"Her Destiny, Her Sword"

Weirdo

The body of the Thousand Jade Purple Spider swelled instantly, and a thread shot out from its mouth. In an instant, a piercing scream echoed as a low-level female disciple of the Huaqing Sect was struck by the thread. Her fair skin turned black in an instant, her body shriveled, and in the blink of an eye, she collapsed into a pool of black liquid. As she dissolved, another female disciple beside her was caught off guard and splattered with a small black spot. Almost immediately, the black spot spread across her body."Sister, save me..." The infected disciple reached out to grab her nearby companion. The remaining female cultivators screamed in terror, desperately dodging away. In the chaos, another was hit by the Thousand Jade Purple Spider and dissolved into a pool of black water. The cries of agony filled the air, sending chills down Su Hanjin's spine, nearly making her vomit. The first disciple who had been splattered with black water was still alive, desperately trying to grab those around her. Her eyes had already lost their pupils, black liquid oozed from her sockets, clearly showing she could no longer see.The leading female disciple, fearing further harm to her companions, coldly flicked her whip, wrapping it around the infected disciple's neck. Just as she was about to strike, the disciple screamed, "Senior Sister Biyao, save me, save me..." Senior Sister Biyao hesitated for a moment, a trace of compassion appearing on her face. But at that moment, the infected disciple's rotting hand was already reaching for her face. In that split second, Qiu Qianlin leaped forward, a gleaming metal feather from his black feather fan flashing as it flew out, severing the disciple's neck, causing blood to gush out! Qiu Qianlin kicked the corpse away, placing himself in front of Biyao, shielding her from the flying black blood. Despite his precautions and using his spiritual energy to protect himself, he underestimated the virulence of the poison, which penetrated his defenses.Su Hanjin saw Qiu Qianlin stiffen as blood spurted from his mouth. Biyao, halfway through her motion to assist him, immediately recoiled upon seeing the blood, guilt flashing in her eyes as she distanced herself from Qiu Qianlin. She retreated to Su Hanjin's side, summoning a green umbrella."This umbrella is a high-grade mid-level magical treasure. I don't have enough spiritual energy to fully activate it. If we work together, we can hold out until help arrives!" Biyao said coldly, holding the green umbrella in front of her, a faint glow appearing in her palm.Seeing that Su Hanjin hadn't reacted, she shouted angrily, "What are you waiting for? Pour your spiritual energy in!" At the same time, the two remaining Huaqing Sect female disciples frantically rushed over, seeking the protection of the umbrella. Biyao's face changed, and with a flick of her wrist, the green umbrella emitted a bright light, pushing the two disciples away."Senior Sister!" they screamed in despair."Our cultivation isn't strong enough to protect you!" Biyao said, closing her eyes in apparent remorse. Su Hanjin found her hypocrisy revolting. She glanced at Qiu Qianlin, who was barely holding off the Thousand Jade Purple Spider, and the two female disciples who were struggling miserably. Gritting her teeth, Su Hanjin withdrew her spiritual energy from the green umbrella. She reached out into the void and grabbed her Condensing Light Sword, slicing through a thread of silk, then moved to stand beside Qiu Qianlin."Fool with a death wish!" Biyao cursed. Her own spiritual energy was insufficient to support the high-grade treasure. Without Su Hanjin's help, the umbrella began to close. Despite her desperate efforts to maintain it, Biyao's spiritual energy ran dry, leaving her dizzy and weak."Damn it!"The two Huaqing Sect disciples had already succumbed to the poison, while Su Hanjin and Qiu Qianlin barely managed to fend off the spider together. The Thousand Jade Purple Spider, sensing resistance, shifted its focus, its body swelling as it aimed a poisonous thread toward Biyao.Qiu Qianlin turned to save her, but it was too late. His expression shifted to one of despair, and Su Hanjin's hand froze on her sword. For some reason, she felt an impulse to throw away her Condensing Light Sword."What demon dares to cause trouble in the Cangyun Sect!" A thunderous voice boomed, deafeningly loud. The poisonous thread that had been heading toward Biyao suddenly ignited and turned to ash in an instant. Biyao, who