Chi Nai suddenly spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, her delicate face instantly turning a sickly shade of purple-black.
Even though Chi Nai was a descendant of the Crimson Molten Gold Python clan, she still couldn’t withstand the terrifying toxins of the Nirvana stage.
At the peak of the Divine Passage realm, if Chi Nai weren’t from the Crimson Molten Gold Python lineage, she would have melted into a puddle of pus on the spot!
Yet, even she couldn’t endure the poison. Cough, cough...
The girl coughed violently, but her gaze remained sharp!
Then, it suddenly struck her—Yu Wan'er was still behind her!!!
That poor girl, forcibly abducted by Jiang Che, had likely been tormented beyond despair. And with her cultivation at most at the Sky Breaking stage—far weaker than Chi Nai’s Divine Passage peak—she must have already...
Instantly, an overwhelming wave of guilt washed over Chi Nai. She had promised to take Yu Wan'er away, to save her!
But now, she had become the one who killed her.
Chi Nai almost didn’t dare to turn around, afraid of seeing a lifeless corpse.
Yet, she slowly turned, traces of blood still staining her lips.
But... the moment she laid eyes on Yu Wan'er, Chi Nai’s eyes widened in shock.
"H-How... how is this possible???"
The girl, who should have been dissolved into a bloody mess by the poison, stood completely unharmed. Layers of radiant protective barriers—red, blue, green, purple—floated around her, forming an impenetrable shield.
It was a dazzling display of top-tier defensive artifacts.
The Crimson Python Blade was a ninth-tier treasure, and only divine-grade artifacts could resist its poisonous mist.
Did that mean every single barrier protecting Yu Wan'er... was a divine-grade artifact???
But how could that be?!
"Mmm... Sister Chi Nai, you seem poisoned~"
Yu Wan'er tilted her head, blinking her large, pretty eyes as she popped a lollipop into her mouth.
The deadly mist swirling around couldn’t even touch her. The little girl remained as pristine and adorable as ever, not a single strand of her hair out of place, her lovely princess dress still spotless.
In stark contrast, Chi Nai looked utterly wretched—her clothes riddled with holes burned by the poison, her face twisted in agony...
"As long as you’re unharmed..."
Pfft— Another mouthful of blood.
Chi Nai stood there dazed, feeling no resentment upon seeing Yu Wan'er safe—only relief.
Then, her gaze shifted to Jiang Che.
Kill Jiang Che!
Her father’s orders—she had to fulfill them!
With half her life already spent, Chi Nai gripped the Crimson Python Blade. The poison instantly corroded her entire arm, exposing the bone beneath.
Jiang Che’s lips twitched.
Is this girl insane?
I don’t even have a grudge against you, do I?
Chi Nai didn’t waste words. At her current level of cultivation, wielding the Crimson Python Blade was impossible without burning her own life force.
"Die!"
The blade’s spirit manifested as an enormous black serpent, unleashing a domain of endless toxins.
"Tch, you really think I’m some pushover?"
Jiang Che flicked his wrist, summoning the Immortal-Binding Rope!
The aura of a celestial artifact surged forth. As an ancient treasure from the primordial Heavenly Court, the Immortal-Binding Rope was a righteous artifact imbued with heavenly destiny—making the Crimson Python Blade seem like a cheap, demonic trinket in comparison.
True enough, the moment the rope appeared, it suppressed the blade’s poisonous mist.
Like a mouse facing a cat, even the blade’s spirit shrank back into the weapon.
Chi Nai was dumbfounded.
She stared blankly at Jiang Che, her appearance now pitiful—clothes in tatters, body ravaged by poison.
Why... why can’t even my father’s artifact harm him?
Meanwhile, Jiang Che strolled toward her with leisurely ease, giving her a once-over before nodding approvingly.
Despite her wretched state, Chi Nai’s alluring figure was still evident.
"You... you devil!" Chi Nai glared.
"Heh, looks like you played yourself, huh? Getting backstabbed by your own weapon?" Jiang Che sneered right in her face.
"You monster! A demon who kidnaps innocent girls! You’ll pay for this!" Chi Nai puffed her cheeks in fury.
But before she could finish—
A delicate figure brushed past her.
"Husband~~~ You finally came! I brought this assassin right to you~"
A sweet, childish voice rang out as Yu Wan'er threw herself into Jiang Che’s arms, clinging to him with utter devotion.
Chi Nai froze, her eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of Yu Wan'er.
"Heh, good girl, Wan'er." Jiang Che understood her game and played along, effortlessly scooping her up before casting a triumphant glance at Chi Nai.
[Ding! Host successfully tricked Chi Nai. Reward: 2 million "Screw You" points.]
"You... you hated him the most! Why... why lie to me?" Chi Nai swayed unsteadily.
Yu Wan'er smiled sweetly, her adorable dimples showing as she looped her arms around Jiang Che’s neck.
"True, he did bully me... but I love him! Besides, he saved my mom, cooks me delicious food, takes me on fun adventures, and never skimps on cultivation resources—look at all these artifacts he gave me!"
With that, she leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Jiang Che’s cheek.
Jiang Che: "..."
Watching her act, Jiang Che felt thoroughly outplayed by this little schemer.
Maybe Yu Wan'er was speaking her truth, using this moment to bare her heart—a clever move indeed.
In a palace intrigue novel, a girl like her would at least make it to Imperial Consort.
"So... you deceived me???" Chi Nai’s voice trembled with despair.
She’d been played!
"I didn’t deceive you. Jiang Che is actually a wonderful man—perfect for you to spend your life with!" Yu Wan'er instantly transformed into the ultimate matchmaker, spinning a red thread for Jiang Che.
"W-What are you saying???" Chi Nai’s eyes nearly bulged out.
"Ahem. Miss Chi Nai, may I ask—what grudge do you hold against me, to go so far as to assassinate me?"
Chi Nai fell silent.
There was no reason.
Sure, Jiang Che had killed a few of her half-brothers... but with thousands of siblings, she felt no attachment to any of them.
"My father’s orders. I had no choice!"
Chi Nai declared righteously.
"Ha! ‘Father’s orders’? So he gave you this weapon... to kill me?"
"Miss Chi Nai, this weapon drains the user’s life force. Your dear father... truly loves you, doesn’t he?"
Jiang Che’s words cut like knives.
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