There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 132: The Path Of An Emperor Is Ruthless

Chapter 132: The Path Of An Emperor Is Ruthless

The hunchbacked old man and the pale old woman stared in astonishment at the woman before them. She had a mature yet enchanting appearance with flawless features. However, at this moment, a hint of murderous intent flashed between her brows. She wore an elegant white dress that covered her figure due to a concealment technique. In her right hand, she held a longsword, emanating a cold aura.

Such a terrifying presence!

The old couple felt a deep sense of fear emanating from this mysterious woman, even though she merely stood there. Her presence rendered them immobile.

Meanwhile, inside the pavilion, the elegantly dressed woman sat trembling on the ground, huddled with her maid.

"Are you hurt?" Immortal Miao Feng withdrew her gaze and hurriedly looked at Lu Xun behind her, her eyes filled with tenderness and self-blame. She mumbled, "It's all my fault for letting you come and test them. Actually, there was no need for that. Little thief, did they injure you?"

As she spoke, she checked Lu Xun's body, running her hands all over him.

"I'm not hurt at all," Lu Xun smiled shyly, a little embarrassed, and said, "Sister, there's no need to be like this in front of everyone."

"It doesn't matter."

"Kill them all. After all, over the past thousand years, countless people have died by my hand, a few more don't matter." Immortal Miao Feng replied nonchalantly, continuing to examine Lu Xun with great care, sometimes touching his arm, and other times his chest, as if taking the opportunity to get intimate.

After a short while, the big demoness confirmed that the little thief was unharmed, finally letting out a sigh of relief. Her tense heart relaxed as she turned to look at the frightened old couple, her anger rising. Although Lu Xun was unharmed, these two dared to lay hands on him, committing an unforgivable crime. They could only repay it with their lives.

"Poisonous Empty Palms?"

The big demoness glanced at the palms of the two individuals. Their seemingly ordinary withered hands emitted a faint purple aura. She sneered, "It brings back memories. If I recall correctly, two hundred years ago, I killed a man named Yu Tianheng, who also used Poisonous Empty Palms. Unfortunately, he lost his life with a single sword. I wonder if you two will meet the same fate."

Two hundred years ago? Yu Tianheng? The Heavenly Balance Ancestor!

The old couple was even more shocked upon hearing her words. A terrifying thought emerged in their minds. Could she be the thousand-year demoness, Immortal Miao Feng?

"You… Are you Immortal Miao Feng?" The old man was so frightened that it felt like cold water had been poured over him. He asked tremulously.

"Now that you know, go and meet the king of hell."

As she spoke, the big demoness lifted the sword in her hand and with a light swing, the head of the old man detached from his body, rolling several times on the ground.

Thud!

The headless corpse fell to the ground. Not only was the old woman terrified, but the two servants in the pavilion were also scared nearly to death.

Lu Xun wasn't surprised by this turn of events. He had never held any hope for the big demoness. It would be nice if she could be a kind-hearted demoness who killed fewer people. However, the more ruthless the big demoness was, the heavier his burden became. After all, the safety of this world relied on him and his sword.

The decisive and ruthless Immortal Miao Feng did not give the old woman a chance to speak. She thrust her sword into the void, and suddenly, a hole appeared in the old woman's chest. Then, she fell to the ground, and both the old couple lay dead in a pool of blood.

Watching this tragic scene before him, Lu Xun let out a deep sigh in his heart and thought; I should be more careful in my next life. No more going out to shout and kill. Back then, it would have been so much better if I just lived quietly. Now my life is in danger.

"I'll go collect the bodies," he said, "You go and talk to the princess. She's in the pavilion. The one wearing the luxurious dress."

Lu Xun rolled up his sleeves and got down to his post-incident duties, preparing to search the bodies for any valuables and then bury this old couple.

"Okay," Immortal Miao Feng looked at her little thief and a hint of apology flashed across her face. She said with lingering fear, "I won't let you take risks like this again. Thankfully, you have a Pure Yang Body, naturally immune to all kinds of poisons; otherwise… we would be separated by life and death."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment and said solemnly, "If you were to die, I would unleash a massacre and kill everyone in this world. Little thief, you care about the safety of the world, right? You must stay alive for the sake of the people."

The concern was filled with dominance and cruelty, yet it was so heartwarming and touching. Lu Xun smiled softly and said, "I won't die. I haven't had my fill of you yet. If I die, I'd be missing out."

"You little thief, you're so annoying!"

Immortal Miao Feng glared at him with a charming look, not at all like a demoness with blood on her hands, but more like a young wife who had fallen in love.

