Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 147 The Lament of Fire

Yan Lingji breathed in the outside air again, but she didn't feel the taste of freedom. Instead, she truly felt the breath of death.

Several female soldiers tied her up and covered her head with a black cloth. Then they dragged her out of the cell. Yan Lingji didn't know where they were going, but she already had a bad feeling.

Having already been imprisoned, under what circumstances can one leave the prison? Either one regains freedom, or one is sent to the execution ground.

Considering the female soldiers' previous hostility, Yan Lingji dared not hope that her situation was the former; it could only be—

The thought of this possibility made Yan Lingji's heart sink. Death is the most terrifying thing in the world, but it is also the fairest thing. When death comes, all beings are equal.

Yan Lingji has killed many people. Ever since she awakened her special ability at the age of eight, she has been killing people. Over the years, she herself has lost count of how many people she has killed. As an assassin, she does not care about the lives of her targets, nor does she care about her own life. At least, that's what Yan Lingji herself thinks.

However, now that she was being led to the execution ground, Yan Lingji was afraid. She realized that she was not as brave and fearless as she thought, and she was terrified of death.

She used to think she didn't know why she lived, so she was not afraid of death. Yan Lingji took this reasoning for granted. But now, Yan Lingji realized that living doesn't need a reason at all. Living itself is the most beautiful thing in the world. On the contrary, death needs enough reasons to convince oneself and to overcome the fear of death.

However, Yan Lingji could not think of a reason to face death calmly.

Realizing her own cowardice and weakness, Yan Lingji felt ashamed and angry. She had never imagined that she would be so weak in the face of death, and she hated herself for it.

Yan Lingji suppressed her fear. Since death was inevitable, she would try her best to appear calm. She didn't want to die such a gruesome death.

Gradually, Yan Lingji's steps became firm, and her previous trembling and timidity turned into composure.

She wasn't unafraid of death, but she was able to overcome her fear of it.

The female soldiers escorting Yan Lingji also noticed the change in her. The initial jealousy and subsequent malice gradually disappeared, replaced by a sense of respect.

Not everyone can overcome their fear of death and maintain their composure in the face of death like Yan Lingji.

They believed that if they were in a different place, they would never be like Yan Lingji. Everyone is afraid of death, but women are even more afraid of death.

No wonder, no wonder the adults treat her differently; it seems she's more than just a pretty face. The three women thought at the same time.

The three of them were the three of the four beauties that Ji Wuye gave to Yang Che more than a year ago, before he left Xinzheng for Nanyang.

There were originally four of them, but Yingge didn't fit in with them. Over time, even though they often fought together and shared joys and sorrows, the relationship between the three of them and Yingge remained cold. The three of them would even team up to bully Yingge at special times.

Shared experiences, a common man, and the same enemy—after more than a year of brewing, the three women's relationship grew increasingly close. Though not blood sisters, they were closer than blood sisters.

Over the past year, Yang Che has also taught them martial arts. Of course, the martial arts that Yang Che taught were not the Heavenly Demon Art. Although Yang Che had mastered many martial arts because of the Heavenly Demon Strategy, he was not rich enough to casually teach the Heavenly Demon Art.

That would make the Heavenly Demon Art seem too cheap.

Even for Cai Die and the others from Zi Lan Xuan, Yang Che only taught them the physical form; the subsequent techniques were not something everyone was qualified to receive.

The Chao Nu Yao from the Han King's Palace only obtained the Body Form and Softness Techniques; if she wanted the subsequent techniques, she would naturally need to make an equivalent exchange.

Therefore, Yang Che only taught the women's section of the Su Nu Jing to the three women, which not only enhanced their charm but also allowed them to assist him in his cultivation, achieving two goals at once.

The three women were naturally unaware of this; all they knew was that their circumstances had completely changed since that night more than a year ago.

At first, they were simply pleasantly surprised that Yang Che was much younger than Ji Wuye and far more handsome. Serving such a nobleman was not a disservice to them. However, after entering the Sikong Mansion, they discovered that the surprises were not limited to that.

Overall, the three women have lived a very comfortable life over the past year, and they are completely devoted to Yang Che, their loyalty evident in their every move.

Correspondingly, the three women gained Yang Che's trust, whereas Yingge, who entered the Sikong Mansion with them, did not receive the same treatment.

Therefore, the plan targeting Yan Ling Ji will be carried out by the three of them.

Yan Lingji was unaware of all this; all she knew was that she was about to die, and she heard the clamor of voices in the square.

Murder is a terrifying thing, but for most people, it becomes a very interesting thing when the killer is not themselves or their relatives and friends.

Therefore, the area around the execution ground would be packed with people whenever a prisoner was to be beheaded, with many eager spectators vying to witness the bloodshed.

As Yan Lingji was escorted to the execution ground, she heard more sounds through the hood and even smelled the stench of blood.

"The criminal Zhang Wu, formerly the magistrate of Xingyang, embezzled military funds, abused his power to seize and illegally annex land, resulting in the deaths of five people. He is sentenced to beheading for multiple crimes and will be executed today." A voice entered Yan Lingji's ears, sending chills down her spine.

"Verify identity."

Immediately afterward, Yan Lingji heard a prisoner being led forward and then forced to kneel down with a thud.

"Sikong, spare me! Sikong, spare me!" Yan Lingji heard the miserable screams and felt even more agitated. She silently told herself: When it's my turn, I will definitely not be so miserable. I have been miserable enough over the years. I cannot be miserable in the last moments of my life.

"Slash." With the word "slash" rang out, Yan Lingji clearly heard the sound of the broadsword chopping through a neck, followed by a stench of blood.

A person's life has come to an end.

"The Baiyue demoness, whose name is unknown, assassinated the Nanyang military commander. Her crime is heinous, and she is sentenced to beheading."

The clear voice struck Yan Lingji's heart like a heavy hammer: "Is my life also coming to an end? How far will the blood spurting from my neck travel? Will it also be as brilliant as flames?"

Yan Lingji was pushed forward. This time, she did not struggle. However, when she was pushed to the execution platform, she broke free, but not to run away. Instead, she calmly stepped forward, knelt down gracefully, and pressed her slender neck against the wooden block.

She wouldn't allow Yan Lingji to be in such a sorry state.

The lingering smell of blood indicated that more than one person had died here, but the next one would be Yan Lingji.

The three women were all surprised to see Yan Lingji so composed, even elegant, in the face of death.

No wonder she's the woman the master has his eye on!