The Most Poisonous Are Women's Hearts

The Most Poisonous Are Women's Hearts

The moment the voice fell, the heads of the Demonic Cult members behind Bai Yan came tumbling down one after another, and swathes of headless corpses toppled to the ground.

At a glance, it looked like a gale had swept across a field of wheat.

Forty or fifty men had been wiped out by Bai Yan's single saber strike!

"What astonishing footwork!"

"What a fast saber!"

"So this is Bai Yan's strength? As expected, his reputation is well deserved!"

The other three Brigade Leaders were utterly shaken as they watched Bai Yan display his might, slaughtering the Demonic Cult fiends as easily as butchering chickens and dogs.

They had long heard that Bai Yan's combat power was extraordinary, but only after witnessing it with their own eyes did they realize that seeing him in person was even more impressive than hearing of him.

They all recognized the Three Gang Saber Art. Quite a few Imperial Guards within the Northern Commandery Investigation Bureau cultivated this saber art.

Yet not one of them could unleash power comparable to Bai Yan's.

They could all see that Bai Yan was so powerful entirely because of his astonishingly swift Lightness Skill and footwork.

He moved like lightning. His enemies simply had no time to react, truly like a divine dragon that showed its head but not its tail!

With such swift footwork bolstering him, even basic saber techniques could take an enemy's head in an instant.

Bai Yan led the charge and slaughtered in every direction, greatly raising the morale of the hundreds of Imperial Guards. In no time, they had wiped out every Demonic Cult fiend in Yiping Villa.

However, up to now, the Demonic Cult's Heaven Gang Hall Master had yet to appear.

Could it be that there is no Heaven Gang Hall Master stationed here?

Bai Yan was puzzled.

No.

Yiping Villa is hidden so deeply that within the Demonic Cult, it must at least count as a mid-level stronghold. They would never send only Xiao Yiping to guard it.

This must be one of the thirty-six halls of the Heavenly Gang.

Just as Bai Yan sorted out his thoughts, a sudden change occurred inside the villa.

A sword hum suddenly rang out. It came from far away and swiftly drew near, like thunder crashing to earth, its lingering echo reverberating through the courtyard for a long while.

Following it, a frosty Sword Qi shot into the ranks of the Imperial Guards, killing more than a dozen of them on the spot, including two Brigade Leaders.

The corpses burst apart, blood and flesh flying everywhere. Yet the instant they hit the ground, the bodies froze into frost, without a trace of blood flowing out.

"What overbearing ice-aspected Sword Qi!"

Bai Yan turned his gaze toward the direction from which the Sword Qi had come, only to see a figure hurtling through the air.

The long sword in that person's hand shimmered indistinctly, blooming with wave after wave of sword images that descended upon the many Imperial Guards.

Those sword images were beautiful enough to intoxicate the senses, yet at the same time, they contained boundless killing intent.

"Careful! Get out of the way!"

Bai Yan immediately shouted a warning, but he was still a step too late.

Several sword images descended, and another twenty or thirty Imperial Guards were instantly cut down.

"Outrageous! You dare slaughter Imperial Guards? You deserve ten thousand deaths!"

A Brigade Leader flew into a rage. He immediately drew his saber and launched himself forward, slashing at that person.

Bai Yan had just wanted to call out and stop him, but it was already too late. The Brigade Leader had already entered the opponent's attack range.

"Clang—!"

A flash of sword light passed, and the Spring Embroidered Saber in the Brigade Leader's hand snapped into two.

The Imperial Guard Brigade Leader himself was severed along with it.

His body was split in two at the waist. The instant it struck the ground, it froze into a block of ice, then shattered into a floorful of fragments.

"Be careful! This person is a Grandmaster-level expert. He must be the Demonic Cult's Heaven Gang Hall Master!"

Bai Yan raised his voice in warning.

If this had been an uninhabited place, Bai Yan could have killed that person with a single saber strike.

Unfortunately, there were too many onlookers here. Bai Yan could not expose his true strength.

The Demonic Cult's Heaven Gang Hall Master had indeed appeared as expected, but the newcomer's identity left Bai Yan and the others greatly surprised.

Before coming here, Bai Yan had thought that the Heaven Gang Hall Master was Mad Saber Xiao Yiping.

After all, Xiao Yiping had been famous for many years, and his name carried considerable weight throughout the martial world.

But after the battle just now, Bai Yan could confirm that Xiao Yiping was not the Heaven Gang Hall Master.

His strength was simply too weak, nowhere near the Grandmaster realm.

