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Kapitel 106

"Ask her for the cultivation manual; if she doesn't give it to you, kill her."

No.

"With the right mindset, you can become a true genius."

Truly free from worries and constraints, as carefree as the wind, a genius.

Or, Tian Shu.

Who knows who will be left behind?

He was filled with panic and couldn't help but go further, deeply sucking on her lips, hoping to breathe heavily and feel soft like other girls.

However, she did not.

Tang Shijiu might be just an insignificant grain of sand on the vast ocean, easily wiped away with a flick of a finger, yet she possesses an indestructible stubbornness. A stubbornness that even ruining her entire being cannot destroy.

Tang Shijiu is Tang Shijiu, not anyone else.

She didn't succumb; it was he who did.

Therefore, she could coldly and rationally reject and refuse. But he couldn't torment her like he would to others.

"What should I do? I think I've really fallen in love with you by accident." Tianxiu smiled, then suddenly bit her lip hard.

Tang Shijiu subconsciously groaned and frowned. The taste of blood immediately filled his mouth, and warm, slippery liquid slid down his lips.

He didn't let it go, kissing her even deeper, wanting to devour the blood bit by bit, like a greedy bat sucking blood.

When they were released, Tianxiu's lips were already bright red, as poignant and beautiful as the sunset.

“Shen Yuntan, your master is not dead.” He did not reach out to wipe the filth from his lips. “There are no bodies of theirs on Xiaoyao Mountain, you can rest assured.”

Tang Shijiu suddenly looked up. What did it mean to say such things at this time? After committing such a heinous act, to now speak of it with such pity and understanding—was it sarcasm or a joke?

"In the future, I'm afraid Tian Shu will come to ask you. I just don't want you to die. You promised me you would never let yourself die." Tian Xiu smiled beautifully, so beautiful it made one want to cry. "He's beyond my control, don't let me regret it."

And... I feel sorry for him.

Hypocritical and utter nonsense! She suddenly opened her eyes, speaking slowly and deliberately, as if she wanted to tear the person in front of her to pieces and grind their bones to dust.

I. Will. Definitely. Kill. You.

“It’s better to hate me than to forget me.” He casually picked up a strand of black hair and put it in his mouth. “I’m most afraid that you won’t be able to do it. It will be difficult if you fall in love with me.”

"Slap!" Tang Shijiu couldn't hold back and slapped him with all her might, making his head turn to the side. "No matter what I say, I will not hand over the secrets of the cultivation technique to you, you beast."

"You beast, you bastard, you lowly scum, you can curse me with anything you want." Her blows were ruthless and precise, splitting the corner of Tianxiu's mouth and drawing blood. Tianxiu didn't care at all, not angry at all. "I really am a bad person. Even Shen Yuntan has his good moments, and Tianshu is a good person in Tang Yu's eyes. Only I am a bad person forever."

He wanted to say something more, but couldn't.

She had already turned away and was no longer looking at him.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open, and Tang Yu cautiously walked in.

"Nineteen..." The girl's voice was sweet and delicate, yet she feigned a cold and hard tone, "Mr. Tianshu wants to see you."

Tang Shijiu did not turn around or make a sound.

Tang Yu didn't know how to urge him again. She took advantage of Shen Yuntan's concern and confusion, and lured Shen Yuntan to Xiaoyao Manor, where he was blown to bits right under Nineteen's nose.

"Miss Tang, Mr. Tianshu wants to see you." The words "Jiu Jiu" choked in her throat, and she ultimately couldn't bring herself to say them. She was nothing more than an assassin; her life was forever a pawn in someone else's hands, and pawns had no right to make friends.

"If you don't go, I might get physical." Even as he said it, he felt unsure of himself.

"Is it Tian Shu, or Tian Xiu?"

“Mr. Tianshu, of course it’s Mr. Tianshu.” Tang Yu looked astonished. “Nine…nineteen, can’t you tell the difference between Tianxiu and Tianshu?”

Tang Shijiu turned around, stared at her astonishment, and shook his head. Tang Yu knew nothing, knew absolutely nothing. How could she be so naive and innocent as to know nothing?

"You know nothing about the relationship between Tianxiu and Tianshu?" A surge of vengeful pleasure suddenly welled up in his heart, like a demon following him everywhere. He wanted to see Tang Yu's expression after learning about Tianxiu and Tianshu's relationship.

"them………"

"What we do is none of her business," a cold voice came from outside the door, blowing away all the heat from the brazier inside.

Tang Shijiu raised her eyes contemptuously: "Is that so, Tang Yu? I'll tell you now!" She must be crazy, thinking only of revenge, even if it's just to disturb their peace of mind.

"Tang Yu, I command you, listen and you shall die." Tang Yu obediently placed her hand on the top of her head. If Tang Shijiu uttered another word, she would immediately and without hesitation kill herself.

"Tang Yu, I won't listen." She said respectfully.

"If you want revenge, come and kill me. Otherwise, I'll kill you!" Tian Shu's eyes gleamed, and his figure moved like a white ribbon, arriving with lightning speed.

Tang Shijiu instinctively drew his sword, but the Xuanbei Sword was not with him.

"Let me see just how powerful this so-called mental cultivation technique really is."

The pressure of the landslide came rushing in, blowing her long hair.

Death was imminent, too simple, too easy. If she didn't dodge or evade, this palm strike would be enough to shatter her heart and liver.

It is precisely because it is so simple that it survives, making it both precious and difficult to maintain.

Tang Shijiu barely managed to dodge, then rolled over and landed under the table like a turtle hiding its head.

"So ugly." Tian Shu said with disdain, and then slammed down with another palm, shattering the round table into pieces. Tang Shijiu barely managed to dodge, rolling and crawling to avoid the heart-wrenching palm strike, but he was still grazed on the cheek by a piece of wood, and blood gushed out, making his face even more crimson and disheveled.