My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

"So all I could do was watch you, watch Meixiang kill my mother, and then force me to kill Old Wang."

"If I had shown the slightest reluctance back then, you would have killed me without hesitation. So I had no choice but to endure the humiliation, feign madness, and pretend I knew nothing!"

Upon hearing this, Chang Lian gave a bitter laugh and then coughed up blood repeatedly.

Song Yuntao is indeed a promising talent. He has grown to the point of being truly ruthless and cunning, and has actually achieved it!

Song Yuntao knew from the beginning that he would use his mother's death to force him to kill Wang Defa.

Moreover, Song Yuntao was very clever not to expose him; on the contrary, he even cooperated with his performance.

He knew that his mother would be killed by Meixiang, but he did nothing and pretended not to know.

He knew Wang Defa was innocent, but he still acted as if he had a deep hatred for him, killed Wang Defa, cut off his head, and chopped his body into pieces.

They create a false image of indignation, a hatred so intense that they cannot forgive their mother's killer, to deceive themselves.

From a certain perspective, he killed Song Yuntao's mother, and he also killed Wang Defa.

Song Yuntao has grown up, committing matricide and murder of his friends, becoming despicable, shameless, ruthless, and truly embodying the Machiavellian ruthlessness.

He raised a ruthless, mad dog himself, and he watched this mad dog grow up. He was the one who created him.

Then, after going around in circles, this mad dog bit him on the neck!

Song Yuntao looked at Chang Lian and laughed, "I've been waiting for this day. Usually, you're always surrounded by guards, making it difficult for me to make a move. Even if I did get the chance, I certainly wouldn't survive."

"So I wrote a letter to Qi Yu, telling him all about the plans you had made."

At this point, Chang Lian finally understood why Qi Yu had launched such a sudden attack, coinciding perfectly with the critical moment when he was preparing to gather the retainers of Xixiang to start an uprising.

It was all because Song Yuntao betrayed them!

So he was caught completely off guard!

"Brother Song, is it ready?"

A gentle voice came from the front of the carriage.

Chang Lian strained to see who it was, then shook his head with a wry smile.

He finally understood that, given Song Yuntao's despicable and shameless nature, how could he possibly give up all that wealth and glory to kill him?

To avenge his mother? Or to avenge his friend?

Not entirely!

The real reason is that he has already found a bigger patron, so he is no longer useful.

That's truly despicable, shameless, and incredibly ruthless!

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Chapter 101 Lingchi (Death by a Thousand Cuts)

Song Yuntao looked at Zhuang Zhihuan with gratitude and said sincerely, "Thank you, Brother Zhuang, for giving me the opportunity to kill my mother's killer. This person not only killed my mother, but also my best brother."

"If it weren't for Brother Zhuang's righteous help, I might never have been able to take revenge in this lifetime. Thank you, Brother Song!"

Song Yuntao's words were a mixture of truth and falsehood, portraying himself as a despicable villain who murdered his mother and friends, but as a powerless and weak person oppressed by Chang Lian, who could only watch as Chang Lian killed his mother and friends.

If one didn't know the inside story and Song Yuntao's character, one might actually believe his half-truthful words.

Then Zhuang Zhihuan actually believed it!

The letter was delivered to Qi Yu by him!

Otherwise, how could Song Yuntao have had the opportunity to write a letter to Qi Yu and then send it out while he was at the Chang residence?

Zhuang Zhihuan shook his head, glanced coldly at Chang Lian on the ground, and said, "It's a trivial matter! I despise this kind of despicable person more than anything else in my life!"

Chang Lian looked at the dark sky and no longer cared about what Song Yuntao was saying.

The sounds of horses' hooves and wheels turning filled the air; Song Yuntao and Zhuang Zhihuan were already gone.

Chang Lian collapsed on the muddy street, his consciousness gradually fading.

Before everything went completely blurry, a face appeared in my field of vision, obscuring the sky.

Chang Lian's lifeless eyes gradually regained a sliver of clarity as he looked down at Qi Yu, who was looking down at him.

"How about it? You got bitten to death by the dog you raised?" Qi Yu said with a smile.

Chang Lian looked at Qi Yu and said weakly, "Why do you dare to believe... believe Song Yuntao? Aren't you afraid this is a trap for me?"

“Even if it’s a trap, I’m not afraid, so I’ve come!” Qi Yu said with a smile.

Chang Lian didn't quite understand, then his eyes shifted slightly downwards, looking at Li Minghai behind Qi Yu, who was carrying a blood-stained cloth bag.

