Can't a girl be a traitor like Cao Cao?

“Your Holiness, this is your subordinate, Jade Rakshasa.”

A respectful female voice came from inside the door.

Wenren Xuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking that it was indeed Ye Qiancao.

Then he opened the door and let the Jade Rakshasa in.

Upon seeing Wenren Xuan and Chi Junlin, Yu Luosha immediately bowed respectfully to them.

Wenren Xuan frowned and said, "What are you doing at the Saintess Pavilion? Don't you know things are tense these days?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Luosha looked nervous and immediately said, "I know this trip is somewhat risky, but there is something I cannot make a decision on my own, so I have no choice but to risk coming to deliver this message."

"what's up?"

"Just now when I was in the Pleasure Cave, the woman in black who had come to see me before came again. She asked me to deliver a letter to the Holy Maiden, and said that this letter was related to the survival of the Demonic Sect, and that the Holy Maiden and the Great Protector should not read the whole letter before making a decision."

After saying this, Yu Luosha solemnly took out the letter she kept close to her body from her personal clothing and handed it to Wenren Xuan.

Upon seeing this, Wenren Xuan opened the letter and read it with Chi Junlin.

After reading it, I was shocked.

Because this letter only contained a very simple sentence.

The "hand" can be obtained from the Ghost Dancer in the Xuan Yin Sect.

Upon seeing the letter, Wenren Xuan and Chi Junlin exchanged a glance, both understanding what the other was thinking.

It seems that Ye Qiancao was very clear about what the two were doing at this moment, and also knew that what they were missing was Lan Gexing's hand bone, so she left this letter to remind them of the location of the remains.

But what is Ye Qiancao's purpose?

If you have something you want to tell them, why not say it to their faces instead of using this method?

Just as I was pondering this question, I suddenly heard footsteps at the door, as if someone had arrived at the entrance of the Saintess's Chamber.

"Your Holiness? Are you inside?"

The speaker was a woman, and her voice sounded like that of a mysterious woman who had previously served under the Ghost Dancer.

Wenren Xuan and Chi Junlin exchanged a glance. After receiving her instruction, Wenren Xuan cleared his throat and asked, "What is it?"

The mysterious woman outside the door respectfully said, "Lady Ghost Dancer wishes to invite the Holy Maiden and the Guardian to a banquet. Would you do her the honor?"

Wenren Xuan did not reply with whether she would go or not, but simply said, "I understand."

So the goddess bowed outside the door, then turned and left.

After Xuan Nu left, Wenren Xuan asked Chi Junlin, "What should we do? Go or not?"

Chi Junlin pondered for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his face.

He continued, "Of course we have to go. Otherwise, how would we get Lan Gexing's remaining hand?"

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At the same time, Chi Junlin and Wenren Xuan were studying the scroll hidden among Lan Gexing's remains in the Saintess Pavilion.

On the other side, near the Huanxi Sect's sacred altar.

Hu Shengyi, still wearing her pointed hat, was looking in the direction of the Saintess Pavilion, slightly lost in thought.

A light, cool drizzle.

He had been watching this place for a long time.

It was as if they wanted to remember this moment forever.

"Today, my hands tremble... Today, my heart aches... Why does God have to inflict this pain on me... What did I do wrong..."

As he murmured softly, the hat on his head slipped gently off.

Then I saw the Mediterranean Sea, which had been bald by the Red Emperor.

"Your Holiness...I...I..."

At this moment, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and he knelt down and cried loudly.

"Oh dear—Your Holiness!"

I really love you so much!

Why...why would you do this to me? Waaah—

"Eek—"

The cries echoed far and wide, accompanied by the cold drizzle.

Meanwhile, the Joyful Clan, who were hiding in the shadows, looked at the Vice Sect Master with expressions of regret.

I don't know who couldn't hold back.

I burst out laughing.

Chapter 368 If you can't do it, then it's useless.

Hearing laughter behind him, Hu Shengyi's face darkened, and he suddenly turned around.

"Who! Who's laughing?"

Faced with the sudden appearance of the Mediterranean Sea, all the disciples of the Joyful Sect showed solemn expressions.

"Sir, you misheard. No one is laughing."

Upon hearing this, Hu Shengyi's face contorted into a ferocious expression, as if she were gritting her teeth.

"You won't talk? You can forget about it..."

Before he could finish speaking, a disciple emerged from the cave hall and quickly approached Hu Shengyi, saying, "Vice Sect Master, Lady Chiyingluo requests your presence!"

Hu Shengyi's expression stiffened for a moment, then he quickly adjusted his breathing and said with a gloomy face, "Lead the way."

Having said that, he followed the disciple and soon entered the hall, arriving at the depths of the cave.

After bowing to Hu Shengyi, the disciple immediately took his leave.

At that moment, Hu Shengyi saw two corpses placed on the altar in front of him.

One body was dressed in colorful clothes, its chest pierced through. The other body was robust, its head severed.

These were naturally the corpses of Sangpo and the Piper who had died in the Underworld Palace.

At this moment, Chi Yingluo stood beside Sangpo's corpse, her face filled with sorrow as she gazed at Sangpo's head with pity.

Her eyes seemed to hold a deep sorrow for the deceased as she gently cradled Sangpo's head.

With a strange longing and affection, it gently kissed the head.

This scene felt strange and uncomfortable, and only Hu Shengyi saw it.

