The Villain Fox's Sickly Beauty Master - Chapter 19

Chapter 19: What a Fool.

Fu Yi couldn’t figure out the reason, but the most important matter at the moment was clearly not that.

She looked again for any small spiritual creature nearby, wanting to know the nearest human presence. She finally found a sparrow, but it said its range of activity was limited and it wasn’t clear about what she wanted to know.

At this moment, if she could find one person or more to travel with her, Cang Yu and Mo Tong would naturally be more restrained.

But since she couldn’t get any information, she would probably have to leave this dense forest. Fu Yi carefully thought about places where people might gather and suddenly remembered that if she continued southward from here, she could find a small lake.

Since the Secret Realm was also a form of training, the Elders leading the teams would only intervene when the disciples faced danger, and it was even less likely that all disciples possessed storage tools. Therefore, water sources were very important even in the Secret Realm, and teams would constantly arrive at general water gathering spots.

Thinking this, Fu Yi decided to try her luck. After all, it was better than sitting around waiting for death.

With a goal in mind, her pace was noticeably quicker. But Fu Yi dared not use spiritual energy for fear of being tracked, moving cautiously all the time.

Heading south, the moment the Energy Concealment Talisman expired, Fu Yi would use a Divine Movement Talisman. Back and forth, the few talismans left in her storage pouch quickly vanished. Finally, at the moment the last talisman burned out in her hand, she finally saw the source of water that symbolized hope.

The state of constantly rushing and worrying made Fu Yi sweat a lot. The sweat dripped into her eyes, stinging them painfully. But through her blurry vision, she saw two people standing by the lake. A surge of intense joy and relief washed over her.

But just as Fu Yi gradually made out the silhouettes of the two people, she couldn’t help but stagger, her legs nearly giving way, and she mumbled:

“Why is it you…”

The two people were none other than Cang Yu and Mo Tong, who had been chasing her all along. Cang Yu ignored Fu Yi’s shock, only turning his head to say something to Mo Tong. Only after the compliant person respectfully bowed and offered a compliment did he laugh and walk towards Fu Yi.

“You are indeed clever, girl, but also genuinely stubborn. Earlier, I showed full respect to your Master. Since you are ungrateful and unwilling to hand over that Yuan Gang Body Protection Pill, don’t blame me for coming to take it myself.”

Saying that, he waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind swept over, wrapping around Fu Yi and slamming her directly against the trunk of a tree she had just passed.

Cang Yu hadn’t used even one-tenth of his power in that sleeve gust, but Fu Yi, slammed against the tree trunk, felt a metallic taste in her throat, a sensation like her internal organs were being shattered.

“Have you learned your lesson yet? Aren’t you going to obediently hand over the pill?”

Cang Yu moved closer. Seeing that Fu Yi made no movement, he added, “I also don’t wish to see the sect suffer a loss. After all, a mutated spiritual root is rare. Hand over the pill, and I’ll let you leave. How about it?”

While he had threatened her earlier, if Fu Yi truly died, due to her uniqueness, her corpse would inevitably be recovered and sent to the Enforcement Hall for a dedicated professional to determine the cause of death. Things would become troublesome then.

Therefore, Cang Yu merely “lightly” punished her according to his own judgment, to make her understand his power. As for truly killing her, it was not yet within his consideration.

But just as Cang Yu finished those two sentences, Fu Yi, who had been lowering her head in silence, raised her head with a look of utter sarcasm, spat a mouthful of bloody foam at him, and threw a storage pouch into his arms. Cang Yu didn’t even have time to wipe the bl00d off and subconsciously caught the storage pouch, then heard Fu Yi’s voice rise.

“Weren’t you looking for some Yuan Gang Body Protection Pill? Go on, check for yourself if I even have that thing. What a fool! Being led by the nose by a piece of trash apprentice who jumps to conclusions like yours. Do you really believe everything he says!”

Since she was going to die anyway, this wasn’t Fu Yi’s first death. She had endured the pain of the previous life. What was this little bit now? She might as well say all the words she never got a chance to say, which would count as fulfilling a regret.

