A Courtyard, bloodied, heaps of corpses as she dances like a madman amidst the massacre.
They said she was a beauty, unrivalled in charm and fairness as her skin glistened like the whitest of Jade. A beauty not even the emperor can see, a beauty who's now covered in blood as she laughs in glee.
Her feet tiptoed among the corpse, their eyes vacant as the face of terror etched their features, all the while a woman wearing a black rabbit mask is dancing with glee, stepping on their cold and harden body.
From the distance, two men carrying a blade weapon as they wear a White and blue robes. One of them is young and fair looking with long hair tied neatly with ornamental hair ties while the other has a neatly trimmed beard and scarred face.
"Oh my~" the woman said with playful tone, not stopping her twisted dance.
"What is the Ouyang doing here?" she said before she ceased her dance with theatrical bow, but none clap.
"Rabbit Demon Yi Ling" the fair looking man said with fierce eye as he half unsheathes his Jian.
"For your crime of killing the 300 embroidered Guards of the Zhao Dynasty in Bailang Plain, desecrating the honor of the imperial family as you had done so" he said as he brandished his Jian, the double-edged sword catches the light in an elegant white.
"Violating the 12th commandment that those from Jianghu shall not meddle in the Dynasty affair! Hence, I, Ouyang Fengyun, shall punish the sinner here and now!" The man named Ouyang Fengyun said with booming voice as it echoes in the empty court.
"…I am a sinful woman" she suddenly said as she started dancing again, this time, it was more erratic yet oddly beautiful. It's like watching a flame burn a corpse.
"Never once have I volunteered in helping others. Yet, why was I, who is feared across the realm as a crazed killer…" She talks nonsense, completely unrelated to any topic that exists currently.
The two Ouyang brothers watch as they could not comprehend what the hell is she saying.
"What the hell are you saying?" the scarred man said. His body tense up.
"…Decided to help other, freeing themselves from sins" she said, not even bothering to acknowledge the scarred man question.
"Motherfucker" the scarred man said, vein bulging in his forehead. Ouyang Fengyun on the other hand, watch the conversation clinically with cold eyes.
'So, this is the Rabbit Demon, I don't recall a Rabbit being Crazy though.'
"Last chance Rabbit Demon, surrender now or you will—"
"Gosh will you shut up?" Yi Ling suddenly said as she ceased her dance pre-maturely. Ouyang Fengyun was shocked, his neutral expression breaking away.
"isn't it a common courtesy to let one arrange their monologue. Have none of you read a book?" She said with feigned irritation as her black eyes somehow glow beneath the Bunny mask.
Her mask then falls slightly, revealing a soft, white skin. Unmarred by anything, even though it's just a glimpse, it reveals how much of a beauty she is.
The scarred man smiles, face flushed as if bewitched by her beauty.
"Fair lady, please don't fight and surrender less you want that untainted face of yours ruined like mine~" he purrs as he unsheathes his Saber. The single edged blade was dulled in a rustic color, yet it remains sharp.
Fengyun glances at the scarred man, as if criticizing him, but no words were spoken.
"Hmmmmm?" Yi Ling playfully tilted her head.
"You speak as if your puny little blade could even graze my robe to begin with~" she said as she twirls her body.
"Why don't you continue shitting somewhere and let me monologue in peace?"
"Tch, shut it woman! I, the rising snake Ouyang Leng shall bring you down!" He said, irritated "And make you dance in my bed~" before his voice purrs playfully once again.
Fengyun clicked his tongue.
"Heh, make me then…" she said as her eye's gleams insanity behind the mask.
Immediately Ouyang Leng Aura flairs as he activated his technique. Entering a stance to rush her.
"Brother waits!" Fengyun calls yet it falls to deaf ear, Leng rushes in as his forms blur and reappeared one meter away from Yi Ling
WOOOSH, CLANG
Yi Ling merely moves to the side, causing Leng Saber to hit the ground and split the stone, creating a shallow gorge that is rough and unpolished.
She makes a crude gesture, taunting Ouyang Leng who couldn't help but be surprised. His 'Flying Slash' was easily dodged.
Leng then steadied his stance and swung his Saber towards her, yet she dodged.
He then positioned his Saber to sweep her, yet she dodged.
"Ahahaha~ this is fun~" she laughs playfully, while Ouyang Leng grew increasingly frustrated.