The person who had come was the genuine Grandmaster. Her identity was no ordinary one either—she was none other than Xiao Yiping's wife, Su Leng Huan.

In his early years, when Xiao Yiping had roamed the martial world, he had met Su Leng Huan and only then decided to retire from it.

Although outsiders knew that Su Leng Huan was also a martial artist, they had always believed her strength to be low, with her abilities reaching First-rate at most.

Most people's understanding of Su Leng Huan remained that she was Mad Saber Xiao Yiping's wife and the mistress of Yiping Villa.

Yet as things stood, that understanding was completely wrong.

Su Leng Huan's strength was not merely adequate—it was terrifyingly powerful, far surpassing Mad Saber Xiao Yiping's. In Yiping Villa, she was the true master.

"Leng Huan, you're here! Hurry and save me!"

When Xiao Yiping saw Su Leng Huan appear, he was wild with joy and hurriedly begged her for help.

Su Leng Huan merely glanced at him coldly. Her eyes seemed to be looking at a stray dog by the roadside, without the slightest trace of emotion.

"You useless waste! Staying alive is just a waste of grain!"

Before her words had even finished, Su Leng Huan swung her sword at Xiao Yiping. She had gone straight for the kill, showing not the slightest mercy.

The Sword Qi streaked across the sky like a startled swan, carrying a bleak, freezing chill. Wherever it passed, wild grass and soil froze into frost.

Just as the Sword Qi was about to strike Xiao Yiping, a wheel of golden light rose into the air, carrying the afterglow of the stars and shattering the frosty Sword Qi.

Although the Snow Drinking Saber was a divine weapon of extreme cold, making it somewhat incompatible with a saber art leaning toward yang attributes like the Three Gang Saber Art—

blocking Su Leng Huan's frosty Sword Qi was still more than easy.

"To kill someone in front of me? You're being a little too contemptuous of the Imperial Guards."

Bai Yan slowly returned his saber to its sheath and looked coldly at Su Leng Huan.

"They say the mouth of the green snake and the needle in the hornet's tail are both poisonous, but neither is as poisonous as a woman's heart. Seeing you today, I find the saying truly holds."

"Xiao Yiping was your husband for several years, after all. One day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of affection. Do you truly feel nothing for him?"

"Heh! Affection?"

Su Leng Huan let out a mocking laugh, not a trace of warmth in her voice.

"He was merely a pawn. Once he had served his purpose, he was discarded. Where would affection come from?"

"The one you should be worrying about now isn't that waste, but your own lives."

Su Leng Huan lightly raised the long sword in her hand and pointed it straight at Bai Yan, speaking mockingly:

"You were able to save that waste, but I wonder whether you can save yourself."

"Your life is mine today!"

With that, Su Leng Huan was about to attack.

Bai Yan, however, gave a strange smile.

"I'll wager you can't. Your sword isn't fast enough. If you don't believe me, turn around and take a look."

"Hmph. With death at your doorstep, you're still playing such a low-class trick. Do you take me for a three-year-old child? Today, no one can—"

Su Leng Huan looked disdainful. Of course she would not believe the words of an Imperial Court hound.

But before she could finish, a detached voice sounded behind her.

"He truly didn't lie to you. Turn around and you'll know."

"Moreover, I can guarantee that you won't be taking his life today."

The moment those words were spoken, Su Leng Huan's expression changed dramatically. She whipped around to look behind her.

At a single glance, Su Leng Huan's pupils contracted, and every hair on her body stood on end. She cried out:

"You came too!"

The person who appeared behind Su Leng Huan was none other than Zheng Haihan, foremost among the Northern Commandery Investigation Bureau's Thousand Household Officers.

He had remained hidden in the shadows and only appeared in time after Su Leng Huan revealed herself.

When Su Leng Huan saw Zheng Haihan appear, she no longer had the slightest desire to continue fighting. Without saying another word, she immediately used her Lightness Skill and fled into the distance.

Her figure moved like a swallow threading through a forest. With a single burst, she had swept seven or eight zhang away.

Su Leng Huan pushed her Lightness Skill and footwork to the limit, unleashing all the True Essence within her body. She wished she could sprout wings from her ribs and did not dare linger for even a moment.

That was Zheng Haihan—the Northern Commandery Investigation Bureau's foremost Thousand Household Officer, a genuine Grandmaster.

Facing Zheng Haihan, Su Leng Huan did not even have the courage to make a move.

And trying to kill someone in front of a Grandmaster was even more absurd than a fairy tale.

"Sigh, since you've come, why rush to leave?"

"Sit down and chat before you go. There's no harm in that."