Chapter 121: Senior Brother, Kill!
Two days later—
In the afternoon, Feng Yu Die sat in front of the dressing table in Xiao Yunluo’s bedroom, letting Xiao Yunluo do whatever she pleased with her face and hair.
“Senior Sister Xiao, make me look a bit more haggard, don’t let them see through it.”
“Got it!”
Xiao Yunluo was very helpless. She used the back of her hand to scoop out some pale-colored makeup powder and gently applied it to Feng Yu Die’s cheeks with a brush.
Under Xiao Yunluo’s makeup skills, Feng Yu Die soon appeared emaciated, as if her entire being had been hollowed out. Her eye sockets were sunken, and her cheekbones were prominent, making her look as if she had been suffering from a severe illness for many years.
Feng Yu Die picked up a bronze mirror and turned her head from side to side, quickly praising, “Senior Sister Xiao, you’re amazing…”
“What’s there to praise? It’s just a haggard makeup. Just use some black and white powders on your face.” Xiao Yunluo put down the brush and asked, “Why did you want me to make you look like this?”
“Hehe… This is called the ‘ostentatious soldier’s strategy’!”
“Ostentatious soldier’s strategy?”
Feng Yu Die rubbed her nose and explained, borrowing a flower to offer to Buddha: “The day before yesterday, didn’t I help you get rid of the Corpse Soul? Two days have passed, and I should be quite haggard. When I go to pick up Junior Sister Li later, that Demonic Cultivator will see me like this and will definitely think her Corpse Soul is still attached to me. This way, after the fight begins, she won’t pay attention to me, and I can launch a surprise attack. Hehe…”
Xiao Yunluo knitted her brows, understood her meaning, and asked, “Did Ye Anping ask you to do this?”
“Huh?”
“How would you notice such a detail?” Xiao Yunluo pouted and put her hands on her hips, laughing, “It must have been Ye Anping who reminded you.”
“…”
Feng Yu Die blinked. Was she that foolish in Xiao Yunluo’s eyes? She should have… thought of this herself.
Alright, she hadn’t thought of it. Xiao Tian had reminded her.
—”Yu Die, you have Xiao girl do your makeup later, then go find Miss Li.”
—”Huh? Makeup? Why makeup?”
—”That Wu Yue saw you infected with the Corpse Soul and yet acting like nothing happened, she’ll definitely be suspicious of what you did and become vigilant. She is, after all, a Core Formation Stage Ghost Cultivator. If you can’t surprise her with a sneak attack, it will be very troublesome.”
Feng Yu Die didn’t say much more. Shrugging slightly, she stood up, picked up her Storage Bag, and checked it.
“Pills… Talisman Scripts… Hmm, all prepared. Senior Sister Xiao, be careful while I’m gone. Don’t let other Demonic Cultivators take advantage of any loopholes.”
“I know!”
Xiao Yunluo frowned, then made a Sword Finger gesture and took out a bottle of pills from her Storage Bag, handing it over.
“Here.”
“What kind of pills are these?” Feng Yu Die twisted her brow, took the bottle, and unscrewed the cap to take a look. “So dark… and smells so bad.”
“Soul Shocking Pill. It’s a kind of pill that’s particularly effective against the Corpse Souls raised by Ghost Cultivators. I bought it from the outer region of Chi Long Mansion before. It was quite expensive.”
“How much?”
“I bought two hundred pills for a total of ten thousand Spirit Stones. Here are twenty.”
“Fifty Spirit Stones each?!” Feng Yu Die’s eyes widened, she looked at the pills in her hand in disbelief. “At this price, you could buy a top-grade Spirit Gathering Pill. These pills are that expensive?”
“Not many people buy them, and they are difficult to preserve.” Xiao Yunluo spread her hands and said, “But they are indeed quite dark. I remember in the Xuan Xing Sect’s Pill Room, you could buy a bottle of this pill for fifty Spirit Stones.”
“Hmph… Greedy merchants…”
Feng Yu Die pouted, put the pills into her Storage Bag, and cupped her hands, saying, “Then I’m leaving. Senior Sister Xiao, see you tonight.”
“Be… be careful.”
“Hehe… Senior Sister Xiao, you’re worried about me~~”
Xiao Yunluo rolled her eyes at her, crossed her arms, and turned her head away: “I asked you to tell Ye Anping to be careful! Who would care about you, you Second Idiot! Humph!”
“Hehe…”
Feng Yu Die chuckled ambiguously and didn’t say anything further. Carrying her sword, she pushed open the door and hurried towards Li Longling’s residence.
