290: Chapter 290 The Battleground Reopens! (Part 2)

Su Wanyue trembled violently, gasping for breath.

Tears mixed with the blood on her scalp, making her appearance look even more alluring.

As a psychic superpower user, her perception was sharper than anyone else present.

Every detail happening inside the door, not just the sounds and images.

But even the emotional fluctuations of Su Chen and Teacher Wang Jin, and the trembling and pleasure of their souls when they were together.

Were all amplified ten thousand times without reservation and then forcibly crammed into her brain.

Under such stimulation, all the emotions in her mind had completely vanished.

What remained was only her naked, skyrocketing corruption value.

"Ahhhh!"

"Brother is mine!"

"Brother clearly belongs only to Wanyue!"

Su Wanyue screamed in a breakdown; her crazy side, facing her brother being possessed by another woman, completely turned into helpless collapse and crazy jealousy.

"Why... why can I only be his younger sister!"

"Why can that woman do it! All of you women can do it! Why can't I?"

Su Wanyue's gaze swept fiercely across the four empresses in front of her.

"I am not reconciled."

"For Brother, I was in a coma on a hospital bed for two years, and almost gave my life to him."

"I even think about him in my dreams."

"Why can I only be a sister?"

"Why must I be here listening to him wanting another woman inside!"

The four women on the side noticed with some astonishment.

Behind Su Wanyue, there actually appeared a phantom composed of spiritual energy, which, from attire to expression, looked exactly like a completely corrupted version of "her"!

This was a sign that her emotions were about to spiral out of control.

She stood up abruptly, and the psychic storm turned into countless invisible sharp blades.

Recklessly, she crazily slashed toward the formation set up by Zhuge Jinyu in front of the secret chamber door.

"I want to kill her."

"I want to go in and kill that woman!"

"Insolent!"

Seeing Su Wanyue completely lose control, Zhuge Jinyu let out a cold shout and waved the vermilion bird feather fan in her hand violently.

The formation she had personally set up on the door emitted bursts of white light.

Like an indestructible golden birdcage, it firmly suppressed this crazy yandere sister in place.

"Let me go, you white-haired old witch."

"Let me go!"

"I want to find my brother!"

The mentally out-of-control Su Wanyue struggled crazily within the formation, cursing with the most vicious language in the world.

"Let me seal her hearing and spiritual perception; that way, she should calm down quickly and recover her original kind personality."

Hearing Jiang Luoli's words, Zhuge Jinyu frowned, but still nodded.

Not only was she not angry, but a trace of pain and helplessness flashed in her eyes.

She understood too well the feeling of watching the man she loved embrace someone else.

This kind of lingering pain was indeed too cruel for a yandere girl whose psychological defenses were already extremely fragile due to her superpower.

Jiang Luoli stepped forward, a glimmer of dark golden Phoenix Fate light shining from her fingertips, and quickly tapped Su Wanyue's brow.

As her perception was forcibly cut off, the scarlet in Su Wanyue's eyes gradually faded.

Like a puppet drained of all strength, her delicate body fell softly into Jiang Luoli's arms, unable to say a word.

Although she was no longer raving.

The tears at the corners of her eyes still slid down silently like broken beads.

The corridor returned to an oppressive, deathly silence.

To prevent everyone from suffering further.

Zhuge Jinyu took a deep breath, her jade hands moving quickly to form seals.

On the periphery of the original formation at the secret chamber door, she laid down another layer of extremely advanced soundproofing and spiritual perception-blocking barrier.

With this, everything inside the door was completely isolated.

Let alone the other four people present, even Zhuge Jinyu herself could no longer investigate.

"Alright."

Zhuge Jinyu put away her hand gestures and turned to look at the crowd with varied expressions.

"Now, no one can hear, and no one can see."

"Let's just assume Sir is inside in seclusion healing his wounds."

However, although the barrier could isolate sounds and images.

It could not isolate the wildly growing imagination and jealousy in the women's hearts.

