The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere
Chapter 193 - 83. Real Pure Love VS Fake Pure Love (2/2, 6000 words, please subscribe)

Chapter 193: 83. Real Pure Love VS Fake Pure Love (2/2, 6000 words, please subscribe)

Dawn has arrived.

Yet the night sky grew ever darker.

Above the Tang Family stronghold, fierce winds blew in flurries as the boundless blood-red ominous aura pierces the sky, conjuring a ghostly apparition in its wake.

At this moment, the Black Moon City army, led by the Murong Family and the Xie Family, has already broken through the mountain-protecting formations outside the Tang Family stronghold with overwhelming force. They have beheaded countless adversaries on their way to the final target—

The Main Castle, where the Family Head of Tang Family, Seventh Young Master Tang, resides!

"Look at the sky! There’s a ghostly figure of a woman!"

"Holy shit! It’s true! So scary! So terrifying!"

"Not only that! Even the moon has turned red! With the appearance of a blood moon, disaster is surely impending!"

"Seventh Young Master Tang has reached the end of his rope; might he still be hiding some secret killer?"

"It’s all an illusion! Don’t be afraid! Guns in hand, follow me!"

.....

Before the Main Castle gates.

The crowd was in frightful disarray.

Even the two leading Family Heads, Xie Zonglin, and Murong Qi, felt uneasy.

"Old Xie, what’s your take?"

Murong Qi turned to the older Xie Family Head, "We have swept through all parts of the Tang Family stronghold, Seventh Young Master Tang must be hiding inside, should we just storm in?"

"What do you think, dear brother?"

Xie Zonglin passed the ball back.

Murong Qi was stunned for a second, gritted his teeth, and said, "The blood moon fills the sky, it’s an ominous sign, however, we have no other choice."

"Now that Father from the Upper Sect has come to know everything, and for now does not hold us accountable for our alliance with Seventh Young Master Tang, tonight....it’s our only chance to redeem ourselves and show loyalty to Father!"

"You are very right, but—"

Xie Zonglin said gravely, "If I told you that rushing in like this would certainly mean death, would you still charge forward without hesitation?"

"This....."

Murong Qi was momentarily speechless.

"Alas."

Xie Zonglin sighed lightly, saying, "Do you know why Seventh Young Master Tang’s wife, the former Ethereal Cloud Palace Saintess, Qin Yue’er, died?"

Murong Qi pondered for a moment, and said, "I’ve heard some rumors about this matter, but those rumors are too bizarre to believe."

"The truth is often even more absurd and ugly than rumors."

Xie Zonglin said, "Because Tang’s wife had a special fondness for my Xie Family’s crafted magical accessories, old ties were established. She treated me as a confidant and informed me of some secrets."

He paused and continued:

"This Tang wife was gifted with both extraordinary talent and beauty, yet she was injured unintentionally by her own ancestor’s Nine Tribulations Yin Devouring Fire, while trying to help Mu Xinlan ambush the Demon Lord in the Qingling Demon Sovereign’s battle at Seal Demon Valley, ruining her appearance, turning hideous."

"What!?"

Murong Qi’s expression was shocked upon hearing this, he couldn’t help but interject: "Is the Upper Sect Father, battling Mu Saintess true? Is it not just a tale spread by the Righteous Path?"

"Yes, the duel witnessed by Tang’s wife..."

Xie Zonglin said: "but the result of the duel is not as the Righteous Path proclaimed, with the Demon Lord defeated miserably and his cultivation ruined, otherwise, the Demon Lord couldn’t have obliterated the Fierce Tiger Taoist at a snap, wouldn’t you agree?"

"Yes, thus it seems, the Demon Lord most likely won."

Murong Qi muttered, a scene from the day where the respectful Father restored his wife’s consciousness flashed in his mind.

His admiration and reverence grew!

Xie Zonglin continued: "After Tang’s wife had her appearance ruined, her spirit waned, wearing an iron skin mask day and night until she met Seventh Young Master Tang."

"Seventh Young Master Tang, instead of despising her hideous appearance, passionately pursued her. This naive Saintess tasted the love between man and woman, which was irresistible, leading even to elope with Seventh Young Master Tang to the Eastern Continent."

"Later, as we have seen, the couple, in Black Moon City, lived harmoniously, in love deeply enviable to others."

"However, less than two years, Tang’s wife passed away, and....it was not as Seventh Young Master Tang officially announced, dying of a strange illness, but—"

"Suicide."

"Tang’s wife committed suicide?" Murong Qi widened his eyes.

"Indeed, the night before her suicide, Tang’s wife came to see me for the last time, and entrusted me with some relics to pass on to her ancestor, namely the Ancestral Saintess, Mu Xinlan."

Xie Zonglin said: "Tang’s wife told me, Seventh Young Master Tang is the only man she loved deeply in her life, she was willing to give him everything, including—"

"Embrace the demon path, transforming from a pure and flawless Saintess into a ghastly dreadful Seven Plagues Corpse Demon."

"Is this true?"

Murong Qi looked shocked: "Why didn’t you stop Tang’s wife back then?"

"Everything in this world can be forgiven, except foolish affection."

Xie Zonglin shook his head and sighed: "The day after Tang’s wife’s return, I received the obituary issued by the Tang Family stronghold. I vividly recall, at the funeral, Seventh Young Master Tang cried inconsolably for his deceased wife, moving everyone present."

"Yet, who knew, on the night of the funeral, this lad went with the Fierce Tiger Taoist to roam Spring Flower House."

"Stop, Old Xie! Disgusting!"

Murong Qi looks with resentment, thinking of his wife’s vengeance fueled his wrath, "If you wish to wait, then wait! For the humiliation of my wife, I shall not coexist with Seventh Young Master Tang in heaven! I will now take his head and offer it to the Upper Sect Father!"

Having said that, he activated the Sun and Moon Gold Wheel magic item, preparing to lead the charge.