330: Chapter 330 Only one person will truly die.

Su Chen looked at the mysterious exotic woman before him with some panic and asked.

Hearing Su Chen's question, a look of feigned sadness appeared on the witch's stunningly beautiful face.

She slightly pouted her luscious red lips and pressed her porcelain-white fingers against them.

Then, she let out a crisp and charming laugh.

Her tone carried a hint of feigned reproach, mixed with a chilling, yandere-like quality.

"Mentor~"

She dragged out the end of the word, her soft, sweet voice hooking into him like a succubus, pulling straight at his soul.

"Don't you recognize me anymore?"

She continued, her face slightly flushed.

"Back then, in the big bed at the castle, you just... took me."

"How could you forget about me in the blink of an eye?"

"You fickle, heartless scumbag who refuses to acknowledge me after pulling up your pants..."

"You were so rough back then, never considering my feelings, and even ignoring me when I said I was still in my () period. I almost got pregnant with your child, you scumbag..."

However, when she said that last sentence.

The witch before him didn't have the slightest hint of being "oppressed."

Instead, her pretty face was full of lingering dissatisfaction.

Mentor? Took her?

And almost got her pregnant?

Su Chen's brain fell into complete chaos.

He could swear to heaven that in his twenty-plus years of life, he had absolutely never seen this exotic face before.

Nor had he ever taken on any female students from the West!

Seeing Su Chen's confused and wary expression.

The witch seemed to find it very amusing.

She giggled for a while.

But soon, the smile on her face gradually faded, and a flash of undisguised bitterness crossed her eyes.

She sighed slightly.

"Oh my, but thinking about it carefully, the you in this timeline hasn't experienced those things yet, so it's normal that you don't recognize me."

The witch tilted her head slightly, her large witch hat swaying with the movement; she looked at Su Chen, her eyes sparkling with cunning light.

"Mentor, it doesn't matter if you don't know about this identity."

"Since that's the case, you must surely know my other identity."

She leaned close to Su Chen's ear, her breath sweet like orchids.

"I am... the President of Flower Feather Society."

Boom!

This sentence was like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely onto the top of Su Chen's head!

President of Flower Feather Society?

That person who single-handedly founded Blue Star's largest unofficial martial artist organization, known as the "Prophet," the most mysterious powerhouse in the Transcendence Realm on Blue Star.

And also, according to Zhuge Jinyu, the mysterious woman who, at the beginning of the East Sea anomaly, single-handedly forced the god-level Cthulhu into a "one-on-one dark room"?

She actually didn't die?

She really dragged this Cthulhu into the dark room and held it off for such a long time?

Su Chen widened his eyes, looking in disbelief at the person before him who clearly had not a shred of cultivation fluctuation.

A translucent woman so weak she seemed ready to depart from this world at any moment.

Although he was also a member of the Huayu Association.

But given his original status.

Being able to even contact the president of the Great Xia branch would be considered punching above his weight.

Let alone this mysterious president who was rarely seen, whom only a few people in the entire Huayu Association had ever met.

But, why?

Why was the look in her eyes as she watched him exactly the same as Zhuge Jinyu's and Ye Jingjun's?

It was the look of someone who had transcended life and death, seeing a beloved one after a long separation.

Even, in the depths of those profound eyes.

There was hidden a yandere possessiveness that was even crazier and more paranoid than Su Daji's.

"What... what exactly do you want to do?"

Su Chen subconsciously wanted to retreat, but found that his body was still tightly bound by the laws of time stoppage.

Unable to move.

"Don't worry, Mentor~"

The witch saw his fear, gently stroked Su Chen's cheek, and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"I won't do anything to you."

She fumbled with the hem of her skirt, and somehow, from some corner.

Pulled out a completely purple whip.

Then, under Su Chen's terrified gaze, that whip.

Slowly.

Wrapped around his waist.

"What... what is this thing?"

Su Chen looked at the witch with terror and confusion.

The witch seemed to enjoy this feeling, laughing even more happily instead.

"How come..."

"As a member of the Huayu Association, upon seeing this President, you don't first greet me, but instead ask 'What exactly do you want to do?'"

"Mentor, don't you think that as the President... I should properly punish you?"

Looking at Su Chen's terrified eyes, the witch burst into laughter again.

"Look how scared you are."

"Rest assured, Mentor, now is not the time for such flirting."

"Cthulhu hasn't been dealt with yet."

"The scene that follows... I will make you remember it for eternity."

Having said that, she paid no more attention to Su Chen's shock, but slowly turned her head.

Those eyes, originally filled with love, instantly turned into bone-chilling, eternal frost as she looked at the frozen Cthulhu entity above in the sky.

"As expected, the timeline I chose was the right one."

She looked at the relics of the beauties scattered on the ground and the corpse of Zhuge Jinyu.

Looking at the lingering aura of the Transcendent Heroic Spirits who died in battle protecting him behind Su Chen, she said softly:

"Although letting those eyesores stay by your side makes me jealous enough to go crazy."

"But... I have to admit."

"They did very well."

"They used their own lives to help me clear away all the lackeys of this guy."

"Even the main body strength of this old monster has been weakened by a full half by their desperate counterattack."

The witch turned back and winked playfully at Su Chen.

"Mentor, if it weren't for the groundwork laid by those foolish women."

"I really wouldn't have found it so easy to become the savior capable of rescuing you."

Hearing this, Su Chen was struck as if by lightning.

She meant...

The death of Zhuge Jinyu and the others, their sacrifices, all these things that were tragic to the extreme.

Were actually all within this woman's expectations?!

Or even, a result she single-handedly pushed and deduced?!

An indescribable chill shot straight from the soles of Su Chen's feet to his brain.

Su Chen wanted to start swearing.

What on earth was this thing?

However, before Su Chen could open his mouth to question her, the witch seemed to sense his thoughts and had already turned her head back again.

"Rest assured, Mentor."

"They... all of them, even everyone who died in battle on this East Sea."

"Will all be fine."

"The only one who will truly die because of this war..."

"Is... one person."

She smiled miserably, but ultimately did not finish her sentence.