Celestial Master of the Gu Arts
Chapter 12

He Got Away

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Ye Zifeng glared at Meng Huai with hatred. Having so many of his gu insects killed had severely depleted his vitality, but this man was far too powerful.

It looks like I'm no match for him at all. When all else fails, retreat. I'll decide what to do once I get back. There'll be plenty of chances later.

Those thoughts raced through his mind, but his face remained twisted with ferocity, as though he had resolved to fight his opponent to the death.

Seeing him repeatedly glance toward Yun Zimo, Meng Huai quietly shifted a step in her direction to keep him from lashing out in desperation.

Ye Zifeng let out an angry roar, and another great swarm of gu insects flew out. Apparently, he intended to overwhelm Meng Huai with sheer numbers again, and under these circumstances, that tactic could indeed have some effect.

Meng Huai formed another hand seal, ready to teach him a painful lesson. Unexpectedly, the gu insects suddenly flew backward, enveloped the bastard, and then flowed like water through the gap around the window, making a swift escape.

He glanced toward the window and let out a long breath. Perhaps it was just as well that the man had escaped. Though he was confident he could handle him, he could not guarantee that Yun Zimo would remain unharmed.

He had certain limitations himself. The gu insects he used essentially fought individually, making it difficult to deploy them in a true swarm.

Although this greatly improved their combat strength, overall, they were poorly suited to fighting crowds. With someone else to protect as well, he was stretched even thinner.

Seeing that the man had been driven off, Yun Zimo naturally breathed a sigh of relief. She watched Meng Huai anxiously, afraid he would chase after him. If more insects appeared, she would be in serious trouble.

Seeing this formidable career woman looking like a delicate little kitten, Meng Huai could not help feeling stirred. A man was usually especially protective of his first woman.

Putting on a helpless expression, he said, "Please stop looking at me like that. I know better than to chase a cornered enemy, and I'm not going to leave you here alone!"

Yun Zimo stepped forward, took hold of his sleeve, and gently shook it, pleading sweetly, "Then don't leave me in the future either. Stay here and protect me, please?

"I've given you everything. You can't just have your fun, then turn around and pretend none of it happened. If you do, I'll draw a little circle and curse you. Say yes, please!"

Meng Huai felt himself melting. His gaze dipped, naturally catching an expanse of pale skin. Heat rushed into his nose, and he nearly got a nosebleed.

He hurriedly recited the Tranquility Spell twice before saying with a smile, "Don't worry. I'm not the kind of man who shirks his responsibilities. Of course I'll see this through!

"But this opponent is rather troublesome. He's from the Night God Church, and I know nothing about that sect. That's the biggest headache!"

Seeing how thoroughly he had been bewitched, Yun Zimo wore a triumphant smile. So what if he was a powerful expert? He was still susceptible to a woman's charms.

A beautiful woman did not need all sorts of tricks to handle a man. With her natural assets and a gentle, virtuous manner, it was child's play!

She also knew she could not be merely a pretty ornament. A sweet, dependent woman might be endearing, but one who could actually help was naturally worth more.

Smiling, she said, "Everyone has their own circle. I'm sure people like you are no exception. It's all right if you don't know. Why not ask someone?"

Meng Huai thought she made a great deal of sense. He quickly took out his phone and made a round of calls, finally uncovering some useful information.

The Night God Church had risen five years earlier. No one knew who its leader was, and its first operation had targeted narcotics officers.

The China Affairs Special Handling Bureau had intervened for a time, but its efforts had yielded nothing. The Military Special Operations Office had subsequently taken over, and the investigation was still ongoing.

These people were exceptionally strange. The Special Operations Office had captured several Special Envoys, but none could be swayed by any means. In the end, their bodies had exploded, killing them.

Faced with this mysterious force, even the Black-and-White Witch Cult was unwilling to challenge it directly. Instead, it had chosen to leave well enough alone, turning a blind eye and a deaf ear!

After obtaining this information, he felt his head throb. Anyone would find it daunting to face such a vast, mysterious organization!

But their paths had already crossed, binding them together through cause and consequence. Who knew what would happen next? There would probably be no end to the trouble.

Seeing his tightly knitted brows, Yun Zimo sat meekly beside him. She looked nothing like a formidable career woman now, and more like a dutiful little wife.

Lowering her voice, she said, "Is this really difficult to deal with? I'm so sorry I dragged you into it. Perhaps you should just forget about me and leave me to fend for myself!"

Meng Huai reached out and lifted her delicate chin, shaking his head gently. "What are you saying? Do you think I'm a man who shirks his responsibilities?

"Since last night, our fates have been intertwined. Don't say anything so foolish again. There's nothing in this world that can't be resolved!"

A faint smile appeared on Yun Zimo's face. Although she had just employed a little trick, his words filled her heart with sweetness!

Ye Zifeng fled back to his villa on the outskirts, his face deathly pale. This time, he had been inadequately prepared. He had never expected his target to have a Gu Master on her side, much less a high-level one.

As a result, he had suffered a bitter defeat. He needed to recuperate properly. Once he recovered his vitality, he would settle the score with that man at his leisure and make him pay.

He glanced around, then beckoned over two young women. Their eyes were vacant, and they looked like dolls that had been hollowed out.

With a casual motion, he released several gu insects. They crawled over the two women before finally burrowing into their private parts. The women let out agonized screams and rolled desperately across the floor.

He showed not a trace of pity. Only after a while did he recall the gu insects. By then, the two young women had withered into shriveled husks, like people a hundred years old.

Their once-beautiful eyes soon lost all their luster. They had actually died of old age, their vitality becoming nourishment for him.

An insect egg appeared in each of the small holes in Ye Zifeng's back. They hatched at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into larvae that began gnawing at his body.

He gritted his teeth and endured it, sweat covering his forehead as his face turned deathly pale. He summoned several more women and repeated the process. Only then did his breathing gradually steady.

His gu insects had been replenished. They only needed a few more days to mature, and then he could take his revenge.

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