The Witch Strikes

The entire scene fell dead silent.

This was the cruelty of the cultivation world.

In the eyes of the strong, the weak were not just ants; they were tools, breeding pigs.

Ye Xuan finished listening.

He suddenly laughed.

He laughed so hard he leaned back and forth, laughing until tears almost came to his eyes.

"Hahahaha..."

"A live-in son-in-law? A breeding pig?"

"Wang Qianqiu, oh, Wang Qianqiu, your scheming is so loud I could hear it from my mother's womb."

Ye Xuan's laughter abruptly stopped, and his eyes suddenly turned chillingly cold.

"I don't mind it, actually."

"However..."

He looked up at the eastern horizon, where a patch of pink clouds was sweeping toward them at an inconceivable speed.

"I just don't know if someone else will agree."

"Who?"

Wang Qianqiu frowned, an extremely ominous premonition suddenly rising in his heart.

The next moment.

An oppressive aura, carrying the rich scent of orchids, crashed down!

The sheer strength of this aura directly crushed the Wang family's protective grand array, making it creak and groan as cracks began to appear!

"Old dog of the Wang family!"

"Such audacity!"

"You dare snatch away the person my Hehuan Sect has its eyes on?"

Accompanied by a sharp, feminine shout.

The sky full of pink clouds scattered.

An incomparably massive, utterly luxurious pink flying ship tore through the air and hovered above the Wang family.

On the flying ship, colorful robes fluttered. Hundreds of female cultivators from the Hehuan Sect stood with magical treasures in hand, reeking of murderous intent.

And at the very front of the flying ship.

A middle-aged, breathtakingly beautiful woman dressed in palace attire looked down coldly at Wang Qianqiu below.

She was the Law Enforcement Elder of the Hehuan Sect, Hua Wulei.

Body Integration Realm, Late Stage Great Perfection!

"Elder... Elder Hua?"

Wang Qianqiu was so frightened he almost fell out of mid-air.

It wasn't just him; all the cultivators of the Wang family currently had ashen faces and were trembling uncontrollably.

The Hehuan Sect!

They were the overlords of the Western Continent!

And Hua Wulei was a notoriously famous butcher!

"What... what wind brought you here?" Wang Qianqiu forced out a smile uglier than crying and bowed with his hands clasped.

Hua Wulei didn't even spare him a glance.

Her gaze landed directly on Ye Xuan.

Her eyes held a trace of scrutiny, a trace of awe, and a trace of admiration.

But she did not speak.

She did not explain, either.

She merely waved her hand to the disciples behind her, her tone as cold as if issuing a death order:

"Take him away."

Simple words.

No reason, no explanation, and certainly no asking for Ye Xuan's opinion.

This was the domineering nature of the Hehuan Sect.

Ye Xuan watched the pink-clad female cultivators flying down, his mind as clear as a mirror.

He knew who had given the order, and he knew what he was about to face.

But he did not resist.

He simply turned to look at Wang Qianqiu, a highly bizarre smile appearing on his face.

"Patriarch Wang."

Ye Xuan said softly,

"It seems I won't be able to enjoy your good fortune."

"However, since the seniors of the Hehuan Sect are all here..."

Ye Xuan suddenly raised his voice, pointing at the several Wang family disciples under the bronze pillar and Wang Qianqiu sitting on the high platform. His voice seeped with a chilling murderous intent:

"Seniors of the Hehuan Sect, I will go with you, but I have a small request."

"I want to kill a few people to liven things up. I wonder if you sisters could do me a favor?"

Hua Wulei raised an eyebrow.

She looked at this man who actually dared to negotiate terms while caught between two factions.

Interesting.

"As long as you obediently come with us."

Hua Wulei said indifferently,

"You can kill whoever you want."

"If the Wang family dares to move an inch, their clan will be annihilated."

"Thank you, Sister!"

Ye Xuan let out a loud laugh.

Exploiting powerful connections to intimidate others?

That's right, I'm going to exploit the hell out of them today!

"You few, you dared to hit my person?"

Ye Xuan's figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of the Wang family disciples guarding Ying'er.

"No... don't!"

