“Senior Sister, there’s no such person as Wuxie at all. The one who replied to our letter was his little sister, but I think even that little sister is fake. It’s fine, though—no one died,” Chun comforted.
“What exactly did you all write in the letter? What did you say? Why would he treat me like this!” However, the little junior sister’s attempt at comfort had the opposite effect.
Dong Huiting completely lost her composure.
“As your Respected Master, I only asked a few questions. I never said anything excessive. You just have to accept the truth.” The Sword Sect Master explained.
“Ahhhhhh! I hate this! Master! I can’t accept it! How do you expect me to accept this?” Dong Huiting was no longer listening, her hair wild and disheveled, looking like a possessed demon.
A surge of freezing energy erupted from her entire body.
This was the special technique she had cultivated—her inner strength had taken the form of cold energy.
Heartbroken, her power surged, but this was a sign of Qi Deviation!
This time, it wasn’t just a metaphor—she really had entered Qi Deviation!
“All right, all right! We’ll go and catch his little sister so you can talk face-to-face, okay? Will you believe it then?” The Sword Sect Master grew anxious and hurried to comfort her, trying to salvage the situation.
“Mm…” At these words, Dong Huiting actually stopped trembling, and the signs of her Qi Deviation faded.
“I give up. Great Dog Deity, can you think of a way to find her?” The Sword Sect Master said helplessly.
“That’s easy. There’s bloodstain on the letter paper—I can track her down in no time.” The Great Dog Deity replied with full confidence.
“Thank you. Your Senior Sister is counting on you.” The Sword Sect Master nodded.
Second Senior Sister, the Great Dog Deity, snatched the letter from Dong Huiting’s hands and sniffed the bloodstain on it.
Immediately, a blood-red aura surged around her, and her eyes turned into beast-like vertical pupils.
With a sudden blur of movement, she vanished from the spot, leaving the courtyard.
The Second Senior Sister, Great Dog Deity, had her own unique technique—a tracking skill called the Blood-Tracking Hunting Method.
She relied on this ability to work as a bounty hunter outside, diligently earning funds for the Sword Sect of Demon Apprehension.
“Dog nose.” Little junior sister Chun couldn’t help but mutter.
“Chun, that’s enough from you.” The Sword Sect Master gave a mild reprimand.
“I’ll go rest now. Good night, Master.” Chun immediately darted away, disappearing into her own room.
The Sword Sect Master remained seated on the small stool in the courtyard, keeping company with Dong Huiting, who was tied to a tree, and closed their eyes to rest.
Dong Huiting leaned against the tree, her head lowered in sleep.
But the slightest rustle in the wind made her instantly raise her head, her eyes sharp and icy.
The Second Senior Sister, Great Dog Deity, had returned, a white-haired girl wrapped in a quilt slung over her shoulder.
“I’ve brought her back.” The Great Dog Deity set the white-haired girl down before Dong Huiting.
“Thank you, Great Dog. Go rest now.” The Sword Sect Master said.
“No, Master, I want to see Senior Sister conquer her Heart Demon with my own eyes.” The Great Dog Deity shook her head.
“You’re so stubborn. What I mean is, give them some privacy to talk.” The Sword Sect Master said.
“She’s just a charlatan. There’s nothing to avoid.” The Great Dog Deity refused to leave, still standing coldly to the side.
“Second Senior Sister is back?” Chun also emerged from her room.
Well, everyone loved to join the fun.
The four of them surrounded the frail, white-haired girl, blocking off all her escape routes and putting heavy pressure on her.
“Huiting, do you recognize her? Have you seen her mother?” The Sword Sect Master asked.
“No. Who are you? Are you Wuxie’s little sister?” Dong Huiting stared at the white-haired girl, glancing left and right, but she really didn’t recognize this girl.
“I am Wuxie’s little sister. My name is Bai Wuzhuang.” The white-haired girl made up a name on the spot.
“You claim your brother was a disciple of Peerless City, named Wise Dragon, right?” The Sword Sect Master pressed.
“Mm.”
The white-haired girl hesitated for a few seconds, nodded, and answered in an ultra-quiet voice.
“You’re lying. I checked—there isn’t a single disciple in Peerless City called Wise Dragon.” The Sword Sect Master scolded, slightly angry.
“……”
Bai Wuzhuang fell silent.
Everyone thought she had nothing left to say.
But in reality, the white-haired girl was deep in thought, her expression growing uglier by the second.
Most likely, Peerless City had erased her name in advance, wiping away any trace that she ever belonged to the Sect, just to cover up the massacre.
This meant that the Peerless Nine Dragons had killed her entire family, with someone of even higher status pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Only one person had that kind of power…
At this thought, Bai Wuzhuang’s fists tightened in secret.
Still, this meant she had now become a nameless person who had appeared out of thin air, which was good for her revenge—she wouldn’t leave any clues behind.
“Master, let me speak. Little sister, did Young Hero Bai really die? What happened? How did he die? Please, tell me the truth—I swear I’ll see justice done for you.” Dong Huiting asked.
“Sigh~” The Sword Sect Master, hearing her disciple’s words, couldn’t help but slap their own forehead and slump back onto the stool.
This Dong Huiting was still lost in her own fantasy, unable to extricate herself.
She still believed in the existence of this Young Hero Bai.
“Just tell us. We won’t do anything to you, and we won’t punish you. But you can’t lie.” The Sword Sect Master had already seen through everything.
“I…” Bai Wuzhuang stammered.
Now, only two choices lay before her: reveal everything, or conceal the truth.
Never mind whether this four-person Little Sect could contend with Peerless City—
Right now, she was no ordinary body cultivator.
After swallowing that Evill Pill, she had become a Demonic Cultivator, someone everyone wanted dead.
So in the end, her choice was simple. She really had only one path to take.
To survive…
To take revenge…
“I’m sorry. It was all a lie. I tricked her. It’s all my fault. Please, ladies, spare me. I’ll do anything, anything at all.”
Bai Wuzhuang suddenly dropped to her knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy, weeping bitterly, as pitiful as a worm.
“Spineless thing.” Second Senior Sister looked on in disgust.
“Pathetic.” The little junior sister sneered in contempt.
This kneeling act made the two of them utterly despise this scrawny, white-haired monkey.
The Sword Sect Master showed no emotion, remaining utterly calm.
“I don’t believe it…”
But Senior Sister Dong Huiting was struck as if by a bolt from the blue, frozen in place, her expression stiff and lifeless, her whole body rigid, as if time had stopped.
“You still don’t believe?” The Sword Sect Master pinched the bridge of their nose, cutting her off.
“That’s not right, either. Even if Senior Sister never saw the man’s face clearly, there’s no way she’d mistake this scrawny, white-haired monkey for a man, right?” Chun wondered aloud.
“That’s right! That’s right! Young Hero Bai must still be alive somewhere! Little sister, don’t lie—tell me the whole truth!” Dong Huiting suddenly sprang back to life, eagerly agreeing.
“Look at her eyes.” The Sword Sect Master observed sharply.
Second Senior Sister, Great Dog Deity, squatted down and, as if grabbing a kitten, lifted Bai Wuzhuang and brushed aside her bangs.
Bai Wuzhuang had a pair of heterochromatic eyes.
Her left eye was crimson, filled with evil energy, captivating the soul.
Her right eye was gray and lifeless, as if blind.
“Her red eye must be the legendary Yin-Yang Bewitching Ghost Eyes. It’s said that those who possess such eyes can see through both humans and demons, and can even cultivate a bewildering eye technique that creates illusions to trap others within hallucinations.” The Sword Sect Master explained.