Chapter 158: The Nine Yin Witch (3)

Chapter 158: The Nine Yin Witch (3)

TL: FoodieMonster007

“Y-You witch...!” Yeo Min’s body slowly became rigid, and a thin layer of white frost formed on her skin.

The Nine Yin Witch gently stroked Yeo Min’s cold cheek, tears streaming down her face. “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. You won’t feel anything. It’ll all be over before you know it.”

Yeo Min’s eyelids fluttered briefly, and the light in her eyes dimmed. The Nine Yin Witch reached out and gently closed them.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, a sharp Blade Wind sliced through the air toward the Nine Yin Witch’s wrist. Skillfully dodging it, she turned around to face her attacker.

Hyonwon Kang stood there, blade drawn, glaring at her with terrifying eyes. “Step away from Yeo Min,” he growled like a beast, his killing intent far more intense than when he first arrived in the Valley of Evil, having survived a fight to the death.

Unfortunately, his opponent was one of the ten most notorious villains in the jianghu.

The Nine Yin Witch stared blankly at Hyonwon Kang, completely unfazed.

Gritting his teeth, Hyonwon Kang continued, “I thought it was strange how nice you were being... Did you bring us here with this in mind from the start?”

“No, so please, just leave this place quickly,” the Nine Yin Witch pleaded, her expression sorrowful.

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At the sight of her tears, Hyonwon Kang blinked in confusion. “What the hell? Why are you the one crying?”

“Senior!” Ya Suhyeok shouted, arriving right after Hyonwon Kang. Even though his entire body was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, when he saw the frozen Yeo Min, a slew of curses erupted from his mouth, “You filthy witch! What the fuck did you do to Senior Yeo Min? I’ll tear you limb from limb!”

“...Calm down, you idiot.” Snapping back to his senses thanks to his even more hot-headed junior, Hyonwon Kang cautiously pointed his dao at the Nine Yin Witch. “Hand over my junior right now, and we’ll leave quietly.”

“Hey, you damn bitch! Just try to hurt my senior! I’ll snap you in half!”

“I said calm down, Ya Suhyeok,” Hyonwon Kang repeated.

Seeing the two men showing no fear before her, the Nine Yin Witch frowned slightly. “Are you... not afraid of dying?”

Only then did Ya Suhyeok notice she was crying. “Uh... Senior, why is she crying all of a sudden?” he asked, flustered.

“Because she’s a total nutjob,” Hyonwon Kang muttered.

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White cold energy formed in both the Nine Yin Witch’s hands, tears still streaming down her face as she pleaded, “I... I don’t want to kill you. But I can’t help it. If I don’t absorb yin energy, it’s unbearably painful. I don’t want to die. So, so...”

Whining like a child for a moment, she glanced at Yeo Min, then turned back to Hyonwon Kang and Ya Suhyeok with a faint smile as pure as snow.

“I’ll let you stay by her side so she won’t feel lonely,” she said softly.

“You crazy bitch!” Ya Suhyeok shouted.

The Nine Yin Witch slid smoothly toward them, formidable cold energy pouring from her hands.

“Think we’ll just let you?” Hyonwon Kang retorted.

Hyonwon Kang and Ya Suhyeok split to the sides. An ice barrier formed instantly where they’d just been standing.

CRACK!

Exchanging glances, they circled to her sides. Facing an overwhelming master with a coordinated attack, they felt more confident than in the chaotic free-for-all battles they’d fought while escaping the Valley of Evil.

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Heh, we’ve done this countless times at the White Dragon Manor!

They even had their own student lingo for situations like this.

“Defeat Baek Suryong Plan Number Three, let’s go!” Hyonwon Kang called out.

“Got it!” Ya Suhyeok replied.

Though they were always bickering, Hyonwon Kang and Ya Suhyeok made the best team. Ya Suhyeok charged forward with his massive body, blocking the Nine Yin Witch’s view, while Hyonwon Kang hid behind him, swinging his blade like lightning.

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“You two... Where did you learn those martial arts...” the Nine Yin Witch murmured.

Seeing their techniques, she froze momentarily before hastily waving her hands.

BOOM!

