Chapter 220: Senior brother, the Daoist companion, has been replaced.
“Swish—”
“Shout—!”
“Swish—”
“Swish—”
The sounds of shouts and swords piercing flesh echoed in front of the attic. With the man in the late stage of foundation building taken care of, the remaining four cultivators in the early stages of foundation building were no match.
Ye Anping wielded his sword alone, taking out one person every ten steps. After about forty steps, four more bodies with their heads separated appeared in front of the attic.
The snow continued to fall from the sky. Ye Anping glanced at the five corpses around him and made sure that they were all dead. Then he took his sword and walked over to the snow-covered Feng Yudie, who was leaning against the cedar and pulled down his mask.
“You agreed to follow them secretly!”
“Ah… Hehe… It doesn’t have much impact, right!”
“It was just a fluke.”
Ye Anping sighed, held the spirit sword in his hand with his arm, wiped off the remaining blood on the sword, put it back into the storage bag, and said,
“Fortunately, another cultivator in the late stage of foundation building took Yun Yiyi and the others away first. Otherwise, there would have been problems.”
“Ahaha… I’m sorry.”
Feng Yudie pursed her lips and defended herself,
“I just slipped on the tree.”
Ye Anping didn’t say anything. He looked at her right wrist and saw that it was swollen. He thought it was probably dislocated, so he quickly grabbed her right hand.
“Bear with it.”
“Um!”
Click—
“Hiss–“
Feng Yudie’s face turned pale, and she held her breath for a long time before she recovered. Then she turned to look at the other person who was standing there not far away and asked,
“Master Ye, who is that girl?”
“It’s none of your business. Can you walk now?”
“Oh, it should be fine!”
Feng Yudie nodded and hurriedly used her left hand to hold her spirit sword as a crutch, supporting herself to stand up. But as soon as she stood up, she stumbled and rushed towards Ye Anping.
“Oops~”
“…”
Ye Anping was a little helpless and had to hold her up with his hands. His meridians were probably shocked, but with Feng Yudie’s physique, it would probably take half an hour to recover, so he helped her sit down again.
“Concentrate your Qi to recover first,” Ye Anping said.
“Oh! Okay,” Yushuiting replied.
Ignoring Feng Yudie, Ye Anping walked back to the five corpses, picked up the storage bags from their waists one by one, and used his spiritual sense to explore the contents inside.
Except for the person in the late stage of the foundation building who still had some spirit stones and magic weapons in his bag, the rest were all paupers. After he moved the spirit stones and useful things into his storage bag, he casually picked up the spirit sword in one of his hands and walked back towards Yushuiting, who was standing there blankly.
Seeing him walking towards her, Yushuiting finally came back to her senses. She glanced at the sword in Ye Anping’s hand with a look of horror on her face and couldn’t help but take a half step back, but she didn’t turn around and start running away.
Ye Anping walked to a place ten feet away from her and stopped. Then he raised his sword with his left hand, took out the Yean storage bag and threw it in front of Yushuiting.
“Miss Jade, your Daoist companion Yean died under my sword. What are you going to do? All his things are in this storage bag, including the jade pendant that promised you his love.”
Yushuiting was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and looked at the blood-stained storage bag that fell in front of her toes, and her face instantly turned pale.
Ye Anping looked at her eyebrows carefully and said coldly,
“If you want to avenge him, I will give you a chance. Or you can take this storage bag and leave, and I will let you go. It’s your choice.”
Yushuiting’s lips and teeth were slightly open, and her body trembled with fear. She had just watched how Ye Anping easily cut off the heads of the four early-stage foundation-building cultivators. This man gave her two choices. It was said to give her a chance for revenge, but if she chose the former, she would be like those other people…
Yushuiting swallowed her saliva and looked at the four ferocious-looking heads that were now lying around, and the fear in her heart increased to a higher level.
Yushuiting gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and took out her spirit sword from the storage bag, hanging it on her right hand.
She responded softly, sniffed, and looked up at Ye Anping,
“Hmm… alright.”
Seeing her like this, Ye Anping also sighed, feeling a bit regretful. He actually wanted Yushuiting to choose the latter option, to take the storage bag and leave, which would save him trouble. But since Yushuiting insisted on sacrificing herself for love, he wouldn’t stop or persuade her.
“Have you thought about it?” Ye Anping asked.
Yushuiting bit her lip, mustered her courage, and nodded. “Um.”
“Okay then,” Ye Anping breathed out, squinting slightly as he raised his spirit sword. “Come.”
Ye Anping remembered that Yushuiting was a girl, so he didn’t want to cause her unnecessary pain. He planned to swiftly end her life with one strike, giving her a merciful death. However, just as he was about to swing his sword…
“Wait, wait, wait!!!”
Feng Yudie, leaning against a tree nearby, interrupted loudly, causing both Ye Anping and Yushuiting to pause and turn towards her.
Listening to their conversation, Feng Yudie quickly intervened, saying, “Young Master Ye, please wait a moment.”
“What is it?” Ye Anping asked.
Feng Yudie flattened her mouth and addressed Yushuiting, “Miss Jade, don’t be so foolish. Life is precious. You can take the storage bag and leave. If Young Master Ye said he’ll let you go, he will. His words are reliable.”
Yushuiting frowned and replied softly, “But Ye Jun said…”
Feng Yudie interrupted, “Oh, men’s promises are like ghosts. Don’t listen to his nonsense. My master once told me men might discard you if they find someone prettier. You don’t need to sacrifice your life for a man.”
Yushuiting remained silent for a moment. She had been ready to die moments ago, but Feng Yudie’s words extinguished her resolve.
Plop…
Her spirit sword slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Ye Anping sighed and put away his sword. “Take this storage bag and go,” He said.
Yushuiting hesitated for a moment, then slowly knelt to pick up the Yean storage bag from the ground. After glancing at Ye Anping and Feng Yudie, she pursed her lips and then ran towards the cave.
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