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Chap 733

 Chapter 733

Chapter 733: Crimson fangs, identity exposed Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

Outside the room, the various disciples from the two Depositories and Courtyards continued to fight. All of Long Feiye’s aides on Celestial Mountain had hurried over to join the fray, leaving things in utter chaos. Even Xu Donglin, who was on standby until further orders, had rushed over. He was covered in blood as he fought his way towards Abstinence Hall, his eyes bloodshot. Even if the Sword and Scripture Depositories had solid proof that Han Yunxi poisoned their disciples to death, they had no right to charge straight in and apprehend the suspect! Their reasons were simply laughable excuses, because Cang Qiuzi had told them to kill Han Yunxi today no matter what.

In any case, the sword sect master was in closed door cultivation, Long Feiye couldn’t leave his room, and they had a pretext. Duanmu Yao would also be able to shield them from the most heinous of crimes. Sword blades shone and clashed in the air as the massacre continued. As soon as Han Yunxi rushed into the room, Duanmu Yao hurried to follow and shut the door behind her. Granny You could only watch this happen with her own eyes while being pressed back by the Sword and Scripture Depository elders.

Han Yunxi didn’t have a speck of martial arts on her body. How could she bear the heavy wounds inflicted by Cang Qiuzi? Where did she find the strength or the courage to run inside? The inner room beyond it was separated by a wall that blocked out all wind and wound. Even if they overturned the skies with their ruckus, Long Feiye wouldn’t hear a thing. And even if he did, he was hard pressed to preserve his own safety at this juncture, much less rescue Han Yunxi.

How was a weak woman like Han Yunxi supposed to face off against that ferocious beast called Cang Qiuzi, or the ruthless, wicked Duanmu Yao? Granny You felt her heart ache as she stared at the tightly shut door.

Meanwhile, Han Yunxi stood with her back to the stone wall as Cang Qiuzi and Duanmu Yao approached. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips while her complexion was as white as a sheet. Her body teetered on the edge of collapse, but her eyes were clear and bright. They stared with the intent to kill so intensely that Cang Qiuzi abruptly stopped.

“Yao Yao, what are you waiting for?” he smiled coldly.

“I’m trying to decide. Should I ruin the right side of her face first, or the left?” Duanmu Yao was laughing out loud as she gripped her sword and walked closer. Today she’d make Han Yunxi pay her back for years of grievances!

But Han Yunxi only cursed her. “Duanmu Yao, you’re even stupider than this wangfei expected! Do you know why Long Feiye looks down on you?”

Han Yunxi had no idea how long she’d be able to hold out or when her rescuers would arrive, but her only thought was to figure out a way to stall, stall, stall! Everything after today would be fine.

Duanmu Yao stilled her steps, never expecting Han Yunxi to rail at her now of all times. “It’s all because of you! Han Yunxi, why did you show up? This princess won’t allow you to exist. This princess will kill you!” she raged.

Cang Qiuzi could tell that Han Yunxi was trying to buy time. He ignored Duanmu Yao and simply raised his own sword, channeling internal energy into sword qi so he could shatter the stone door.

Han Yunxi began to shout. “Duanmu Yao, it’s because you’re a hopeless idiot! You like Long Feiye, but all you’ve done is hurt him! Don’t you know what he’s doing in there? He’s cultivating his martial arts! Cang Qiuzi’s true target isn’t me, but Long Feiye! Can’t you tell? It’s his final day of confinement. If anything disturbs him, you’ll know the consequences better than me!”