CH 75.3

Inside the Luminous Moon Sect, a cultivator in black is in the middle of drinking tea. After taking a sip, he feels something dry and rough in his mouth, which was really unpalatable.

This thing of the lower realm, the so-called top-level spiritual tea, is so hard to swallow. He puts down the teacup in disgust. Just as he’s about to say something, his expression suddenly changes, and he spits out.

“Is the tea too unpleasant to drink? It is our oversight as hosts.” The Luminous Moon Sect Elder solemnly apologizes, then the expression in his eyes shifts.

What the other spat out was not tea, but blood.

“Trash.” The man in black places a hand on the table, slowly clenching it into a fist. The table slowly breaks into dust.

The trash he’s cursing is not only Gu Fengyang.

It’s also Bai Su, who was driven out of the Bai family.

At the same time, in a prison cell within the Luminous Moon Sect.

A dazzling woman in a crimson dress lounges languidly on a Gu Fei couch. She doesn’t say a word, but her body exudes a cold air that prevents anyone from daring to approach her.

Across from her is a female cultivator whose hands and feet are nailed to the wall. Blood still oozes out from the wounds, suffusing the entire cell with a strong stench of blood.

If the former Ruan Qingshuang was arrogant and domineering, with an ostentatious temperament, after being injured by her Daoist companion Su Lijiang on their wedding night, she seems to have become a different person.

She is very sullen now. Although she is dressed brightly and flamboyantly, it couldn’t hide her depressed look.

She rests her chin on her hand, her eyes stay lowered for a long time, then she suddenly raises her head, “Chu Ling, weren’t you on good terms with Su Lijiang before? I’ve tortured you so much, why hasn’t he come back to save you?”

“You followed him obediently, he is really a heartless, fickle man.” Ruan Qingshuang knits her brows, “He turned his back on you, and on me.”

Chu Ling doesn’t say a word. Although she’s in great pain, she’s not going to die. She can only say in her mind that the man who is heartless and fickle is not Su Lijiang.

In reality, she has long been unafraid of death. Of course, there is still a little thought in her heart. She is the only one who knows the truth.

The man who is fickle and unjust, the man who is devoted on the outside but traitorous on the inside, that is not Su Lijiang.

Master Lingwu is not that kind of person.

Chu Ling moves her mouth, and just as she’s about to say something, she suddenly vomits out a large mouthful of blood. There’s a sharp pain in her soul, then she loses consciousness.

Ruan Qingshuang’s expression slightly changes. She raises a hand and says, “Go and take a look, what’s going on?”

The person receiving the order immediately goes over to check, “Great Senior Apprentice, her primordial spirit has received severe damage.”

Soon after, an alchemist comes to see her. After examining, the alchemist says, “She must have had her Divine Soul branded by a master. Now that the one who branded her is dead, she has also been affected.”

Chu Ling herself is in the Nascent Soul stage, and she is very strong. Who can put such a brand on her Divine Soul?

“I reckon the master’s soul received serious injuries and did not recover, but she had no chance to take care of him. So although she was affected, she did not die immediately.”

“It’s fine as long as she’s not dead.” Ruan Qingshuang orders someone to feed Chu Ling a medicinal pill, then lays back down on the soft couch.

About a stick of incense later, Chu Ling wakes up. As soon as she opens her eyes, she immediately bursts out laughing.

“What are you laughing at?” Ruan Qingshuang frowned. She thinks that laughter is exceptionally ear-piercing, and she’s itching to go and cut off Chu Ling’s tongue.

“Gu Fengyang is dead, his soul is completely gone, hahaha…”

Chu Ling’s words confuses Ruan Qingshuang, “Didn’t Gu Fengyang die a long time ago?”

But she watches as Chu Ling stops her wild laughter, and she looks at Ruan Qingshuang with pity in her eyes, “No, Gu Fengyang possessed Master Lingwu, but ultimately failed. The two shared the same body. Ten years ago, Gu Fengyang had the upper hand.”

She grins, “The one who traded kisses and vows with you, the one who wanted to marry you, is not the real Master Lingwu. It’s Gu Fengyang, who was so old that his whole body was wrinkled.”

“It’s Gu Fengyang, oh.”

“Master Lingwu is not heartless and fickle.”

He wasn’t even willing to disappoint that wife that went through hardships with him in the mortal world, who has become old and incredibly ugly