Seeing Xie Qinghan's rather disheveled appearance, he exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Brother, you're injured! Who hurt you?"
Xie Qinghan, maintaining his aloof demeanor, replied, "It's nothing. You don't need to ask."
Su Tong hesitated, "Senior Brother, earlier Junior Sister Luo came looking for you and caused a scene because Wen Xueya was missing."
"So what?"
"Senior Brother, you didn't really take Wen Xueya somewhere to kill him, did you?" Su Tong lowered his head after saying this.
Bullying was one thing, but killing was another matter entirely. Even though their master favored Senior Brother greatly, if it were discovered that he killed a fellow disciple, the punishment would be severe.
He didn't want his Senior Brother to be punished.
Xie Qinghan raised an eyebrow and snorted, "…Do you really think I'm that ruthless?"
Su Tong quickly changed his tune, "No, no, Senior Brother, you are as noble as a dragon, incredibly talented, honest, and upright, your brilliance rivals that of the sun and moon. I admire you greatly."
A torrent of flattery spilled forth, and Xie Qinghan listened quietly.
Evaluation complete: it was not him who was described.
Su Tong continued, "Wen Xueya is naturally flirtatious and promiscuous. He must have run off with some wild man, and Junior Sister Luo has foolishly been ensnared by that seductive fox."
Wild man Xie Qinghan: "…"
"Enough. Junior Brother, if you have nothing else to do, look for evidence of Chen Yue's wrongdoings among our fellow disciples and bring it to me."
Su Tong was puzzled:"Why is Senior Brother doing this?"
Although Senior Brother had always disliked Chen Yue, directly searching for evidence against him was unprecedented.
Who was he doing this for?
"I don't like him," Xie Qinghan replied indifferently.
Of course, the main reason was that Chen Yue had become too troublesome, repeatedly causing trouble for their fellow disciples, even endangering Wen Xueya.
That was something he was very unwilling to tolerate! Wen Xueya was someone he protected.
Xie Qinghan cleaned the wound, and when he applied the medicine, he found that the snow lotus cream was gone, and only the gold sore medicine remained.
The difference between the two is that one does not leave a scar and the other leaves a scar,but he didn't mind using either.
Seeing him about to use the Gold sore Medicine, 233 hurriedly said, "Host, you can't. As an attractive individual, you absolutely cannot have scars on your body, otherwise it will affect your smooth and beautiful skin, directly affects the attacker's sense of touch."
Xie Qinghan complained discontentedly, "What do you know? Scars are a symbol of manliness."
In a low voice, 233 added, "You also need to soak in the medicinal springs, otherwise I will deduct points for OCC behavior."
At the mention of deducting points, Xie Qinghan felt like a cat with its neck pinched.
Helpless, he had no choice but to comply.
The medicinal spring was located between the Baicao Peak Peak and the Refining Peak, in a remote area surrounded by forests.
At night, Xie Qinghan stripped off his clothes and leaned against the edge of the pool. "Little 233, did you see what I did last night?"
233 regretfully replied, "I would've liked to see, but the main god has set restrictions. I can only see a dazzling holy light around sensitive areas."
"Hey hey hey, what's with that regretful tone?"
"After all, I'm a bit curious too. Host, you look so good; the sound of your breathing last night almost made my ears climax."
"…"
After finishing his bath and dressing, Xie Qinghan prepared to head back. As he passed through a nearby grove, he heard faint voices.
Curious, Xie Qinghan ventured in and found a secluded spot to hide, holding his breath as he watched the scene unfold before him.
"You're still not dead," Chen Yue's tone was contemptuous.
Facing him was Wen Xueya.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host triggered hidden plotline—Chen Yue's death. Mission complete, reward: 100,000 points."
Chen Yue was just cannon fodder in the story, mostly there to bully the protagonist. Even news of his death was casually glossed over by the author.
Could it be that Wen Xueya killed Chen Yue?
In the moonlight, Wen Xueya's face appeared like inorganic white porcelain, reflecting a cold light. One corner of his lips slightly lifted, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes. "Oh? Are you disappointed that I'm not dead?"
Earlier in the evening, Chen Yue had received a letter inviting him to meet in the bamboo grove at midnight. He hadn't expected Wen Xueya to be the one waiting for him.
