If I Were an Evil Soul Master, I Would Have Violated You Before Killing You

Late at night, the hotel suite was silent.

The warm yellow nightlight cast a faint glow, driving away the darkness within the room while gently obscuring the myriad lights of Bright Capital outside the window.

It was already midnight.

On the soft, spacious bed, Ye Guyi, who had been deeply unconscious, had her long golden lashes tremble lightly.

The next moment, she slowly opened her clear eyes.

Her awareness gradually returned, though her head still felt heavy and dizzy.

A distinct ache and numbness came from the back of her neck, as though someone had precisely struck a vulnerable point. The lingering sensation had yet to fade.

Supporting herself with weak, aching arms, she slowly sat up. Her long golden hair lay messily over her shoulders and back, making her look somewhat haggard and fragile.

Her vacant, bewildered eyes swept over the unfamiliar yet exquisitely luxurious room, filled with confusion and doubt.

Pure white bedding, a tidy room, soft lighting, unfamiliar furnishings...

This was not that bloody, shadowy alley, nor was it anywhere she recognized.

"Where is this..."

Ye Guyi murmured softly, her mind still sluggish.

Fragments of last night's bloody battle—the four evil soul masters surrounding her, then being subdued from behind and knocked unconscious—flashed intermittently through her mind.

Just as she was filled with questions and had yet to fully sort out the situation...

A calm, languid young man's voice slowly sounded from beside the window, shattering the silence.

"You're awake?"

The voice was incomparably familiar. It belonged to the mysterious youth who had appeared at the mouth of the alley, the one affiliated with the Holy Spirit Cult!

Whoosh!

Ye Guyi's pupils suddenly contracted!

Every nerve in her body instantly tightened to the limit. All confusion vanished, replaced by overwhelming vigilance and piercing killing intent!

Almost on instinct, she twisted her body, about to summon her martial soul, raise her arm, and draw her sword against the enemy!

Good and evil could never coexist! He was a wicked member of the Holy Spirit Cult. She absolutely could not show him mercy!

But the instant that thought arose, tearing pain suddenly erupted through every meridian in her body!

Her soul power had been completely exhausted, her meridians overdrawn and damaged, and all four limbs felt weak and limp. The movement she had just forced herself into instantly collapsed!

Pain swept through her body. She shuddered and could not help letting out a faint, pained groan, all strength draining from her at once.

Forget fighting and killing an enemy—even sitting upright steadily was incredibly difficult for her now.

By the window, Li Changsheng slowly turned around.

The youth's face was handsome and youthful, but his gaze was indifferent and cold. With undisguised contempt, he looked calmly at the girl on the bed, who was enduring pain with hostility in her eyes.

"What? You want to kill me the moment you wake up?"

Faced with his blunt question, Ye Guyi showed no fear. Despite her severe injuries and inability to move, the stern killing intent in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest, and her voice was resolute.

"Of course I want to kill you!"

"You damned evil soul master!"

"All evil soul masters bring chaos to the world, slaughter living beings, and deserve to die! Every last one of them should die!"

She came from an orthodox lineage and possessed the Holy Angel martial soul. Eradicating evil and upholding righteousness had been her path throughout her life.

In her eyes, the Holy Spirit Cult was the source of all evil, and every evil soul master deserved execution!

Seeing her unyielding, stubbornly fierce expression, Li Changsheng slowly began walking toward the bed.

He stood tall, looking down from above at the pale girl whose eyes remained full of defiance. An oppressive aura suddenly enveloped her.

"What did you call me?"

His tone was not heavy, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.

Ye Guyi did not yield in the slightest. Meeting his gaze, she shouted angrily, every word forceful and clear:

"Evil soul master!"

"You damned evil soul master! You should have—"

Before she could finish!

Slap!

A crisp, resounding slap suddenly rang through the room!

Li Changsheng could not be bothered to listen to her rigid, inflexible nonsense. He raised his hand and delivered a clean, sharp slap!

He controlled his strength with precision. It would not truly injure her, but it hurt enough, humiliated enough, and was enough to wake her up!

Ye Guyi's delicate body jolted violently, and her head was struck to one side. A distinct red handprint instantly appeared on her snow-white cheek.