Fu Yi had seen the common folk cursing in the streets when she went down the mountain many times. Although she wouldn’t do the same, she wasn’t a person who could endlessly endure either.

It was just a pity, a pity that she was too rash, rushing to escape from the protection of the person she disliked without making thorough preparations.

Having been scolded and spat at, Cang Yu showed no reaction on his face, only raising his hand to brush off the filth. But Mo Tong behind him flew into a rage. He walked over with the Wind-Breaking Sword (Pofeng Jian) he had just obtained. The treasure sword was about to be unsheathed, but Cang Yu stopped him. At the same time, he handed over the storage pouch Fu Yi had just thrown.

“A spiritual sword must draw bl00d once unsheathed. You first check if there is what you want inside.”

As he spoke, Cang Yu continued to meet Fu Yi’s gaze. A faint killing intent was hidden in his slightly cloudy eyes. But Fu Yi was not afraid of him. She had nothing left to worry about now, and she glared back with the same intensity.

Of course, Mo Tong knew Fu Yi hadn’t bought the three Yuan Gang Body Protection Pills. He had merely thought that since Luan Qiu was the Grand Ancestor’s most beloved young disciple, and Fu Yi was her newly accepted and only direct disciple, she would naturally have received many treasures.

But when he extended his divine sense into the storage pouch, only to find it completely empty, his face immediately turned a sickly gray. Suddenly, as if he had realized something, he angrily walked forward a few steps, his index finger almost poking Fu Yi’s face.

“This storage pouch is empty! You must have hidden everything elsewhere, or you have another storage tool on you!”

Mo Tong grabbed the storage pouch and threw it back at Fu Yi’s face. This pouch was tattered, and its inner space was small, so it shouldn’t have been like this.

Hearing this, Cang Yu picked up the storage pouch and scanned it. Finding that it was indeed as Mo Tong said, he also frowned. In his impression, his little martial aunt was at least not stingy. Why would she not give her disciple a single item?

Mo Tong hadn’t finished cursing. He pointed at Fu Yi from top to bottom, even cursing her ancestors for eighteen generations. Finally, he even tried to slap her. But unexpectedly, Fu Yi suddenly exerted all her strength and bit down hard on the index finger closest to her.

Fu Yi’s strength was surprising. Mo Tong felt like his finger bone had snapped. He hopped and screamed in pain, large beads of sweat constantly dripping from his forehead. Finally, Cang Yu intervened in time to separate the two, but it was too late. Mo Tong’s finger was already broken, and the severed half, covered in bl00d, was spat out by Fu Yi.

“Weren’t you enjoying the cursing? Why stop now?”

Flesh was easy to regrow, but broken bones were hard to mend. Hearing this, Mo Tong’s eyes turned bloodshot. He was about to draw his sword to kill her, but Cang Yu stopped him. At the same time, Cang Yu placed a Wangchuan Talisman (Oblivion Talisman) on Fu Yi’s forehead. Instantly, she closed her eyes and passed out.

Mo Tong was about to ask Cang Yu why he stopped him when he saw the Elder speak first.

“Let this matter rest here. Leave her alive to prevent those old fellows from tracing the cause. I have already erased this part of her memory. You go retrieve your severed finger and wrap it up. Your Master will find someone to reattach it for you.”

Hearing this, Mo Tong glanced at Fu Yi again, gritting his teeth and forced himself to hide the hatred in his eyes. He walked toward his severed finger.

But the closer he got to Fu Yi, the louder a voice screamed in his heart. That voice kept repeating one sentence.

Kill her, or you will regret it.

His murderous intent intensified due to this voice. After wrapping his severed finger, and while Cang Yu’s back was turned, the Wind-Breaking Sword was instantly unsheathed, and the blade was just about to pierce Fu Yi’s body.

Just then, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind him. In the next second, Mo Tong felt a palm strike his spine. He was then grabbed by the hair and slammed onto the ground. All the bones and organs in his body seemed to shatter. Accompanied by a loud crash, a large pit nearly ten feet wide and deep appeared in the ground. Cang Yu was also startled by the movement and turned to look, his face filled with shock.

“You… How can you be here?”