250: A perverted and evil woman

As evening approached, Qin Wushang finally waited for Su Feixue to return to the inn room.

The door was pushed open, bringing in a sliver of the gloomy, cold chill of the Ghost City.

As Su Feixue stepped into the room, the usual lazy charm on her face had vanished without a trace, replaced by a rare coldness and gloom.

Clearly, she had just experienced something extremely unpleasant.

Qin Wushang opened his eyes from his meditation, his gaze falling on her as he keenly sensed her abnormal emotional state.

He spoke, his voice steady: "Who did you meet? To think they could make you this angry."

"A slut!"

Su Feixue almost squeezed those three words through her teeth, making no effort to hide the hatred and disdain in her tone.

With a backhand flick, she activated the Formation and walked to the table. She didn't sit down, but stood with her back to Qin Wushang, her shoulders rising and falling almost imperceptibly as if she were trying her best to suppress her surging emotions.

Qin Wushang stood up and walked to her side.

Only then did he notice that the lapel of her robe over her chest was stained with a patch of dark red blood. It had already dried, but it was still eye-catching.

In addition to her usual delicate fragrance, there was a faint scent of blood in the air.

"Are you injured?"

Qin Wushang's brow furrowed, and he reached out to check, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.

"With your cultivation at the God King Realm, there aren't many among the younger generation who can wound you. What's the other party's background?"

"Mhm."

Su Feixue gave a brief response and finally turned around to sit in a chair.

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, attempting to calm the intense emotional fluctuations that had been stirred up.

"It's just a superficial wound, it's fine."

"A few sinister tricks won't do anything to me."

She looked up at Qin Wushang, her gaze becoming exceptionally serious, even carrying a rare hint of a warning.

"Remember this, Qin Wushang."

"That woman is from Taihuang Heaven."

"No matter where you encounter her in the future, get away from her immediately!"

"If you can detour ten miles, don't just detour nine!"

Qin Wushang was stunned by her solemn tone.

From Taihuang Heaven?

Taihuang Heaven produced such a fierce person? How come he hadn't heard of her?

"Someone from Taihuang Heaven? Is it really necessary to be... this much on guard?"

In his impression, even when Su Feixue faced the Heavenly Horned Ant, she was mostly casual and didn't take it to heart. She rarely showed this kind of disgust that bordered on dread.

"It is! Hmph!"

Su Feixue let out a cold laugh, her red lips curving.

"What do you know? She's not just generally bad or evil; she's bad to the bone and rotten to the core!"

"Despicable and shameless aren't enough to describe even a fraction of her. Insidious and malicious are her true nature!"

"To achieve her goals, she'll use any means necessary, resorting to the most low-handed tactics. Yet, she's best at wearing a deceptive skin!"

She paused and stared into Qin Wushang's eyes, saying word by word: "She is the very definition of a person who stops at no evil."

"A lecher like you is the easiest to be fooled by her. You'd better carve my words into your brain."

Qin Wushang listened with increasing surprise, even finding it somewhat absurd.

A Demoness, a Devil Emperor's Clone who acted according to her own whims, was actually using such extreme terms to describe another woman?

And saying she 'stops at no evil'?

Just how big was the grudge, or how shockingly evil was the other party for Su Feixue to give such an evaluation?

He rubbed his chin, recalling the figure he had caught a glimpse of during the day, and said with some uncertainty: "But I caught a glimpse of her from afar today... I felt that woman had an extraordinary bearing. Although she was a bit cold, she didn't seem as hideous as you say? And..."

He frowned slightly, showing a confused expression.

"For some reason, she gave me a very strange sense of familiarity."

"It wasn't familiarity with her face, but a... vague, inexplicable feeling, as if I've seen her somewhere before."

"But thinking carefully, among the people I know, no one has eyes or a temperament that matches hers."

"Taihuang Heaven... I've never set foot there, let alone known any women from there. It's truly strange."

"A sense of familiarity?"

Su Feixue immediately became sharp, her whole body tensing up instantly as the emotions she had just tried to calm surged once more.

She snapped her head around and stared intently into Qin Wushang's eyes, those eyes that were always full of charm were now filled with shock and suspicion.

"You feel she's familiar? How is that possible!"

Her voice unconsciously rose a bit.

The suppression of the Great Dao in the Desolate Heaven Domain still exists; Di Qingli, who carries the Great Dao of Taihuang Heaven, shouldn't even be able to enter, even as a Clone.

Living a second life, it's impossible for them to know each other.

There might be a problem here!

She thought for a moment and hurriedly said: "This is absolutely an illusion! It's one of that slut's best tricks!"

"She's best at using various means to create this false sense of destiny and familiarity to bewitch people's hearts—especially to deceive old perverts like you who are easily swayed by beauty!"

"The hunter always appears in the form of prey. Don't you dare be fooled by her act of having aloof eyes!"

She spoke rapidly, with an urgency to correct Qin Wushang so he wouldn't be deceived.

Looking at her slightly agitated reaction, Qin Wushang's doubts only deepened.

Su Feixue's attitude, rather than stating facts, seemed more like she was desperately trying to cover something up.

