As she saw the ground littered with corpses, a bloodthirsty killing intent flared in her eyes.
And when she saw Lu Zhu’s headless body among the many corpses, devoid of breath.
Her tears immediately began to flow.
Under the hazy night, stars were blurred, and a fine rain began to fall.
She sat in the vast courtyard, holding the headless Lu Zhu in her arms.
“Lu Zhu, I’m sorry, I came too late.”
“Ah…”
She cried out to the sky, the rain washing over her eyes again and again.
Not far away, she saw Madam Baili and her daughter Baili Mengran, who had been dead for a long time.
And at this very moment, she knew who had killed Lu Zhu.
She gently placed Lu Zhu on the ground, stood up, and searched around, finding Lu Zhu’s head.
She knelt before Lu Zhu’s corpse, using strands of hair pulled from her own head as thread and a silver needle as a needle.
She painstakingly sewed Lu Zhu’s head to her neck, stitch by stitch.
Making Lu Zhu a complete corpse.
The nearly dried blood spread across her palms.
Using a silver needle as a needle was bound to be difficult.
Her five fingers were pricked by the needle, and blood flowed out, mingling with the blood flowing from Lu Zhu’s head and neck.
At this moment, the night wind was very cool, moonlight scattered, and the rain had not stopped.
Drip, drip, fine rain fell on her, unable to wash away the blood on her hands.
“Lu Zhu, I know you’re afraid of pain, I’ll be gentle.”
The silver needle pierced the pale skin, then penetrated the skin on the other side of the neck.
Her movements were very light and gentle.
Tears silently traced paths on her face, merging with the rain.
“Lu Zhu, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have let you come with me. Lu Zhu, I’m sorry, it’s my fault.”
Her voice was choked with sobs.
“Lu Zhu, don’t worry, I won’t abandon you. Be good, wait for me, wait for me… wait for me to avenge you!”
After sewing Lu Zhu’s head and body together, Gu Qianying discarded the silver needle and a few strands of hair.
She gently picked up Lu Zhu.
Behind the Juesha Sect, there was a mountain forest, quiet all around.
She buried Lu Zhu in the forest behind the mountain.
Without any tools, using only her hands, she dug out the soil, bit by bit.
By the time she placed Lu Zhu in the ground, her hands were already bloody and mangled.
Touching Lu Zhu’s cold body, she had long forgotten the pain.
The tombstone was inscribed with the name Lu Zhu.
She sat by Lu Zhu’s grave for a long time.
Raising her eyes, she looked at the sky that was about to brighten.
At this moment, the rain had stopped.
The dress Gu Qianying was wearing was somewhat damp.
But she paid it no mind.
“Lu Zhu, when I first met you, you were the first girl who was willing to stand by me, and the reason I wanted you to follow me after my rebirth.”
“Lu Zhu, back then, your little face was plump and very cute. Later… you were framed by those people, caught by traffickers, and sold. When I found you, you were so thin you were skin and bones. I remember then, they locked you in an iron cage, and you were so helpless and scared.”
“Actually, I know, at that time, you were pretending. Your goal was to return to my side, you wanted to find something by my side. But later, you gave up, you chose to be honest with me. When I taught you martial arts, I discovered that you already possessed martial arts skills.”
“Lu Zhu, I know you never harbored any ill will towards me. I also know the immense pressure you faced in the Southern Barbarian Kingdom back then. I know even more that you could have chosen a better life then, you could have enjoyed the adoration of the people, you could have continued to be their Saintess.”
“But you chose to give up wealth and glory, and followed me to wander the martial world.”
As she spoke.
She raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes: “Lu Zhu, I harmed you.”
She looked back at the words “Lu Zhu” on the tombstone.
Closing her eyes.
She stood up, raising her sleeve.
A beam of light shot from her jade finger in the air.
Demonic power erupted instantly.
Tens of thousands of black threads surged from behind her, like black snakes flicking their forked tongues.
The sky, about to brighten, suddenly turned dark.
Sparse…
In the mountain forest, trees swayed, and sparse leaves fell.
Birds took flight in alarm, and in the forest, within a hundred-mile radius, there seemed to be some unusual sounds roaring and shouting around her.
A sinister aura rushed towards her.
Her clear eyes instantly turned crimson.
The nails on her ten fingers also instantly became red, long and slender.
She lowered her gaze to the tombstone beside her.
Raising her finger, she used her long nails to cut a bloody gash on her arm.
As her blood dripped onto Lu Zhu’s tombstone,
The surrounding unusual sounds suddenly became much louder.
Numerous black shadows, headless and featureless, without any substance, converged from all directions.
Crimson eyes reappeared.
Gu Qianying opened her mouth and said, “With my blood as the contract, with your thoughts as the lock, I shall make your soul a puppet of my soul art, without heart or thought, serving only me, accompanying me in this life. Heaven and Earth bear witness. I swear here today, you shall be a soul puppet, able to live and die with me!”
As the words fell.
She deepened the gash on her arm, letting her blood dye the tombstone of Lu Zhu red.
Following her oath of contract,
The countless black shadows around her, with lightning speed, all drilled into the soil of Lu Zhu’s grave.
Green light flickered beneath the tombstone for a moment.
Gu Qianying’s complexion gradually turned grim.
Only when Lu Zhu’s tombstone was completely stained red by her blood, obscuring the inscribed name,
Did she lower her arm and withdraw her hand.
The demonic power was also withdrawn at this moment.
Several black threads vanished instantly.
Her body swayed and she knelt on one knee.
Supporting herself with one hand on the ground.
As she pushed herself up, her hand touched the bloody tombstone.
A weak voice echoed through the mountain forest.
“Lu Zhu, I’ll wait for you to come back!”
Madam Baili and her daughter were also buried here.
The next day.
Elsewhere, by a cliff.
Song Wuji supported the severely injured Baili Jingxuan, and the two fled together to the edge of a cliff.
Facing them were pursuers, including Old Master Baili, Han Chenglin, Han Xuan, and Song Panyang.
“Brother, stop this futile effort. Hand over the Charm Tiger Token, and our Song family will still welcome you back.”
Song Panyang stood together with Han Chenglin.
He looked at Song Wuji, whose arm had been cut.
At this moment, Song Wuji’s white robe was covered in bloodstains.
Baili Jingxuan beside him was much more disheveled than him.
“Jingxuan, how can you be so disobedient? If you can persuade Song Wuji to hand over the Charm Tiger Token, your father can spare your life.”
Old Master Baili held his long sword, his expression cold.
At this moment, he no longer hid himself.
“Song Wuji, did you hear that? Hand over the Charm Tiger Token, and our Han family will not kill you…”