The Vengeful Fairy's Rebirth
The eerie sound of the zither instantly swept through the entire Wang Household. On the faces of the Wang Household, a variety of emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire appeared. Their seven emotions and six desires were in a frenzy of agitation.
Soon, some people began to dance wildly and scream incessantly; others stood still with vacant eyes, already possessed by a demonic possession.
People who had grudges against each other fought each other with bloodshot eyes, and screams of agony rose and fell.
The Wang Household patriarch originally intended to follow the sound of the zither to find the person behind it all, but seeing the Lineage in chaos and members dying one after another, he was consumed by rage, his eyes turning bloodshot.
His eyes glazed over, his reason consumed by rage, and he descended into madness, attacking everything around him with a frenzy. Even his own disciples were caught in the crossfire of his attacks, dying in droves.
In an instant, the entire Wang Household was shrouded in desperate screams and the stench of blood.
"Exterminate the seven emotions and sever the six desires!"
Su Wantang gave a low shout, her fingertips flying even faster across the strings.
The music suddenly turned sharp, and all but a few members of the Wang Household family exploded in screams, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
The Wang Household patriarch, spitting blood from all seven orifices, finally awoke from his madness, his entire body erupting with a terrifying aura as he roared angrily:
"Who exactly are you? Why did you want to destroy my Wang Household? What deep-seated hatred do you hold against my Wang Household?"
Su Wantang continued playing the piano rapidly, her voice icy and filled with murderous intent.
"I have no enmity with the Wang Household, but you made a huge mistake by marrying that heartless Zhao An."
He was my dear senior brother! On our wedding night, he killed my father, used the Spirit-Seizing Great Art to steal my Spirit Root, and then threw me off a cliff.
If it weren't for the fortuitous opportunity encounter with the Soul-Returning Flower, I would have died and vanished decades ago.
Upon hearing this, the Wang Household patriarch felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out another mouthful of blood, roaring in fury:
"Zhao An! You beast! You've brought my Wang Household to this state!"
"Heh, don't think the Wang Household is innocent." Su Wantang let out a disdainful sneer, her fingertips suddenly plucking the strings of her zither.
"To seek revenge, I have already investigated you thoroughly. The Wang Household has been murdering and robbing, causing havoc in the region; they are no good people to begin with."
The moment the music ended, the body of the Wang Household patriarch exploded, along with his resentment and unwillingness, vanishing without a trace in the blood mist.
"You're Su Wanqiu? How is that possible? No, Junior Sister, spare me!" Zhao An exclaimed in shock, and in his terror, he knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy.
"Su Wanqiu?" Su Wantang sneered, her tone filled with hatred:
"The name Wanqiu is too sad. My name is Wantang now, Su Wantang."
My dear senior brother, my dear husband, you probably never dreamed I was still alive, did you?
You were a beggar begging on the street, but my father kindly took you in, taught you the art of cultivating immortality, and even betrothed me to you.
He never imagined he would die at the hands of such a heartless bastard.
You stole my Spirit Root, nearly causing my death and the dissipation of my cultivation. How can I forget this Blood Sea?
She stared at Zhao An, her voice full of sarcasm. "You used my Spirit Root to cultivate to the Early Golden Core Stage, and you even relied on your status as the Wang Household's son-in-law to obtain resources. Your methods are truly Gao Ming."
Before she could finish speaking, she plucked a string with her fingertips, and an invisible sound wave instantly struck the already seriously injured Zhao An.
With a crisp "crack," the Golden Core core within Zhao An's body shattered.
"No!"
Zhao An let out a shrill scream, his face drained of all color, leaving only a deathly despair.
"I poured so much effort into cultivating my Golden Core, Su Wanqiu, how cruel you are."
"Ruthless? My methods are less than one ten-thousandth of yours. If I were even half as ruthless as you, I wouldn't have ended up in such a predicament."