Looking at the cloth bag, Chang Lian's pupils contracted slightly, then he shook his head with a wry smile.

Because we have power, we are fearless!

One force can overcome ten techniques!

No matter how complex and ingenious the conspiracy, it is all insignificant in the face of absolute power.

I am not a martial artist, so I don't really understand the world of martial artists.

Was I really wrong to focus on conspiracies and schemes?

Chang Lian had no idea of ​​the answer, because the ice sword in Qi Yu's hand had already extinguished his last chance of survival.

"Old Li, I'm leaving the rest to you. I'm going to chase after Song Yuntao. Old Wang's tombstone needs his dog's head as an offering!" Qi Yu said indifferently.

Li Minghai felt a chill run down his spine and nodded respectfully.

Although it was dirty work, I didn't dare to say a word against it!

And since we've already done it once, we're not so resistant to doing it again now.

……

On the streets of the capital, a carriage was speeding out of the city.

The driver was a young man in white, who looked very refined and had a very peculiar aura; he was Zhuang Zhihuan.

Inside the carriage, Song Yuntao was holding a woman's already cold corpse.

The female corpse was none other than Meixiang!

The black blood flowing from Mei Xiang's mouth indicated that she had been poisoned.

Song Yuntao sat up straight, raised his hand, and used his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of Mei Xiang's mouth.

"Indeed, you look most beautiful when you're still, Meixiang!" After wiping her face, Song Yuntao looked at Meixiang's face and smiled sickly, completely intoxicated.

Although it was Chang Lian's order, it was indeed Mei Xiang who pushed him down the stone steps and killed him; Song Yuntao was also framed by her.

Even so, he still loved this woman.

Meixiang died because of love!

"Brother Song, we've left the city!" Zhuang Zhihuan's voice came from outside.

Just as Song Yuntao was about to say something, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Brother Zhuang?" Song Yuntao asked.

Zhuang Zhihuan did not answer. Song Yuntao frowned, then used his right hand to support himself on the wooden board and moved forward, finally lifting the carriage curtain.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you leaving?" Song Yuntao asked in surprise.

Zhuang Zhihuan did not answer, but looked ahead with a somewhat solemn expression.

Song Yuntao was somewhat surprised and looked ahead as well.

About fifty feet away, three figures stood in the middle of the road in a triangular formation.

At the very front was a woman in a long, purplish-red dress, covered by a thin veil, and because she was some distance away, it was impossible to see who she was.

Song Yuntao vaguely felt that the figure was somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he was.

"Don't get out of the car!"

Zhuang Zhihuan said this, then jumped off the carriage and walked towards the three men.

When he got within twenty feet, Zhuang Zhihuan stopped, looked at the woman in the purple-red dress at the front, frowned, and began to circulate his true energy.

He knew this person because he was the one that all the righteous people, including himself, wanted to kill!

Blood God Cult's Holy Maiden!

Rumor has it that she was already a grandmaster at the age of nineteen, a talent rarely seen throughout history, setting a new record for the lowest age to achieve the title of grandmaster.

Many teachers and elders in the academy lamented that such a genius was actually a demonic cultivator, what a pity!

Although he didn't know why she was there, since he had run into her, he had no choice but to fight to the death.

Su Yue's cold eyes reflected the carriage behind Zhuang Zhihuan, but she didn't even bother to glance at Zhuang Zhihuan.

"I'm not looking for you, get out of my way!" Zhen Qing stepped forward from behind Su Yue and scolded.

Zhuang Zhihuan remained unmoved and showed no sign of wavering.

Su Yue's eyes darted around, finally settling on Zhuang Zhihuan.

"I'm looking for Song Yuntao, not you. You have good talent, don't ruin your life!" Su Yue said indifferently.

Zhuang Zhihuan frowned, then, as if remembering something, his expression turned somewhat grim.

"Song Yuntao is an extremely important guest of our Qingyun Academy. We would never hand him over to your demonic sect!"

Su Yue glanced at Zhuang Zhihuan, then raised her hand and waved it lightly, as if wiping away some trash.

And it really is garbage!

Even though Zhuang Zhihuan was a second-rank official, in her eyes he was no different from trash.

boom!

The moment Su Yueyu waved her hand, Zhuang Zhihuan's body flew to the side, crashing through several large trees in the process.

"Holy Maiden, the Sect Leader has ordered that you must not take action unless absolutely necessary!" Han Xiaotian reminded her from the side.

Su Yue looked at the carriage and said indifferently, "Even if the sect leader himself came today, he couldn't stop me from killing him!"

Han Xiaotian sighed helplessly, knowing that nothing he said would make a difference.