Chen Yue had previously thrown Wen Xueya into a forbidden area, assuming he wouldn't survive. If Wen Xueya reported this to others, it would spell trouble for him. Thus, it was better to strike first and kill Wen Xueya.
With this in mind, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Since you didn’t die in the forbidden area, I’ll just have to kill you myself."
With that, Chen Yue drew his long sword and lunged at Wen Xueya.
Wen Xueya remained still, with a faint, mocking smile
Why isn’t this fool Wen Xueya fighting back? Is he just waiting to be attacked?
Xie Qinghan was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe. Just as he was about to attack, he noticed something moving rapidly under his feet.
Just as the sword's tip was inches from Wen Xueya's face—
Wen Xueya's pitch-black pupils suddenly turned blood-red. Several thick vines burst from the ground, entangling Chen Yue’s limbs and dragging him into the air.
The vines, twisting and coiling in the moonlight like monstrous tentacles, created an eerily bizarre scene.
Chen Yue panicked and shouted, "Wen Xueya, what kind of sorcery is this? Let me go!"
Wen Xueya looked at him as if he were a dead man, speaking gently, "You tried to kill me first. Why should I let you go?"
Seeing the coldness in Wen Xueya's eyes, Chen Yue broke into a cold sweat. How had he mistaken this ferocious monster for a harmless lamb?
Filled with regret and fear, he blurted out, "You wretch, what else can you do besides these sinister tricks? With your cheap looks, if Xiao Jinghuan can sleep with you, why can’t I? Wasn't a hundred spirit stones enough for you?"
Wen Xueya, impatient, said, "You’re too noisy."
Chen Yue was about to say something, but a thick vine was stuffed into his mouth, blocking his unfinished words, leaving only a pair of terrified eyes.
"Dead men don't speak, and they don't make noise. So… how about you die?"
With a soft laugh, Wen Xueya made the vines holding Chen Yue's limbs twist, breaking them like dry twigs.
The sound of bones snapping, from the left hand, right hand, left leg, and right leg, was enough to make one's teeth ache.
Wen Xueya's blood-red eyes gleamed with a perverse excitement, like a child gleefully destroying a toy.
When he finally grew bored, his eyes filled with disgust. Several sharp vines pierced through Chen Yue’s body, splattering blood on the vines and the ground.
Chen Yue, like a broken rag doll, was thrown to the ground. His eyes remained wide open in terror, saliva mixed with blood dribbling from his mouth, his limbs twisted at odd angles.
Silence returned to the surroundings.
Xie Qinghan hadn't expected Chen Yue to die at Wen Xueya’s hands like this!
The seemingly pitiful youth who had tearfully bid him farewell earlier in the day turned out to have such a cruel and murderous side!
This wasn't a child—this was a walking, talking killing machine!
Even though it was a warm April evening, Xie Qinghan broke out in a cold sweat. After what felt like an eternity, he took a step back as if his soul had finally returned to his body.
With a soft creak, the sound of a breaking branch echoed clearly in the quiet night.
Wen Xueya suddenly turned to look at Xie Qinghan's hiding place and tilted his head with a sickly sweet smile.
His lips moved, and though no sound came out, Xie Qinghan understood perfectly what he was saying—
"I found you."
Xie Qinghan immediately turned and ran, hoping to avoid a confrontation.
He had no weapon, and judging by Wen Xueya’s demeanor, tonight would be a fight to the death.
Whoever has more screen time is the protagonist. He was just a minor villain, but Wen Xueya was the main character!
Clearly, Wen Xueya had no intention of letting Xie Qinghan escape.
Moonlight spilled down, casting a shadow over Wen Xueya’s refined face, making it appear sinister and bloodthirsty.
Xie Qinghan hadn't run far when he heard a sharp, whistling noise from behind. Sensing danger, he instinctively dodged to the side, avoiding a fatal blow to his back.
However, another vine lashed out, slashing his shoulder and drawing a line of blood.
Losing his balance, Xie Qinghan fell to the ground and was quickly bound tightly by the vines.
The vines dragged Chen Yue’s corpse into the darkness, erasing the traces of blood.
Wen Xueya walked slowly towards the bamboo grove.
He had caught a little mouse.
How should he kill it?
Perhaps he should feed it to the demonic flower.
As Wen Xueya approached, the faint moonlight revealed a familiar face.
It was He Mian’s
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Ahhh por que isso é tão bom??? Obrigada pela tradução
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