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Chapter 385 Xie Mingshu's Trump Card
Qin Su looked at the scene before her, her face full of confusion: "Why is she here... Wait, I understand!"

Qin Su suddenly realized.

Xie Mingshu's initial cooperation request was for Chu Lu to create an environment where she and Fei Wu could be alone without any other interference.

And hasn't this condition already been met?
"No wonder you said everything was ready!" Qin Su suddenly realized, then couldn't help but complain, "Chu Lu, are you bored? Why did you lie to me! You said before that you wouldn't team up with her!"

Chu Lu didn't speak, he just stared ahead.

Ahead, Fei Wu sized up Xie Mingshu, the surprise on her face quickly fading, leaving only her usual calm and disdain. She chuckled, "How strange, I never expected to see you here. I stabbed you so deeply back then, how did you survive? Who helped you?"

"You don't deserve to know these things." A chilling aura emanated from Xie Mingshu's voice, like a white mist. "All you need to know is that I'm here to kill you."

"Kill me? Hahaha." Fei Wu laughed so hard she nearly fell over, her beauty breathtaking. "You? Baby, are you out of your mind?"

Xie Mingshu did not answer, but instead took out a palm-sized wooden carving from her bosom. It was a cage containing a doll.

Fei Wu stared at the wooden sculpture, a strong sense of unease suddenly rising within her. The smile vanished instantly, and she demanded sharply, "What is that? Give it to me!"

Xie Mingshu ignored it and instead bit her fingertip, smearing a drop of blood onto the wooden cage.

Seeing that the other party dared not answer her, Fei Wu's face turned cold, and her eyes flashed with murderous intent.

She instantly closed in and struck Xie Mingshu in the face with a palm strike. Her movements were still clumsy and amateurish, but the force was still terrifying.

However, Xie Mingshu remained completely calm. She was prepared and took a small step back before Fei Wu could make her move.

Although it was only a tiny bit earlier or a tiny step back, that slight deviation allowed her to successfully dodge it.

Fei Wu missed her first attack, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, before her offensive became even more ferocious.

Xie Mingshu dodged them all. Her movements weren't fast, but it was as if she could foresee the future, always able to act one step ahead of Fei Wu, precisely dodging into Fei Wu's blind spots, like a precise machine.

As Xie Mingshu dodged Fei Wu's grabbing hand, memories of the past suddenly surfaced in her mind.

In a place resembling an underground parking garage, Shen Miaomiao held the wooden carving and said to her, "Although Fei Wu has deviated from her original novel, those original character limitations still exist. This is her biggest weakness, and also your only chance."

Fei Wu, unable to break through after a long attack, gradually grew impatient. She reached up to the sky, and a long sword inexplicably appeared in her hand.

She swung her sword suddenly, and the blade flashed, almost piercing through the heavens and earth.

Instead of retreating, Xie Mingshu advanced, ducking behind Fei Wu to avoid the blade. At the same time, the wooden cage in her hand grew even darker, the drop of blood rapidly seeping into the wood.

Shen Miaomiao's words continued in her mind: "Fei Wu is the female protagonist of a quick transmigration novel that uses the infinite flow setting. In her original work, there is still a main god, as well as the restrictions that the main god set to restrain her. At the beginning of the original work, she was stripped of all her power and imprisoned in the punishment prison by the main god for sexually harassing him."

Fei Wu's anger grew stronger; she hadn't expected a mere mortal to dodge so many of her attacks. She stomped her foot hard on the ground, and the ground immediately collapsed outwards from her.

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

However, Xie Mingshu seemed to have anticipated this. The moment the ground cracked, she suddenly pushed off the ground and leaped high backward, avoiding the collapsed area.

As she landed again, the wooden sculpture finally drained its blood.

"This item has only one purpose: to reactivate her settings and recreate the God's punishment on her. Once successful, all her power will be stripped away."

The wooden cage suddenly emitted an eerie dark light in the next instant!

