Chapter 200: Senior Brother, the Cultivation Partner Has Changed
*Swish——*
“Hah—!”
*Swish——*
*Swish, swish——*
Shouts and the sounds of blades piercing flesh rang out before the pavilion.
The late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator was dealt with. The remaining four early Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators were no longer a threat.
Ye Anping, wielding his sword alone, eliminated one every ten steps.
In just over forty steps, four more bodies, their heads separated from their torsos, lay before the pavilion.
Snow continued to fall from the sky. Ye Anping scanned the five corpses around him, ensuring they were all dead, before walking over to Feng Yu Die, who was sitting on the accumulated snow by a snow pine. He then pulled down his mask.
“Weren’t you supposed to be following discreetly?”
“Ah… hehe…” Feng Yu Die gave a foolish grin, appearing somewhat embarrassed. “It didn’t have too much of an impact, did it?”
“Just luck.”
Ye Anping sighed, tucked his spirit sword under his arm, yanked it free, wiped off the residual blood, and returned it to his storage bag. He then said:
“Fortunately, the other late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator took Yun Yiyi and the others away first, otherwise, there would have been trouble.”
“Ahaha… sorry.”
Feng Yu Die pursed her lips, defending herself.
“I just slipped on the tree just now.”
Ye Anping said nothing. He looked at her right wrist and saw it was swollen. It was likely dislocated, so he quickly grabbed her right hand.
“Bear with it.”
“Huh?”
*Crack——*
“Hiss——”
Feng Yu Die’s face turned pale, and she held her breath for a while before recovering. Then, she looked at the other person standing motionlessly not far away and asked:
“Young Master Ye, who is that young lady?”
“None of your business. Can you walk now?”
“Oh, I should be fine!”
Feng Yu Die nodded and quickly used her left hand to hold her spirit sword as a crutch, propping herself up. However, as soon as she stood up, she stumbled and lunged directly towards Ye Anping.
“Oh dear~”
“… …”
Ye Anping was somewhat helpless. He had to support her. It seemed her meridians might have been injured from the jolt, but given Feng Yu Die’s physique, she would likely recover within half an hour. He helped her sit down again.
“Focus on Qi Cultivation to recover first.”
“Oh! Alright~”
Paying Feng Yu Die no further mind, Ye Anping returned to the five corpses and picked up the storage bags from their waists one by one, probing their contents with his spiritual sense.
Aside from the late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator’s bag, which contained some spirit stones and magical artifacts, everyone else was penniless.
After transferring the spirit stones and usable items to his own storage bag, he casually picked up a spirit sword from one of the fallen cultivators and walked back towards Yu Shui Ting, who was still standing there stiffly.
Seeing him approach, Yu Shui Ting finally snapped back to reality.
She looked at the sword in Ye Anping’s hand with a face full of terror and instinctively took half a step back, but she didn’t turn and flee immediately.
Ye Anping stopped about ten feet away from her. Then, he formed a sword finger with his left hand and flicked it, taking out the storage bag of ‘Ye An’ from his storage bag and throwing it in front of Yu Shui Ting.
“Miss Yu, your cultivation partner Ye An died by my sword. What do you intend to do? All his belongings are in this storage bag, including the jade pendant you exchanged as a token of love.”
“… …”
Yu Shui Ting was slightly stunned. She looked down at the blood-stained storage bag lying at her feet. Her face instantly turned pale.
Ye Anping carefully observed her features and said coldly:
“If you wish to avenge him, I will give you the opportunity. Or, you can take this storage bag and leave, and I will let you go. You choose.”
“… …”
Yu Shui Ting’s lips parted slightly, and her body trembled with fear. She had just witnessed how easily Ye Anping had decapitated the four early Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators.
However, she had only seen their heads being severed. As for Ye Anping’s sword art or momentum, they were almost unattainable in her eyes.
Now, this person was giving her two choices.
Although it was presented as an opportunity for revenge, if she chose the former, she would end up like the others…
Yu Shui Ting swallowed hard and looked at the four grimacing heads lying around her. Her fear intensified.
However…
*Click——*
Yu Shui Ting clenched her teeth, took a deep breath, and directly drew her spirit sword from her storage bag, letting it hang down her right hand.
She gave a soft hum, sniffled, and looked up at Ye Anping.
“Mmm… sniff—”
Seeing her like this, Ye Anping sighed with some helplessness and regret.
He had actually hoped Yu Shui Ting would choose the latter and leave with the storage bag. That would have saved him trouble. But since Yu Shui Ting was determined to follow her lover in death, he wouldn’t stop or try to dissuade her.
“Have you made up your mind?”
Yu Shui Ting bit her lip, mustered her courage, and nodded.
“…Yes.”
“Hoo—Alright then,” Ye Anping let out a breath, his eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his spirit sword slightly in his right hand. “Come.”
Ye Anping, considering Yu Shui Ting was a young lady, decided not to prolong her suffering. He intended to end her with a swift decapitation, giving her a quick end.
However, just as he was about to swing his sword…
—“Wait, wait, wait!!!”
Feng Yu Die, leaning against a tree nearby, suddenly shouted, interrupting them. Both Ye Anping and Yu Shui Ting stopped what they were doing and turned to look at her.
Feng Yu Die, having overheard their conversation, had guessed what was happening. She quickly said:
“Young Master Ye, please wait a moment.”
“…You say.”
She pouted, looking at Yu Shui Ting.
“Miss Yu, please don’t be so disheartened. Life is precious~~ Cherish it. Just take the storage bag and leave. He said he’d let you go, and he will, Master Ye always keeps his word.”
“Ah…”
“Besides, it’s just one cultivation partner. If he’s dead, he’s dead. You can find another one later.”
?
Yu Shui Ting’s eyebrows knitted slightly, and she replied softly:
“Ye Jun said…”
Feng Yu Die quickly interrupted:
“Oh, a man’s mouth is the devil’s deception~ Don’t listen to his nonsensical promises. My Master once told me that men are fickle. Who knows, he might see someone prettier than you later and abandon you. You don’t need to throw away your life for a man, do you?”
“… …”
“Looking at you, are you doing this for spirit stones? How about I lend you some? I have hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, I can afford it. Just remember to repay me later. I won’t charge you interest, how about that?”
As the saying goes, first burst of enthusiasm, then a decline, and finally exhaustion.
Yu Shui Ting pouted. She had clearly been determined to die moments ago, but Feng Yu Die’s interruption had completely extinguished her courage to face death.
*Plop——*
The spirit sword she held in her right hand slipped and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Ye Anping sighed and sheathed his sword back into his storage bag.
“Take this storage bag and go.”
“… …”
Yu Shui Ting remained silent for a moment. She slowly crouched down, picked up ‘Ye An’s storage bag from the ground, looked at Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die, pursed her lips, and then turned and ran into the snow forest.
… …