The Foundation Establishment disciples were scared out of their wits and subconsciously tried to retreat.

But they found that under the oppressive aura of the Hehuan Sect's flying ship, they couldn't even move a single finger!

"SquELCH!"

Ye Xuan didn't use a sword.

He simply reached out his hand. Five-element spiritual energy gathered in his palm, transforming into the sharpest five-colored blade of light.

His hand rose and the blade fell.

Several heads flew into the sky.

Blood sprayed all over Ye Xuan, but he didn't even blink.

Next.

He looked toward the other Wang family elders who had just spoken disrespectfully.

"And you."

Swish!

Ye Xuan's figure moved like a ghost.

His Early Golden Core cultivation base, under the enhancement of the Five Elements Chaos Golden Core, erupted with a terrifying combat prowess comparable to the Late Golden Core stage.

Coupled with the suppressive aura of the Hehuan Sect.

This was a completely one-sided massacre.

"Ahhhhh!"

Screams rose one after another.

In just a few short breaths, countless members of the Wang family all became corpses.

Wang Qianqiu sat on the high platform, trembling all over, his eyes practically splitting at the seams.

Those were his grandsons!

But he didn't dare to move.

Because Hua Wulei's aura had firmly locked onto him. If he dared to move even an inch, the next second, the Wang family would be erased from the Western Continent.

"Phew..."

After finishing the killing, Ye Xuan let out a long breath.

He untied the ropes on Ying'er and held her blood-soaked body in his arms.

"Let's go."

"Oh, right. I find this Wang family an eyesore. Wipe them out."

"Alright." Hua Wulei nodded. Without saying another word, the powerful experts of the Hehuan Sect beside her already made their move.

"No!"

Wang Qianqiu could never have dreamed that his greed would bring about the calamity of clan extermination for the Wang family!

Before he could even react, a sword had already pierced through his body.

He was just about to speak, but it was already too late.

Soon, the people of the Wang family, whether women, children, or the elderly, were all completely slaughtered by the Hehuan Sect.

This was the domineering nature of the Hehuan Sect.

On the flying ship, there was dead silence.

Although these female disciples of the Hehuan Sect were usually uninhibited and frivolous.

But watching Ye Xuan walk up, they all lowered their eyes submissively, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Because they knew who this man being brought back on the ship was.

He was the Supreme Elder's exclusive possession. The man she had yearned for over countless years.

Ye Xuan held Ying'er, sitting in the corner of the deck.

He looked at the continuously approaching mountain gate of the Hehuan Sect ahead, the feeling of being spied upon in his heart growing stronger and stronger.

Meanwhile, deep within the distant Hehuan Sect.

Beneath the Ten Thousand Flowers Abyss.

Inside a luxurious cave dwelling forged entirely from top-grade spirit stones.

Ye Qingcheng, wearing a translucent red gauze dress, was pacing back and forth barefoot on the floor.

"He's coming... he's coming..."

"He is coming..."

This female demon who was normally decisive in killing and made the entire Western Continent tremble in fear, now acted like a young girl experiencing first love, about to meet her lover.

She was trembling all over with nervousness.

"Is my makeup... ruined?"

She rushed to the mirror, looking at that peerlessly beautiful and alluring face in the reflection, nervously touching her cheeks:

"No... this rouge is too red. He doesn't like anything gaudy."

"But too pale won't work either... will I look sickly?"

"This dress... is this dress too revealing?"

She looked down at her red gauze that could barely cover her modesty, stomping her feet in anxiety:

"What if he thinks I'm a slut?"

"Even though I'm from the Hehuan Sect, I only want to be good to him alone..."

She paced in circles around the grand hall, her body trembling violently from extreme excitement and anxiety.

Tears slipped uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

It was the accumulation of three hundred years of longing.

"My beloved Ye..."

"You are finally willing to come back..."

"This time, no matter what you say, no matter where you run..."

"I will never let you leave again."

"I will lock you to my bed."

"I will melt you into my very flesh and blood."

Ye Qingcheng suddenly threw herself onto the soft couch. Hugging a pillow sewn to match Ye Xuan's physique, she took a deep breath and let out a dream-like moan:

"Faster... hurry up..."

