Chapter 260 - 252: Ten Years Like a Day, Everlasting! (Double-Length)
North of Da Lai, Taiching Prefecture, a certain county town.
Inside the County Magistrate’s Mansion, blood qi pervades, and the corpses of martial artist officials are scattered haphazardly across the ground.
A tall white-eyed Corpse Puppet and several strong black-eyed Corpse Puppets are absorbing this martial artist blood qi.
"Tsk, just this much martial artist in a County Magistrate’s Mansion... barely enough to look at," said a woman with a pale, bloodless face, kicking the shriveled martial artist corpse at her feet with some dissatisfaction.
This level of blood qi isn’t nearly enough for her to nurture her Corpse Puppets.
"Forget it. Let’s find another place. This Da Han, oh, no, Da Lai, there aren’t many other things, but martial artists are everywhere. Besides the government, those Jianghu sects might be worth considering..."
The woman sneered, stroking the white-eyed Corpse Puppet, her eyes filled with an inexplicable obsession.
"I must refine you into a yellow-eyed Corpse Puppet. You can do it, my husband..."
Just then, she detected the sound of light footsteps approaching from outside the mansion.
"Hmm?"
The woman fixed her gaze and discovered that the visitor was also a woman.
Wearing a blue robe, her long hair tied up, her eyes bright as stars, her nose like white jade, her lips as red as cherries, her features delicate as a painting, young and pretty.
She held an Azure Blade Longsword, exuding heroic vigor.
Perhaps smelling the pungent stench of blood inside the mansion, Liu Mei’s brows slightly furrowed.
This swordswoman was Su Qingqing.
Ten years had swiftly passed, and the little girl from back then had grown into a young woman, twenty-four years old, in the prime of youth and beauty.
"Corpse Refining Sect member?" Su Qingqing slowly spoke.
With just one glance, she recognized the Corpse Puppets, leaving no doubt about the woman’s identity.
In the Corpse Refining Sect, the number of female disciples is not small, and female disciples often act more extremely and rashly, causing tragedies that arouse anger.
The woman sashayed two steps forward, across a courtyard, scrutinizing the arriving Su Qingqing.
Her eyes gradually filled with shadow and jealousy.
"Such a pretty person, I would tear off your face and carry it with me to admire..."
Her words faded, and several black-eyed Corpse Puppets instantly sprang into action, rushing towards Su Qingqing.
Su Qingqing showed no fear, swayed her longsword, sweeping out a chain of sword qi.
This sword qi was powerful enough to directly cut the charging black-eyed Corpse Puppets in half.
Upon wielding this sword, the cold smile on the Corpse Refining Sect woman’s face instantly froze, revealing a tinge of ferocity.
"Go, kill her!"
She commanded the white-eyed Corpse Puppet beside her, her trump card.
However, the white-eyed Corpse Puppet ignored her orders, standing motionless in place.
The woman jerked her head around, incredulous.
Since joining the Corpse Refining Sect, she had never encountered a situation where the Corpse Puppet disobeyed orders.
Normally, Corpse Puppets should unconditionally obey the Corpse Refiner’s commands.
"What is it, husband, don’t scare your wife?" The woman anxiously slapped the white-eyed Corpse Puppet, to no avail.
As footsteps approached, the woman turned her head again, finally noticing that Su Qingqing’s originally dark eyes had turned pale pink, resembling two glowing pink diamonds, somewhat eerie.
"You!"
Before she could finish her sentence, a sweep of sword qi pierced her heart.
Her breath rapidly declined, emitting a shrill scream, unable to accept her impending death, she twisted in an attempt to escape.
Yet she wasn’t a Corpse Puppet, unable to live with a destroyed heart.
She barely took two steps before collapsing, her final moments fleetingly revealing Su Qingqing’s identity.
On the Celestial List, in recent years, a female swordswoman had emerged out of nowhere.
Generous and kind, she eradicated evil, her good name spreading among the populace.
She was regarded as an important enemy by the Corpse Refining Sect, having killed many sect members.
Young and beautiful, her martial Tao talent unparalleled, her cultivation advancing rapidly, she’d reached the sixty-ninth position on the Celestial List in just three years.
Among the strong figures on the Celestial List, she was undoubtedly the youngest and most dazzling!
Though not one of the Hidden Sect members, she had a strong figure as her support; knowing the strength of this figure, almost no one dared to provoke her!
She regretted, had she contemplated the other’s identity earlier, she might have fled with her Corpse Puppet long ago, never daring to confront her.
But it was too late for everything.
"I... am..."
Once the Corpse Refining Sect female disciple died, the white-eyed Corpse Puppet gradually regained consciousness.
"Madam..."
He looked blankly at the Corpse Refining Sect female disciple’s corpse on the ground, his face twisted as if to cry, but Corpse Puppets are incapable of such functions.
Su Qingqing could keenly sense the other’s complex emotional fluctuations.
Resentment, longing, sorrow, relief...
Ultimately, he only lived for a few final minutes, closing his eyes in death.
His Corpse Refiner was dead, and no matter what, he, as a Corpse Puppet, couldn’t survive.
"Rest in peace..." Su Qingqing’s words were directed at the martial artist officials harmed on the ground.
A gust of wind stirred, dispersing the blood qi that permeated the area.
Just when many stealthy auras rapidly closed in on the area.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding courtyard walls and rooftop were occupied by numerous figures in black robes.
Boom!
At the rear, the government gate was smashed open, revealing numerous Corpse Puppets, crowding in and blocking her path.
The appearance of Corpse Puppets indicated that this group was likely members of the Corpse Refining Sect!
"Su Qingqing, martial artist ranked thirty-sixth on Da Lai’s Celestial List, the most astounding rising star in recent years!" A Corpse Refining Sect member on the courtyard wall spoke, directly revealing Su Qingqing’s identity.