Sudden Yin Wind, Iron Axe Breaks Love

This girl seems to have said something that would easily embarrass her.

Lin Tianlu's expression was odd, but seeing the young woman's fighting spirit ablaze, he didn't want to interrupt.

"Heeheehee~"

A sinister laugh suddenly rang out, echoing through the cold, damp cellar.

Lin Tianlu's expression darkened slightly, his gaze shifting towards the figure of the female ghost in the distance.

He saw Cheng Xinyin shakily standing up again, her wounds healing quietly as gray energy wrapped around her. Even her clothes had returned to normal, her posture as graceful and elegant as a noble young lady.

"I never expected his death to be so pathetic."

She pushed aside her scattered black hair, her pretty face alluring, her red lips parting into a sneering smile.

"To think I'd split off most of my yin energy to help create a Ghost User. Yet, holding such power, to be defeated by a scholar in just a few moves, truly an old, useless bone."

Although she had a beautiful face similar to Cheng Yishi's, her demeanor was entirely different.

Hua Shuya's expression turned solemn upon hearing this, and she said in a deep voice, "He is, after all, your father."

"Heh! Father?"

Cheng Xinyin covered her mouth and chuckled twice, her scarlet eyes seeming to brim with bone-chilling coldness.

"What right does such an incompetent person have to be my father?"

She flicked her sleeve, and a large amount of gray energy rose from Cheng Yanghua, who lay in a pool of blood. It gathered into a wind and was instantly absorbed into her sleeve.

This is... yin energy and the souls of the dead?

Lin Tianlu was slightly surprised.

"Phew! Long-awaited, abundant yin energy, truly refreshing."

Cheng Xinyin tilted her head back and sighed, spreading her arms. Yin energy around her became even more vigorous and potent, like a bone-chilling wind that made the cellar whistle.

Quietly, her figure began to blur.

Instantly, Cheng Xinyin turned to the two with a seductive smile: "Why don't you two come down and accompany me in death?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the black hair dancing behind her suddenly elongated rapidly, transforming into ribbon-like strands that swept towards them!

"Senior, be careful!"

Hua Shuya's eyes narrowed sharply. She quickly moved in front of Lin Tianlu and unleashed a flurry of sword techniques.

Sharp sword light flashed, severing each strand of hair that attacked.

Cheng Xinyin's figure gradually faded into the shadows, soon disappearing completely in the cellar. But her seductive laughter did not cease at all.

Swish--!

Large amounts of silk swirled and intertwined throughout the cellar, connecting and merging with countless strands of black and dark hair.

In the blink of an eye, the dim cellar seemed to transform into a cave of tangled silk, filled everywhere with pale fabric. The hair coiled and wrapped around, making it impossible to find any gaps.

Hua Shuya's forehead began to sweat slightly. Although her sword techniques never stopped, the growth of these strange silks far outpaced her slashing speed, attacking from all directions as if they were endless!

"Hah!"

She twisted her waist, dodging several strands of silk. Catching a glimpse of fleeting yin energy, she suddenly let out a sharp cry, and her sword light pierced through the air.

The sharp sword light easily cut through the silk above, continuing its momentum to slash an opening in the cellar ceiling.

However--

"Truly superb sword techniques~"

A deeply seductive, light laugh echoed leisurely, while a large amount of silk quickly filled the opening.

"It's a shame that while these sword techniques have power, if they don't hit me, it's just a waste of energy."

"Hateful!"

Hua Shuya gritted her teeth, looking around her surroundings with slight unwillingness.

Although she had managed to clear a safe space to stand with her sword techniques, in this current situation...

She couldn't find the opponent's hiding spot; she feared she'd be hacking away until tomorrow with no effect.

Lin Tianlu suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of silk that was attacking Hua Shuya from the side, tearing it apart casually.

Hua Shuya's heart trembled slightly at the sight and she quickly forced herself to concentrate.

"Hey--"

But at this moment, Lin Tianlu suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Do you really intend to keep resisting?"

"Hmph! You scholar... do you think I'll be easily killed like that foolish evil spirit?"

A somewhat cold voice echoed in the room: "Even if you are protected by righteous energy and yin energy cannot invade, then I will entangle with you properly and see who has more stamina. Even if you possess ultimate skills, you won't be able to take a single step out of this cellar!"

Is she trying to drag this out?

Lin Tianlu swept his gaze around, faintly hearing the subtle sound of a few strands of hair breaking.

These hairs were not illusions but solid objects formed from yin energy.

If they rashly charged around, they might be ambushed without realizing it. Moreover, these ribbons and silks were interwoven and wrapped layer upon layer, almost completely enveloping the entire cellar, making it impossible to find an escape route. This place had already turned into a demonic den, making it difficult to break free.

