Villain Path

Chapter 7. Brave villain!

«System! It's a trap! This is not a piano in the bushes, but a real trap! No, do you hear me?! Do you hear?!»

- Teacher, you woke up! - Yin whimpered happily.

So much for you. Where are they? Shen was able to sit up and felt that his hands were chained behind his back and chained to an iron ring driven into the floor, and his chest was wrapped in several turns by the so-called "rope of the immortals," blocking the circulation of spiritual forces. Naturally, there was no sword with him.

Four of his students were chained to the opposite wall. Yin looked at him with a gaze full of selfless childlike faith. Yes, kids, your teacher didn't cope with that. I never expected that the “piano in the bushes” would move the plot forward so much! Wait, where is the main character?

Shaking his head around, Shen realized that neither Al nor Muan were here. Then at least one can hope that Muan will save them! Unless, of course, he fell into the same trap and does not sit in a similar cell...

It all happened so suddenly that Shen didn’t have time to take anything or understand. As soon as Muan disappeared into the well, such a wave of dark energy fell upon them from the side of the "upset mother" that Shen simply passed out right away!

So much for the illustrious cultivator...

System did not like this state of affairs either. She was not slow to "please":

[System notification. -10 points for failed evasion. -10 points for stupidity. -10 points for carelessness. -10 points for being captured. -50 points for falling in the eyes of students. Total: 15 points.]

Shen turned pale. «Are you kidding me, or what?!» Especially his minus ten for stupidity was hurt. He just believed the System itself!

«You, a lying infection, do you wish my early death?!»

[System only wants an adequate development of the plot. User №2 must not go too far beyond the personality of the Black Lotus Peak master Shen. Great cultivator Shen would never allow himself to be taken prisoner by some third-rate sectarians!]

Shen was gloomily silent. This is always like this: you try to be kinder - and as a result you suffer!

While he was mourning his bitter fate, a woman with a candle swam into the half-dark dungeon room where they were chained. She set it down on a table in the distance and turned to Shen. The cultivator, watching her closely, found something strikingly wrong in her steps.

- Well, what a good luck, - she cooed, slowly coming closer and closer. - Immortal cultivator Shen himself. We did not dare to admit that you would be interested in the minor riots in the Poplar town. As well as the fact that you are so stupidly caught! Aha-ha!

Shen frowned and said nothing. The original Shen must have spat poison on everything here, but this one was ready to objectively admit that he had committed a number of stupid things. But he did not intend to surrender without a fight.

- But I, on the contrary, quite expected our meeting, - slyly smiling, he noticed.

Woman who was standing in front of him was taken aback.

- You can’t know who we are! - on reflection she exclaimed.

- Are you talking about Cold Flame Sect or about yourself personally, madam Underheaven?

Screeching, the woman hit him in the face, leaving four shallow scratches from long metal claws. Feeling blood trickling down his cheek, Shen only hoped that there would be no scars. However, now he was much more interested in the very opportunity to save oneself.