Having lost the target of perception, the atmosphere in the corridor did not ease, but instead brewed an even more dangerous storm.

Because there was nothing to do.

The attention of these women inevitably shifted to each other.

The first to bear the brunt of the concentrated fire was Jiang Luoli, who had been acting as the peacemaker and obediently holding Su Wanyue.

"Speaking of which..."

Ye Jingjun held the su chen sword to her chest, looking at her with a cold sneer.

"Jiang Luoli, your technique for tapping her brow just now was quite practiced."

"You must have tapped your own brow quite often when nothing was happening."

"It seems you've long been accustomed to such occasions that require suppressing your own emotions?"

Although this sounded like mocking Jiang Luoli for being used to being cuckolded.

But the premise of being cuckolded is naturally having maintained a status for a long time.

Every woman present was as sharp as a tack when it came to issues involving Su Chen.

As soon as these words were spoken.

Cang Mingyue and Zhuge Jinyu, who had just looked righteous,

Both locked their gazes onto Jiang Luoli like searchlights.

Jiang Luoli went stiff under these three Fourteenth Stage gazes, her scalp instantly tingling.

It was over.

The thing she had been worried about since the East Sea had finally come.

"I... I didn't."

"This is just my innate skill; just now, I also saw that Wanyue was in too much pain, so I just helped her out."

Jiang Luoli swallowed nervously, subconsciously hugging Su Wanyue tighter, trying to use this sister as a shield.

"Is that so?"

Zhuge Jinyu smiled, slowly waving the vermilion bird feather fan, her foxy eyes flashing with shrewdness.

She stepped out with her long, straight legs, walking toward Jiang Luoli with steps that carried extreme oppression.

"Sister Jiang, don't think I didn't observe."

"Just now on the East Sea, when Sir said he had lost his primordial yang because he was forced by that Saintess of the Hehuan Sect."

"The three of us were burning with anxiety."

"Wishing we could tear that Hehuan Sect enchantress into ten thousand pieces."

Zhuge Jinyu leaned slightly toward Jiang Luoli, a cool sandalwood scent rushing toward her with lethal oppression.

"However... if I remember correctly."

"At that time, your reaction seemed a bit too calm."

"Sir once said that he had only reincarnated three times."

"Among them, the last life was the Great Yin world where you, Queen Jiang, were."

"In that life, as the Human Emperor, besides that sickly Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Daji by his side, the woman closest to him... was you, right?"

Boom!

Zhuge Jinyu's slow, heart-piercing deduction directly detonated the bomb hidden deep underwater.

The culprit who first took Su Chen's first blood, besides that Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Daji who didn't know where she was hiding.

Jiang Luoli before them also had a share of the credit!

"Very well, Jiang Luoli!"

Hearing this, Cang Mingyue instantly bristled.

Her azure long hair moved without wind, and her ethereal face was full of anger and grievance at being deceived.

"You sneaky thief!"

"We were heartbroken and tearful for Young Master Su in our own worlds, regretting it for a lifetime."

"You actually secretly took the lead in the Great Yin world?"

Ye Jingjun even pulled out the su chen sword directly, placing it across Jiang Luoli's neck with a "clang".

"Speak!"

"In the palace of the Great Yin world, what shameful things did you and that damn fox spirit do to my husband?"

"Was my husband's primordial yang destroyed by your hands?"

The red-clothed sword immortal grew angrier the more she thought about it, her beautiful eyes spitting flames of jealousy.

"If you dare to tell a single lie today, I will immediately pluck all these phoenix tail feathers of yours clean!"

This sudden interrogation put Jiang Luoli into a desperate situation where she couldn't argue her case.

She wanted to cry but had no tears.

These women usually looked high and mighty, ethereal, and as indifferent as if they didn't eat human food.

How come when it involved Su Chen, their IQs were like they had cheats enabled.

It was simply more terrifying than Sherlock Holmes.

