Arc 3: Part 1
The line of Jin Danists swiftly left. Unnoticed, soon after their departure, a pile of snow quietly by the path stirred.
The accumulated snow rustled and fell, revealing two figures!
They were two young girls, both about fifteen years of age. One was dressed in green, and the other in a light pink and white dress.
The girl in the light pink and white dress had eyes red from crying. She clutched tightly to the arm of the other girl, who appeared to be sixteen of age, sobbing and asking:
"Sister Feng, what were they talking about? What's this about falling into the demonic path and a demon head? I just want to know where Senior Brother went. He said he was going to buy me a candied hawthorn, why hasn't he returned?"
She looked around fifteen, yet her face held a naive innocence. Obviously, she had mental impairments from birth and was like a small child.
Sister Feng was the other girl in green. She was half a head taller than the girl in the pink dress. Behind her back where the young girl couldn't see, her face briefly revealed an unhidden disgust.
Yet, her voice became even more gentle: "Sister Bai Tong, don't worry. Shall Big Sister take you to find the Immortal Lord?"
The girl in the pink dress took her words as the truth and let herself be calmed, her tears ceasing. She followed Sister Feng stumblingly down a hidden path off the snow mountain and sneakily left the Ziwei Heavenly Palace.
They hadn't gone far when Sister Feng suddenly said, "Bai Tong, do you see that? Isn't that the Immortal Lord?"
The girl in the pink dress turned around in surprise and delight, but all she could see was a vast whiteness. There wasn't the slightest trace of a human figure.
Just as she was about to turn and ask, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck and then all went black before she collapsed on the ground.
Behind the girl in the pink dress, Sister Feng began to laugh coldly.
"Jing Yang's Immortal Lord has deviated from righteousness and has been suppressed. I'd like to see who could protect you now! I have waited for this opportunity, waited for so many years, and at last, it has arrived! Bai Tong, a dumb and foolish creature like you, who happens to have excellent natural Wooden Spirit roots, do you deserve them?"
She retrieved the needle smeared with anesthetic from her hand and with a flick of her wrist, pulled out a sharp knife. She fiercely drew it across the back of the girl in the pink dress!
Whish—
Blood flowed profusely from the wound. Sister Feng, with a poker face, extended her hand. With spiritual energy streaming out, she forcibly peeled an emerald green, crystal clear Spiritual Root from the girl in the pink dress' spine.
The girl in the pink dress, though unconscious, was trembling from pain all over her body.
"Once I consume your Spiritual Root, I can replace you and become the new unparalleled genius of Ziwei Heavenly Palace! I will do better than you, rest assured!"
Sister Feng's eyes were shining, unable to contain her excitement. She casually discarded the girl in the pink dress, who was on the verge of death from blood loss, into the snow. With a sweep of her sleeve, she summoned a flurry of snow to thoroughly cover the girl.
The entire snowy ground was immediately dyed red with flowing blood.
"Bai Tong, I owe you first in this matter. If you feel wronged, feel free to seek vengeance in the next life."
Sister Feng took a few deep breaths, suppressing her trembling excitement.
She quickly regained her composure. With no rush, she performed a Dust Avoidance incantation, removing all traces of blood from herself. She then calmly turned around and left.
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Tong Su, on the brink of death, was awakened by the intense pain.
It felt as though her back had been split in half and all the meridians in her body were excruciatingly painful. Her body's spiritual energy was rapidly dissipating. Many years of cultivation were gone in an instant, and she was already halfway to death's door.
She didn't have an ounce of strength to open her eyes. The sounds of horrified and fearful cries echoed in her ears.
【Miss! Miss, wake up, you can't fall asleep! Oh no, this wound is too large. What should we do? At this rate, you'll die—Miss, I must use the [Healing Card] on you. If you don't speak, I'll take it as your consent!】
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