had closed her eyes in despair, opened them to see a figure flying swiftly through the air, her face lighting up with joy."Uncle Master Cangshan!" she called out sweetly, tears of joy welling in her eyes."A Golden Core cultivator!" Wanchou, who had been controlling the poison creatures, was terrified. Realizing the situation had turned dire, he tried to flee. Cangyun shouted, "Where do you think you're going!" A massive golden handprint pressed down from the sky. In a flash, the Thousand Jade Purple Spider threw itself in front of Wanchou, taking the blow. The spider exploded, black mist spreading everywhere, turning the air pitch black."Be careful, it's poisonous!"When the black mist cleared, there was no trace of Wanchou's presence. The sheer pressure from the sudden appearance of the golden hand had caused Su Hanjin's heart to tremble in fear, making her feel as small as an ant, easily crushed at any moment. The fact that Wanchou, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, had managed to escape from a Golden Core master weighed heavily on her. She knew she had to become stronger, or she would always be in danger. But how could she grow stronger? Su Hanjin was overwhelmed by the thought. However, having survived this ordeal, she resolved to spend more time studying the Ling Tian Sword Rain technique.Su Hanjin walked over to Qiu Qianlin. His lips had turned black, and the blood oozing from his wounds was also black—he had been poisoned. Would he die? Would he dissolve into black water like the other female disciples? This was just a story, after all. These characters were creations of the author. They weren't real, unlike her. Su Hanjin kept telling herself this, but when she saw the pain on Qiu Qianlin's face, her heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard for her to breathe.She slowly crouched down, her hand reaching toward Qiu Qianlin's face but stopping in mid-air, trembling and unsure. Qiu Qianlin stared at her, a flicker of warmth in his eyes."Qiu Qianlin, are you going to die?" Su Hanjin asked softly.Qiu Qianlin coughed weakly, blood dripping from his mouth despite his efforts to suppress it. Su Hanjin didn't flinch, though. Instead, she paused, then moved her hand from beside his face to his shoulder."If you die, I'll find a way to send that female disciple to accompany you," Su Hanjin muttered, telling herself again and again that he was just a character in a novel. Even though her promise was as much as she could offer, the tremor in her hands betrayed her true feelings. Her fingers dug into his shoulder, as if trying to pierce through his clothes. In that moment, tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked out, "Are you an idiot? Why risk your life for that woman?"Speaking of that female disciple, Su Hanjin glanced back, only to see Biyao shamelessly fawning over the Cangyun Sect elder, her previous cold aloofness replaced by a pitiful and weak demeanor. It was disgusting.What Su Hanjin didn't realize was that in turning back, she missed the flash of tenderness in Qiu Qianlin's eyes. Instead, her action caught the attention of the three people in the distance, one of whom was a middle-aged man dressed in a tattered robe with greasy hair. He stepped toward her with lecherous eyes, stopping a few steps in front of her."What do you want?" Su Hanjin's heart raced as she noticed the man lacked any spiritual energy fluctuations, meaning he was either a commoner or a cultivator of an incredibly high level. Instinctively, she positioned herself between Qiu Qianlin and the man.The man said nothing, simply extending a blackened hand from his tattered robe, emitting a foul stench. Su Hanjin raised her Condensing Light Sword to block him, but to her surprise, he flicked the blade with his finger, causing the sword to tremble violently, numbing her hand."That boy is poisoned," the man said, shaking his filthy fingers. "But since he's practiced poison techniques himself and is a skilled alchemist who's been around pills for years, he won't die. Besides, he wasn't directly hit by the Thousand Jade Purple Spider. You don't need to act like your lover is on his deathbed."Su Hanjin froze for a moment, then glanced back at Qiu Qianlin, who nodded slightly, the corner of his mouth twitching with a faint smile."Little girl, I see you have potential. How about becoming my disciple?" The man clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "But the technique you're practicing, it's good, but advancing will be quite