Buying Her Life

Fei Ye had clearly received the notification as well.

A trace of panic finally appeared on her face.

Ling Chu raised the Blade of White Bones.

Ignoring her injuries, Fei Ye suddenly grabbed at Ling Chu's face with her left hand, an unformed dark crimson moonlight gathering in her palm.

Ling Chu had been prepared. She tilted her head aside to evade it, seized Fei Ye's wrist, and forcefully bent it backward.

Crack.

The sound of bones shifting rang out.

Fei Ye's face went pale, and her final counterattack was completely cut short.

Ling Chu kicked her to the ground and held the Blade of White Bones steadily against her throat.

Beyond the bone prison, the waterfall roared.

Black Bear stood at the edge of the woods, pacing back and forth anxiously, but he did not disobey Ling Chu's order and approach.

Fei Ye lay on the ground, blood continuously flowing from her shoulder and the side of her neck. Her staff and dagger had fallen several steps away, and neither of her hands could exert force properly anymore.

The victor had been decided.

Ling Chu looked down at her.

"The Treasure Chest is mine. You made the first move because you wanted to kill me."

Her tone was calm, without the slightest hint of triumph.

"Any last words?"

Fei Ye's chest rose and fell violently.

She could clearly feel that the blade at her throat did not tremble in the slightest.

This woman named Ling Chu truly would kill her.

"You can't kill me."

Fei Ye's voice was hoarse. "I'm the high priestess of the Crimson Moon Fleet! If you kill me, you'll bear the Blood Debt Moon Mark. No matter what region you're in, Crimson Moon will find you!"

"I know."

Ling Chu did not move the blade