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Translator: CinderTL
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu," Song Wen transmitted mentally, "since Gu Huang is so distasteful to you, why not seize an opportunity to eliminate him?"
"We'll see," Yingwu replied mentally. "As long as he doesn't actively seek death, I don't want to kill him. After all, we've been fellow disciples for thousands of years. Most of our old comrades have already perished, and there aren't many left. Moreover, though he's loathsome, he's never harbored any ill will towards me."
Song Wen couldn't help but feel disappointed.
His enmity with Gu Huang ran deep, and he'd hoped to see him eliminated. Yet Yingwu clung to the bonds of fellowship.
He had no choice but to temporarily set aside his desire to kill Gu Huang.
With his current strength, eliminating Gu Huang would be no challenge. However, the current situation made it neither convenient nor easy to strike.
Still, even if he couldn't eliminate Gu Huang, he could still torment him.
Song Wen suddenly shifted sideways several feet, closing the distance to Yingwu until they stood shoulder-to-shoulder.
Just as they had noticed the trio opposite them, the trio had naturally noticed them as well.
"Yingwu! How could she be here?" Gu Huang exclaimed, his face a mask of astonishment.
The woman beside him frowned in confusion.
"Fellow Daoist Gu Huang, what's wrong?" she asked, clearly not recognizing Yingwu.
Gu Huang said, "The woman opposite is one of my fellow disciples, Ying Wu, not Wang Qiuyue. Her strength is formidableβshe's among the very top of the Body Integration Stage. I doubt you could find a stronger Body Integration cultivator anywhere in the Southern Nether Continent."
"So what?" the woman replied indifferently. "Sect Leader Wenxuan is also one of the top Body Integration cultivators in our Crimson Cloud Province."
"Elder Xi Fei flatters me," the white-haired old man said with a faint smile, a mix of restraint and pride in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, gazing at Ying Wu's figure. "I've dealt with Fellow Daoist Yingwu before. She does possess considerable strength."
Just then, Song Wen suddenly approached Ying Wu, walking shoulder-to-shoulder with her. Gu Huang's face darkened instantly.
"Fellow Daoist Gu Huang, what's this?" the woman, addressed as Consort Xi, asked.
"Nothing!" Gu Huang's eyes blazed as he fixed his gaze on the approaching pair.
"Junior Sister Yingwu, what brings you to the Crimson Cloud Province?"
"Gu Huang, don't call me junior sister, and don't try to get chummy. Where's what I want? Hand it over, and we'll leave immediately without touching those ten thousand Corpse Puppets." Ying Wu replied.
She and Song Wen stopped a hundred li away from the trio.
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu," Daoist Wenxuan said, "your Myriad Swords Pavilion and our Azure Flame Sect have long been allies. By resorting to this act of blackmail, aren't you afraid of damaging the friendship we've cultivated over many years?"
"Wenxuan, don't talk about sect honor," Yingwu replied with disdain. "Between sects, there's no such thing as friendshipβonly interests. Given sufficient profit, even sworn enemies can cooperate wholeheartedly. Now, stop wasting my time and hand over the item."
Daoist Wenxuan swept his divine sense over the Ghost Pincer Salamander in the underwater cave, his expression grave. He didn't respond immediately.
"You didn't bring it, did you?" Yingwu's tone grew colder.
"Yingwu, don't get too arrogant!" Consort Xi interjected. "Some things aren't so easy to take!"
Yingwu remained unfazed by Consort Xi's threat. "And what if I insist on taking it? What can you do?"
"Fellow Daoist Gu Huang told us you have some tricks up your sleeve," Consort Xi continued, her sharp gaze falling on Song Wen. "But if the three of us attack you, how confident are you that you can escape? Besides..." She paused deliberately, a cold smile twisting her lips. "The Daoist beside you appears to have only recently entered the Body Integration Stage. I wonder if he could withstand the full-force attack of any one of us?"
Hearing this, Ying Wu turned to look at Song Wen.
He smiled faintly. "Fellow Daoist Yingwu need not worry about me. I consider myself quite adept at escape techniques. My ability to flee for my life is still quite reliable."
Gu Huang's already grim expression darkened further, becoming even more sinister.
"You have a striking appearance. May I inquire as to your name?"
"I am Ye Hua, a mere rogue cultivator. Greetings to all three fellow daoists," Song Wen said, cupping his hands in a respectful gesture.
"So, you're nothing more than a petty rogue cultivator, yet you speak with such audacity," Gu Huang sneered.
"Though I am merely a rogue cultivator, Immortal Maiden Yingwu has honored me by accepting me as her dao companion," Song Wen said with a faint smile.
"This... this is impossible!" Gu Huang roared, his voice like the wail of a demon from the Nine Nether, piercing and shrill.
The sudden, devastating news struck Gu Huang like a bolt from the clear sky, leaving his mind reeling.
"You dare to defile my junior sister, Yingwu! Ye Hua... you will die!"
A flying sword materialized before Gu Huang, transforming into a streak of light as it shot straight towards Song Wen.
Yet Song Wen stood motionless, his hands clasped behind his back. He gazed calmly at the approaching sword, neither evading nor resisting.
The flying sword tore through the air, its trajectory like a white rainbow piercing the sun.
Before the blade could strike, its razor-sharp aura had already ripped through the air, emitting a piercing hiss as it slammed against the mana shield surrounding Song Wen.
The shield shattered like thin paper, fragmenting into countless specks of spiritual light that dissipated into the air.
The flying sword followed closely, its tip aimed at Song Wen's throat.
Clang!
A clear, resonant sword chime suddenly rang out.
In Ying Wu's hand, a long sword had appeared as if from nowhere.
With a swift flourish, she knocked Gu Huang's ancient, yellow flying sword aside.
"Why did you provoke him?" Ying Wu shot Song Wen an annoyed glance.
"Ying Wu!" Gu Huang roared. "Have you truly become his dao companion?"
"Of course not," Ying Wu replied.
Gu Huang's anger subsided slightly. He turned his murderous gaze toward Song Wen and snarled, "You little brat! You've been playing me for a fool!"
Unflustered, Song Wen smoothed his clothes, which had been ruffled by the Sword Qi. A enigmatic smile curled the corner of his lips.
"We haven't officially become dao companions," he said, "but we've already taken on the role in practice."
"Ye Hua, stop spewing these lies to deceive me!" Gu Huang's voice was a mixture of fury and disdain, his expression clearly showing his utter disbelief in Song Wen's words.
"Fellow Daoist, if you don't believe me, you may ask Immortal Maiden Yingwu," Song Wen said.
Ying Wu's willow-like eyebrows arched in displeasure as she turned to Song Wen. "Ye Hua, we agreed to let this matter fade with the wind. Why are you bringing it up again?"
Song Wen turned to gaze at Ying Wu, his eyes deep and sincere. "Ying Wu, we did make a promise. But I've changed my mind. The time we've spent together, getting to know each other, has been the happiest and most unforgettable days of my millennia-long life."
Ying Wu was momentarily stunned, completely unprepared for 'Ye Hua' to say such things at that moment.
Meanwhile, Gu Huang's recently subsided fury surged anew. "Shameless! You two whores, discussing such sordid matters in full view of everyone!"
Gu Huang's flying sword carved an arc through the pitch-black sky and slashed out again.
This time, the blade was aimed at Ying Wu!
(End of the Chapter)
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