Her hands reflexively braced against the bed, and she was completely stunned.

Her clear eyes were filled with utter shock, disbelief, humiliation, and rage.

She had never been treated like this before!

No one had ever dared to be so disrespectful, to slap the inheritor of the Holy Angel like this!

But before she could recover from the tremendous shock and humiliation, a cool hand suddenly reached out.

It fiercely seized her slender body and yanked her over!

The next second, five fingers closed around her slender, pale neck with precision!

A faint sense of suffocation instantly swept through her body. An icy warning sounded beside her ear, chilling to the bone and cutting straight into her heart:

"If you dare call me an evil soul master again."

"I'll make you suffer more than death."

As his words fell, his fingers loosened slightly, and he released his grip.

Deprived of support, Ye Guyi went limp. Her neck felt faintly numb, and her body softened as she heavily collapsed back onto the soft bed without any strength left.

Her cheek burned with pain, while anger, humiliation, and unwillingness churned wildly within her.

Yet her body was so weak that she did not even have the strength to lift her head and meet his eyes.

Seeing her bedraggled yet stubborn appearance, tears in her eyes though she still refused to yield, Li Changsheng remained indifferent. Showing no tenderness, he coldly stated the truth outright:

"If your brain isn't broken, think carefully."

"If I really were the bloodthirsty, brutal, unscrupulous evil soul master you claim I am, do you think you could still be lying here safely, arguing with me?"

"In that alley last night, your soul power was exhausted. You were completely at my mercy."

"I could have violated you before killing you, extracted your martial soul, refined your soul, and turned you, a Holy Angel, into a supreme puppet that would never betray its master."

"But from beginning to end, have I touched you at all?"

Ye Guyi's chest heaved violently. Her stunning face was filled with towering fury as she glared at him and demanded through gritted teeth:

"Since you joined the Holy Spirit Cult and threw yourself into the evil path!"

"You are capable of doing evil deeds, so are you afraid of being called an evil soul master?"

This question was rigid, stubborn, deeply ingrained—a prejudice carved into her bones by a century of indoctrination from the righteous path.

Li Changsheng could not be bothered to argue with her any longer.

Further explanations were meaningless. Only power and essence could truly break the deadlock.

He slowly raised his slender right hand and spread open his palm.

The next moment, a warm, crystalline emerald radiance, pure to the extreme and brimming with vitality, slowly condensed and blossomed in his palm!

It was pure divine power of life, free of the slightest impurity and transcending every soul power system of the lower realm!

The radiance was warm, righteous, nourishing all things and purifying every foul and corrupted impurity!

Light, holiness, endless vitality!

It was utterly opposite to the darkness, bloodthirst, and sinister poison of evil power!

Li Changsheng raised his eyes and asked calmly:

"Have you ever seen an evil soul master possess this kind of power?"

In an instant.

The entire room fell completely silent.

Ye Guyi, who had just been filled with rage and stubbornly unyielding, froze completely on the bed.

Her clear eyes flew wide open. Her mind went blank, and she was utterly stunned!

She stared fixedly at that warm, pure, boundless green light of life, her heart and mind violently shaken!

She understood the nature of evil soul masters better than anyone!

All evil soul masters cultivated by devouring blood essence, consuming souls, and plundering the vitality of living beings.

Their power was foul, sinister, decayed, and filled with killing intent and resentment.

There had never been an evil soul master in this world capable of nurturing, controlling, or unleashing such pure, sacred life force!

This was fundamentally contradictory, opposing, utterly impossible!

A massive contradiction slammed into her mind, completely overturning everything she believed!

If he was not an evil soul master...

Then why had he calmly admitted back then that he belonged to the Holy Spirit Cult?

The Holy Spirit Cult was clearly a nest of absolute evil, the origin of evil soul masters throughout the world!

Affiliated with an evil cult, yet possessing sacred divine power of life?

Two completely contradictory identities and powers violently collided within her understanding.

Truth and falsehood, right and wrong—it was impossible to tell them apart.

Ye Guyi fell into utter confusion and doubt, completely unable to distinguish what was real from what was false.