He sweeps the ground with his leg, barely hitting her, though barely is a stretch.
Yi Ling is in the air as Leng once again, swings his Saber at her. But Yi Ling palmed his hand, causing his attack to falter.
"Ugh" Leng grunts as Yi Ling swiftly swings her other hand to hit Leng neck only for it to be stopped by Fengyun sword who barely hits her.
SWOOSH
Fengyun aura is cold and fierce, he had activated his Foundation 'Eternal Cold' to protect Leng from certain death.
Leng kneeled behind Fengyun, he looks at Yi Ling with contempt.
"You Fucking Woman!"
"Leng, focus. She is not ordinary Martial Artists"
"I know that much you fuck!"
Fengyun brows furrow, but he doesn't let Leng provocation clouded his judgement. He quickly enters a defensive stance.
'So far, she hasn't used any of her technique yet. But her power is so dominating… Can we really beat her?'
As Fengyun contemplates, Leng rushed in once again, his Aura flaring like crazy as he activates 'Flying Slash' once again.
"FUUUUCK!" He screams his attack, hoping for it to hit her, yet it miss.
Yi Ling hand shoots up to pinch Leng by his throat.
"Shit!" Fengyun realizes it too late, he dashes for nothing as Leng throats—
SHASSHHHHH
—was ripped by Yi Ling's fingers. Leng falls, his eyes vacant. Just like countless other corpses here.
"…Shit"
Fengyun sweats like rain, he cannot hope to defeat her. She hasn't even used any technique or Foundation, this entire fight, she just relies on her knowledge and experience and still ends up on top.
"…"
Fengyun swallows his spit, his eyes darken before he started to dash away. Leaving Yi Ling.
'Fuck that, my lives as the heir of the family is more important!'
He thought, but then an object rushed in with incredible speed—
BOOM
—and hit the ground beside him, yet its force is strong enough to break his leg.
"Aggggh" he wails, clutching his leg as he bites at nothing to suppress the pain.
Besides him, a jet-black staff made of Thunder cured wood and Black steel was smoking, one of the Seven Gate, the Slaughtering Mountain. Above's it is Yi Ling; she gracefully descends before her feet touches the tip of the Staff.
"You know what disgust me the most?"
She said as she stood atop the staff, hands in back as she looked down upon Fengyun who is terrorized by the sudden loss of his limb.
"Its people like you who abandon their comrades."
Yi Ling then looked towards the corpse of Leng.
"I once had a chicken for a dinner, it's a pain to catch it because of its friend kept spewing flame my way. But once I killed the chicken, the friend turns and run away. What a hypocrite, and that Chicken friend has been reincarnated…" She said with serious looks hidden behind the mask.
'What is she on about?'
Yet Fengyun failed to see the meaning beyond the spoken words.
"Any last words Ouyang warrior?"
Yi Ling asks with cold voice, unlike her previous self.
"…Please, spare me this onc—"
His words are cut short,
BOOM
His head was blown into pieces as Yi Ling slammed the staff into it. She then gracefully swings her staff around before vanishing into the thin air.
"As if, I wouldn't want the friend of a Chicken I ate to escape so easily…"
She breath in the metallic tang of blood in the air, she takes in the scene of the massacre before then started praying a Buddhist scripture.
"Away with sins, away with sins, away with sins" she repeats.
The entire day she sits in a lotus position amidst the corpse, not meditating nor cultivating. She was praying.
'Away with sins, I will not let the same thing happen again. Those with sins are one of the Asura that I shall kill.'
So, she repeats the same prayer, like a monk of the long-destroyed Buddhist Sect. She then glances at the temple, a place that once was used to preach the Sins away, which has now become a place where the Sins were bred.
She glances towards the west, near Jujiang. She saw a deep black aura flaring to the sky as if it were a flame tinged with Red and Black, destructive Sins.
It was said that once, a Dragon soared not with strength, honor nor kindness. But with sheer, unrelenting Wrath. Its flame perforates Heaven, burning everything and leaving only Soot.
With its blazing sword, controlled wrath, the Obsession to destroy. Each attack eventually killed the Great Buddha in a tragedy long forgotten.
Forest set Ablaze, Asura of Wrath.
"Found you" she said as she dashed towards the place with such speed it blurs her form. Leaving the bloodied courtyard well enough alone.