"I never expected, it turns out it's a West Factory Thousand Households."
A female member of the Divine Sect took Min Ning's waist badge and then looked at her appearance,
"Quite handsome."
Another sword-wielding sect member coldly said:
"No matter how handsome, it's still the lackey of the Resentment Demon Master."
"Liu Shi is right. No matter how exceptional the Resentment Demon Master's people may seem, they are all just filthy water of the flesh city."
The elder said indifferently.
Chen Yi smiled faintly at Min Ning.
Min Ning glared at Chen Yi with hatred, wishing to cut him into a thousand pieces,
"You, you're actually one of the sect, may you die a horrible death, die a horrible death!"
Min Ning cursed.
"Noisy."
With that, Chen Yi sealed her mute acupoint.
Min Ning whimpered, unable to utter a word.
"Song Shengbao, what do you think should be done with this person?"
The elder slowly asked.
"Elder, she is a West Factory Thousand Households, she can't stay long, or it will attract the attention of the West Factory, ultimately exposing our location, but killing her here rashly will also be traced by the West Factory."
Chen Yi glanced at Min Ning and continued:
"Rather than that, why not take her to the wild outskirts and solve her with a single cut, this way we will not be traced back."
The elder nodded, as Chen Yi's proposal was customary for the Divine Sect.
"In that case, you, Liu Shi, and Ma Deng together, escort him to the outskirts, remember to bury the body well."
......…
In the outskirts of the capital, in a dense forest.
Liu Shi and Ma Deng were on guard, one at the front and the other at the back, always alert for Min Ning's sudden attack.
While Chen Yi carried the powerless Min Ning, step by step towards the pre-designated burial ground.
Along the way, he could occasionally feel his superior's piercing gaze, as if it could kill, he would've died a thousand times over.
"This West Factory Thousand Households has such fine looks, a pity he's a Thousand Households; otherwise, he might be sold to a brothel."
Ma Deng looked at Min Ning, his anger boiling,
"Damn West Factory, countless brothers have died at their hands!"
Liu Shi said indifferently:
"These imperial guards are nothing but filthy water of the flesh city, day and night serving the court and thinking they're impressive."
Listening to these words, Min Ning's eyes were filled with anger, yet she could do nothing.
"They are pathetic, thinking the court sees them as humans, but who would see a bunch of beasts as people."
Ma Deng thought of the sect brothers who died recently, his gaze growing angrier.
At the burial ground, Chen Yi gently put Min Ning down from his back.
Min Ning stared at him unblinkingly, as if wanting to become a vengeful ghost after death.
"Look, this Imperial Guard is still not convinced."
Seeing that gaze, Ma Deng wanted to make a move.
"What if he's not convinced? He still has to die. Blame himself for straying from the right path. After these people die, they will fall into the five dark pits, never to be liberated."
Liu Shi said coldly.
Despite the curses, Min Ning remained unyielding. She looked at the two, then back at Chen Yi, her eyes bloodshot.
"Still looking, still looking? When you're dead, I'll dig out your eyes and let you keep watching!"
Ma Deng said as he drew his knife, while Liu Shi watched with indifference.
Anyway, this Thousand Households was going to die; venting their anger before she dies wouldn't hurt.
Chen Yi turned and said:
"Hurry up and kill her."
Ma Deng nodded heavily, raising his knife high.
The next moment, Chen Yi suddenly moved.
Swish!
A swift sound, Ma Deng had no time to react as his abdomen was split open, blood spurted out, like a chicken being slaughtered.
One hand pressed on his head, Chen Yi asked:
"Did you really kill?"
Min Ning's eyes widened.
And not far away, Liu Shi was shocked, hurriedly drawing his sword.
But Chen Yi had already stepped forward, True Qi coursing through his meridians, his sword with the force of slaying a dragon, struck a majestic blow.
Liu Shi had no time to raise his sword before a bloodline appeared on his neck, his longsword falling to the ground.
[Liu Shi possessed the True Qi equivalent to twenty years of an ordinary person's training.]
[Ma Deng possessed the True Qi equivalent to thirty years of an ordinary person's training.]
Chen Yi suppressed the turbulent foreign True Qi, casually wiped the blood off his sword, sheathed it, and picked up the fallen longsword.
Witnessing this, Min Ning was completely bewildered.
She was already nearly accepting her fate, the flashbacks of her life playing before her eyes, but suddenly, Chen Yi had killed his two comrades instead…
Weren't they his comrades? Wasn't he part of the sect?
Chen Yi, carrying the sword, walked leisurely towards Min Ning, smiling and said:
"Thousand Households Min, seems like there's time for some waves in this lonely wilderness."
Min Ning's already pale face turned red, fear flashing in her eyes.
[Negative Emotion: 80]
[Resentment Yin-Yang Technique at basic level, fifty years of foreign True Qi, can absorb thirty percent, gaining seventeen years of True Qi. Min Ning's negative emotions reward three years of True Qi.]
[Remaining True Qi: Sixty years.]
Chen Yi glanced at the panel, satisfied, he nodded.
He raised his hand, unsealed Min Ning's mute acupoint.
Min Ning, anxiety-ridden, fixed her gaze on Chen Yi, gasping heavily, unable to comprehend his intentions.
What exactly was he planning to do, kill her, or…
After a while, Min Ning calmed herself and said in her usual tone:
"Hundred Households Chen, release me immediately, and properly explain…"
Before she finished, the sword moved behind her, and Min Ning froze, her eyes wide open.
A sharp pain at her firm hip.
He had just smacked her with the flat of his sword!
"Thousand Households Min, aren't you a bit too bossy?"
Chen Yi slapped her with the flat of the sword,