Published: August 27, 2025
Chapter 405: The Possession Technique
With the icy voice of immortal maiden Zi Ling, the gazes of the other cultivators suddenly snapped toward a certain spot within the crowd.
Elder Zhao and another middle-aged scholar stood there expressionless. This scholar was another elder of the Miaoyin Sect who often stayed close to Zhuo Ruting.
Seeing this scene, Madam Fan and Zhuo Ruting both realized something, their faces turning extremely grim.
Among them, Madam Fan looked the worst, appearing rather flustered and desperate.
"Who's skulking around there?" Suddenly, a furious roar came from the dark clouds, followed by a series of thunderfire bolts shooting out like spiritual snakes, striking toward a nearby spot.
At that moment, a place that had been empty darkened suddenly, and a vast mass of black energy erupted from thin air, swallowing those thunderfire bolts completely. Then, a short and skinny young man appeared there.
"Wu Chou!"
Han Li, who had silently retreated to the back of the group, was shocked upon seeing the youth's appearance and muttered his name internally.
At the same time, many other cultivators also recognized the young man and shouted in surprise.
Members of the Hidden Death Sect’s faces changed drastically as they glared fiercely at Wu Chou.
However, the middle-aged man leading them showed a strange expression. While staring at Wu Chou, a hint of fear subtly surfaced in his eyes.
"Heh heh! Truly worthy of the infamous Old Fiery Demon, to be able to see through my possession technique," Wu Chou said indifferently, giving everyone present a careless glance before settling his eyes on the black clouds.
"Hmph!" A cold snort came from within the clouds, then no other sounds followed. Wu Chou's expression darkened.
"Could it be that this mess is caused by your Extreme Yin Island?" Zhuo Ruting, who had remained silent since sensing the anomaly, finally spoke up.
"Exactly! This whole affair was arranged by me. The goods of your Miaoyin Sect were snatched away by people from my island. And the two elders? They were instructed by me to frame the Hidden Death Sect!"
Unexpectedly, Wu Chou admitted everything without concealment, sneering coldly as his lecherous gaze kept roaming over the purple-clad woman.
Immortal maiden Zi Ling’s eyes remained cold and calm as she stared silently at Wu Chou, saying nothing.
At that moment, Elder Zhao, the scholar, and those cultivators who had just struck silently flew to Wu Chou’s side, forming a three-way standoff with Zi Ling and the Hidden Death Sect cultivators.
Seeing this, though Zhuo Ruting had long suspected something, her expression changed, growing heavier.
"Elder Zhao, Elder Meng, our sect has always treated you well. How could you do such a thing?" Madam Fan’s face was already pale as she shouted when Zhao and the others joined Wu Chou.
Remember, she had invested a lot of effort, even sacrificing her looks, to win Elder Zhao’s favor so she could rival Zhuo Ruting within the Miaoyin Sect. Now, he betrayed her silently, filling her with both anger and disbelief.
"Envoy Fan, I never wanted to do this either. But Elder Meng and I have long been at the mercy of others. We really have no choice!" Elder Zhao’s face twitched slightly as he said blankly.
Madam Fan was stunned by this, but when she raised her eyebrows to retort, Zi Ling coldly interrupted her.
"Sister Fan, it’s useless to argue now. Since the enemy dared to set this trap, they must have other tricks up their sleeves. Let’s just focus on surviving today’s ordeal!"
Madam Fan fell silent.
"Tsk tsk! Truly worthy of being the talented and beautiful immortal maiden Zi Ling. I have admired you for a long time. I wonder if you would be interested in marrying me! Although I have many concubines, the position of official wife remains vacant," Wu Chou said, looking at the purple-clad woman’s face covered by a spell with a lustful gleam.
"Fine, agreed," Zi Ling said expressionlessly.
Her words shocked the other cultivators, including Han Li.