381: Su Qingge's powerful talent

Magic City.

In a dimly lit basement, an unknown bloody slaughter was taking place.

"Who are you? Why did you bring us here?"

"Please let us go! We clearly haven't offended you, you... what do you want to do? Don't come any closer!"

"Help! No, help! Ahhh—"

"..."

Two and a half minutes later, the piercing screams abruptly ceased, and the entire space returned to dead silence.

Click! Click!

As the basement door was pushed open.

Inside the room, it had become a terrifying scene, like a hellish Asura... On the ceiling.

Several small light bulbs hung high, emitting an eerie, faint red glow that mottled the cold floor.

In this dead silence, a dozen terrifyingly desiccated corpses lay scattered in various corners.

From their appearance, the skin of the corpses had lost all moisture, like withered wood exposed to the scorching sun for many days, presenting a horrifying grayish-brown color.

The skin clung tightly to the bones, with no excess fat visible; all vital essence seemed to have been sucked dry.

Their eyes were deeply sunken, with only two dark hollows remaining in their sockets, as if cruelly gouged out by time.

Their lips were shriveled, and their teeth were exposed, appearing exceptionally sharp.

At the same time, boundless fear remained on the face of each desiccated corpse, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying just before death.

Under the eerie red light, the desiccated corpses emitted a nauseating stench of decay, the remaining bacteria within the bodies decomposing their last flesh... Soon, an old and a young person walked out of the room.

The one in front was a stunningly beautiful woman with a cold expression.

This woman had a graceful figure, a celestial appearance, and a cold, icy temperament, like a Nine Heavens Immortal Maiden standing on the clouds, looking down upon all living beings with an emotionless demeanor.

She wore a red dress, that shade of red like blood, yet exuding a unique and captivating vibrancy.

The red dress, worn on her, seemed to come alive, gently swaying with her movements, much like a blooming fiery inferno.

Her skin was as fair as snow, forming a stark contrast with her red dress, further highlighting her aloof and desolate temperament.

Her eyes were as deep as a Tan, seemingly able to see through all the illusions of the world.

In those beautiful eyes, there was no warmth, no ripples, only a chill and resolute determination.

The woman's beauty was breathtakingly stunning, like nature's most masterful creation, making people afraid to gaze directly at her, yet involuntarily drawn to her.

And behind her, stood a white-haired old woman, respectfully.

At this moment, she was slightly frowning, hesitant to speak.

"Granny Rong, where is my master? Why haven't I seen her since yesterday?"

"Reporting, Young Master! There's an official Jianghu Life and Death Arena event the day after tomorrow. The President said she had a grudge to settle personally."

"Oh, I remember now. Master had informed me in advance..."

The woman nodded, without much worry.

After all, with her master's strength, she could walk sideways in the Magic City.

At this moment, the woman noticed that the old woman beside her seemed to be hiding something on her mind, so she told her to speak freely.

"Young Master, this subordinate has one question..."

"Now that you have awakened, why are you still not separating from that live-in son-in-law??"

"Your future is destined to be extraordinary! Such an ordinary person is simply not worthy of even a single one of your fingers... This, this subordinate knows her crime! I should never have questioned Young Master's decision! I beg Young Master for forgiveness!"

"..."

Mid-sentence, Granny Rong was startled, feeling all the hairs on her body stand on end. She hastily knelt and prostrated herself, terrified to the extreme, not even daring to breathe deeply.

All of this was due to the cold gaze projected by the woman before her.

"Young... Young Master, this humble one was momentarily confused, I beg Young Master for forgiveness!"

"I do not wish for a next time. Do not let me hear you disrespect him again..."

Considering Granny Rong's usual loyalty, the woman ultimately did not pursue the matter further, only giving a cold warning.

"Thank you for Young Master's mercy, thank you, Young Master..."

Granny Rong felt as if she had been granted a great pardon, kowtowing repeatedly in gratitude.

"Enough! Get up!"

"As for the reason you want to know, there are two."

"First, his contributions are indispensable for me to awaken from my vegetative state. I cannot do such a thing as discarding the millstone after the donkey has eaten."

"And the second..."

When speaking of the second reason, the woman paused, and the hostility in her beautiful eyes suddenly dissipated a lot, replaced by a touch of softness.

The bits and pieces that had happened recently played out in her mind like a revolving lantern, making her lost in thought.

That period of her soul being bound in endless darkness, even now, when she recalls it, can still awaken the lingering fear in her consciousness.

She remembered that no matter how frantically she struggled, collapsed, and roared in her mind at that time, she could only remain bound to that hospital bed, unable to move an inch.

Gradually... she despaired... she became numb, and accepted her fate... She longed countless times to die sooner, so she wouldn't have to continue struggling in hell... [Anyone.]

[Please kill me.]

Just as she was numb and indifferent, not knowing how many times she had cried out for death, believing she would forever sink into endless darkness... the man who saved her life appeared...

Even now, she can still recall the first words he said when they first met, and the warmth and flutter when he clasped his hands together, enveloping her small hand in his palm.

"Qingge, I've come to see you."

"Oh, you don't know who I am yet, do you? My name is Lin Xuan, your future husband."

That warmth in his palm, that gentle call, awakened her who was numb and indifferent at the time, and also gave her hope to live, starting a new chapter in her life...

Massaging herself, singing, telling stories, taking herself to the Amusement Park, feeding herself, a princess carry, her first kiss... Countless firsts she had never experienced, she went through them all with that man, brief yet happy.

Recalling all the past, that period of being a vegetative person that once terrified her, a change of thought, and it actually held a different kind of sweetness...

What's happening?

Why did the Young Master suddenly fall silent?

Please continue?!