Walking towards the pavilion, the big demoness approached the elegantly dressed woman. She looked at the woman sitting on the ground, huddled with her maid. With her sword in hand, she gently lifted the woman's chin and stared at her face expressionlessly.

"Do you want to be an empress?" Immortal Miao Feng said casually, "A revered empress adored by the masses."

The terrified woman gradually regained her composure upon hearing Immortal Miao Feng's words. Despite the frightening demeanor of the woman before her, the strong desire to become an empress overcame her fear.

"Yes!" The princess nodded, a hint of determination in her frightened expression.

"Very well!"

"I'll help you ascend to the Dragon Throne," Immortal Miao Feng said with a light smile. She continued, "You'll raise a rebellion, and I'll extinguish the imperial fortune for you."

These words seemed familiar to the princess. Initially, she had found them absurd, but now she believed in them wholeheartedly. She was convinced that the terrifying woman before her could help her sit on that Dragon Throne.

"What… What do I need to do?" The princess asked in a hushed voice.

"The Zhao royal family has two pieces of Heavenly Dao Diagram, passed down through generations of emperors. When you ascend to the throne, give me those two fragments," Immortal Miao Feng said casually. "Don't think that becoming an empress will allow you to get rid of me. I'll put you on the throne, and I can also remove you from it."

The princess quickly lowered her head, pledging her loyalty to Immortal Miao Feng, "I understand."

At that moment, Immortal Miao Feng threw a dagger at her and coldly said, "Kill the woman by your side."

This sudden turn of events left both the princess and her maid bewildered. The maid quickly released her mistress and begged for mercy, sobbing, "Princess! Princess! I don't want to die! Please spare me, spare me!"

As she looked at her maid, who had been with her for over ten years, the princess felt a complex mix of emotions. She bit her lip and asked, "Why?"

"No one must know about this," Immortal Miao Feng said calmly.

"She's been with me for ten years and won't speak a word," the princess answered cautiously.

Immortal Miao Feng didn't say a word; she looked down at the princess, who should have been extremely dignified, and said gently, "The path of an emperor is ruthless and cruel. Success requires sacrificing everything. Now, the decision is in your hands."

With that, she turned and left to find her little thief.

As she watched Immortal Miao Feng's departing figure, the princess was caught in deep hesitation. At the same time, the pleas for mercy from her maid continued to echo in her ears, filled with fear and despair.

Her gaze inadvertently shifted to the dagger. The princess clenched her teeth and immediately snatched the dagger, then stabbed it into her maid's abdomen.

"Yan'er."

"Forgive me."

Tears welled up in the princess' eyes as she looked at her maid, who had been with her for ten years, and said with a face full of remorse, "I had no choice."

The maid fell to the ground with a thud, lying in a pool of blood.

The princess looked at her, at her bloodied hands, and finally, the taut string in her heart broke.

At the same time, Immortal Miao Feng walked past the unconscious middle-aged man on the ground. She discovered that he still had a faint breath, so without a word, she sent him to meet his parents with a single stroke of her sword. Then she approached her little thief, who was hopping around on the freshly dug soil.

"This soil is too fresh and might be easily noticed. We need to cover it with a layer of old soil," she said.

Well! This is called professionalism!

Lu Xun chuckled awkwardly and asked, "Sister, how did you manage her? You are so experienced."

"Yeah. She had no choice," The big demoness said softly. "Little thief, there are still two bodies over there. Don't forget to bury them."

".."

"No, um…" Lu Xun opened his mouth, hesitating for a moment, and then said with a bitter smile, "Okay."

Sigh, maintaining peace in this world is a long and arduous task!

On their way back, Lu Xun and Immortal Miao Feng chose to walk. The two of them walked side by side, with a noble yet fallen princess following behind. At this moment, the princess had emerged from the shadows of grief and fear and was staring intently at Lu Xun's back.

How had he managed to do it? How could he possess such a terrifying wife? The key was that this terrifying woman cared so much about him and treated him like a precious treasure.

"Oh, by the way," Lu Xun suddenly remembered something and said to the princess behind him, "Princess Zhao Yueyan, do you recognize the owner of this jade pendant?"

Saying that, he took out a jade pendant.

When Zhao Yueyan saw the jade pendant in Lu Xun's hand, her mind buzzed, and her eyes filled with incredulity and disbelief.

What… What's going on? How did my sister's personal jade pendant end up in this person's hands?

"You… How do you have my sister's personal jade pendant?" Zhao Yueyan tightly bit her lips and asked cautiously, "How?"

In an instant, the big demoness by Lu Xun's side became alert.

Sister? Personal jade pendant? It seemed there was a story here that she didn't know!