Chapter 125: Turns Out I’m not Bad

Everyone knew that wherever Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng went, only dead people would be left in her wake. Only dead men told no tales, and if one did not know this identity, one could have another chance to live.

Considering Qian Bingxue’s IQ, she had figured out who Ye Wenxin was solely based on Flower Burial. But now, Qian Bingxue’s question indicated that she was unwilling to be frank about Ye Wenxin’s identity to give her other sisters hope to survive.

Ye Wenxin was piqued by Qian Bingxue, who naturally grasped the bigger picture and knew what the most correct course of action to take at this time.

Ye Wenxin looked at Qian Bingxue and stated her reason for appearing here.

“I’m merely dropping by to fetch something on the way.”

Inwardly, she was equally nervous, unsure whether her powerful aura was enough to overshadow the sharpness of her Iceborn Constitution.

The more Ye Wenxin pondered it, the more she felt she should blitzkrieg (resolve sth in the shortest time possible) this, and she turned to the hydra.

“I don’t have anything you want!” The hydra shook its heads frantically, the intimidation from earlier gone without a trace, the fear and pettiness in its eyes unmistakable. And when Ye Wenxin had appeared, the hydra recalled some scattered and fragmented episodes.

However many years ago, it had come across these pretty and enrapturing flowers, which only bestowed despair upon it. This Flower Burial user standing before it seemed much stronger compared to her predecessor, and it was reluctant to openly antagonize her.

“If I say so…then you do…” Ye Wenxin’s speech became more blunt and overbearing, to maintain Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng’s persona, she must comport herself differently from Ye Wenxin.

Her word was the natural law, an inviolable command, as Ye Wenxin walked along the path, her every move was very plain, but her coercive pressure increased exponentially, even Qian Bingxue irrepressibly knelt, not to mention the Shura Hall juniors.

In this world, one might not know of the Ten Great Dynasties, the Ten Great Immortal Sects or Demon Sects, but Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng’s existence was something even a newborn baby would find familiar.

Among the common folk, they had demonized Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, claiming she was a seductive Demon, and that her crimson garments were made from blood.

Among the immortal sect and demon sect factions, the Demon Lord was a taboo, they all knew she existed, yet they did not dare to challenge her.

It was precisely because of the Demon Lord’s existence that the three-way balance between the immortal sects, demon sects, and dynasties was not broken. But now this Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng had suddenly shown up at Shura Hall’s backwoods after being gone for nearly a year.

If word of this spread out, who could foresee what foul wind and bloody rain (reign of terror) it would evolve into?

“I…I indeed have something here.” Just as Ye Wenxin was drawing closer and closer, the hydra finally opened its maws to speak, lowering its noble heads, reduced to timidity and humbleness.

“Oh? You just said there was nothing.” Ye Wenxin was not aware of Flower Burial’s history, seeing the hydra acting very strangely, she maintained vigilance, lest this hydra and Zhao Teddy were both two-faced beasts.

“I suddenly remembered, my Lord…I certainly have an inheritance bequeathed by the ancestor,” the hydra proceeded to explain, its nine heads displaying different expressions, making Ye Wenxin somewhat dizzy watching them, so she settled on the hydra head with the miserable face.

“Sob, it’s true, I’ve just come out, I don’t wish to return to that dark place again, it’s truly an inheritance!”

That miserable hydra head turned out to be the most cowardly, witnessing Ye Wenxin’s increasing coercive pressure, it started wailing, sounding like a crying child, a little shrill.

Ye Wenxin made this hydra head shut its trap and then pretended to carelessly continue, “What inheritance?”

The so-called inheritance was similar to an ancient manual inheritance, with one divergence: the inheritor’s assessment was extremely harsh, and only the individual it was fated to could truly obtain it.

But an ancient manual was different, as long as one got their hands on it, one could inherit its contents.

For this reason, Ye Wenxin held no other hope, yet she refused to allow it to fall into the hands of this brigand, Zhao Teddy.

Ye Wenxin’s killing intent surged up the more she considered it. When the hydra did not answer promptly, she lightly snapped her fingers and then heard Zhao Teddy suddenly shouting madly.

Looking closer, brightly-colored flowers began to grow on his arm, and soon they bloomed more and more. Although they were beautiful and alluring, Zhao Teddy’s shrieks became more intense, as if he was suffering the world’s most excruciating torture.

It hurt so much that he rolled about the floor, his entire body drenched in cold sweat, yet he was powerless against those flowers. The others watched, covered with cold sweat, even though they had not tasted Flower Burial’s beauty, they could see how strong the pain must be.

A few seconds later, Zhao Teddy seemed unable to endure that pain, he took out a long sword from the bag of holding on his waist, decisively cutting off his arm. At this moment, the flowers separated from the arm, and Zhao Teddy heaved a relieved sigh, he had sliced off his arm, but he felt like he had regained a life.

“Rather smart,” Ye Wenxin evaluated Zhao Teddy, mouth curling up in a smirk, utterly wicked and seductive, leaving one scared witless.

However, just as Zhao Teddy slackened, brightly-colored flowers again grew out from the bleeding spot. With Zhao Teddy’s blood as nourishment, the flowers became redder and redder, giving Zhao Teddy so much agony that he wanted to die, but this time, he could not move a single step.