Even Hu Shengyi felt that Chi Yingluo was a strange and incomprehensible woman.

However, he still walked over and respectfully said to Elder Chi Yingluo, "Greetings, Elder Chi Yingluo."

Chi Yingluo slowly lowered Sangpo's head, then turned her head and looked down at Hu Shengyi with a compassionate gaze.

Although the woman had a pure and beautiful face, her eyes still sent chills down Hu Shengyi's spine.

Hu Shengyi didn't quite understand why her master valued this woman so much that over the years, she had to rely on the necklace to convey what she wanted to say to her master.

If it weren't for his appearance in front of the Pleasure Cave last time, everyone in Yindu would probably have thought that Zizaitian was dead.

Just as she was thinking about these things, Chi Yingluo suddenly lowered her head and said to Hu Shengyi, "Stand closer so I can take a look."

Although Hu Shengyi found it strange, she still followed his instructions and walked to the altar.

Holding the necklace, she stretched out her hands, her slender fingers suddenly extending to support Hu Shengyi's cheeks.

He then nodded and said, "Hmm...it has indeed grown quite a bit. Compared to when it was planted, it's already quite lush..."

Hu Shengyi didn't understand what "holding a jeweled necklace" referred to, but upon closer inspection, the holy and beautiful face of the person holding the jeweled necklace was indeed exceptionally beautiful.

Even though he had seen countless beauties in the Joyful Sect, few could compare to Chi Yingluo.

However, despite the close proximity and seemingly ambiguous atmosphere between them, Hu Shengyi felt her ten fingers firmly holding his head, rendering him unable to move for even a moment.

In that instant, Hu Shengyi even felt that the way Chi Yingluo looked at him was the same way she looked at Sang Po's head.

Just as Hu Shengyi was about to attack Chi Yingluo, she suddenly let go of her hand.

Seeing Hu Shengyi lower her head and gasp for breath, Chi Yingluo smiled slightly again.

He then continued, "Do you know... why your master valued you so much, nurtured you, and used the Nine-Nine Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Technique to build your foundation?"

"Because I have an amazing talent for martial arts..."

"Do not."

Chi Yingluo shook her head and said, "It's because you're just right for me."

Hu Shengyi frowned and subconsciously asked, "What do you mean?"

Holding the jade pendant, she raised her hand, letting her inner energy dance at her fingertips, and said, "To be without self and form, one needs to possess a body that is in harmony with Yin and Yang."

"Those who possess this kind of martial arts physique are one in ten thousand. For so many years, the Joyful Sect has searched tirelessly, and finally found someone like you who can cultivate to the point of being selfless and formless."

Hu Shengyi still didn't know why Chi Yingluo brought this up.

Then, Chi Yingluo asked, "Do you know why I made you cultivate the Selfless and Formless Divine Skill?"

Hu Shengyi said impatiently, "Because the Holy Maiden's cultivation of the Soul-Capturing Technique and the Divine Art of the Scarlet Thoughts and Non-Scarlet Thoughts, one must be in a state of selflessness and formlessness to deal with them."

My master wants me to become the Holy Maiden's trusted advisor, so that I can control her through the restraint of my cultivation techniques.

"Ah."

Chi Yingluo nodded, showing no displeasure at Hu Shengyi's impatience.

She smiled sweetly and then asked, "So, did you manage to do it?"

Hu Shengyi was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, during last night's sacred ceremony, Hu Shengyi was just a hair's breadth away from actually entering the Saintess Pavilion and achieving dual cultivation with her.

But then Ringo suddenly appeared out of nowhere, causing Zizaitian's years of preparations to fall apart.

But this kind of thing can't be blamed on him, can it?

Hu Shengyi was momentarily irritated and couldn't help but stare at Chi Yingluo, saying, "Did Master send you to ask me this? If not, what right do you have to speak to me—"

Before he could finish speaking, Chi Yingluo stepped forward, cupped Hu Shengyi's cheeks, and gently kissed him.

Hu Shengyi froze at that moment.

He seemed somewhat taken aback, wondering why Yingluo had suddenly done this.

But the next second, Hu Shengyi's expression turned to panic.

Because he realized that from the moment Yingluo kissed him, he had lost control over his own body.

A moment later, Chi Yingluo's fragrant lips slightly parted from Hu Shengyi's mouth.

She smiled sweetly and placed her hand on Hu Shengyi's head.

At this moment, Hu Shengyi's gaze became vacant, and he slowly knelt down in front of Chi Yingluo.

"If you can't do it, then you're useless."

Holding a necklace, she smiled sweetly, her face pure and beautiful.

But Hu Shengyi's body began to twitch in her hands.

His eyes rolled back, and his inner energy surged forth from his mind like a raging torrent.

Before long, his body turned pale and withered, as if all the blood had been drained from him.

Only after Chi Yingluo completely drained Hu Shengyi's powerful internal energy did she breathe a sigh of relief, and with a slight smile, release Hu Shengyi's head.

At this moment, Hu Shengyi had five bloody holes on his head, looking like a dried corpse, and his body fell to the side with a "thud".

Chi Yingluo, as if she had accomplished something insignificant, returned to Sangpo's corpse, picked up his head, and examined it closely.

At some point, a figure draped in a black cloak slowly emerged from a corner of the altar.

Chi Yingluo seemed completely unsurprised.

He simply asked, "Did they receive the message?"