Chapter 113: New Book Guide

"I’ll ask you one last time. What did you just say? Say it again!"

The youth’s throat was seized, and he couldn’t speak. He could only gasp a few times before Yun Changjun let him go.

"I’ll talk! I’ll talk—" He gasped for breath, his eyes filled with terror. "It was Eldest Martial Sister! Eldest Martial Sister did it! She used Junior Martial Brother Feng Li’s life to threaten Senior Martial Sister Feng Ge, who was already severely poisoned, forcing her into the Soul-locking Array."

His straight figure staggered as if about to collapse. A metallic, sweet taste rose in his throat, and he spat a mouthful of blood all over the youth’s face.

’Severely poisoned... the Soul-locking Array.’

A severe poison might be deadly, but with the Qingshan Sect’s methods, even if the body died, one could be resurrected with secret techniques.

The prerequisite was that the soul had to be whole and complete.

’But she entered the Soul-locking Array...’

He clutched the fabric over his chest, enduring the sharp pain in his heart, his gaze falling back on the blood-splattered youth. "She’s dead? Her soul scattered too?" Asking these few short words seemed to drain all his strength.

The youth shook his head. "I don’t know, Eldest Martial Brother, I really don’t know." He hadn’t known that the person Eldest Martial Sister was targeting that day was Senior Martial Sister Feng Ge. By the time he found out, it was already too late.

’Meng Jingshu!’

"She won’t die!" Yun Changjun stood up, raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and strode toward the door. "Watch Feng Li. If anything happens to him, you can forget about living."

The youth shuddered and looked up at Feng Li on the bed. ’If Eldest Martial Brother hadn’t arrived in time to protect his heart meridians, he would probably be reunited with his sister in death by now!’

Yun Changjun swept up Qingnü Peak like a gale. This was the residence of the female disciples, a place forbidden to male disciples of the sect.

This wasn’t Yun Changjun’s first time on Qingnü Peak, but it was the first time he had ever entered Meng Jingshu’s residence.

"Meng Jingshu!" He stood in the small courtyard, his handsome face frosted with cold rage, his gaze like a blade fixed on the tightly shut, carved door.

The door was pushed open, and a young woman in green robes hurried out. She stood before Yun Changjun with her head bowed and eyes lowered. "E-Eldest Martial Brother, Senior Martial Sister Jing Shu... she’s not here."

"Where did she go?" He knew Meng Jingshu wasn’t here the moment he stepped into this courtyard; her aura was absent.

"She said she went with the Sect Leader to a banquet on Jade Mountain." The green-robed young woman spoke without daring to look up.

"Hmph—she’s a fast runner." Yun Changjun stared at the young woman before him. Suddenly, he reached out, his two fingers clamping onto her jaw like iron pincers, forcing her to look up at him.

"Speak. How did you harm Feng Ge?"

The young woman’s face grew even paler, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. The pain in her jaw brought tears streaming down her face, but she didn’t even dare to struggle.

"It really had nothing to do with me! Eldest Martial Brother, spare me!" ’She had cried and begged her Senior Sister to take her along, but her sister had been determined to leave her behind to take the fall.’

Throughout the entire Qingshan Sect, everyone knew what kind of person the Eldest Martial Brother was. He seemed amiable and easy to talk to, but in reality, he was a smiling tiger.

Anyone who angered him would meet a truly miserable end.

And Feng Ge was the person Eldest Martial Brother cared about most. For Feng Ge, he would dare to do anything.

’What was killing a couple of junior martial siblings to him?’

The fingers gripping her jaw tightened, and the young woman nearly fainted from the pain.

"Still not talking?"

The young woman choked out between sobs, "Eldest Martial Brother, it really wasn’t me! It was Senior Martial Sister Jing Shu and Senior Martial Sister Jing Luan! I-I only heard about it after the fact."

Yun Changjun endured the ache in his heart and grit his teeth, forcing out each word: "Did Feng Ge... really have her soul annihilated?"

"No, no! Senior Martial Sister Feng Ge’s soul wasn’t annihilated—" The young woman spoke as if she had just grasped a life-saving straw, a sliver of hope blooming in her heart.

Sure enough, Yun Changjun’s fingers immediately loosened. His ink-dark eyes stared intently at the young woman’s face, which was covered in tears and snot.

"Explain!"

The young woman didn’t bother wiping her face first and hurriedly replied, "That day, I overheard Senior Martial Sister Jing Luan reporting to Senior Martial Sister Jing Shu that Senior Martial Sister Feng Ge’s soul had escaped from the Soul-locking Array."

Yun Changjun was overjoyed, but then he felt something was wrong. The Soul-locking Array was a unique Mystic Formation of the Qingshan Sect and was incredibly powerful. How could Feng Ge possibly have escaped?

"You dare lie to me?" Yun Changjun’s hand moved toward the short sword hanging at his waist.

The young woman hurriedly said, "No, no, I’m really not lying! Senior Martial Sister Jing Luan said it herself. She said Senior Martial Sister Feng Ge escaped with two of her ethereal souls and three of her corporeal souls. I heard it with my own ears!"

’Two ethereal souls and three corporeal souls? Could it be... she used the Soul Stripping Technique? She actually learned the Soul Stripping Technique?’

Ecstasy surged through Yun Changjun’s heart. ’She actually managed to find a sliver of life in such a desperate situation.’

But his joy was short-lived, as a deep worry washed over him.

Three days had already passed. A fragmented soul could only survive for three days at most. Moreover, a fragmented soul couldn’t emerge during the day; it could only use the night hours to find a suitable body for reincarnation.