Social Death

Gu Qingfeng had indeed considered making them swear a Blood Demon Oath, but this method carried risks.

Not to mention whether these proud prodigies would even agree, just the sheer prestige of the Divine Court Immortal Sect—a sect that had once produced a Heavenly Emperor—could not be underestimated.

After all, the thread of the oath would be tied to himself. What if some supreme expert within the Sword Sect could perceive the oath’s connection? Wouldn’t that allow them to trace it back directly to him?

Thus, for safety’s sake, it was best to utterly humiliate them instead.

These young geniuses were all brimming with arrogance, valuing their pride more than life itself. So, the threat of public disgrace would be far more terrifying than death.

And so...

"I... I’m warning you! If you dare lay a finger on me or Senior Sister Nangong, the Sword Sect will never let you go! Senior Sister Nangong is one of the Seven Swords candidates, a core disciple of the sect! Hey, you—"

Junior Sister Wen’s words abruptly cut off because what she had anticipated did not happen.

Gu Qingfeng did not approach them. Instead, he walked over to Senior Brother Qin and Junior Brother Ye.

He yanked the two out of the dirt and, while they were still unconscious, took out a small knife. On Senior Brother Qin’s back, he carved the characters for "Junior Brother Ye," and on Junior Brother Ye’s back, he carved "Senior Brother Qin."

Then, he took out the blood of an Ink Spirit Fish and dripped it onto the carvings.

Ink Spirit Fish were weak demons, known for their delicious flesh and ink-black blood. Their blood was highly penetrating and adhesive—once stained, it was nearly impossible to remove.

Many of the major sects even used Ink Spirit Fish blood to transcribe their cultivation manuals, as it ensured long-term preservation.

When the ink-black blood touched the wounds of the two men, it immediately dyed them black, seeping deep into their flesh and even their bones.

But Gu Qingfeng wasn’t done yet. He tore off a corner of each of their robes and wrote two sickeningly sweet love letters.

"Senior Brother Qin, ever since I first laid eyes on you in the crowd, I have never been able to forget your face..."

"Junior Brother Ye, I miss you so much I can’t sleep. A single day without seeing you leaves my heart restless..."

Then, he pricked their fingers and pressed their bloody fingerprints onto the letters as proof of authorship.

As for Senior Brother Qin and Junior Brother Ye, they were promptly buried back into the dirt.

Gu Qingfeng looked at his handiwork and nearly gagged from disgust.

"With this blackmail, these two won’t dare report this to their elders—or even seek revenge. If they dare retaliate, this venerable one will simply march into the largest human city and make these love letters public! Keh keh keh..."

"You’re vile!" Junior Sister Wen, hearing Gu Qingfeng’s muttering, suddenly realized his intentions. He wasn’t actually interested in men—he just wanted leverage.

"Shh. Now it’s your turn. Keh keh keh..."

Gu Qingfeng smirked wickedly as he approached the two women.

Their faces instantly paled, and Junior Sister Wen shrieked in terror.

"Stay away from me!!"

"Keh keh keh... You can scream all you want, but no one will come to save you."

At this moment, the usually silent Senior Sister Nangong suddenly spoke up, forcing herself to remain calm. "There’s no need for this. Your actions are driven by fear of retaliation, but you’ve hidden your true appearance. Without the Heavenly Thunder Beads, we wouldn’t even be able to recognize you, let alone seek revenge."

Gu Qingfeng paused mid-step, blinking in realization.

Damn!

She had a point!

Wait—wasn’t he usually much sharper than this? How had such a simple logic escaped him?

Or was it that, deep down, he hadn’t even considered it, simply because he wanted to...

He glanced at the two alluring women before him and decided that, since the mood was already set, it’d be a shame not to continue.

So, he pulled back the hood of his black robe, revealing his strikingly handsome face.

"Keh keh keh... Now you’ve seen this venerable one’s..."

Before he could finish, Gu Qingfeng froze. The two women had both turned their heads away in perfect unison.

Junior Sister Wen even kept muttering under her breath, "I can’t see, I can’t see..."

Furious at their lack of cooperation, he forcibly turned their heads back.

And then, they witnessed a sight they would never forget.

Under the cold moonlight stood a devilishly handsome man smirking down at them. His roguish grin, paired with thick, arching brows that seemed to ripple with mischief, curved like the crescent moon in the night sky.

His flawless, jade-like complexion accentuated his faintly peach-tinted lips. His chiseled features, sculpted face, and eyes that shimmered like a river of stars combined into a visage so breathtaking it could rival the gods.

"Keh keh keh... Now you’ve seen."

Gu Qingfeng grinned menacingly.

Junior Sister Wen suddenly thought—such a good-looking man, why did he have to open his mouth?

Leaning down, Gu Qingfeng loomed over the two women, his overwhelming masculine presence making their breaths hitch.

Senior Sister Nangong, flustered, threatened, "If you dare defile my purity, I’ll sever my own heart meridian on the spot! Once I’m dead, the Sword Sect will avenge us!"

Her eyes burned with resolve.

After a moment’s hesitation, Junior Sister Wen added, "I—I’ll do the same!"

"You misunderstand, fair maidens. This venerable one only wishes to take something from you—nothing more. I won’t even carve any words, since the Sealing Array only lasts half an hour anyway."

Gu Qingfeng smiled innocently.