As the yin energy gradually entered her body, Hua Shuya's breathing became more pronounced, and her complexion turned pale.

Soon, Cheng Xinyin's mocking voice rang out simultaneously.

"Truly boring. I thought you could resist a little longer."

"Shut up!"

Hua Shuya suddenly swung her sword, cutting through the attacking silk again.

But the yin energy swirled and echoed around, and even though she forced herself to concentrate, she couldn't pinpoint the opponent's location.

"Look at you, you're really anxious. Could it be that you don't want the handsome scholar by your side to get hurt?"

Cheng Xinyin's voice seemed to seep into her heart, a devilish charm, as if deliberately provoking Hua Shuya's impatience and unease.

"Can you really keep this up? Can you truly... rescue him from here?"

The more Hua Shuya listened, the more anxious and self-reproachful she became.

But at this moment, Lin Tianlu quickly patted her shoulder:

"Miss Hua, do not let the demonic voice disturb your mind. When fighting with a sword, the greatest taboo is to lose your composure."

"Senior..."

"Silly scholar! Do you think you have any brilliant methods to contend with me? I've observed carefully just now, you indeed possess surprisingly good skills, but what of it?" Cheng Xinyin laughed heartily, "This place is my lair, every strand of hair, every ribbon is my body. You cannot hope to find my true form!"

"I am only filled with confusion now. Your Cheng family lives without worry, and you even have quite a reputation and status in Changling County. Why would you commit such a heinous act?" Lin Tianlu asked calmly:

"And why have you become such a ferocious fierce ghost, bringing disaster to the human world?"

"You ask me why—"

Cheng Xinyin's mocking laughter drifted leisurely, "Of course, it's only natural and right!"

"..."

Lin Tianlu was silent for a moment, then sighed lightly, "It seems there's no need for further communication."

As soon as he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the female ghost's playful taunts. Instead, he calmed his mind and swept his cold gaze around.

Countless strands of hair and ribbons appeared in his vision, forming a gray, hazy mist. But within this mist, a mass of dense fog was particularly conspicuous, drifting slowly.

It was nothing more than a boring game of hide-and-seek.

"Perish."

Lin Tianlu's expression was indifferent as he raised his hand and clenched it in the air.

The next moment, the ground beneath their feet suddenly erupted with surging Spiritual Energy, converging into countless sword-like light projections, instantly severing and shattering all the surrounding ribbons and hair!

A stern wind blew, suddenly brushing past Cheng Xinyin's rigid body.

"Uh—"

Countless ribbon fragments exploded into a sky full of debris, drifting down eerily.

Cheng Xinyin's true form was revealed, her face still showing a hint of confusion and astonishment, as if she hadn't realized what had happened.

It wasn't until she slightly lowered her head to look that she was horrified to discover her own body... had already been torn apart!

"No, impossible—!"

She was instantly filled with terror.

An indescribable fear engulfed her, leaving no trace of her playful demeanor. She immediately turned to flee.

This scholar... was more terrifying than she had imagined!

But at this moment, a graceful figure slowly appeared in the deep, dark corridor.

Cheng Xinyin's eyes lit up with joy upon seeing her from afar, "Sister!"

The figure slowly emerging from the tunnel was Cheng Yishi, who had been unable to move due to a sprained ankle.

But she was now carrying a heavy iron axe, dragging it somewhat laboriously on the ground as she stumbled.

"Sister! Save my life! That crazy scholar is trying to kill me, quickly beg him to spare me!"

Cheng Xinyin rushed forward eagerly—

Swoosh!

As the cold light flashed down, the female ghost was split in half by an axe on the spot.

Her shattered face still held a trace of bewilderment, as if she hadn't expected—

She would die like this.

Hua Shuya, who had originally intended to pursue at full speed, immediately stopped in her tracks, her expression filled with shock.

Her sister attacked her sister?

And this woman was now entangled with yin energy... could she be the true mastermind?!

Even Lin Tianlu's face showed surprise at this moment, feeling that the originally thin yin energy on Cheng Yishi was now rapidly expanding. This chilling aura was almost indistinguishable from that of a fierce ghost!

One step, two steps--

Cheng Yishi walked silently in front of the two, glancing at Cheng Yanghua, who had already died from blood loss not far away.

Lin Tianlu's eyes narrowed, his expression solemn. "Miss Cheng, are you here to avenge your father?"

But what happened next stunned both Lin Tianlu and Hua Shuya.

Clang--!

She casually threw the heavy great axe onto the ground, her gaze calm.

"--Mister Lin."

Cheng Yishi parted her red lips and suddenly knelt down, her voice low and placid.

"Please grant me death."

"..."