This was a display, as well as a threat.

The hydra eventually opened its maws, “It’s…an inheritance Shura Hall’s ancestor requested me to keep.”

“Ah, then you must know who these women are…”

Ye Wenxin felt that the hydra was not telling the truth, if Shura Hall’s ancestor had a good relationship with the hydra, how could it play tricks with those from Shura Hall like this?

The instant the hydra considered how to fool Ye Wenxin, a small flower had already appeared on the hydra’s head.

It was tiny but showed astonishing force. Seeing this, the hydra had to be honest, “I am the spirit pet of the Golden Serpent Immortal. When my master was being hunted, he left behind this inheritance in his final moments, hoping that the inheritor could eradicate Shura Hall to comfort his spirit in the heavens.”

Ye Wenxin remained unmoved, but the Shura Hall disciples gasped, seeming to know some of this origin.

“What the hell is this inheritance then?” Ye Wenxin was only concerned about this one bit.

“Indestructible Vajra (written as jingang, can also mean diamond) Body Cultivation Technique.” After a brief pause, the hydra revealed the name of the inheritance.

Hearing this, Ye Wenxin was completely certain that this Golden Serpent Immortal’s inheritance had been prepared for Zhao Teddy. However……

Ye Wenxin’s expression became increasingly colder, once again putting Flower Burial to use. Zhao Teddy had just fainted from the torture, and now he was roused back to wakefulness, it was beyond depressing.

“Why the hell are you torturing me again?!”

“Might as well.”

Ye Wenxin replied quietly, aware that she could not easily kill him due to his undying body, but if he obtained this Indestructible Vajra Body, then it would grant him resistance against Flower Burial.

Ye Wenxin must not allow Zhao Teddy to have this Indestructible Vajra Body no matter what.

“Esteemed Demon Lord, why did you kick me!”  Zhao Teddy was simply out of his mind, there was clearly a big serpent over there, why beat up a lowly human like him?

“You look more resilient,” Ye Wenxin responded faintly, and upon hearing this, those female disciples who were still hurting could not restrain their laughter.

But this laugh made their wounds even worse.

Ye Wenxin just then remembered they were still injured, she wanted to take out pills, yet felt that it did not fit Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng’s persona, so she directed her gaze at the hydra.

“Give the inheritance to me.”

“So, my Lord actually desires it?” The hydra was shocked, not understanding why Ye Wenxin desired this kind of trivial inheritance.

Unbeknownst to it, Ye Wenxin had not the slightest interest in the Indestructible Vajra Body, she was just worried about Zhao Teddy harming people after taking the inheritance, and therefore wanted to keep it for fun.

Ye Wenxin nodded again; her perimeter was already fully carpeted with garish and beautiful flowers. Red like blood, gorgeous yet so chilling.

“If you play tricks with me, I will directly consign you to eternal damnation.” This was Ye Wenxin’s final warning, and she also believed that she could counter any of the hydra’s little schemes by relying on her mental strength.

But Ye Wenxin was mistaken this time, the hydra, upon seeing Ye Wenxin’s presence, did not dare to act recklessly at all, let alone hatch schemes. Since Ye Wenxin wanted this small inheritance, it worked its Divine Sense, intending to hand over the inheritance.

In that instant, a golden sphere flew out from within the hydra’s body. Ye Wenxin did not seem particularly interested, she opened her palm, and that golden sphere obediently flew into her hand.

However……

This inheritance feared Ye Wenxin and had no intention of accepting her.

Ye Wenxin was awkward for a split second, her gaze once again fixed on the hydra, seeking an answer.

“My Lord, due to the seal blessed by the Golden Serpent Immortal, the Indestructible Vajra Body will only choose the most wicked person in the world,” said the hydra tactfully, as if thoughtfully reminding Ye Wenxin that she was not bad enough.

Ye Wenxin was even more embarrassed, as Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, suddenly pointed out that she failed as a bad person made her feel very mortified.

She did not dare to turn around, afraid to see everyone’s skeptical looks. Then where should she hide her wounded Demon Lord pride?

“Hahaha…” At this time, Third Senior Sister Liu Yansheng could no longer hold back, and her sudden laughter echoed within the main hall.

The others endured silently, perhaps because Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng had become a myth, but the actual person was completely different from their imagination, enkindling a sense of closeness.

Ye Wenxin ended up looking back, but that was because someone was approaching.

She kept a straight face and subtly nodded at them.

“You came.”

“Master…”

The person who had appeared was Shura Hall’s Hall Master, Bai Chi, still maintaining that expressionless face. She gave her disciples a surreptitious glance out the corner of her eye, immediately tossing them bottles and jars, and then looked straight at Ye Wenxin.

At that moment, that refined yet expressionless face showed a trace of movement, and she flew towards Ye Wenxin. Everyone held their breaths with rapt attention, assuming this was the eve of a great battle.

However, as the distance between Shura Hall’s Hall Master and Ye Wenxin shrunk, she slowed her pace and carefully spread out her arms. Judging from that posture, it seemed she wanted Ye Wenxin to hug her.