Knowing No Bounds

She recalled the sight of her father being sent flying by a single palm strike from a Myriad Flow Sect elder, recalled the misery of her clansmen bound in iron chains. If not for her family, she would rather have smashed her head against the wall and died here.

"I heard something."

The round-faced female disciple lowered her voice, yet deliberately made sure Xie Qingxuan heard every word clearly.

"The Young Sect Master has taken at least eighty concubines, if not a hundred. The ones he doesn't favor... hehehe, they're worse off than even the spirit hounds guarding the gate."

The tall, thin female disciple chimed in.

"Exactly. Didn't one try to run away last month? The Young Sect Master ended up rewarding her to the sect disciples. That was truly miserable."

Xie Qingxuan trembled all over, her stomach churning violently.

She stared fixedly at herself in the bronze mirror, her eyes filled with despair.

Gu Sheng, where are you? she cried soundlessly in her heart.

Then she thought bitterly.

No, don't come. This place is too dangerous.

Just then, the door silently opened, and a black shadow slipped inside.

"Who's there?"

The round-faced female disciple turned around warily. Before she could finish speaking, a cold flash swept past.

Two heads fell to the ground almost at the same time. Glittering frost sealed their wounds, and not a single drop of blood splattered out.

Xie Qingxuan's eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her mouth.

She saw a woman in black gauze standing in the room, her figure graceful and her gaze icy.

"Don't make a sound."

The veiled woman spoke softly, her voice like a clear spring striking stone.

Immediately afterward, another woman flashed into the room.

This woman was veiled as well, but there was a liveliness in her