"I... can wait no longer..."

Pink miasma, like a massive veil of light silk, shrouded the Hehuan Sect's mountain range that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.

The air was filled with a cloying, sweet fragrance that would make one blush. It was the pollen of the Hehuan Sect's unique Intoxicating Love Flower. A mortal would be consumed by lust just by taking a single breath, and even low-level cultivators without firm resolve would find their minds swaying.

A massive pink flying ship slowly broke through the clouds and landed on the plaza of the Hehuan Sect's main peak.

"We have arrived."

Hua Wulei stood at the bow of the ship and glanced back at Ye Xuan, her eyes holding a trace of pity, but also a hint of gloating:

"Young Master Ye, after you."

"To wait for you, the Supreme Elder has even cleared out the Peak of Ultimate Bliss, the best place in the entire Hehuan Sect."

Holding Ying'er in his arms, Ye Xuan walked off the flying ship with a calm expression.

He did not tremble in fear like the other captured male cultivators; instead, he looked around with great interest.

He saw that the plaza was paved with white jade, surrounded by carved balustrades and marble steps.

The Hehuan Sect disciples coming and going were all handsome men and beautiful women, dressed revealingly. Their playful banter and laughter were full of seductive charm.

"So this is the Hehuan Sect..."

Ye Xuan took a deep breath of the sweet, cloying air, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.

In his eyes, this was not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, but a massive gold mine.

Since he was here, if he did not empty this place out and squeeze that filthy rich Supreme Elder dry, his name wouldn't be Ye Xuan.

"Lead the way,"

Ye Xuan said calmly.

In the Ten Thousand Flowers Abyss, inside an extremely luxurious underground palace.

"No... I can't!"

Ye Qingcheng stood before a massive water mirror, looking at her peerlessly beautiful and naturally seductive reflection, but her hands were shaking violently.

She had just sensed it.

Ye Xuan's aura had already entered the sect's grand array.

Right above her head.

With just a single thought, she could teleport over and immediately see the man who had haunted her dreams for three hundred years.

But, she was afraid.

This Tribulation Transcendence realm mighty figure, this murderous female demon, actually chickened out at this moment.

"He hasn't awakened his past life's memories yet..."

"In his eyes, I am just a stranger, or even a female demon who captured him."

"If I rush over right now, pin him to the bed, and force him to marry me... will he hate me?"

"Will he look at me with those cold eyes like he did back then, and prefer death over touching me?"

At this thought, Ye Qingcheng shuddered, her face turning deathly pale.

"No... I don't want that..."

"I don't want him to hate me..."

"I want him to love me... I want him to look at me willingly, I want his eyes to only have me in them..."

She paced anxiously around the palace, her bare feet stepping on the floor paved with top-grade spirit stones, making a pitter-patter sound.

"I can't use force... then I can only outsmart him."

Ye Qingcheng stopped in her tracks, a flash of slyness and morbid excitement in her eyes.

"I heard... there is a trope in the mortal realm called falling in love over time."

"Since he doesn't know who I am, I'll approach him using a different identity."

"I will be his... little junior sister."

"I will make him slowly get used to me, rely on me, and eventually be unable to leave me."

"When that time comes... hehehe... I'll tell him the truth, and see where he can run then!"

At this thought, the ghost fire in Ye Qingcheng's eyes flickered.

She raised her hand and formed a profound hand seal.

"Phantom Demon Art, transform!"

Following a flash of pink spiritual light.

That peerlessly magnificent and deeply seductive Supreme Elder disappeared.

In her place was a young girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a pale pink disciple's uniform with her hair tied in twin tails. She looked pure and lovely, yet hid a faint trace of seductiveness between her brows.

She suppressed her cultivation base.

Forcefully suppressing it from the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcendence realm down to the grand completion of the Foundation Establishment realm.

"Mhm... he should like this appearance, right?"

The girl twirled in front of the mirror, blinked her large, innocent eyes, and then revealed a smile so sweet it was somewhat creepy:

"Senior Brother Ye... your junior sister is coming to play with you."