the vicinity of Cihang Mountain.
After a brief reconnaissance, he confird that no other Veiled Moon Hall cultivators were present. Xu Zhi had co alone, corroborating Qi Luo's intelligence.
Without hesitation, Song Wen moved swiftly, his figure blurring as he darted toward the Brahma Sound Nunnery.
In the main hall of the Treasure Hall, dozens of young nuns with fair complexions lay paralyzed on the ground, their cultivation and physical bodies sealed. Unable to move, they could only emit pitiful wails.
Xu Zhi stood before the towering Buddha Image, tearing at a nun's robes. Shredded fragnts of cloth drifted down like withered leaves falling in the wind.
At the foot of the Buddha Image sat an aged nun with a weathered face. Her eyes burned crimson, veins throbbing at her temples as she glared at Xu Zhi with murderous intent, wishing she could devour him alive. But her cultivation was also sealed, rendering her powerless to intervene as she watched her disciples being defiled.
"You Demon Lord! Slaughtering the innocent, defiling the purity of our nuns, and disturbing the peace of the Buddhist sect! Buddha will never forgive you!" the old nun roared hoarsely.
"Hahahaha..." Xu Zhi threw back his head and laughed wildly, his gaze shifting from the young nun suspended in mid-air before him to the towering, majestic Buddha Image ahead. "Buddha? Then summon 'Him' forth! I'd love to see what He can do to !"
"You dare disrespect the Buddha? One day, retribution will co! The Dry Zen Temple and our Brahma Sound Nunnery are both of the Buddhist sect. They will avenge us!" The old nun's voice trembled with grief and fury.
"I am of the Divine Blood Gate. Even if those bald donkeys from the Dry Zen Temple were here, they wouldn't dare lay a finger on !" Xu Zhi's arrogant grin remained plastered on his face.
Perhaps because he had co to the Qicang Domain, where he believed no power would dare challenge the Divine Blood Gate, and where few rogue cultivators could match him, he dared to act with such unrestrained impunity, indulging his every whim.
Back on the Eastern Profound Continent, where the Divine Blood Gate held sway, Xu Zhi would never have dared to act so brazenly. He had always kept a low profile, and even when his lust flared, he only targeted lone won, never daring such a public display.
After all, even if these won lacked powerful backers, encountering a ddleso busybody would spell his doom.
Rip!
Xu Zhi tore through the young nun's robes, about to make his move.
Suddenly, a look of disgust flashed across his face. He raised his right hand and struck the young nun's body with a palm strike.
Boom!
The young nun instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
With a thought, Xu Zhi conjured a powerful gust of wind that swept the blood mist out of the Treasure Hall.
"A mber of the clergy who violates their vows and whose body has been defiled by countless n deserves to die!"
As his words faded, Xu Zhi reached for another young nun. But his expression abruptly changed as he turned to glare toward the entrance of the Great Hall.
"Who dares interrupt this venerable one’s pleasure?"
Seeing this, a flicker of joy flashed in the old nun's eyes. She looked up toward the hall's entrance, but her expression quickly darkened.
"Heh heh heh..." A sinister laugh echoed from the distance.
Accompanying the laughter was a figure radiating Corpse Qi.
The figure was completely shrouded in a black cloak, obscuring their features.
"A re Divine Transformation cultivator dares to call himself 'this venerable one'? Fellow Daoist, do you truly believe the Qicang Domain has no one left?"
"Fellow Daoist, you're just a Divine Transformation cultivator yourself, yet you dare ddle in affairs beyond your station? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?" Xu Zhi retorted coldly.
He opened his mouth and spat out a miniature Corpse Coffin.
The coffin expanded rapidly in the wind, growing to over ten feet in length. It crashed through the Treasure Hall's roof and hurtled toward the approaching figure like a teor.
"If you want to save these nuns, I'll kill them first."
Xu Zhi's body erupted with surging Corpse Qi, which swept through the Treasure Hall.
In an instant, the bodies of dozens of nuns exploded, their souls shattering into fragnts along with them.
(End of the Chapter)
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