Demon's Ingenuity

"Help, someone!"

Liu's screams echoed in the entire forest, but it was no use. The trees surrounding them were akin to dark curtains, hiding within the evil that the demonic cultivator is about to enact on her.

The redhead's face was slammed into a tree. As the needle from before sapped Liu of all of her might, Yong was free to do whatever she wanted to the woman. Her screams gratified his perverse nature, the louder they screamed, the harder he would get.

Yong's grip on Liu's hair tightened, relishing the power she had over the woman.

"That's it, scream! Scream for me!"

And Liu did, straining her lungs to the point of tears, she refused to accept that her fate was to be violated and killed by a perverted bastard. Was this the Karma she had accumulated for leading all of her men to slaughter, for what she did to Xiao?

More exquisite than any musical instrument, Liu's shrieks made Yong's arousal rise higher every passing second. And when it reached a mountainous heights, when he couldn't take it anymore, he would descend upon Liu and ravage her all while wearing the same sadistic smile on his face.

But that wasn't the only thing that was descending tonight. From above, a massive killing intent suddenly bore down on Yong. Like a furious meteor, the masked woman's right hand was about to crash land into Yong.

The man's agility allowed him to evade the strike that left a crater on where he was previously standing. The winds that brushed past him due to her landing, carried away all of his lust with it. Anger surfaced inside of Yong's wicked heart. Who dares!?

Xiao immediately went beside Liu.

"Are you okay?" Xiao asked the dazed redhead.

Liu's eyes began to water once more as her focus shifted on the masked woman, her savior. A tidal wave of relief crashed through Liu, washing away the dread of her impending violation.

The redhead lunged. Liu's gratitude came in the form of a hug, her sobs were uncontrollable as she dove into the mask woman's chest.

And surprisingly, Xiao embraced her right back. To be honest, for all of the hostility that Liu showed her, there was a part of Xiao that wanted to leave Liu at the mercy of the demonic cultivator. Still, Xiao believed that no fellow woman should go through a fate so wretched. And the way Liu clung to her made Xiao feel how soothed Liu was. Xio was glad she didn't entertain such a malicious thought.

For their audacity, a slow clap could be heard not far from them.

"How touching. Do you both think you're safe to enact such a sappy moment in front of me?" Yong swayed his hair backwards, his eyes were a window to the anger he was trying to contain. The crude timbre of his next words shattered his Young Master appearance. "I'm going to fucking desecrate both of you! Your souls will face eternal torture inside my inner realm!"

Liu trembled as Yong reverberated his killing intent. With a smile, Xiao gently laid Liu to the side. Better than words, it was a smile that conveyed to Liu that she was now safe, that she should trust her masked savior.

Xiao turned to face Yong, the smile was no more. In its place was a scowl discernible even with a mask covering half her face.

"Oh yeah? Not if my fist desecrates your face first." Xiao raised her index and middle fingers, her ice glimmered like the stars before forming into deadly swords numbering 16.

With a deadly glint, all twenty of them flew towards yong, seeking to impale the demon. And accompanying them was Xiao, charging to make her threat true.

Yong, as tenacious as he is wicked, will not be downed with such easy advance. In between his fingers came needles, dipped in various alchemical poison. His marksmanship complemented his weapon of choice, Yong threw two rounds of the needle, each veering off Xiao's sword.

What he wasn't able to veer off, however, was Xiao's incoming assault. A fist that was about to barrel into his stomach. His hands crossed together to defend, fortifying them with as much qi as he could.

The explosive power behind Xiao's punch launched Yong into a nearby tree, his back slammed so hard it uprooted it halfway before he fell onto ground.

A haughty smile carved on Xiao's lips. Her new cultivation base had elevated the power of her Baji Quan. And she still hasn't used her pills. She had to give the demonic cultivator in front of her some credit, he turned out to be a good punching bag. His cultivation base was as high as hers, but his Kung fu was lacking. He will die, pitifully, without even being able to withstand her blows.

"Let's add your pride to the list of things that's going to be desecrated tonight ." Xiao sneered at the man, trying to get up while vomiting blood.

The masked woman was strong, it pained Yong to admit but he can't match her in either melee or range. Good thing he doesn't have to. If the fight goes on, he's going to be turned into a ragdoll.

A sinister grin crept onto Yong's face. It was time to unleash his secret technique. Since his water qi element wasn't fit for the brutality he envisioned, he had searched for means to compensate for that. Alchemy provided. The plethora of pills he learned to concoct allowed him to inflict pain and death that his malignant heart desired.

Yong removed his storage ring from his left hand, and tossed it high up in the sky, over the head of Xiao.

Puzzled by such an act, Xiao failed to guard herself from Yong's sly technique.

With but a single common from the ring's owner, a deluge of pills that exploded into noxious fumes rained down upon Xiao, clouding her vision while wracking her nerves from within. A sinister attack borne through a demon's ingenuity.

The fumes cleared to reveal Xiao twitching on the ground.

The success brought by his infallible technique made Yong's devilish grin even wider, he could only imagine how high quality the masked woman's soul must be. Yong licked his lips, he must thoroughly enjoy every crevice of her body before devouring her soul.

Yong's right hand gripped the helpless Xiao by her hair. Her eyes were at the back of her head, while her mouth was agape.

As Yong was about to unmask Xiao, his hand was suddenly halted by none other than her supposed to be helpless victim.

Now, it was Yong's turn to be puzzled.

Xiao's eyes suddenly shifted back into focus, wearing a victorious grin.

Yong's technique was a double edged sword, it was technique that was supposed to bring him flawless victory by dumping all of his concoctions on the enemy, every single time it would work. None of his enemies before had ever resisted the hodge podge of poison that he imbibed in those pills! Until now, as the sword's edge was now pressed against his throat. His attack left him defenseless without access to his pills and needles stored inside the ring.

Before he could utter a word, Xiao's elbow slammed into Yong's gut, making him lurch forward. The bent Yong's head became the prime target for Xiao's split kick, sending him flying upwards. The moment Yong hit the ground, Xiao's qi charged fist barreled into his face, producing a crater making it seem like Yong's head was in a rush to be buried.

"I told you, didn't I?" Xiao grinned that her threat from earlier became akin to a prophecy made true.

Xiao lifted her bloody knuckles to reveal a disfigured Yong underneath. Even in that state, he can't accept the outcome. Thus he questioned.

"How…how did you get rid of my poison!?"

Zhen's ridiculously high cultivation base made Yong's poison a non-threat in the first place.

Although it pained Xiao to have to rely on her teacher's assistance in purging the poison from her system, the satisfaction that she derived from the confused Yong was more than enough to make up for it.

"Like hell I'm telling you, just die already, you demonic garbage."

Xiao's fist crashed over and over into Yong's face. Only stopping until the mini crater had became a pool of blood.

Xiao regained her composure as she confirmed the demonic wretch was now dead, she only hoped that her brutality didn't scare off Liu.