Fei Wu's expression turned slightly solemn, and the ominous feeling in her heart reached its peak. Just as she was about to back away, she saw illusory chains formed from dark light emerge from the shadow beneath her feet and coil around her limbs like venomous snakes.

Fei Wu instinctively tried to break free, but the chains suddenly tightened.

"Ugh!" Fei Wu let out a painful groan. A strong sense of weakness instantly spread throughout her body. She felt as if she had suddenly fallen seriously ill. Her whole body was weak and sore, and she knelt heavily on the ground!

Although the female protagonist's halo still shines, her unreasonable power has disappeared.

"What is this?!" Fei Wu asked in alarm.

Xie Mingshu slowly got up from the ground, panting heavily, her eyes burning with a frenzied joy.

"Ha, ha... hahahaha!" She first chuckled softly, then her laughter grew louder and louder, finally turning into hysterical maniacal laughter. "I did it! I did it!"

Fei Wu looked at Xie Mingshu in shock and fear, but her tone remained arrogant: "What did you do to me! Explain yourself! What did you do!"

Xie Mingzhu did not answer, nor was she interested in answering; at that moment, she had only one thought in her mind.

She walked step by step toward Fei Wu, watching her once godlike and superior enemy kneeling on the ground in such a wretched state, her voice trembling and almost sobbing: "You never expected this, did you? This day has come! The person you used to torment at will has now defeated you!"

Xie Mingshu drew a small knife from her waist; it was the very same knife she had used to assassinate Fei Wu. She had treasured it ever since and never parted with it.

"I've waited too long for this moment!" Her eyes burned with a deep-seated hatred that even the most powerful rivers and lakes couldn't wash away. "The moment of revenge has finally arrived!"

Beside the ruins of the dilapidated temple, Qin Su watched this scene with a face full of joy: "She succeeded! She really succeeded!"

Chu Lu frowned as he looked at the subdued Fei Wu and asked, "Qin Su, do you know what she did? Why can't Fei Wu move?"

Qin Su immediately explained, "It's probably something you can tell. It's probably because Fei Wu's character has a setting that suppresses her own power, so Xie Mingshu used that wooden carving to trigger this setting."

"I see." Chu Lu then asked, "So what's the origin of that prop she used? Do you recognize it?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Su looked at the wooden carving in Xie Mingshu's hand, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes. She felt that the thing was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

“I’m not quite sure.” Then she waved her hand. “But that’s not important! Fei Wu is already doomed to lose, that’s the most important thing, everything else is secondary.”

As she spoke, Qin Su turned her gaze forward again.

At this moment, Xie Mingshu had already walked up to Fei Wu.

The flames of revenge danced wildly in her eyes, reflecting on Fei Wu's beautiful face. She raised the small knife high in her hand, and the blood and tears of two lifetimes etched themselves onto her cheeks.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the knife that was about to fall.

The next moment, Xie Mingshu's loud roar broke the silence, and she plunged the knife into Fei Wu's heart!
However, just as the cold blade was about to touch the fabric...

A hand, a hand that should have been firmly bound by chains, suddenly rose up and precisely caught her wrist as she swung it down!
hum!
Xie Mingshu felt an irresistible force surge through her; the thunderous strike, imbued with all her hatred, was effortlessly halted in mid-air. The blade of the dagger was only a hair's breadth away from Fei Wu's chest.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

The ferocious resentment on Xie Mingshu's face froze. She desperately tried to pull her hand back, but found that her wrist was as if it were welded to her by iron clamps, and she couldn't move it at all.

She looked at Fei Wu in shock.

The chains that were wrapped around Fei Wu now seemed to have become insignificant decorations.

In Xie Mingshu's pupils, which had contracted in fear, Fei Wu slowly raised her head. There was no trace of dishevelment on her face, only a lazy boredom from having had her fill of playing.

She sighed softly.

“Alright,” the voice said, still charming, still playful and arrogant, “I’ve had enough of this act.”

(End of this chapter)