20demayo Chapter 155 Settling Accounts
Chapter 155 Settling Accounts
"Really?!"
Yu Lishuang showed no anger on her face. She stood up with a slight smile, but the look in her eyes as she looked at Yu Zhihua sent a chill down Yu Lishuang's spine.
It should be known that once you join the Yaochi lineage, you must remain faithful to the Yaotai Sect for life. This is an ironclad rule of the sect established by Yu Lishuang ten thousand years ago.
"Ancestor! You mustn't listen to her nonsense! Yu Xinlian is a despicable woman who almost went mad for a man and disregarded the sect's interests!"
In a moment of panic, Yu Zhihua blurted out the secrets and scandals of the Yaotai Sect Master from over two hundred years ago in front of everyone.
"I see! You two are both outstanding! You truly deserve to be called the elite talents cultivated by the eternal purity of my Yaotai Sect!"
Yu Lishuang glanced at Luo Sifan and mocked the two women.
Her white dress fluttered without wind. As Yu Lishuang's expression turned cold, the dim yellow night outside Yaotai Palace instantly darkened, replaced by a ray of moonlight. The entire Yaotai Palace seemed to be enveloped in moonlight in the blink of an eye.
Yu Zhihua and Yu Xinlian's aura suddenly solidified, and an unusual feeling surged wildly upwards.
"Ancestor! No!"
Yu Zhihua's face paled as she screamed in agony, realizing that she was being rapidly stripped away from her original world. Her cultivation level plummeted, as if a thousand swords were piercing her body, the pain of being cut and slashed reaching straight to her soul.
Yu Xinlian was the same. She gritted her teeth and prostrated herself on the ground, trembling, still stubbornly staring at the high and mighty Ancestor with a frosty face, disdaining to show any pain or pleading.
Inside the hall were more than a hundred high-ranking disciples and guests. Although they did not suffer this torment, they were still entangled by the tangible moonlight, as if trapped in a swamp, unable to move.
Anyone who dared to voice their dissatisfaction or protest was immediately forced to drink the drenching fluids until their body stiffened. Regardless of their cultivation level, they were all under a spell and at the mercy of the moonlight.
Although the lower- and middle-ranking disciples and guests outside the hall were not affected, they also felt something was wrong and stood up to peek into the hall, discussing it noisily.
Through the sudden, eerie moonlight, these people could not see clearly. The hall was completely silent, and the figures were indistinct as if seen through a thin mist.
"Li Shuang!"
Seeing Yu Xinlian and Yu Zhihua unable to speak and their expressions of unbearable pain, Luo Sifan finally couldn't help but speak out.
"They are all disciples of the sect, true disciples of the Yaochi lineage. They have served the sect for a long time, so why torture them like this?"
The two women's eyes were filled with a fierce look, and they remained silent in despair. The crisp sound of their bodies breaking and crumbling continued. Luo Sifan, who had cultivated the sword body, was extremely familiar with that feeling and felt a little sorry for them.
"You're already feeling heartbroken?"
Yu Lishuang glanced at Yu Xinlian. This woman gritted her teeth and remained unyielding, but when she heard Luo Sifan speak, her mind wavered and she almost collapsed.
With a gentle touch of her jade-like hand, a figure pierced through the void and rolled down in front of Luo Sifan.
Dressed in black, the ill-fitting clothes clung to his slender figure, and the veil covering his head had been pulled aside, revealing his handsome and mature face.
It was Jiao Chenzhou who disguised himself as a short, fat man and ambushed Luo Sifan last night.
The woman seemed to have been terrified, showing no trace of stubbornness. She got up and went to find Yu Lishuang, kneeling down in front of her.
"Your Excellency, I, Jiao Chenzhou, have made a grave mistake and offended your dignity. I deserve to die a thousand deaths! I beg Your Excellency to be magnanimous and grant me death!"
The once ambitious and self-assured beauty swordswoman, kneeling before Yu Lishuang, completely changed, looking up at Yu Lishuang with a pleading expression, truly appearing willing to die.
Luo Sifan had no idea how Yu Lishuang could have tormented this proud and arrogant woman to such an extent in just a few hours.
"Jiao Chenzhou, you're nothing but a dog. Whether I kill you or not is up to me. Is it something you can decide for yourself?"
