The Eternal Calamity of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 231 Witch
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the mottled city walls of the ancient city a dark gold.

After bidding farewell to Shi Hao, Chen Wu entered the city first.

Here, the noise of people is deafening, with shouts of vendors and haggling mingling together, creating an exceptionally noisy atmosphere that almost seems to lift the twilight from the dome.

In fact, this is not a real borderland imperial city, but the place where the descendants of those peerless masters originally lived. It was only later that it developed into a giant city. There are some similar cities in the vast no-man's-land.

Chen Wu walked along the long street on the cracked bluestone slabs, his clothes brushing against the newly grown wild grass in the cracks between the bricks, seemingly wandering aimlessly.

Soon, a voice as clear as a spring suddenly rang out.
"This young master looks strangely familiar?"

Following the sound, a graceful figure slowly approached, her steps elegant and lithe.

Her skin was as white as jade, her hair as black as ink, and every smile and frown of hers was captivating.

"What is it?" Chen Wu asked without changing his expression.

If Shi Hao were present, he would have recognized the newcomer immediately as the successor of the Jietian Sect: the Witch.

Like Shi Hao, the witch also underwent the test of the Heavenly God Academy. Only those who successfully reached the Borderland Imperial City were qualified to join it.

However, she was much luckier, as there happened to be a teleportation array at her starting point, which took her directly to this ancient city.

"Young master, I'm sorry, I made a mistake and mistook you for someone else."

The witch chuckled softly, her hair fluttering in the breeze, her pupils like black gemstones, ethereal and otherworldly, like a fairy dancing under the moon.

"It's nothing. If there's something wrong with my eyes, a beating will fix it," Chen Wu said calmly.

The moment the words left her mouth, a look of surprise appeared on the witch's face, and she immediately glanced at Chen Wu with some astonishment.

She had sensed Shi Hao's aura on the latter and mistakenly thought it was the little thief she remembered, so she tested him. However, she did not expect him to act so unpredictably.

Thinking of this, the witch couldn't help but tease, "You really have a funny way of talking."

Chen Wu did not respond to this, but he did not stop walking.

After the two passed each other, he looked down at the jade hairpin that had suddenly appeared in his palm.

[What a masterful act of orchestrating and framing someone!]

Chen Wu's lips curled up slightly. In the brief moment when they brushed past each other, he deliberately let his guard down and pretended not to know anything.

As expected, the other party fell for the trick, their fingertips flitting silently across his sleeve like butterfly wings.

[She's truly a bright but thorny rose; she suffered a slight verbal sparring match, and immediately sought revenge.]

[Will it be time for the thief to cry "stop thief!" next?] Chen Wu thought to himself.

"Wait, I remember now, I didn't mistake you for someone else!"

The witch suddenly called out to him.

"A few days ago, we lost a magical artifact, a jade hairpin, which is a treasure of our sect."

At this moment, the witch's beautiful eyes sparkled, her face beaming with smiles, but a hint of ill intent lingered between her brows.

"I just sensed a familiar aura emanating from you. Could you be the little thief who stole my magical artifact?"

From "Young Master" to "You," to "Your Excellency," and then to "Little Thief," the form of address changed constantly, and the attitude gradually became colder.

As she spoke, the witch's gaze remained fixed on the hand Chen Wu was holding, as if she had succeeded in her evil scheme.

She had a special connection with the jade hairpin, which couldn't be blocked even when she entered the cave. She just didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly.

"Why don't you open it and let me see? Do you have something to hide?" the witch said rudely.

"Oh, are you talking about this hairpin?"

Chen Wu sighed softly, and then, to her expectation, reluctantly opened his hands.

"Hehe, that's right. If I have falsely accused you, I will naturally apologize. I will not let you suffer any injustice." Before she finished speaking, the witch's smile suddenly froze and stood still.

As it turned out, following her gaze, three jade hairpins appeared in Chen Wu's palm. Apart from the different materials, they all looked exactly the same.

"How can this be?"

The witch's eyes widened, her mouth formed an "O" shape, and her face was full of disbelief.

She could see clearly that the runes on the jade hairpin were indeed from the Jietian Sect, and could not be faked.

Strangely, the other two hairpins also emitted a special sensation, and even she herself couldn't tell the difference between the real and fake ones.

At the same time, Chen Wu's voice began to quietly echo in her ears.
"Young little witch, which one did you lose: this golden hairpin? Or this silver hairpin? Or this last jade hairpin?"

"who are you?"

Upon hearing this, the witch immediately became alert and on high alert, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Having reached this point, how could she not know that the young man before her had far surpassed her imagination?

It's unbelievable! I only wanted to teach the other party a small lesson, but I unexpectedly offended a powerful figure.

Was he coming for me? Or was his target the Jie Tian Cult behind it?

In a flash, the witch quickly reviewed her recent actions in her mind. Only after confirming there were no oversights did she regain her composure and smile:
"I apologize. As the Holy Maiden of the Jietian Sect, I was blind and offended you, senior. I hope you will forgive me if I have offended you. I have already informed my sect, and they will provide compensation that will satisfy you."

"What a witch! She's so shrewd and worldly-wise. No wonder your sect lets you travel alone."

Chen Wu glanced at her, then said slowly, "Three hairpins, choose one. I can't keep carrying the name of a thief."

"Senior is too kind. I suddenly remembered that I don't think I've lost anything, and the Jietian Sect is not short of treasures," the witch said with a smile, her pearly teeth sparkling and her red lips vibrant.

“I said you can choose!” Chen Wu said calmly.

"Why would a senior like you have to compete with a weak woman like me?"

Seeing that the name of the Jietian Sect was useless, the witch felt a chill and simply changed her expression. Her eyes flickered, and in the blink of an eye, she became charming and pitiful.

This trick seemed to work, so Chen Wuzhen put away the three jade hairpins.

However, before the witch could even breathe a sigh of relief, the latter's words made her expression change instantly.

"I've never seen a donkey so eager to improve. Before even starting work, it proactively offers things," Chen Wu said meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, the witch immediately dropped all her disguises.

"Senior, do you really want to offend my Jietian Sect?" she questioned, her gaze icy, like the sharp edge of a sword dipped into a cold pool.

Chen Wu said to himself, "The Intercepting Heaven Sect? This lineage has a connection with me, how can you say I've offended it?"

"Hehe, you don't mean to say you're some reclusive elder of the Jietian Sect who roams freely in the world, do you?" The witch tilted her head to examine the person in front of her, her almond-shaped eyes gleaming with a blood-red light.

The next moment, the words came to an abrupt halt.

Suddenly, a crimson light appeared on Chen Wu's fingertip, and then the void was torn open like a sheet of rice paper. Blood-red runes stretched and grew in the twilight, transforming into a crescent moon hanging over the city wall.

Even more frightening is that, without anyone noticing, the once bustling and lively streets suddenly became deserted, and not a single passerby could be seen.

"Impossible, how could you know the Heaven-Severing Technique?" The witch staggered back half a step.

call out!
She decisively took the initiative, and as she raised her hand, all ten slender fingers glowed, emitting beams of divine light.

Chen Wu flipped his hand and pressed down, and suddenly ripples appeared in the void, causing the entire ancient city's streets and alleys to flip as if they were mirrors.

The witch only saw countless versions of herself performing the Heaven-Severing Technique in overlapping time and space, while the person opposite her always stood in the original position, without even the wrinkles in the hem of his clothes changing.

"This is impossible!" The witch's pupils shrank, and her voice trembled.

(End of this chapter)