Ya Suhyeok, despite being several times larger than her, was struck by her palm wind and sent flying. Hyonwon Kang’s blade bounced off her icy, cold-clad nails.

“It’s not over yet!” Hyonwon Kang shouted. Twisting his waist, he spun his body and mustered the last of his inner strength to swing powerfully.

SWOOSH!

Fierce blade qi flew toward the Nine Yin Witch as if to shred her. She couldn’t underestimate the attack, so she spread her hands to unleash her ice arts.

BOOM!

Accursed murderer!

Someday, the same will happen to you!

They had lunged at him like hungry ghosts, knocking him down, slashing, stabbing, tearing him apart... and he’d surrendered himself to the dead, foolishly unable to open his eyes due to guilt.

Meanwhile, in reality, his friends were getting hurt and the poison was eating away at him. He was so angry he couldn’t forgive himself.

“Huh? Isn’t that one of those guys from earlier?”

“Yeah, the one who was poisoned...”

Suddenly, several villains spotted Wiji Cheon and approached him. A few rolled up their sleeves, seeing it as a good opportunity.

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“Looks like he’s alone. Don’t see the others.”

“Let’s catch him. It’s a chance to get in Elder Bloody Ripper’s good books.”

“Alright. If it’s just one guy...”

The villains quietly hid, preparing to ambush Wiji Cheon. Ambushing someone who was only looking ahead and running wasn’t difficult.

“Die!”

With a loud shout, four villains attacked simultaneously from Wiji Cheon’s left and right, and...

SWISH!

Four heads fell to the ground in one slash, and Wiji Cheon continued running straight ahead at full speed as if he hadn’t even noticed the ambush.

“M-Monster...”

“Forget it. If we mess with him, we’ll just get ourselves killed.”

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Intimidated by Wiji Cheon’s aura, the villains retreated.

After a while, Wiji Cheon arrived at the place where the Bloody Ripper and Baek Suryong had clashed.

“Huff... Huff... This must be the place...” he panted, stopping briefly to look around. The area was devastated from their fight, but he couldn’t sense Baek Suryong’s presence.

“Mr. Baek! Mr. Baek!” he shouted in frustration, but there was no answer. Only a few villains glanced at him like hungry dogs.

“Where are you? Right now, Senior Wonkang, Senior Yeo Min, and Suhyeok are...”

As Wiji Cheon looked around urgently, he suddenly felt a pounding in his heart. Whipping his head around, he began to walk in one direction, muttering as if conversing with someone.

“This way? Or this way?”

Soon, he found a hole in the ground and jumped in without hesitation. Broken and damaged mechanical traps greeted him. Using his movement arts, he followed the traces of a terrifying battle. Someone—or something—inside was calling him.

The deeper he went, the stronger the pounding in his heart became.

“Who are you? Do you know me?” he cried desperately, his throat parched. Unconsciously, he clenched and unclenched his fists. He put more strength into his legs, which already felt like they would burst.

After a while, he arrived in front of a huge wall. His heart felt like it would burst from the pounding. He was sure Baek Suryong was beyond this wall, and that the voice calling him was also there.

“Here. This is the place... Mr. Baek? Mr. Baek!” he called out.

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There was no answer. Wiji Cheon drew his sword and slashed at the wall.

CLANG! CLANG!

Unfortunately, this was a door made of Meteor Iron, which couldn’t be easily cut even with enhanced qi.

Flustered, he pounded on the wall with his fists. “Mr. Baek! Mr. Baek! Everyone’s in danger! Senior Wonkang and Suhyeok are hurt! Yeo Min was captured by the Nine Yin Witch!”

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Blood began to flow from his fists, but he didn’t feel any pain. “Please, you need to save them quickly. Please help me. I can’t save my friends with my own strength. I’m too weak... Because of me...” he cried.

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THUMP.

Finally exhausted, Wiji Cheon collapsed on the spot, sobbing. Getting this far was a miracle in itself. To make matters worse, he heard footsteps behind him.

“Please...” he looked up at the wall desperately.

“Step back. I’m going to smash this damned wall,” a voice behind the wall said.

Recognizing Baek Suryong’s voice, Wiji Cheon exclaimed, “Mr. Baek!”