Wang Mengde, You're Courting Death

Shen Qingxue gritted her teeth and spoke despite the oppressive aura, "I'm not playing you, it's just that Qingyue —something happened to her, she's no longer good enough for you."

Ye Wushuang slightly reduced his oppressive aura.

His brows furrowed even deeper, and the anger in his tone subsided slightly, replaced by a hint of doubt.

"What happened?"

Shen Qingxue opened her mouth...

"Qingyue, she----"

Seeing her Ye Wushuang's doubts deepened, and his tone became more urgent. "What's wrong with Qingyue? Tell me!"

Shen Qingxue raised her head, a hint of pain flashing in her eyes.

"Qingyue— " Her voice trembled slightly as she feigned great pain, "Was drugged and violated by a beast."

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

Ye Wushuang stood there, stunned, her expression shifting from confusion to shock, and then from shock to disbelief.

The next instant, an overwhelming rage erupted from him.

His face was ashen, veins bulged on his forehead, and his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

The emerald green Flying Sword hummed and vibrated, and the spiritual light flowing across its blade became sharp and violent.

"Who?" His voice was low and dangerous, as if squeezed from his chest. "Who did it? What's their cultivation level?"

Looking at him like this, Shen Qingxue felt a mix of emotions.

"Forget it." She shook her head. "From now on, don't see Qingyue again, and don't mention this matter in front of Qingyue. It's very hurtful to her."

Ye Wushuang seemed not to hear her words, stepped forward, and pressed, "Who exactly is it? Who did it? And how strong are they?"

His gaze was intense, fixed on Shen Qingxue, refusing to let her look away.

Shen Qingxue hesitated slightly.

Her mind flashed Wang Mengde's calm face, her sister's affectionate look as she nestled in his arms, and the glaring red plum blossom on the bed sheet.

A strong killing intent surged from the bottom of his heart.

That beast deceived Qingyue, ruined Qingyue chastity, and is now going to destroy their future.

What gives him the right?

What makes him, a useless person with Five-Element Spirit Root, so capable?

Shen Qingxue gritted her teeth and spoke.

"He's my ex-husband." Her voice was as cold as ice. "Wang Mengde, Rogue Cultivator from Rosy Cloud Island, with Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement of Qi Refining."

He came to Qingyue and asked Qingyue to buy him some pills. Qingyue was too naive and had no suspicion of him, so she even took him to her home.

Who knew that beast would secretly drug Qingyue.

She spoke each word with unwavering resolve, her eyes filled with hatred.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang was like a powder keg that had been ignited.

"He's asking for it."

Shen Qingxue took a deep breath, suppressing her distracting thoughts, and softened her tone. "Young Master Ye, Qingyue is not worthy of you."

From now on, please don't look for Qingyue again, and don't mention this matter in front of Qingyue. I'm begging you."

Ye Wushuang remained silent for a moment.

The anger on his face gradually subsided, replaced by a somber and calm expression.

"Although Qingyue's body has been taken, she still possesses Three-Element Spirit Root," he said calmly. "I wouldn't mind having her as my concubine."

Shen Qingxue lowered her head, her voice slightly hoarse. "Right now, only you, Alchemist Xuan Yun, and I know about this. You absolutely mustn't tell anyone else, as it will damage Qingyue's reputation."

Ye Wushuang nodded, her tone solemn. "I will never tell anyone."

Shen Qingxue added, "This matter has hurt Qingyue too much. You must never mention it in front of Qingyue again. I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it."

"Sure," Ye Wushuang replied readily.

Shen Qingxue glanced at him, then gave a slight bow as a form of greeting.

"I'll be going now."

She turned around and hurried toward the courtyard gate.

Behind her, Ye Wushuang watched her departing figure, his gaze as gloomy as water.

Just as Shen Qingxue was about to step out of the courtyard gate, his voice came from behind her.

"Where is that beast Wang Mengde now?"

Shen Qingxue paused in her steps.

She didn't turn around, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke, "He left Azure Cliff Island not long ago. He might be returning to Rosy Cloud Island, or he might be going to the Ten-Thousand Grotto Demon Lair."

After saying that, she stepped out of the courtyard gate and left without looking back.

Ye Wushuang stood in the courtyard, watching her figure disappear at the end of the mountain path.

His face was expressionless, only his eyes blazed with intense killing intent.

He lowered his head, looking at the emerald green Flying Sword in his hand. Half of his face was reflected on the blade, gloomy, like a ferocious beast poised to pounce.

"Wang Mengde —you're asking for death."

He took out a Voice Transmission Talisman and typed in the message: "Go and capture someone, Wang Mengde, Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement cultivator from Rosy Cloud Island. I want him alive."

Immediately, the Voice Transmission Talisman was activated.

Wang Mengde flew for another twenty miles, consuming a significant amount of his spiritual energy, roughly estimating that he still had about 70% left.

He looked down at the sea, all around him was a vast expanse of blue waves, with no reefs or islands in sight.

He first used his Spirit Eye Technique to carefully scan the surrounding sea area, and only after confirming that there were no traces of cultivators or demons did he put away the Thousand-Mile Wind-Riding Talisman and plunge into the deep sea.

The icy seawater instantly enveloped him.

Wang Mengde dived to the bottom of the sea, found a relatively flat rock, and sat down cross-legged.

He took out a Qi-Replenishing Pill from his Storage Bag, threw it into his mouth, and quickly refined it.

The warm medicinal power flowed through the meridians, transforming into a trickle of spiritual energy that flowed into the Dantian.

A moment later, his spiritual energy had almost fully recovered.

He leaped out of the sea, channeling his spiritual energy to shake the seawater off his body into a white mist. He then reactivated the Thousand-Mile Wind-Riding Talisman and continued on his journey.

For the rest of the journey, Wang Mengde was extremely cautious.

He always kept his Spirit Eye Technique active, and whenever he detected a cultivator with strong spiritual energy fluctuations, he would change direction and avoid them.

Every so often, he would stop at reefs or islands to replenish his spiritual energy.

If he was unlucky and there was nowhere to land for dozens of miles around, he would simply dive into the deep sea and meditate on the seabed to regulate his breathing.

This process was repeated, and the plane flew southwest.

They flew over a thousand miles without incident, and the journey went quite smoothly.

During this time, they also captured six First-Level Lesser Demon Fish.

Wang Mengde breathed a sigh of relief, then changed direction and flew towards Rosy Cloud Island using the talisman.

He remained as cautious as before.

The Spirit Eye Technique swirled in his eyes, occasionally scanning what was in front of him and what was behind him.

Whenever he saw a cultivator with powerful spiritual energy fluctuations within his line of sight, he would change direction and stay far away, preferring to take a longer route rather than get close to any powerful individual.

The sea was vast, and there weren't many cultivators around. In addition, he deliberately avoided them, so he didn't encounter any trouble along the way.

Not only that, he also caught the Demon Fish.

He didn't let the First-Level Lesser Demon and level two Demon Fish that appeared in his line of sight escape either; he easily captured them with a single Entwining Silk Technique.

After knocking them unconscious, put them into Storage Bag.