Everything was unfolding exactly as Peng Yu had predicted. Soon, a rustling sound echoed inside the cave.
At that moment, Song Wanníng finally caught up. Hearing the noise inside, she froze for a moment.
This was...
Her divine sense quickly spread out, taking in the entire scene inside the cave. She was stunned at once. mThere, her precious disciple was being pinned down by Peng Yu...
"..."
So it was Peng Yu!
Hmph.
Song Wanníng sneered coldly, no longer in a hurry.
Peng Yu was now wanted by many and dared not appear recklessly. Even if she knew about Bai Yang, she couldn't spread the news. Her anxious heart suddenly settled. She frowned slightly, curious about Peng Yu's actions. Repeatedly attacking men, what exactly did Peng Yu want?
"Ah, looks like she's going to get a stye. Why is Peng Yu acting so recklessly everywhere?"
The little golden sword covered its eyes but its gaze spun around shamelessly, looking rather perverted.
"Sister, you have to admit, this is a real male lead. That figure... tsk tsk tsk..."
The golden sword looked at Bai Yang's humiliated, death-wish expression with glee, feeling incredibly satisfied.
This guy had hurt their master the most, yet he had received the lightest punishment so far. It wished Bai Yang would just give up and die already, without their master having to intervene.
What surprised it, however, was that Song Wanníng did not stand by idly. Instead, she drew her long sword and slashed fiercely toward the person inside the cave.
Boom—
A tremendous roar erupted as the sword realm cultivation pressed forward with terrifying pressure, striking straight at Peng Yu.
Peng Yu, fully engrossed, never expected someone to intervene. She tried to withdraw but it was too late. The sword struck her, sending her flying.
This blow nearly cut off half her body. Blood sprayed everywhere, staining the mountainside.
Bai Yang, already desperate, suddenly saw Song Wanníng descend like a deity. In that moment, tears welled in his eyes as he called out pitifully, "Master."
In that instant, he was back to his childhood. He had been injured by beasts, sure he would die beneath their hooves. His master had suddenly appeared from the sky and saved him.
She would patiently comfort and encourage him. Though inexperienced and awkward, her sincerity was undeniable. Bai Yang looked at Song Wanníng through tearful eyes, more fragile than ever before.
Song Wanníng glanced at him, then took a fresh set of clothes from her storage ring and tossed it to him to cover his body.
It wasn't that she was reluctant to see Bai Yang naked, but she didn't know Peng Yu's true plan. Her instincts told her that if Peng Yu succeeded, her power would grow dangerously strong, making her difficult to defeat.
Bai Yang wiped the tears from his eyes, quickly put on the new clothes, then stood up and hid behind Song Wanníng.
"Master, it's her. She tried to abuse your disciple. If you had come any later, I..."
He didn't finish the sentence.
This was not something to be proud of. Instead, it was deeply humiliating.
Fortunately, his master was family.
Song Wanníng's expression remained calm, but her eyes sharpened.
Every time Bai Yang faced danger, he remembered her kindness...
"Feng Youming, is he your disciple?"
Peng Yu, lying on the ground, was just coming back to her senses. The pills she took were rapidly healing her wounds, but the severed limbs would not grow back anytime soon unless she obtained rare, top-grade regrowth pills.
The more she thought, the deeper her murderous intent grew. Feng Youming had ruined her plan and injured her. He deserved to die.
But...
"When did you take a disciple? How come I never heard about it?"
Peng Yu asked while trying to think of how to escape Feng Youming's grasp. She feared he would inform the Feng family, which would be her death sentence.
Song Wanníng glanced at her coldly, mocking, "Why don't you put your clothes on first? It's an eyesore."
"You—"
Peng Yu was suddenly humiliated and embarrassed.
Feng Youming was known to be a womanizer, yet he showed no interest in her. She had tried every method but failed.
Now, even standing naked before him, she could not stir his desire. It frustrated her deeply. She angrily put on her clothes and glared at Feng Youming. "Now, can you tell me who he really is?"
Curious, Peng Yu quietly took out a talisman and clenched it in her palm.
Once activated, even Feng Youming might not escape it.
Feeling confident, she relaxed noticeably. Song Wanníng noticed the change and also saw the talisman in her hand.
A faint smile curled on Song Wanníng's lips as she spoke slowly and meaningfully, "That is a secret. Only the dead can know."
"Hah!"
Peng Yu laughed angrily.
"Fine, if you won't talk, I won't force you."
She spat out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely weak.
Raising her head, she put on a pitifully pale face. "I'm hurt now. Can you spare me? If you let me go, I'll tell you how to ascend from here!"
A glimmer lit up her eyes. She did not believe Feng Youming would ignore this offer. If he fell for it, she could send Feng Youming to the grave. Then that tender little disciple would belong to her!
Peng Yu imagined Feng Youming's excited expression, but reality was that he didn't even lift an eyelid, his indifference absolute.
Her heart sank.
No one could remain so calm at the promise of ascension. What did Feng Youming mean?
Did he not trust her?
Peng Yu pressed her lips and continued, "Feng Youming, I'm not lying. I really know how to ascend, and the secret lies within your disciple.
If you spare me, I'll teach you the method. You can enjoy him and ascend at the same time. Isn't that wonderful? If you're worried about hesitation, it's okay. The medicine you bought from me recently will come in handy."
She winked, thinking she had Feng Youming right where she wanted.
Bai Yang, used as the bargaining chip, turned pale hearing this. He clenched his fists, furious with his own weakness. If he were stronger, no one would dare look down on him like this.
"Do you think everyone is as ruthless as you when it comes to ascension?"
He straightened his back and fixed Peng Yu with a cold glare. Her scheming was clever, but they came from the outside world and cared nothing for her so-called ascension method.