Chapter 258: Chapter 258: Up Against Peng Yu
Everything was developing just as Peng Yu had predicted. A rustling sound soon echoed from within the cave.
At that moment, Song Wanning finally caught up. The sound coming from the cave made her freeze.
’This is...’
She quickly spread her Divine Sense, taking in the entire scene within the cave, and was instantly stunned.
There, her precious disciple was pinned beneath Peng Yu...
...
’So it was Peng Yu!’
Heh.
Song Wanning let out a cold laugh, her urgency suddenly fading.
’Peng Yu is a wanted woman right now; she wouldn’t dare show her face recklessly. Even if she finds out about Bai Yang, she has no way to spread the word.’
She breathed a sigh of relief. Frowning slightly, she found herself curious about Peng Yu’s actions.
’Going after men, again and again... what is Peng Yu trying to do?’
"Whoa there, I’d better look away! Why is this Peng Yu so shameless everywhere she goes?"
The Golden Small Sword covered its ’eyes,’ but they were still darting all over the place, giving it a rather pervy look.
"You’ve got to admit, Sister, as expected of the protagonist... that physique... tsk, tsk, tsk..."
The Golden Small Sword gloated as it watched Bai Yang’s expression, one of such humiliation he looked ready to die. It couldn’t have been more pleased.
’This guy was the one who hurt Master the most, but so far, he’s gotten off the easiest.’
’It wished Bai Yang would just give up and kill himself, saving Master the trouble of getting her own hands dirty.’
To its surprise, however, Song Wanning didn’t just stand by and watch. Instead, she drew her Longsword, took aim at the people in the cave, and unleashed a vicious strike.
BOOM—
With a tremendous bang, the power of the Sword Dao True Realm, accompanied by a terrifying pressure, shot directly toward Peng Yu.
Peng Yu was lost in the moment and didn’t expect the sudden interruption. It was too late for her to pull away; the sword strike hit her dead-on, sending her entire body flying.
The strike nearly sheared off half her body. Blood sprayed out, splattering all over the cave walls.
Bai Yang had fallen into despair, but just as he was about to break, he saw Song Wanning descending like a Heavenly God. In that instant, his eyes reddened, and he cried out in a choked voice, "Master."
In that moment, it was as if he was a child again.
He remembered being injured while fighting a demon beast. He had thought he would die under its hooves, but his master suddenly descended from the sky to save him.
She would patiently comfort and encourage him.
But she seemed to lack experience, making her appear a bit clumsy, yet sincere.
Bai Yang gazed at Song Wanning, his eyes blurry with tears. He had never felt so vulnerable.
Song Wanning glanced at him, then retrieved a fresh set of clothes from her Storage Ring and tossed it over, covering his body.
’It wasn’t that she couldn’t bear for Bai Yang to come to harm, but that she didn’t understand Peng Yu’s plan.’
’But her intuition told her she absolutely could not let Peng Yu succeed. Otherwise, Peng Yu’s power would surge, and it would become much harder to defeat her.’
Bai Yang hastily wiped away his tears, quickly pulled on the new clothes, and then stood up, taking refuge behind Song Wanning.
"Master, it was her! She tried to violate me! If you’d been even a moment later, I..."
He couldn’t bring himself to finish the sentence.
It wasn’t something to be proud of; in fact, it was utterly humiliating.
’Thankfully, it was his master.’
Song Wanning’s expression did not change upon hearing this, but her gaze became even sharper.
’It seems Bai Yang only remembers how good I am to him whenever he’s in danger...’
"Feng Youming, is he your disciple?"
Lying on the ground, Peng Yu snapped out of her shock. The Elixir Pill she had taken was rapidly repairing her injuries, but the flesh that had been sheared off wouldn’t grow back anytime soon—not unless she could get her hands on a precious, top-grade Muscle Regeneration Pill.
’The more she thought about it, the more murderous she felt. Feng Youming had not only ruined her plans but had also gravely injured her. He deserved to die!’
’But...’
"When did you take on a disciple? How have I never heard about this?"
As Peng Yu spoke, she was already plotting her escape from Feng Youming.
’She was worried Feng Youming would notify the Feng Family. If that happened, she was as good as dead.’
Song Wanning shot her a cold, mocking glance. "Why don’t you put some clothes on first? It’s an eyesore."
"You—"
Stung by the sudden humiliation, Peng Yu flared with shame and anger.
’Feng Youming was known to be a philanderer, yet he showed absolutely no interest in her. She had tried everything she could think of, but nothing had worked.’
’Now, even standing naked before him, she still couldn’t stir his heart. The thought left Peng Yu feeling defeated.’
She dressed herself in a flurry of shame and anger, then glared daggers at Feng Youming. "Now, are you going to tell me who he is?"
Genuinely curious, Peng Yu secretly took out a talisman treasure and clenched it in her palm.
’Once activated, not even Feng Youming would necessarily be able to dodge it.’
With this ace up her sleeve, Peng Yu’s demeanor grew much more composed. Song Wanning noted the change and, naturally, also noticed the object in her hand.
The corners of her lips curved into an enigmatic smile. She enunciated each word clearly, "That’s a secret. And only the dead get to know it."
"Heh!"
Peng Yu actually laughed out of sheer anger.
"Fine. If you won’t talk, I won’t force you."
As she spoke, she spat out a mouthful of blood, making herself look extremely weak.
Lifting her head, she revealed a pathetically weak and pale face. "I’m badly injured. Can you let me go this once?"
"If you let me go, I can tell you the method to leave this realm and ascend!"
’A glint flashed in Peng Yu’s eyes. She refused to believe Feng Youming wouldn’t be tempted by her offer.’
’As soon as he falls for it, I can send him to his grave.’
’And then, that tender young man will be all mine!’
Peng Yu imagined Feng Youming getting excited, but in reality, he didn’t even bat an eye. He was the very picture of indifference, completely unmoved.
Her heart sank.
’The temptation of ascension... No Cultivator could remain this calm in the face of it. What is Feng Youming playing at?’
’Could it be that he doesn’t believe me?’
Peng Yu pursed her lips and pressed on, "Feng Youming, I’m not lying to you! I really do know how to ascend, and the secret lies with your disciple!"
"As long as you spare me, I’ll teach you the method. You’ll get to enjoy him *and* ascend. Wouldn’t that be perfect?"
"And if you’re worried you won’t be able to bring yourself to do it, that’s fine too. That drug you bought from me the other day would be perfect for the occasion."
As she spoke, she gave ’him’ a suggestive smirk, thinking she had ’him’ completely figured out.
Bai Yang, who had been treated like a bargaining chip this entire time, turned pale with rage upon hearing this.
He clenched his fists, once again furious at his own weakness.
’If I weren’t so weak, how could I be looked down on like this?’
"Do you think everyone is like you, willing to do anything to ascend?"
He straightened his spine, his cold gaze landing on Peng Yu.
’She had a nice little scheme going, but it was a shame for her that they were from the outside world. They couldn’t care less about her so-called method of ascension.’