She walked along the path in Chi Long Inner Mansion for a while, winding through three small courtyards, and then arrived in front of the pavilion where Li Longling lived.
She asked the maidservant guarding the door to announce her. A short while later, Li Longling, dressed in a black Robe, hurried out. Wu Yue was also by her side.
Wu Yue walked up to Feng Yu Die, glanced at her complexion, and couldn’t help but curl her lips slightly. She kindly asked, “Miss Feng, why do you look so unwell?”
“Ah…” Feng Yu Die immediately adopted a dramatic persona, clutching her mouth and coughing twice, replying weakly, “Cough, cough— I seem to have caught a summer cold. I didn’t sleep well yesterday and the day before, and my head is dizzy.”
Upon hearing this, Li Longling’s expression tensed, and she quickly asked, “Then, Senior Sister Feng, why don’t you go back to your room to rest? I’ll have the mansion’s doctor come and take a look at you later.”
“Cough, cough… It’s fine. My junior brother doesn’t know you, so I have to go.”
Feng Yu Die quickly took a deep breath, stepped forward, put her arm around Li Longling’s waist, and then summoned her Flying Sword and stepped onto it.
“Junior Sister Li, it might be inconvenient for you if I carry you while flying, right?”
“Ah… Senior Sister Feng, your voice sounds so hoarse. I can ask Wu Yue to…”
“It’s fine, I’ll carry you.” Feng Yu Die grinned, “Carrying a beautiful woman, perhaps I’ll feel better later.”
“…”
Li Longling wasn’t sure how to respond, but she didn’t say anything. After a soft agreement, she let Feng Yu Die pick her up in a princess carry.
“Wu Yue, keep up.”
“Yes, Miss.”
Wu Yue cupped her hands in a salute, then summoned her own Flying Sword and stepped onto it.
The three of them, two swords, took to the sky, flying in a straight line towards Sanhe Lake outside Du Chun City. Xiao Tian also quickly emerged from Feng Yu Die’s Soul Realm and sat on her shoulder, silently fixating on Wu Yue’s actions, preventing her from attacking Feng Yu Die while they were flying.
After approximately two quarters of an hour of flying, the three landed beside a calm lake. Li Longling seemed unfamiliar with the forest. After stepping down from Feng Yu Die’s embrace, she nervously clutched her sleeve.
“Senior Sister Feng, have we arrived?”
“He’s in the pavilion up ahead. My junior brother is waiting there.”
“I see…”
Li Longling pursed her lips and slowly nodded. Then, with Feng Yu Die’s support, she slowly walked into a lakeside pavilion not far ahead.
Ye Anping was sitting alone in the pavilion. Seeing Feng Yu Die and the others approach, he stood up with a smile and cupped his hands in a greeting: “Young Master Li, I am Ye Anping. Please, come into the pavilion and let us chat.”
Hearing a youthful voice, Li Longling was somewhat surprised. She had previously imagined him to be a mature man. However, she immediately cupped her hands and replied to the direction of the voice: “Senior Ye is too kind.”
While the two were speaking, Feng Yu Die, standing beside Wu Yue, desperately signaled Ye Anping with her eyes: “Can I attack? When should I attack? Now?”
Seeing her haggard makeup, Ye Anping was momentarily confused as to why she had applied it. But after thinking about it, he quickly came up with some guesses. It seemed she had already clashed with Wu Yue.
“She’s quite smart, not embarrassing me…” Ye Anping sighed softly and shook his head. “Wait!”
Feng Yu Die blinked in response: “Got it!”
After Wu Yue and Li Longling entered the pavilion, Ye Anping voluntarily poured a cup of tea for Li Longling, then said, “Young Master Li, I’ll get straight to the point.”
“Yes, Senior Ye, please speak. Why did you invite me here?”
“Simply to have a cup of tea with you.”
Hearing this, Li Longling was slightly dazed and tilted her head: “A cup of tea? But… Senior Sister Feng said you…”
“Young Master Li, forgive me.”
“Huh?”
Ye Anping suddenly reached out, crossed the stone table in front of him, grabbed her shoulder, and forced her up from the stone stool, shouting, “Kill!”
Almost the moment he uttered the word, Feng Yu Die, holding her Spirit Sword, was already flanking Wu Yue.
“I’ve been waiting for that word!!”
Wu Yue was completely caught off guard by what had happened and couldn’t react for a moment.
“What?!”
And in that instant.
Swish—
A sword wind suddenly arose in the pavilion, like an evil dragon raising its head!
