Super Main d'Or

Chapitre 16

Early in the morning, the guests of Longqian Inn all headed towards Baiwen Valley, as today was the opening day of Baiwen Valley. Although she and Bai Can were a little slow, they still followed the crowd to Baiwen Valley. However, they did not expect that the valley had a unique terrain, lush trees, and varied paths. After walking for half a day, they did not see a single person. In addition, she got separated from Bai Can. As it was getting dark, she had no choice but to stay where she was and wait for him to return.

Shui Wu'er smiled faintly. It was indeed easy for ordinary people to lose their way in this valley. In truth, legends were just legends. Based on the phases of the sun and moon, and the density of the forest's miasma, finding the right path wouldn't be difficult for her. It was just that Bai Can guy…

She gritted her teeth. That pathetic male example! There are probably two things men will never admit: that they're "incompetent" in that area and that they're lost.

For a man hailed as a master thief, with a head the size of a bucket, he's utterly directionally challenged! It's baffling why he never falls headfirst off rooftops when he's exploring other people's homes. Being directionally challenged in this forest is bad enough, but what truly infuriates her is that this pretentious man confidently declared he was going to scout the way, then vanished in a flash, never to return.

A faint female scream came from somewhere, and Shui Wu'er straightened up from leaning against the tree.

It's Rong Qiurui!

Could it be that...

Worry welled up in her heart. This girl was frail and naive. If she were to encounter danger, she would likely be in grave danger.

Having already made up his mind, he quickly ran towards the source of the sound.

On a slope several dozen feet away, a scene that caught Shui Wu'er's eye shocked her.

Rong Qiurui collapsed to the ground, her face ashen, and she was having great difficulty breathing. Rong Jufeng was a few steps away from her, his face pale and his forehead beaded with sweat, showing signs of poisoning. He could barely hold the sword in his hand and could only barely support his body weight.

The one who poisoned her was none other than Old Ghost Poison Scorpion. His complexion wasn't much better, not because of injury, but because of desire and struggle. He was drenched in sweat, his bloodshot, frenzied eyes fixed on the delicate and beautiful Rong Qiurui, and the lewd smile on his lips completely revealed his intentions.

"Little beauty, you're lucky today, you happened to be having an attack. If you serve me well, I might spare your life and serve you for a few more days." He approached with a lewd grin, his hairy hands ruthlessly touching Rong Qiurui's chest.

"You lecherous scoundrel! If you dare touch a single hair on my sister's head, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" Rong Jufeng's breath was unsteady, and his hatred shot towards the old scorpion ghost with bone-chilling intensity.

The old scorpion ghost glanced at him and said, "Fine, then I'll send you to see the King of Hell first!" He drew his short stick from his waist and chopped it down at Rong Jufeng's head, which was about to turn into a pool of blood and flesh.

"Brother..." Rong Qiurui groaned and fainted.

Shui Wu'er hid behind a tree, panting in alarm. What... what should she do?

Suddenly, a huge impact came from behind, and with a whoosh, Shui Wu'er was thrown towards Poison Scorpion Old Ghost and Rong Jufeng!

Mountain wind

Suddenly, everything changed. Shui Wu'er felt the world turn upside down and fell onto Rong Jufeng.

"Ah!" A cry of pain suddenly erupted. It was neither Shui Wu'er nor Rong Jufeng, but the old devil Poison Scorpion.

Just now, taking advantage of the moment when Poison Scorpion Old Ghost was distracted by Shui Wu'er, Rong Jufeng used his last bit of strength to slice off a piece of flesh from Poison Scorpion Old Ghost's arm with his sword! If Rong Jufeng hadn't already been poisoned by scorpion venom, this slash would probably have severed Poison Scorpion Old Ghost's entire arm.

Old Ghost Poison Scorpion pressed his bleeding right arm, took a few steps back, and his vicious expression suddenly intensified: "You little bastard!"

After unleashing that sword strike, Rong Jufeng was nearly exhausted, and the collision with Shui Wu'er made his face even paler. Although Shui Wu'er was in pain from the fall, she quickly supported him, saying, "Young Master Rong, hold on!" Damn it, where is that brat Bai Can still wandering around?

The old scorpion ghost before me was not acting out of lust; it was clearly the aftereffect of years of toxic poisoning. At this moment, he had been tormented by the disordered meridians in his body to the point of losing his mind. Unless he was killed, he would never give up halfway.

"Where did you come from, you woman? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you both?" Poison Scorpion Old Ghost pointed his short stick at the two of them, already poised to attack.

Shui Wu'er had no time to think about who had pushed her into the battle. The situation was critical, and if she couldn't come up with a solution soon, she and the Rong siblings would perish here.

She deserves to die, but Rong Qiurui… She shook her head. Was it just her imagination? She actually had a thought of living?

A sudden tremor ran through her heart, and she looked at Rong Jufeng.

Rong Jufeng's usually indifferent face gradually turned into a ferocious expression.

“Young Master Rong…” A chill ran through Shui Wu’er’s heart.

Before she could think it through, Rong Jufeng grabbed her and shoved her straight toward the Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost!

The old scorpion's advance was momentarily halted by her fall. Rong Jufeng seized this opportunity, leaped up, grabbed Rong Qiurui's body, and jumped into the woods.

"Damn it!" Poison Scorpion Old Ghost grabbed Shui Wu'er with one hand, cursing anxiously and angrily. He was about to chase after her, but stopped when he saw Shui Wu'er's face.

"Women!" His eyes, blazing with a hysterical lust, gleamed as he grinned menacingly. "It doesn't matter if it's a little off, as long as it works!"

Shui Wu'er felt her breathing stop for a moment.

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"Young Master!"

