Seduce The Villainess (GL)

Chapter 354 The Hunter Who Killed Immortal (105)

Chapter 354  The Hunter Who Killed Immortal (105)

(Central Region- Jade leaf City)

(Old Dragon's Tavern)

"Did you hear the news?"

"No tell me… was it about the saintess from the Pure Spirit Sect?"

"Yes! That's the one! Keep this between the two of us but I heard that she has a secret addiction… gambling… believe or not… I got a buddy who said she once lost two thousand spirit stones in just one single night."

"Bullshit."

Loud whispers, jeers and mocking laughter filled the air as dozens of men and women all dressed in robes with weapons attached to their hips sat down on the cheap wooden chairs.

"Arghhh!"

A horrific scream cut through the noise for a moment and the room briefly fell silent. All eyes turned to a middle-aged man who was lying down on the floor while holding his face in pain.

A younger woman presumably his daughter rushed over to help him all the while a female cultivator wearing light blue robes crossed her arms over the man's body and smiled.

"Dad… please… I… oh god…" the daughter's voice trailed off in horror as she saw what had happened to her father.

Two gaping wounds were present on his face where his eyes should have been. Mercifully the middle-aged man fell unconscious as a large pool of blood formed beneath his body.

"Oy barmaid! I need a refill!" someone shouted and broke the silence.

The noise resumed to its normal level as if what had just happened was nothing to be concerned about.

The daughter bit her lip and angrily glared at the female cultivator who simply raised an eyebrow.

"Try it," the female cultivator sneered as she approached the furious mortal woman and handed her a sharp knife from her storage ring.

"Go ahead…"

She handed over the knife and then tilted her neck to the side. The daughter of the injured man gripped the knife so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

With a great deal of courage, she swung the weapon directly at the cultivator's neck with a swift strike that contained all the force that she could muster.

Crack!

The blade shattered.

Pieces of steel fell on the ground and some shards even managed to cut her fingers in the process.

Still the mortal woman could do nothing except stare in shock as the female cultivator shrugged off the blow as if it was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"Stop playing with the mortals He Meili," a sing-song voice came from the distance. A handsome young man wearing a sharp black robe with gold trimmings approached the female cultivator.

"Cai Haoyu… I'm just having some fun… relax I didn't plan on killing anyone today," He Meili giggled softly as she stared at the young man with a love-struck expression on her face.

"I didn't want to spoil the mood… I was actually waiting for you to arrive… why did you take so long?"

"It doesn't matter darling… come here and give me a kiss," Cai Haoyu lovingly whispered as he walked up to his lover and gently pressed his lips against hers

The pair held hands and wandered off to the corner of the room. It was clear that the attractive young man and beautiful woman loved each other as they affectionately gazed into each other's eyes.

And neither one acknowledged the mortal woman who was now desperately trying to stop her father from bleeding out on the ground. She turned to the nearby cultivators and begged them.

She threw away her pride. She threw away her self-respect.

No matter the cost… she would get a healing pill to fix her father's injuries before it was too late.

"Please… just one healing pill o' great immortals," the mortal woman went from table to table and begged for help. She was met with cold glares and irritated coughs.

"Please… please… I…"

"Sure," a warm voice kindly spoke. The voice belonged to an elderly man who was dressed in tattered robes and leaked a small amount of spiritual energy from his body.

His face was covered in heavy wrinkles and patches of dark spots lined his skin. There was an unpleasant and dark emotion in his eyes as he approached the desperate mortal woman.

"But you will have to earn it," the elderly man whispered softly as he reached out with his seemingly frail hand and gripped the mortal woman by her shoulder.

His hand appeared to be fragile and weak. However, to the mortal woman it was as though an unbreakable mountain had fallen down on her shoulder.

She could not move.

The elderly man rummaged around in his pocket using his left hand and pulled out a small faint red pill that smelled incredibly sweet mixed with a faint herbal scent.

"Do you want this?" the elderly man asked gently as he moved his hand until his fingers were gently caressing the mortal woman's cheek.

"Well… it may already be too late…"

The elderly man cackled wickedly and pointed at the mortal woman's father. She looked at the direction of his finger and saw a sword sticking out of her father's chest.

Someone had killed him while she had been begging around for a healing pill.

She immediately ran towards her father's corpse while the elderly man's harsh laughter echoed through the room as if the entire affair was a source of great amusement.

"Old fucker was just lying on the ground in my way," an irritated cultivator whispered angrily to his friend.

Yao Chuanwei lifted up another glass of wine and took a small sip.

The sword attached to his hip was covered in blood. He had nearly tripped over the fat oaf that was sleeping on the ground so to punish him well… it was simple.

He would pay with his life.

"Have the saints and saintesses from the four great sects arrived yet?" Yao Chuanwei asked his friend who sat across from him and absentmindedly stared off into the distance.

"Oh yeah the Holy Sword Sect showed up yesterday," Sun Jingyi replied softly as she played with a couple loose strands of her hair that had slipped out of the bands.

"Really? I was looking forward to seeing the saintess… well former saintess… I heard that she was so beautiful that her master intentionally covered up her face," Yao Chuanwei remarked in a wistful tone.

"That has to be nonsense. No one is that attractive not even the cultivators who train in the double cultivation arts and learn techniques of visual enhancement," Sun Jingyi scoffed loudly as she leaned back in her chair.

"What was her name? Xu Lu? Listen I'm sure she was pretty but hardly an earth-shattering beauty… if you ask me, I think that she wore a mask just to increase her reputation."

"No one has ever even seen her face to verify if what's underneath the mask is truly beautiful… hell for all we know she could be ugly and hideous with lots of warts and pimples!"