It was as if she was afraid he would actually become interested in that woman!

"It's not that serious, is it?"

Qin Wushang raised an eyebrow, his tone inquisitive.

"The Supreme Double Pupils see through all falsehoods and look directly at the Origin."

"If it really were an illusion or a disguise, I shouldn't be completely unaware."

"Why couldn't it be?"

Su Feixue was getting anxious and reached out to grab Qin Wushang's arm with considerable force.

She had said all this, yet he still didn't believe her.

Is that smelly woman really that good!

"Let me ask you, when you first met me, or your Revered Master Chu Yuehua, or that Lin Ziyao, did you ever have this kind of inexplicable sense of familiarity?"

Qin Wushang was taken aback by her question. He thought back seriously and shook his head.

"That... I really didn't."

"I've known Ziyao since childhood."

"Revered Master and you... when we first met, the feelings were very unique, but it wasn't this kind of familiarity that felt like looking at flowers through a fog."

"Then that's exactly it!"

Su Feixue seemed to have grasped a powerful argument and said with a certain tone: "None of us wanted to deceive you—at least we didn't have those crooked thoughts when we first met—so we wouldn't give you such a meticulously crafted illusion!"

"But that bad woman, from the first moment she saw you, she was probably already calculating!"

"A person like her is like a venomous snake hiding in the dark. What she shows you is always a seemingly harmless or even attractive side. Once you get close, she'll bite you suddenly and inject the most lethal venom!"

She leaned in close to Qin Wushang and, after thinking for a moment, lowered her voice.

"And let me tell you, that woman... she has an extremely perverted and disgusting hobby!"

Qin Wushang felt a bit creeped out by her and asked: "What hobby?"

Su Feixue's gaze pointedly flicked downward, landing on Qin Wushang's crotch area.

"She likes to... collect men's roots."

"Yes, exactly what you're thinking."

"Supposedly, she has a secret collection room filled with all sorts of... well, trophies."

"As for you..."

Her eyes circled Qin Wushang's body, and she intentionally dragged out her words.

"With this skin you're wearing and your extraordinary talent, you've probably already been targeted by her as her next must-have collection goal!"

"Once she succeeds, hmph hmph, you'll be left regretting it for the rest of your life!"

"Her methods are very perverted. Those who are castrated cannot regenerate! It's not a normal injury where you can rely on powerful vitality for limb regeneration."

Hearing this, Qin Wushang felt a chill in his nether regions and his scalp went numb. He subconsciously squeezed his legs together.

He gave a couple of dry laughs: "Uh... your skill at making up stories to scare people has certainly improved."

"However, why do I feel that some of the traits you described might fit you better?"

"Everything I'm saying is true! You have to believe me!"

Seeing that he didn't seem to believe her, Su Feixue got even more anxious and spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube: "That woman is the current Palace Revered Master of the Taihuang Heavenly Emperor Palace, which makes her the nominal Heavenly Lord of Taihuang Heaven!"

"Don't look at her cold and heartless appearance now. When she was young, she was also a fool who was mesmerized by a smooth-talking handsome man. She gave her heart and lost her Primordial Yin."

"The result? After that man got what he wanted, he discarded her like a worn-out shoe and turned around to curry favor with other women!"

Su Feixue's tone carried a complex emotion, like hatred mixed with ridicule.

"From then on, she changed completely."

"She no longer believes in any love and even hates all the ungrateful and lustful men in the world."

"She cultivated an extremely bizarre technique and often transforms into a peerless beauty to travel around, specifically to lure those self-proclaimed romantic scumbags. When they are at their most complacent..."

"She castrates them and collects that part as a trophy!"

"This has already become a psychologically twisted hobby and a way of cultivation for her!"

She gripped Qin Wushang's hand tightly, her eyes incredibly serious: "You look so flashy and carry great Luck; in her eyes, you are the highest-grade prey!"

"The way she looked at you was definitely not normal!"

"Don't you dare go near her. Don't believe a single word she says! They are all arsenic wrapped in honey!"

Qin Wushang's brow was locked tight as he carefully processed this massive amount of information from Su Feixue.

The Heavenly Lord of Taihuang Heaven?

Psychologically twisted due to emotional trauma?

Specifically castrating romantic men to collect their tools?

This story sounded bizarre and terrifying, but Su Feixue's expression while telling it didn't seem entirely fictional... "Fine! Stop thinking about it!"

Seeing him fall into deep thought, Su Feixue suddenly interrupted. She extended her arm, and her soft body pressed up against him with an undeniable force.

She looped her arms around Qin Wushang's neck, tilted her face up, and her red lips proactively pressed onto his, grinding and lingering.

After the kiss, she panted slightly, her blurred eyes carrying a hint of dominance as she pushed Qin Wushang toward the bed behind them.

"There are still a few hours before the Night of Extreme Yin arrives and the Nine Nether Gate opens wide... Before that, stay with me and rest for a while."

As she spoke, she kissed him again.

This kiss was extremely intense, as if she were venting her extreme inner dissatisfaction, nibbling and biting at Qin Wushang.