This old woman truly wants to know what kind of magic that man possesses to make the Young Master protect him so fiercely?!

On the ground, Granny Rong remained in her kneeling position.

At this moment, her small, squinting eyes were filled with great confusion.

But with the previous lesson, she dared not ask anything, dared not say anything... only her inner confusion increased instead of decreasing.

She still remembered the Young Master's murderous, cold-blooded demeanor before she became a vegetative person.

Even the most unruly members of the organization would unconsciously lower their stance and feel apprehensive when facing the Young Master.

And now, the Young Master who had returned to the organization, though still majestic, seemed to give off a feeling of being less... disregardful of life as grass, becoming a bit more "human."

She also had strict requirements for the selection of "sacrifices," only allowing them to hunt down "evil people" who were guilty.

At that time, when this order was issued, it directly stunned most members, who exclaimed that they could not accept it.

A dignified assassin organization, yet it could not indiscriminately kill the innocent, only targeting specific "criminals."

Is this still a criminal group?!

Those who didn't know would think these assassins were chivalrous heroes who upheld justice and acted on behalf of heaven???

Within the organization, dissenting voices inevitably arose, and even the President hesitated for a moment.

It wasn't until the Young Master, in just one week, advanced from an initial Inner Strength cultivation to Great Achievement of Inner Strength, such a terrifying rocket-like advancement speed, that it shocked everyone in the organization.

It was then that everyone truly understood why the President had, against all opposition, taken in an ordinary person as a direct disciple and declared her the organization's heir.

It turned out... the President had foresight, having long seen that the Young Master was a rare Martial Arts prodigy, possessing unparalleled cultivation talent.

At the Young Master's cultivation speed, it was hard to imagine what level she would reach in the future?!

Martial Arts Grandmaster? That was only a matter of time... Even a higher realm seemed not impossible?! (ÒωÓױ)!

From then on, the dissenting voices within the organization became fewer and fewer, until they completely disappeared.

Everyone no longer treated the Young Master with respect out of fear of the President's deterrence.

Instead, they worshipped and revered the Young Master from the bottom of their hearts, hoping that she would lead the organization to grow stronger and achieve new glories... Just then, a cold voice sounded in her ear, interrupting Granny Rong's thoughts.

"Get up."

"Thank you for Young Master's mercy."

The old woman was deeply grateful, and after getting up, she stood quietly to the side, awaiting new instructions.

"It's getting late, I need to go back."

"The usual, you clean up those corpses thoroughly."

"Bring the next batch of 'villains' as soon as possible, I've already vaguely touched upon the opportunity for a breakthrough."

"..."

Su Qingge glanced at the corpses on the ground, whose blood essence she had drained.

Her face was expressionless, her words devoid of any emotion, each word like a cold blade, precise and sharp.

From the moment her master brought her into this organization, she had already prepared herself to have her hands stained with blood and to go to hell in the future.

In order to gain powerful strength as quickly as possible and avenge her family, she, full of hatred at that time... didn't care if she cultivated evil arts or demonic arts, as long as she could become stronger...

Didn't care if this organization was good or bad, as long as it could become a sharp sword in her hands...

Didn't care if the people killed were good or evil, as long as they could become "nutrients" for her strength...

To achieve her goal, she at that time, cared about nothing... Until, because of her aunt, Su Yan, she coincidentally became a vegetative person and met that man...

Now, she couldn't stop; she could only continuously become stronger.

Otherwise, she and those close to her would all be... killed by her master...

Buzz buzz buzz—

Suddenly, in the silent basement, a faint phone vibration sounded, interrupting Su Qingge's thoughts.

At this time? Who would message me?

She frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in her beautiful eyes, and she reached into her pocket to pull out her Huawei phone.

Then, her gaze quickly focused on the flickering phone screen.

"Wifey~~~ Are you done yet?"

"I got two Jay Chou concert tickets, come with me!"

"No refusing, okay ♦! (✪ω✪) Be good~~~ Hubby loves you (づ￣3￣)づ╭♦～"

...Behind Su Qingge, Granny Rong inadvertently caught a glimpse of the message.

Immediately, she was struck by lightning, astonished and dumbfounded, repeatedly gasping for cold air.

Hiss hiss hiss~~~

Crazy! Crazy!!!

Who sent such a crazy message? Is he seeking death?!

Not only does he dare to speak to the Young Master in such a disgusting tone, but he also dares to presumptuously call her "wifey" and refer to himself as "hubby"?!

In the entire organization, who doesn't know that the Young Master suffers from severe misandry!!!

Not long ago, there was a promising "seed" in the organization with a considerable background, who considered himself talented and had hopes of becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster in the future.

Upon seeing the Young Master for the first time, he was awestruck and, overestimating himself, attempted to pursue her. He was directly used as a "sacrifice" and sucked into a human husk, becoming part of the Young Master's strength.

Since then, no one dared to harbor improper thoughts, fearing the Young Master like a viper.

Now, some short-lived ghost who didn't cherish his life actually dared to openly "flirt" with their Young Master???

Isn't this like an old birthday star eating arsenic—tired of living!!!

Just as Granny Rong was about to volunteer herself to go and eliminate the "little beast" who sent the message... Σ(⊙▽⊙"a.

Granny Rong was surprised to find that the Young Master's face did not darken as she had expected; instead, a beautiful smile appeared on her face...

There are still 3,000 characters left; for perfect attendance, this chapter will be topped up to 4,000 characters tomorrow. Everyone just needs to refresh it then.

As for the reason, there are truly irresistible forces.

Mainly, my wife... sigh... I'll explain the specific situation tomorrow! But I will definitely write at least 4,000 characters every day, don't worry...