Baili Qingyi's heart skipped a beat, and she took off running.

The cry came from Yuwen Cuiyu.

Baili Qingyi walked through the woods and caught a glimpse of the Rong siblings lying unconscious on the ground. Rong Jufeng's face was pale and purple, while Yuwen Cuiyu stared in horror at the tragic scene.

“I…can’t find you…” Yuwen Cuiyu’s tears flowed the moment she saw Baili Qingyi. She leaned softly into Baili Qingyi’s arms in shock: “They…” Unlike Yuwen Hongying, she was a delicate young lady raised in seclusion. She had seen dead people before, but she had never seen a body in such a horrifying state.

Baili Qingyi supported her with one hand and handed her over to Baili Tieyi, who arrived shortly afterward. He then bent down to check on the condition of the two Rong siblings.

"Still alive." His expression was grave as he quickly pressed on Rong Jufeng's vital acupoints. "It's the Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost."

"The Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost has no connection with Yourong Manor..." Baili Tieyi asked in confusion.

Baili Qingyi gazed thoughtfully into the depths of the woods, a sudden pang of unease gripping her heart.

A delicate hand gently tugged at his sleeve: "Young master, where are you going?" Yuwen Cuiyu was frail and pale.

"I'll investigate and be right back." Baili Qingyi didn't even turn his head, and sped away without stopping.

He had a feeling that something was happening that made his heart race.

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It was excruciating, excruciatingly painful.

Shui Wu'er struggled to open her eyes, and an overwhelming pain surged from her right leg throughout her entire body.

Her right calf was probably broken. She tried to move it, which aggravated the injury, and she forced a smile.

A storm was brewing, dark clouds filled the sky, and the sky resembled a man-eating beast revealing its yellow and red maw.

She was at the bottom of the slope.

She vaguely remembered being slammed to the ground by the old scorpion ghost, who tore off her layers of clothing, exposing large areas of skin. As he ripped her undergarment, the force he used was excessive, and the material of the undergarment was very elastic, so the reaction force caused her to fall backward, roll over the top of the slope, and roll straight down the slope.

The slope was extremely long and steep; even the old scorpion ghost would need some time to descend it. Shui Wu'er struggled to straighten up, only to find her body covered in scrapes from the rocks.

She shouldn't have run away, nor was there any need for her to. Even if the old scorpion ghost couldn't find her for a while, given her current injuries, she couldn't possibly crawl very far.

There is absolutely no chance of survival.

Thinking of this, she felt inexplicably at ease.

Perhaps she will die at the hands of the Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost after being physically violated, which would surely be a very ugly sight.

She... was very open-minded. Since she was going to die anyway, what did it matter if she was innocent?

She vaguely recalled that night when Baili Qingyi whispered in her ear, "What am I going to do with you?"

Shui Wu'er felt a pang of pain in her heart.

No, she wouldn't run away, nor would she end her own life first. She promised Aunt Nan that she would live, she would live. Even if she had lived like this for the past three years, she would not end her own life.

So she closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

A sudden clap of thunder rang out, and then a torrential downpour began.

Countless images flashed through her mind, so frantic that she couldn't grasp any of them. But in the end, everything settled on a beautiful and resolute image of a stunningly beautiful woman.

If she were given another chance, what would she do?

Amidst the raging rain, a furious roar pierced her eardrums: "You bitch, you made me search all over the place!"

A huge black shadow gradually approached.

A large hand roughly grabbed her soaking wet body, and she couldn't help but open her eyes.

Looking past the lewd villain's shoulder, she seemed to see a faint blue shadow drifting through the thick rain curtain.

The fairy has vanished without a trace.

"Damn it, you woman..." The lewd laughter stopped abruptly.

The old scorpion's heavy body slowly collapsed to the ground, as if a slight explosion had occurred inside his body.

Shui Wu'er raised her eyes in a daze. Ah, it was Baili Qingyi.

He stood there, as cold as ice, in the torrential rain, water streaming down his peerless face, and a deep-seated venom suddenly ignited in his dark eyes.

Shui Wu'er was stunned.

Baili Qingyi's robe sleeves danced wildly in the pouring rain, and the corpse of the Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost exploded with a deafening roar, turning into blood that was then washed away by the rain. The most profound killing technique of the Green-Clad Young Master had been witnessed by no more than three people in the world, yet today, it was being used on this lowly Evil Star, repeatedly, repeatedly.

“…Qingyi?” She heard her own voice, weak and ethereal.

Those piercing, unforgettable eyes slowly turned to her, to her disheveled hair, to her wearing only a few strands of clothing, to her body covered in blood, to her unfocused gaze.

The usually calm and gentle Baili Qingyi suddenly punched the stone wall, his immortal face contorted with grief and pain.

"Why?" The voice was hoarse and suppressed. "Why didn't you call for help? Why didn't you call for help!"

"Why?" Shui Wu'er looked up, then suddenly giggled. "The young master in blue is actually just an ordinary person. But he already knew that the one disguised as a little beggar was actually a woman, that she was actually poisoned with an incurable toxin, that she was actually living like a walking corpse, and that her true identity was nothing more than..."

"Wu'er!" Baili Qingyi suddenly hugged her tightly, his usually resolute body trembling slightly. "Don't say anymore! You can be without desire, you can be without wants, but I won't allow you to despair, I won't allow it!"

“Sigh, you people,” she sighed, seemingly puzzled, “always wanting people to live, to live, don’t you know how unreasonable that is?”

"..." Baili Qingyi looked at her sorrowful face with unbearable heartache, her tone one of compromise.

All the unbearable memories flooded her mind like a torrent. She slumped over and vomited, vomiting incessantly, as if trying to strip away all that had happened from her memory.

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The heavy rain continued all night.