Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 122 Beauty's Tears

Song Xinci was known for his ruthlessness and never showed mercy. With one sword strike, he sealed Nian Nujiao's heart meridians, then broke free from the soul-binding threads and tapped the charming woman several times, sealing her spiritual energy.

The situation suddenly reversed. Poor Nian Nujiao became a prisoner just after she said a few harsh words. She collapsed to the ground powerlessly and could only barely hold up her upper body.

“Song Xinci, you have such a cruel heart!”

"In terms of cruelty, I am far inferior to you." The jade-white skirt on Song Xinci's body had been torn to pieces by her spiritual power, so she picked up her previous clothes and put them on casually.

She said, "If I really get hurt and you kill me with the soul-binding silk, you can just put the blame on the embroiderer who sews my clothes. From then on, you will be the sole ruler of Sword Burial Valley."

Song Xinci noticed something was wrong with Nian Nujiao and suddenly drew her sword again, severing her tendons in her hands and feet. "You're still not being honest even when you're about to die?"

Nian Nujiao had completely lost all hope of turning things around, and could only plead pitifully, "When you first came to Sword Burial Valley, you were so young, and I was the one who taught you swordplay and painted your eyebrows. Do you really not care about the past anymore?"

"I would like to ask you, when did you become entangled with Futian Pavilion, and why did you reveal the news of my heart training."

"Xinci, believe me, I never meant to hurt you."

Song Xinci wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She hadn't been poisoned to begin with, and the blood she'd vomited was just an illusion. She straightened her appearance and transformed herself back into the cold, emotionless woman she once was.

She said, "It's okay if you don't want to tell the truth. I'll kill you later and search your soul, and I'll naturally know the answer."

Nian Nujiao's eyes were filled with tears: "Really... so heartless?"

Song Xinci casually grabbed a chair, sat down and said, "There's something I've always been very curious about. When King Ji Le wanted to kill me, he was open and aboveboard. When Meng Fan wanted to harm me, he kept saying it was all for my own good. And when you wanted to harm me, you didn't even hesitate at all.

"Why is it that when I want to kill you, you all accuse me of being heartless?"

Tears welled up in Nian Nujiao's eyes, and were about to fall. She said, "I'm different from them. I truly loved you and took care of you. I haven't had children for so many years, and I've always treated you and Zhuque as my own."

"The more you plead for mercy now, the more cruel it will seem that you want to harm me."

"Then what should I do so that you can forgive me?"

After hearing these words, Song Xinci couldn't help but sneered: "You wanted to kill me just now, but now you want me to forgive you, it's really ridiculous."

Nian Nujiao's eyes welled up with tears: "You think it's funny, but I just feel pathetic."

As she spoke, tears were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

However, at this moment, Song Xinci suddenly took action, "pinched" the teardrop in mid-air, wrapped it layer by layer with spiritual power, and then led it in front of him.

She sighed, "First the Soul-Entangled Silk, then the Beauty's Tears. You really... want me to die."

Song Xinci casually flicked the teardrop out of the window, and it hit a century-old tree outside the house, which exploded instantly. All living things within a radius of several feet began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What a cruel method, she intends to die together with them.

"But now that you've resorted to such tactics, it means you don't want to live anymore, right?"

As Nian Nujiao shed the poisonous tear from her eye, her own eye sockets suddenly began to become bloodshot, and then two lines of blood and tears oozed out.

Beauty's Tears is such a strange poison. Normally, the poison is planted in one's eyes, and there is no warning when it is unleashed.

However, Nian Nujiao's spiritual power was sealed at the moment, and she had no resistance to the poison. Using this poison was tantamount to suicide.

The peony-like beauty looked utterly disheveled, like a delicate flower ravaged by a violent storm. She sighed, "Why do you, mother and daughter, refuse the blessing that has been granted?" Song Xinci remembered Nian Nujiao's kindness to her and decided not to add insult to injury. She patiently asked, "What blessing?"

"Yi Tianxing loves your mother, and he might also like you. Why don't you feel grateful, but instead refuse?"

"Whoever you admire should admire you. There is no such thing as this in the world."

These words broke down Nian Nujiao's last layer of defense. "Yes, you are right, you are right..."

She suddenly changed the subject and said viciously, "But if one day, the person you love doesn't love you back, what will you do? Give up everything and abandon yourself like your mother?!"

Song Xinci said calmly: "I am not Qiu Qinglian, even though you think I should be her."

Having said this, she suddenly felt a little bored.

As for why Nian Nujiao joined Futian Pavilion and how much she had done to harm the Burial Sword Valley over the years, Song Xinci had completely lost interest.

She was just curious. Why would someone who had been so good to her turn around and team up with others to kill her?
Can people really change their minds as easily as turning the pages of a book?

She couldn't bear to use soul-searching on Nian Nujiao, and it was the biggest concession she could make out of their past friendship.

The next moment, Rao Zhirou slashed with a sword, and Nian Nujiao died there.

Song Xinci couldn't bear to watch the woman die, but she still felt something strange. She saw a soul floating up from her body, then a strange talisman emerged, and then immediately disappeared without a trace.

"There's a back-up plan?"

Song Xinci immediately recognized that the talisman was a restriction. Once someone tried to use the soul-searching method on Nian Nujiao, it would immediately take effect, detonating all the spiritual power and divine consciousness in the body and sacrificing the soul as the final counterattack.

That fatal blow was extremely powerful. Although it could not kill Song Xinci, who was in the Hedao realm, it could definitely seriously injure him.

Futian Pavilion, Nian Nujiao, is simply too cruel to be reasonable.

A figure hurried over outside the house. It was Suzaku with a worried look on his face.

She rushed into the house and was relieved to see that Song Xinci was safe and sound, but she couldn't help feeling sad when she saw Nian Nujiao's body.

Zhuque wanted to close his master's eyes, but Song Xinci stopped him: "Don't touch her for now."

"She...really betrayed the young lady?"

"Yes."

"Why on earth would she do that?"

"Because of jealousy, she loves Yi Tianxing but he doesn't love her."

"I can't understand why she would be jealous for so many years just because of a man who didn't love her."

Song Xinci looked at Zhuque and suddenly asked, "If Yun Yi doesn't like you, maybe one day you will understand Nian Nujiao."

Zhuque was stunned at first, but then he mustered up the courage to say, "I like him, it's my own business. It has nothing to do with who he likes."

The two women looked at each other, and the atmosphere was strange. After a moment, Song Xinci suddenly seemed to lose her temper and said with a wry smile, "How could he not like you? He accepted the amulet you gave him without even thinking about it.

　I'm a bit busy at the end of the year, so today I have 4,000 words. Thank you everyone~~
　　
　
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