Yu Lishuang's words were harsh, and she didn't take Jiao Chenzhou's breakdown and desire for death seriously at all.
Jiao Chenzhou's pretty face froze for a moment, and she obediently shut her mouth, becoming even more docile.
Luo Sifan shook his head. At this moment, Yu Lishuang seemed to be a completely different person compared to when she was with him, who was spoiled and unpredictable.
Yu Zhihua still retained a sliver of consciousness, enduring the excruciating pain of being torn apart. Seeing Jiao Chenzhou's submissive demeanor after he appeared only intensified her despair.
“Yu Zhihua, now you know the rules of your ancestor? If you still feel wronged and that you shouldn’t be punished, just blink. I, your ancestor, am always magnanimous and will give you a chance to explain.”
Yu Lishuang's words were seductive, and her serious demeanor swayed the gradually collapsing Yu Zhihua.
Yu Zhihua, with a sliver of clarity, struggled upon hearing the sound, but the fleeting fear in Jiao Chenzhou's eyes, as if he had seen a venomous snake, made her heart sink, and she stopped blinking in time.
Yu Lishuang smiled and watched her for a few breaths, making sure she had no more illusions, before regretfully curling her lips:
"What a pity, what a pity! You're wise to be discreet!"
Muttering something, Yu Lishuang glanced at Yu Xinlian again. The woman was still stubbornly glaring at her defiantly.
"You woman! You really think you're a Casanova!"
Yu Lishuang frowned slightly, but a hint of sympathy appeared in her eyes. She waved her hand and patted Yu Xinlian lightly. Yu Xinlian wanted to dodge in disgust, but she couldn't move an inch.
With a soft "smack!", Yu Xinlian received a solid slap on the cheek from Yu Lishuang, and the finger mark instantly rose.
Yu Xinlian was so ashamed and furious that she covered her face and cursed:
"Yu Lishuang! You will die a horrible death!"
After cursing, she was stunned. She could actually speak and move? Her physical body, which had been ravaged to the brink of collapse by the moonlight, began to repair itself as the spiritual energy returned.
Yu Xinlian stared blankly at Yu Lishuang, not understanding what she was up to now, but her mind was becoming clearer and clearer.
She was willing to die for a man, and even dared to defy the sect's ancestor and oppose the sect. If that man hadn't been Luo Sifan, Yu Lishuang would have made her die long ago, leaving not a trace of her soul.
However, Yu Lishuang has always been willful, prone to breaking rules and protecting her own, and does whatever she pleases.
Regardless of what the hundred-plus disciples and guests thought, Yu Lishuang waved her hand, and Yu Xinlian involuntarily flew up and landed towards Luo Sifan.
Seeing that Yu Xinlian was about to fall to the ground, Luo Sifan was terrified and grabbed her in his arms.
Yu Xinlian struggled a few times in disgust, turning her head to the side, her annoyance towards Luo Sifan undiminished.
Luo Sifan could only awkwardly help her up with his hands and put her feet on the ground.
"You two have been apart for so long, have a good chat. I'm busy here today and can't be bothered with you. Just write down the accounts and we'll settle them later!"
Yu Lishuang observed the reactions between the two, sighed softly, and after uttering a few words, her expression turned solemn. Her gaze quietly turned to the distant void outside Yaotai Palace, as if she were waiting for something.
Yaotai Sect's Jade Mountain range, beneath its thirty-six peaks, has flowed for millennia. A hundred-mile-long sea of thick, jade-white clouds trembles gently, the amplitude of which grows ever larger.
The unusual, subtle sounds, accompanied by the vibrations of the sea of clouds, became increasingly clear and rhythmic.
Even the lower- and middle-ranking disciples and guests in the plaza outside the hall sensed something was wrong. They began to feel nauseous and unsteady on their feet, their minds wandering on the jade stones.
But the wooden tables and straw mats remained completely unmoved, as if the shock the cultivator felt was merely an illusion.
"You damned worm, even after more than ten thousand years, you still can't forget the humiliation of the past. Today I will tear you apart and rip out your skin to vent my anger!"
Yu Lishuang smiled, revealing her teeth, and seemed a little excited.