The most critical point was that she, Jiang Luoli, really didn't have any capital to defend herself.

After all.

In the Great Yin world, she not only destroyed Su Chen's primordial yang.

She even took the initiative to climb on top of him when he was off guard!

If the three women, Zhuge Jinyu and the others, knew about this, how could Jiang Luoli's life be preserved?

"I am wronged!"

"Sisters, I am really wronged!"

Jiang Luoli was so scared that her hands loosened, almost letting Su Wanyue's delicate body slide to the ground.

Under the terrifying pressure of the Fourteenth Stage heroic spirits, her bit of Thirteenth Stage foundation was simply not enough.

She had to bite the bullet, blushing, and began to stutter in her own defense.

"When in Great Yin... that Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Su Daji was a person of the Hehuan Sect, and her strength was powerful."

"You know the style of the people from the Hehuan Sect."

"She not only monopolized Su Chen, but I was also suppressed by her to death."

Jiang Luoli was sweating profusely with anxiety.

To save her life, she could only shamelessly dump all the blame on that Su Daji who was far away.

"I swear, the one who destroyed Su Chen's primordial yang was absolutely that pervert Su Daji."

"She gave Su Chen aphrodisiacs and demanded him day and night."

"I... I was just a helpless bystander!"

"At most, I was just forced by Su Daji to lend a hand on the side!"

Jiang Luoli was panicked to the extreme at this moment.

When the four words "lend a hand" came out.

She realized she had said the wrong thing.

But real-life chat is not a WeChat chat box; there is no two-minute recall function.

"Lend a hand?"

Once these three words came out, they not only didn't calm the public anger.

Instead, it was like a bucket of gasoline poured directly onto the three women's raging jealousy.

"Jiang Luoli? Do you still want face?"

Ye Jingjun was trembling with anger; thinking of Su Chen being humiliated like this in Great Yin, she couldn't wait to draw her sword immediately.

"It was bad enough that my husband was humiliated by a Saintess of the Hehuan Sect, but you didn't stop it, and instead followed along to 'lend a hand'?"

"Too much, you two actually bullied Young Master Su together!"

Cang Mingyue stomped her feet in anger, and tears flowed down again.

Even Zhuge Jinyu, who had always prided herself on having excellent self-restraint, was now so angry that her face was livid.

The feather fan in her hand snapped shut, and she stared coldly at Jiang Luoli.

"A good 'lend a hand'."

"Jiang Luoli, this debt, when Sir finishes his seclusion, we will settle it with you slowly."

"When we go back, you must be very careful."

"In case one day I set up a bewitching formation and throw you in."

"Those shameless scenes of you and Sir in Daqian will be played on a loop right in front of the three of us."

Looking at the three women's eyes that wished they could swallow her alive, Jiang Luoli closed her eyes in despair.

It's over, completely isolated.

Teacher Wang Jin, you must get better quickly.

Otherwise, how will this life be endured in the future.

However.

There is still a master.

Just when the three women were pouring all their anger onto Jiang Luoli.

Su Wanyue, who had been lying softly in Jiang Luoli's arms with her perception sealed.

Did not know when, but had silently opened her eyes.

The terrifying thing about a psychic superpower user is that their spiritual energy is pervasive.

It can even silently penetrate the spiritual consciousness of other martial artists who have not set up defenses and are even higher in cultivation than oneself.

Although Zhuge Jinyu's formation sealed her ability to perceive the secret chamber.

It did not seal her investigation of the women in this corridor.

During the time she was pretending to be unconscious just now.

Su Wanyue's spiritual tentacles, like invisible vipers, quietly and silently sneaked into the shallow subconscious of the four Transcendent Heroic Spirits in front of her.

(Two chapters combined into one; a few hundred words are missing regarding the explicit descriptions of the heroines, the scene was blocked by audit, and I couldn't be bothered to split the chapters, Fanqie you win)

(Daily readership has officially dropped to double digits, congratulations to me meow ~)