Chapter 1852: Chapter 1852: I Would Gladly Die with Sister Wumei!
Ye Wumei once heard Fang Bai jokingly say that her appearance and temperament, coupled with her rare Innate Spiritual Root body, would easily arouse the covetous intentions of some evil male cultivators.
At that time, Ye Wumei thought Fang Bai was just joking and did not take it to heart. However, after several encounters in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, she realized that Fang Bai was not lying. Indeed, many evil male cultivators harbored ill intentions towards her, attempting to possess her body.
Fortunately, Ye Wumei was naturally clever and had good luck, allowing her to cleverly avoid those encounters.
What Ye Wumei could never have imagined was that the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable, this ugly old monster over hundreds of years old, also coveted her body, wanting to become her Martial Dao partner.
Ye Wumei already knew that the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable was a ninth-level Heavenly Tribulation powerhouse. She had experienced firsthand how powerful a ninth-level Heavenly Tribulation practitioner was from a strand of pressure released by the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable moments ago. She knew that if he wanted to kill her, he wouldn’t even need to lift a finger; just a strand of pressure would be enough.
Despite this, Ye Wumei was still prepared that if the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable used forceful means to coerce her into being his Martial Dao partner, she would rather die than submit.
Besides Fang Bai, Ye Wumei could not accommodate any other man in her heart.
Feng Lingxiao was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
On one hand, Ye Wumei was an Innate Wind Spirit Root, and the Divine Eagle Sect disciples primarily practiced Wind System Techniques. If they could absorb Ye Wumei into the Sect, it would surely greatly enhance the Sect in the future.
On the other hand, the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable had taken a fancy to Ye Wumei. If he defended Ye Wumei, it would undoubtedly enrage the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable and potentially lead to conflict between both sides.
Even though the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable was alone and they had dozens of people on their side, Feng Lingxiao knew very well that if a fight broke out, the most likely outcome would be that their entire side would fall.
Should he watch helplessly as Ye Wumei was taken away by the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable to become his cultivation furnace, meeting a tragic fate?
Or should he step forward and defend Ye Wumei with righteousness?
What should he do?
Despite being a profound schemer, decisive in battle and a top master of a strong Sect, Feng Lingxiao was not cruel or brutal and harbored a trace of kindness, hence his hesitation.
"The Sect Master must consider the Sect’s interests and cannot act impulsively!"
"The Green Lotus Heretic Venerable is just one person; that young girl can still be recruited as a disciple of our Sect!"
Two senior leaders of the Divine Eagle Sect, standing by Feng Lingxiao’s side, saw the Sect Master’s difficult expression and hesitation. Facing them, the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable’s eyes glimmered coldly, showcasing a hostile demeanor with a posture of "Agree with me or I’ll take action." They were concerned that the Sect Master, in an impulsive moment, might refuse the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable, and hurriedly sent a message to Feng Lingxiao.
In the eyes of those two senior leaders of the Divine Eagle Sect, the Sect’s interests were above all else. They could not bring trouble to the Sect for the sake of one woman, even if she was a rare Innate Spiritual Root.
Ye Wumei, who already held a determination to die rather than submit, was not very afraid. She looked at Feng Lingxiao with a calm gaze, showing no sign of expectation or supplication.
No matter what decision Feng Lingxiao made, Ye Wumei would not blame him, for as the master of a Sect, he must prioritize the Sect’s interests and cannot implicate the entire Sect for an outsider.
"Sigh..."
Feng Lingxiao hesitated for more than ten breaths. Under the fierce glare of the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable, he let out a long sigh and then looked at Ye Wumei with full apology.
He said nothing, but Ye Wumei had already understood everything from his expression, merely smiling faintly and then beckoning to Yan Muyu.
Though Yan Muyu was young, she was quite sensible, and with her intelligence, she had already comprehended everything in front of her.
With her small pink fists clenched tightly, she cast an aggressive glance at the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable. Only then did she bite her rosy lips and walk to Ye Wumei’s side.
"Sister Wumei, no matter when, I will stand by you! If others don’t help you, I will!"
Yan Muyu shouted loudly.
Ye Wumei chuckled softly, patted her head, and said, "Silly girl, if you help me, you will also die!"
Yan Muyu’s little face was filled with a serious expression as she solemnly said, "I’m not afraid! If I can die together with Sister Wumei, I am willing!"
Ye Wumei knew that Yan Muyu’s words came from the heart and was moved, squatting down to look at her lovingly, said through transmitted thought, "Muyu, I might not be able to escape this calamity this time. If I die, you should join the Divine Eagle Sect and then cultivate diligently. In the future, if you have the chance to find Fang Bai, let him avenge me. Remember, the one who kills me is the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable."
Yan Muyu’s eyes widened at Ye Wumei, seeing the determination in her eyes and understanding that her mind had been made up. So, she seriously nodded, responding, "Sister Wumei, if you fall today, in the future, I will team up with Big Brother to avenge you. Then, I will personally bring the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable’s head to pay tribute to you!"
When she said this, her clear and expressive, innocent and lively eyes unexpectedly revealed immense killing intent and intense Evil Qi. Seeing this, Ye Wumei couldn’t help but shiver, secretly astonished, thinking that this moment’s Yan Muyu did not resemble a ten-year-old girl, but rather a veteran who had experienced countless slaughter and walked out from a Corpse Mountain Blood Sea of killing.
Ye Wumei grasped Yan Muyu’s small hand in her palm, gently caressing it for a moment before letting go, saying softly, "Muyu, you should go. In the future, without me by your side, remember to take care of yourself."
"Sister Wumei, I will remember your words!"
Yan Muyu hugged Ye Wumei, then reluctantly took three steps toward the disciples of the Divine Eagle Sect.
Seeing this scene, Feng Lingxiao couldn’t help but feel guilty, thinking that his inability to save her today would surely leave a shadow in Yan Muyu’s small heart. Even if she became a disciple of the Divine Eagle Sect, she would probably still hold a grudge against him.
Now, he could only treat her better after she joined the Divine Eagle Sect to eliminate her grudges and dissipate the shadow in her heart.
Ye Wumei watched Yan Muyu walk among the strong ones of the Divine Eagle Sect before turning to face the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable, expressionless, she said, "Do you want me to be your Martial Dao partner? I would rather die!"
The Green Lotus Heretic Venerable kept scrutinizing Ye Wumei, finding this woman charming, reserved, and captivating with every smile and frown, a woman full of invisible allure, belonging to the best among the Primordial Yin Physiques.
The more he looked, the more he liked her. Had it not been for the possibility of finding an Immortal Relic here, he would have immediately taken Ye Wumei somewhere hidden, using her Primordial Yin Physique as a furnace to merge and cultivate diligently.
"Die?"
The Green Lotus Heretic Venerable burst into laughter upon hearing this, then said sinisterly, "In front of me, you won’t die even if you want to. My Martial Dao partner, you will be whether you want to or not!"
As he said this, his right palm suddenly extended out, grabbing and receiving towards Ye Wumei.
Ye Wumei only felt a sudden strong suction around her, her body flying uncontrollably towards the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable, losing all strength in the air, unable to struggle, not to mention self-detonate.
