White Robe

Chapter 70

Having said that, she slowly pressed her red, nail-painted fingers onto the strings—

Her fingers were snow-white and slender, with not a single blemish on the back of her hands.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that these are the most beautiful hands in the world.

But these hands brought not only beauty, but also death.

As long as that hand is on the string, it will take another life.

If it sinks just a little more, the hand will be on the string.

Suddenly, in that instant, another hand appeared in front of Lan Ye.

A hand that is not so beautiful, not white, and not slender.

The hand was still in the air, yet it seemed to be playing a piano. With a hook and a flick, a few simple movements, this otherwise ordinary hand suddenly became graceful and elegant.

With a slight turn, the hand gently supported Lan Ye's hand as she was about to play the zither.

In that instant, she seemed to hear the sound of her own finger breaking.

Startled, Lan Ye suddenly swung her left hand to the right and kicked forward with her right leg under her skirt.

The hand suddenly released its grip.

Lan Ye's face suddenly turned deathly pale, and she pointed at me as if she had seen a ghost:

"you--"

I withdrew my hand and stood quietly on the grass less than two zhang away from her, saying slowly and deliberately, "I have no interest in listening to your stories anymore; they only make me nauseous."

I slowly extended my right hand, and something flashed in my hand.

My voice turned icy cold as I said, "Because what you've said so far has given me a murderous urge."

Lan Ye exclaimed in shock, "You—how did you stand up—even though it was Chen Meng—"

"You clearly let me inhale 'Dreamfall,' didn't you?" I revealed a cold smile and slowly said, "Since I met you, you have told me many things I didn't know before, but I also need to tell you one thing, which is—"

Never underestimate the enemy!

I slowly raised my right hand, revealing for the first time before her the jade sword, less than a foot long.

Ju Xue.

I said, "Also, never trust your own experience too much."

Lan Ye's eyes widened, and she said, "So—I know now. Your persistent coughing was because—"

I nodded slightly and said, "That's right. Although I've always been in poor health, I don't cough that frequently, you know?"

Lan Ye exclaimed, "So, you secretly slipped the pill between your fingers and put it in your mouth while you were coughing!"

I said, "You guessed right. If you ever harm someone again, never encounter someone like me, and never leave your enemies any way out."

Lan Ye's face twisted involuntarily as she said hatefully, "That's right! If I had used even a tiny bit of the Dream-Sinking Technique back then, you wouldn't still be alive!"

"Do you regret it?" A slight smile appeared on my lips as I said, "There's something you don't know, which is—Xia Yanliang—" I said slowly, "She is Young Master Shang's biological younger sister."

Lan Ye shouted, "What did you say?!"

I said softly, "Xia Yanliang's 'Sweet Dew' is indeed useful, but unfortunately... there's only one pill left. However, one pill should be enough..."

Lan Ye glared at me fiercely and gritted her teeth, saying, "No wonder Qin Louyue used so many 'Dream Sinking Techniques' back then, yet still couldn't kill you!"

I nodded slightly and said, "This is your last mistake, using the same method repeatedly. But—" I slowly ran my left index finger along the blade, held my right hand horizontally, and spoke with an indescribable coldness:

"This is the biggest mistake you've ever made."

Lan Ye suddenly smiled sweetly and said in a coquettish voice, "So, you forgave that heartless man so easily? With your personality, how could you allow such a man to start something and then abandon you?"

My expression turned serious, and I said in a deep voice, "You're wrong."

"You were wrong from the start. Did you think that Young Master Shang had abandoned me?"

I bit my lower lip hard and said bitterly, "He never abandoned me from beginning to end. He's just the dumbest, most stupid idiot in the world!"

"He tricked me into going to Prince Ning's place, but it was the safest place for me."

"He deliberately hurt me with his words, just to make me leave him so he could face you—'gentle' Lan Ye!"

He thought that this would get me out of your sight!

"Unfortunately, he was wrong all along!"

Lan Ye smiled faintly and said, "Really? Is that really what he thinks?" Her voice was almost imperceptible, like the sweetest honey, so soft it made one dizzy. My vision suddenly went blank, and I hastily retreated! My left hand, free of sword, swung upwards like a fan, producing a series of crisp, clear sounds. Then I felt a sharp pain in my back; as I lunged backward, I crashed heavily into a willow tree!

The impact was extremely painful, but it also instantly cleared my mind. I saw Lan Ye already holding a golden sword, her flawless white fingers lightly tapping the blade. She laughed, "I didn't expect you to know Feng Shaoyi's 'Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow'!" Lan Ye's eyes sparkled, and she said in a sweet voice, "In that case, killing me should have been easy for you, so why are you struggling so much? Oh dear, I can't even breathe properly… With your current skill… I'm afraid you've only mastered one or two moves of the top-tier 'Snow Treading' lightness skill."

I calmly regulated my breathing and said coldly, "Then why don't you try and see how much I've actually learned?"

Lan Ye's expression changed slightly, then he laughed and said, "Don't be stubborn, little sister. Although you drew your sword, you didn't dare to attack. It must be because the effects of the Dream-Sinking Medicine haven't worn off yet. Also, it took a lot of effort for you to use the Plum Blossom Seeking Finger to drive me away from the zither. Otherwise, why did you hesitate to use the Snow-Snow Sword and instead keep arguing with me?"

My heart sank!

Lan Ye was right. When I left Qiongxie Cave, Master Feng only taught me one move of the Juxue Sword and one move of the "Treading Snow" lightness skill. Apart from that, Master Feng taught me various finger techniques for playing the zither. I had already memorized them by heart, but I never expected to succeed on the first try today, turning them into what Lan Ye called the "Seeking Plum Blossom" finger technique.

How much can I learn in three days?