Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 445 - 274: Yin Xue_2

Chapter 445: Chapter 274: Yin Xue_2

Leveraging the recoil, she leapt over ten meters in a flash. Clenching her fists, the pitch-black patterns once again appeared, covering her entire body. She paid no heed to the man’s fully armed approach. The smashed head reformed once more, the scattered flesh slowly crawling back onto her body, writhing and reassembling.

It was enough to fill one’s heart with fear and trepidation.

"Little one, I’m in a good mood today, not planning to drain your blood dry. Your flesh and sinew should taste decent, what a pity."

A demonic smile spread across her chubby little face.

"The taste of bugs is too strong, and I have hated bugs my whole life."

It was at this moment he noticed her eyes were a deep blood-red. This kind of cultivation path could be guessed as that of an Evil Cultivator even by the toes, yet Cen Zhuangzhuang remained silent, carefully maintaining his distance as he circled her.

He was both looking for a weakness and keeping his body nimble.

"I’m here waiting for you because there’s a scent on you that’s familiar to me."

"Mm~ this aura, this edge, this Sword Intent... heeheehee, someone from Swordmaster Peak must be quite close to you, right?"

She revealed a sinister smile.

At that, Cen Zhuangzhuang’s heart pounded fiercely for several beats.

He was currently dozens of miles away from Dongliang City. Even with a wide coverage of Divine Sense, it would be impossible to sense anything happening there. Now, as he was in the north, did this mean the woman had trailed the scent all the way south to find someone?

And she was looking for Brother Jiang?

Silent.

He naturally couldn’t reveal any helpful information, but his surprised expression betrayed his thoughts, making the woman smile even wider with delight.

"Indeed, I haven’t come to the wrong place. Someone from Swordmaster Peak is indeed here. It seems the Blood Slaves I refined some days ago spoke the truth."

"There’s a city less than eighty miles to the south. Are the disciples of Swordmaster Peak there?"

She asked another question with a smile.

With her level of cultivation, she likely knew how to cold read, distinguishing lies merely by listening to a person’s heartbeat and pulse rate. As soon as she spoke, Cen Zhuangzhuang’s heartbeat uncontrollably quickened.

Which only made her laugh more merrily.

"I originally thought Swordmaster Peak was gone from the world, Liu Jian dead, all his disciples wiped out by others. But unexpectedly, Swordmaster Peak truly had some luck; close to extinction, a small disciple managed to rebuild the Mountain Gate."

"But it’s fine. I still vividly remember Liu Jian’s Seventy-two Swords, my body shattered, spirit nearly obliterated. If not for my forethought to learn the Blood Jutsu and Soul Condensing Technique, and leaving a decoy corpse for summoning the soul, I might not have survived Liu Jian’s Seventy-two Swords."

"Now that I’ve heard Phoenix Heavenly Cave is reopening... heh, that’s a fine opportunity."

The plump face looked somewhat cute when she smiled, but the words she uttered left Cen Zhuangzhuang sweating profusely. He was slow-witted but definitely not stupid!

Did this woman have a grudge with the Old Sword Immortal?

And from her tone, was she here for revenge!?

He couldn’t help but inhale sharply and wondered just how old this little girl was to know the name of the old Clan Leader?

He took a step forward.

Just a simple move immediately made Cen Zhuangzhuang step back, his heart pounding in panic. At this point, all he hoped for was to delay the inevitable as long as possible, to not die too swiftly.

"May I ask for the senior’s grand name, and if there’s any message you wish to be conveyed, I will ensure it reaches Brother Jiang and the old Clan Leader."

He showed a naive smile and bowed politely.

From her words, it wasn’t hard to deduce that she was here for revenge. He could only hope this woman had no connections with Cen Family Village.

However, her response made the girl in front of him burst into laughter, a merry and maniacal chuckle.

"You’re much smarter than those old fools of the Cen Family."

"Those stubborn old immortals; I intended to work with your Cen Family Village once, to take down the borders of the Central Plains. I wanted nothing but the flesh and blood of the twelve cities to help my Blood Technique succeed."

"Tsk tsk tsk. But your family’s old men, always babbling about righteousness, a bunch of bug-fiddling filthy rats start preaching about humanity, haha~ Now, indecisive and stuck in limbo."

"Had you listened to me back then, the Cen Family’s influence today would likely be a third larger."

"Ended up being the families behind you that were compliant. Though they didn’t distribute the flesh and blood of those twelve cities, they still fed me enough to make some progress..."

Chilling to hear!

As a disciple from the Southern Border, how could he not have studied its history? Although not all of the history was honorable, as a direct descendant of the family, he would often come into contact with such matters.

Historically, indeed, other families had shown unexpected expansion, swallowing up several smaller groups from the Southern Border. The terrifying part was that not a single survivor was left in those groups, creating quite an uproar at the time.

Could it be because of this woman!?

"Hey, why stare at me like that? In the past, seeing me would bring joy to many Southern Border families. It’s just too bad that Liu Jian stumbled upon me, or else my Blood Technique would have reached completion long ago..."

"You are Yin Xue!"

He issued an alarmed shout.

"Oh? I didn’t expect the Southern Border to actually dare to leave records about me."

She admitted it.

The young girl in front of him was none other than the notorious Blood Cultivator, Yin Xue, who had evaded capture for years and vanished without a trace.