A martial artist, relying on his martial arts, broke into the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion, kidnapped one of the singers, and murdered her after raping her. For this, Zhao Huairui did not hesitate to offer herself to a powerful man, sleeping with him for seven or eight days, so that the powerful man would personally capture this man.
Latter, the martial artist was bound in front of the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion, where those frail women each took a dagger and flayed alive the brigand who possessed the martial arts of the Fourth Layer Heaven.
Zhao Huairui wept, saying she had been defiled, but could not allow her girls to be violated, and cried bitterly with them.
She had just fought for the right to live for the women in her building.
However, after that, she still continued to search for the women who matched the needs of her Elixir Pills, then refine them into Blood Elixirs. Her heart, perhaps in saving others it was sincere, but later in killing and performing alchemy, she never hesitated.
Shaking Light, dressed in robes and wearing a hood, his Qi Mechanism hidden, spoke quietly:
"They are going to hold the Hua Rui Summit. What will you do?"
"Finding the opportunity, you mean? Or, using the techniques of Breaking Army, make that woman disgraced and abandoned by all, and then kill her?"
"That is what Breaking Army would do."
Li Guanyi answered, "There’s no time for such techniques anymore. I no longer care whether she has excuses or other..." The wind rustled the trees on both sides, flowers fell, the young Taoist stretched out his hand, a flower landed in his palm, his fingers clasped together.
Chaotic times twist people, but the faults of chaotic times are also human faults.
The young Taoist flicked his sleeve and said:
Shaking Light nodded. They went to a tea house far from the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion. The tea house was not expensive, but still beyond what the impoverished young man could afford. The silver-haired girl rummaged in her bag for a while, and indeed took out a purse.
The purse was not very full, she squeezed the bag and shook it for a while.
A bunch of copper coins clanged and fell out.
The silver-haired girl, expressionless, reached inside and took out three.
"Enough to buy some steamed buns."
Then she pushed the remaining copper coins towards Li Guanyi, her voice calm:
"The rest are for you."
Li Guanyi went upstairs to the topmost private room, Shaking Light used Mystical Skills to hide the young man’s murderous intent and Qi Mechanism. Li Guanyi opened the window, and from high above looked down at the majestic Heroic City.
Women everywhere wore gorgeous clothes, fluttering like butterflies.
The trees on both sides swayed, petals danced in the wind, a beautiful scene.
This place was a good six miles from the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion, which in terms of his previous life would be between three thousand to three thousand five hundred meters. Such a distance, even if Li Guanyi activated his Eye Acupoint, could only barely make out Zhao Huairui’s figure.
Inside Li Guanyi, the Nine Tripods roared.
By his ear, it seemed he could hear the White Tiger’s roar, and ripples appeared in the void beside the young man.
A huge White Tiger paced out and stood quietly beside Li Guanyi, its fur slightly long, subtly swaying, its golden indifferent pupils looking into the distance. The young Taoist rolled up his sleeves, his fingers stretched out, faint shimmer gathered.
Then the fingers clasped together.
He caught a stream of light.
The light, like thunder, spread in Li Guanyi’s palm, gathered, and finally formed an ancient War Bow, the last stream of light spreading from both ends in the air, colliding together, forming the bowstring.
Divine Weapon · Breaking Cloud Sky-shattering Bow!
Li Guanyi stood by the window, looking over the bustling world, his left hand gripping the bow, his right hand lightly touching the bowstring that shimmered with golden light, his eyes wide open. Having seen Lady Hua Rui the day before, now holding the Divine Bow, Li Guanyi locked onto the woman over six miles away.
With a snap, faint golden thunder rippled along the bowstring.
Li Guanyi exerted all his strength, his entire power, as well as his physical body, were pushed to their limits, the Divine Weapon slowly drawn, and as it was drawn, it seemed as though Primordial Qi gathered in the air, slowly forming a golden arrow on the Breaking Cloud Sky-shattering Bow.
Fingers lightly loosened.
Along with a soft buzzing noise.
The golden arrow turned into light and vanished.
[Inside the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion], many young girls gathered, their eyes filled with hope and expectations, their faces adorned with anticipatory smiles. Zhao Huairui sat above, looking at these girls, when she suddenly became lost in thought, recalling the day she was taken away from her parents.
Back then, her face looked just like theirs.
Expectant, a young girl timidly said to her, "Can I be as beautiful as Madam someday?"
Zhao Huairui smiled, "Of course, you are so cute..."
"In the future, you could be even more beautiful than I am."
Pure Yin constitution.
Excellent material for medicine.
She thought, is what I’m doing wrong?
They couldn’t live well in their own families, weren’t happy, and by the age of fourteen or fifteen, they had to marry someone else. Perhaps for their entire lives, they couldn’t wear silk clothes, couldn’t taste delicious food. I let them enjoy these things and then die in bliss. Ultimately, they were happy.
This is better than the brief lives they would have lived otherwise, isn’t it?
I also gave their parents a lot of silver.
I even protected other girls who didn’t have the Pure Yin physique. I saved many people, even God Buddha wouldn’t blame me, right?
I also did it to survive. What’s wrong with trying to survive?
She thought, finally sitting in the top position, the surrounding young girls taking seats at the corners, accompanied by Martial World heroes from the city, a very grand and luxurious banquet. But at that moment, Zhao Huairui’s smile suddenly stiffened.