As Su Ling launched herself at Elder Qing, fueled by a surge of determination, she aimed to strike him. However, her attack was swiftly intercepted by a powerful slap from Elder Qing. The sheer force of the blow sent her flying through the air, crashing into a nearby tree.
In the aftermath of the collision, Su Ling attempted to rise to her feet, but the effects of the devastating slap still lingered. Blood trickled from her ear, evidence of the tremendous power behind Elder Qing's strike. Disoriented and in pain, Su Ling struggled to regain her composure and continue the fight.
"Hey, now that I think about it," Elder Qing taunted, a sneer on his face. "You're just like your mother—clumsy and naive. Always trusting people and believing in their lies. Look at your precious friends, the ones you escaped with. As soon as danger appeared, they ran away and left you behind."
Su Ling stood there, her gaze locked on Elder Qing, her lips sealed. Inside her mind, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions clashed, creating chaos that made it hard to think straight.
But amidst the turmoil, she understood one thing clearly: Elder Qing was trying to extract information from her, to manipulate her and she wouldn't let him succeed so easily. she would prefer to die rather than selling those friends who helped in her tough time and She was well aware that there was no escape from her current predicament, and she knew that Elder Qing would soon end her life. However, his next words sent a shiver down her spine, amplifying the gravity of her situation.
"You'll reunite with your mother soon, but I'm not satisfied yet. Perhaps I should give you the same treatment she received. You'll feel the same pain she did in her final moments." He licked his lips, his gaze fixed on Su Ling's body.
A shudder ran through Su Ling as she listened to Elder Qing's sadistic words. The threat of disgrace and torment loomed over her, leaving her with a sense of desperation. But in that moment, she knew she had a choice to make. If she couldn't escape this fate, she would seize control of her own destiny. Ending her life became the only option to preserve her dignity.
Su Ling clutched the dagger tightly, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. With every ounce of strength she possessed, she lunged towards Elder Qing, her mind set on ending her own life to protect her friends from his clutches. Her thoughts raced, 'Wang Chen, Liang Wei it was nice to meet people like you… I hope you guys don't come for me and should live your own life and forget about me. I can't let him use me to hurt you. This is the only way to ensure your safety.'
As the blade inched closer to her throat, Su Ling's eyes squeezed shut, tears streaming down her face. She imagined the bittersweet reunion with her mother in the afterlife, longing for the peace that awaited her. But just as she was about to make the final move, she felt an inexplicable resistance. It was as if an unseen force had seized her wrist, preventing the blade from piercing her skin.
Confusion and relief swept through her as she opened her eyes, only to be met with Elder Qing's twisted grin. His grip on her hand was unyielding, his eyes filled with sadistic satisfaction. The moment hung in the air, the weight of her despair mingling with the cold realization that her escape had been thwarted.
"No way I'm falling for that trick again. Your mother pulled the same stunt to deceive me and ended up taking her own life." Elder Qing snatched the dagger from Su Ling's hand and tossed it away, a smirk of disdain on his face.
"Now shall we start Jejejeje…."
As Su Ling fought against Elder Qing's overpowering hold, her heart pounded with fear and desperation. Every muscle in her body strained to break free, but couldn't break free from his iron grip.
In an instant, he forcefully pinned her down on the ground, his gaze filled with a disturbing mixture of lust and wickedness. The weight of his body pressed her down, suffocating her hopes of escape. In her eyes, a mixture of terror and defiance flickered, a silent plea for mercy amidst the encroaching darkness of her despair. "Ah, that same look... just like your mother's," he sneered, his voice dripping with twisted pleasure. Elder Qing's hands moved with a cruel purpose, tearing at Su Ling's garments.
Just as Elder Qing prepared to carry out his vile intentions, a sudden turn of events shattered his sinister plans. an unseen assailant delivered a swift and precise strike, severing his hand from his arm, causing him to release a blood-curdling scream of pain. Clutching his maimed shoulder, he struggled to comprehend the sudden assault.
"What... What just happened?" he stammered, his voice laced with confusion and agony. But before he could make sense of the situation, a forceful kick launched him through the air, sending him hurtling towards a towering tree. The impact was bone-jarring, leaving him sprawled against the rough bark, dazed and breathless for a while.
In the midst of the chaos, tears welled up in Su Ling's eyes, reflecting a glimmer of hope that had flickered back to life. "Wa-Wang Chen..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, yet filled with longing.
Wang Chen, understanding her unspoken words, gently reassured her, "No need to say anything." Extending his hand, he helped Su Ling to her feet, supporting her fragile form. Overwhelmed by emotions, Su Ling threw herself into his comforting embrace, tears streaming down her face. Wang Chen held her tightly, his strong arms encircling her trembling body, while his soothing hand gently caressed her back, providing solace in her time of need.
In that moment, amidst the turmoil and despair, Su Ling found a source of strength and comfort in Wang Chen's unwavering presence. His steady support gave her the reassurance she desperately sought, reminding her that she was not alone in her struggles.
However, their fleeting moment of solace was abruptly shattered. "Aagh! You bitch throwing yourself in his embrace but rejecting my embrace!" Elder Qing spat with fury, rising from the ground, his hand firmly gripping his bleeding shoulder.
"And you... I never expected you to show up here instead of escaping from danger and ruin my fun," Elder Qing struggled to regain his composure, nursing his injured shoulder while glaring at Wang Chen and Su Ling with a mix of annoyance and fury. The unexpected interference had thrown a wrench into his plans.
Earlier when he was forcing himself on Su Ling, he let his guard down and because of his carelessness he failed to perceive the approaching threat. It was in this vulnerable moment that Wang Chen seized the opportunity and launched a covert assault, catching Elder Qing off guard.
The element of surprise worked in Wang Chen's favor as he swiftly struck, his attack hitting its mark with precision. The consequences were immediate and severe—Elder Qing lost his arm, a price paid for his momentary lapse in vigilance.
The pain surged through Elder Qing's body, an agonizing reminder of his carelessness. The severed limb lay discarded, a testament to the consequences of underestimating one's adversaries.
His mind raced back to their previous encounter, where he had ambushed the trio. Liang Wei had proved to be a formidable opponent, putting up a fierce fight, while Wang Chen and Su Ling had strategically stayed on the sidelines, waiting for an opportunity to escape.
Even if how much carelessness he shows he knows one thing for sure that no matter what he couldn't silently attacked by a one major realm lower Cultivation. And Wang Chen not only did that but took down his arm as well and this was hurting his Pride.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white as he seethed with anger. "You think you can ruin my fun? Well, let me show you what happens to meddlers like you," he spat, his voice laced with venom and a burning desire for revenge.
"What's with all the blabbering? If you're itching for a fight, then bring it on! I don't have all day to waste. After I'm done beating you, I'll have to find a nice spot to bury your sorry self," Wang Chen retorted with a cocky grin, oozing with confidence.
Elder Qing seethed with anger at Wang Chen's audacious attitude, disregarding their difference in cultivation levels. Who did this punk think he was, acting like a hotshot? Fueled by frustration, Elder Qing assumed a fighting stance, ready to take on Wang Chen, using his remaining arm.
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