Su Wantang sneered and plucked the strings with her fingertips once more.
The invisible sound waves transformed into strong threads, binding Zhao An's limbs tightly and suspending him in mid-air.
The silk threads cut through his flesh like sharp blades, and blood dripped down the threads. Zhao An's screams were heart-wrenching, and he kept repeating his pleas for mercy.
"Junior sister, spare me! Please, spare your senior brother! You used to like him the most!"
A hint of pleasure flashed across Su Wantang's face, then she turned to look at Wang Wan, the only surviving Wang Household, her voice as cold as a knife:
"If you want to live, kill Zhao An with your own hands."
Wang Wan trembled all over, her face drained of color, and her eyes were filled with fear.
She hesitated for a moment, then picked up the longsword from the ground with trembling hands and walked toward Zhao An, one step at a time.
"Wan'er, no! I am your husband!" Upon seeing this, Zhao An's pupils contracted sharply, his voice filled with desperate pleading.
"Zhao An, I never imagined you could be such a heartless scoundrel!" Wang Wan roared through gritted teeth as she walked, her fear gradually replaced by hatred.
"You caused the extermination of my entire Wang Household! All your sweet words to me before were deceitful. Today, I will kill you to avenge the Wang Household!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes flashed with a fierce light, and she thrust her longsword toward Zhao An's heart.
"No!"
Zhao An let out a final scream before dying.
Su Wantang looked at the scene before her and a happy smile appeared on her face.
She wanted Zhao An to experience what it felt like to be betrayed by the person closest to him.
As Zhao An died, an eerie red light emanated from the silk threads binding him and flowed into his body.
The next moment, Zhao An's body exploded, and even his Primordial Spirit was completely torn apart.
Wang Wan, who was standing to the side, had no time to react before she was engulfed by the blast wave and instantly blown to pieces.
"Hahaha! Zhao An, you're finally dead! Father, your daughter has avenged you!"
Su Wantang burst into laughter, but her laughter concealed a deep sorrow. A tear slid down her cheek, leaving a faint damp stain on the hem of her wedding dress.
A moment later, the madness on her face faded, replaced by a peaceful expression.
Suddenly, her body surged with energy, and her red wedding dress shattered, revealing a plain white dress underneath.
As her wedding dress gradually fell away, her entire demeanor underwent a complete transformation, regaining its ethereal and otherworldly aura.
Goodbye, Su Wanqiu.
She whispered softly, her eyes clear and bright, "From this day forward, there will only be Su Wantang in this world."
She looked up at the void, her tone carrying a hint of solemnity:
"Thank you, System. I don't know what kind of being you are, but you helped me avenge my Blood Sea. From now on, I will be your most loyal supporter."
As soon as she finished speaking, her inner True Power surged, and a faint spiritual light emanated from her body.
This is a sign that you are about to break through to the Dao Image Realm after your State of Mind is fully restored.
After quickly scanning her surroundings to confirm that it was safe, Su Wantang immediately sat down cross-legged and began circulating her Cultivation Method to break through to a higher realm.
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and earth surged into his body, and the system Energy Points were also transformed into pure energy and rapidly refined into True Power.
After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly trembled, her aura surging like a raging dragon.
Above their heads, the extraordinary phenomenon of the Great Dao Dharma Manifestation slowly emerged.
It was a thirteen-stringed zither, its body shimmering with the ethereal light of the Passion and Desire Principle, each string corresponding to one of the seven emotions and six desires.
Once her imposing aura subsided, Su Wantang slowly opened her eyes and stood up.
At this moment, she exuded a cool and ethereal aura, with no trace of her previous madness and ferocity remaining between her brows.
"Previously, my cultivation of the Great Dao of Lust relied entirely on my hatred for Zhao An as an anchor, which prevented me from losing myself in the seven emotions and six desires."
She murmured to herself, her eyes clear, "Now that Zhao An is dead, I need to find a new anchor."