Chapter 1839 - 1867: Encounter
This woman’s name is Yan Jiaojiao, a daughter of the Sect Master of Sky Sea Sect, a top-tier power in Shenwu Continent. Despite her young age, her cultivation has already reached the initial stage of Proof of Dao realm, making her one of the prodigious powerhouses in Shenwu Continent.
Yan Jiaojiao lay comfortably on her lounge chair, with two handsome, refined, and elegant young men massaging her. These two men were her male servants, both of whom were rather weak.
Only having cultivation of the Entering Dao realm, Yan Jiaojiao suddenly frowned: "Hiss~~~"
Then, Yan Jiaojiao coldly questioned one of the servants: "What’s wrong with you? Why use so much force?"
Yan Jiaojiao’s face turned cold, and the temperature around seemed to decrease significantly, as if the surroundings had dropped into an ice cellar. The two servants were trembling in fear upon feeling Yan Jiaojiao’s aura.
"Thud~~" one of the servants immediately knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Miss, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. Please forgive me, I was distracted for a moment. Please give me another chance!"
However, Yan Jiaojiao’s expression suddenly softened as she looked at the servant with a gentle tone: "Kiss me..."
"Ah?" Upon hearing Yan Jiaojiao’s words, the servant looked at her confused, not understanding her meaning.
"Miss~, I really know I was wrong. I beg you, please give me another chance, alright, please!"
The servant knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to lift his head, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I told you to kiss me! Didn’t you hear?" Suddenly, Yan Jiaojiao’s face turned ferocious, shouting loudly.
The sonic wave burst out, causing the hearts of the two servants to quiver. The servant immediately stood up and approached Yan Jiaojiao. If it was someone else seeing Yan Jiaojiao’s exquisite face, her unparalleled beauty, and the chance to kiss her, they would feel very excited and willing. But at this moment, the servant looked at Yan Jiaojiao as if he was looking at a demon.
The servant slowly approached Yan Jiaojiao, but suddenly her right hand reached out.
She pressed the servant’s head, bringing him close to her mouth, and kissed him. Instantly, a strange power erupted from Yan Jiaojiao’s mouth, extracting the True Essence Essence and life essence from the servant, making him tremble uncontrollably with no way to escape.
The servant’s body gradually became more emaciated, shrinking visibly until he was skin and bones, his eyes bulging out. Then Yan Jiaojiao bit down on his lips.
"Crunch~~" With a sound, a large chunk of flesh was directly torn from the face of the servant by Yan Jiaojiao.
The servant didn’t even have time to let out a scream before he collapsed to the ground, completely dead.
Yan Jiaojiao swallowed the piece of flesh torn from the servant’s face and then chewed it up.
"Pfft!" With a sound, Yan Jiaojiao spat all the chewed flesh onto the corpse of the servant, her eyes filled with disdain, while the other servant trembled in fear.
Do not be fooled by Yan Jiaojiao’s extraordinarily beautiful appearance. Judging her by her looks would be hugely mistaken. Yan Jiaojiao is a heartless, murderous demon whose greatest hobby is cultivating Furnace Tripods.
She would nurture a large number of male Martial Artists to serve as her Furnace Tripods, and when needed, she would directly drain them dry.
Yan Jiaojiao’s eyes showed disdain as she looked at the dead servant and coldly said: "Trash!"
"Big brother! Big brother!" The other servant cried out in pain while watching his companion die.
"Crunch~~" Yet, unexpectedly, Yan Jiaojiao already had a longsword in her hand, which flashed and sliced across the servant’s throat. Blood gushed out, the head was tossed high, and the servant’s head was moved.
The servant became a corpse, completely dead, and Yan Jiaojiao expressed impatience: "It’s just a dead person, noisy!"
"Come here!" Yan Jiaojiao shouted loudly, and then a guard walked over to Yan Jiaojiao: "Miss, please give your command."
"Clean this up..." Yan Jiaojiao said casually, as if she had done something entirely normal.
"Yes!" The guard went to clean the bodies, but as he saw the corpses being carried away, Yan Jiaojiao regretted it.
"Alas..." Yan Jiaojiao sighed and then walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside: "Hasty, those were my two servants indeed, killed just like that. Now I have to spend time finding suitable servants again..."
At this moment, Yan Jiaojiao felt regret. She should have killed those two servants after finding new ones.
Yan Jiaojiao helplessly looked outside the window, just when a figure swept by.
Yan Jiaojiao also saw the owner of the figure, even though it was just a glimpse, she saw him.
That was a man wearing a blue shirt. He had refined features with a high nose bridge, bright eyes, exuding a mighty and firm aura filled with masculinity. This man wasn’t anyone else but Ye Feng, who was swiftly heading to the Green Lotus Sword Sect. Although it was just a glance, Yan Jiaojiao was drawn to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was entirely different from Yan Jiaojiao’s previous servants. He was a masculine and iron-blooded man, while her previous servants were handsome yet effeminate.
"Come here!" Yan Jiaojiao’s heart raced, and she shouted loudly.
Some guards quickly entered, curiously looking at Yan Jiaojiao: "What’s wrong, Miss?" Yan Jiaojiao asked: "Did you see a Martial Artist fly past us just now?" The guards answered: "Saw him, Miss..."
"Chase him down!" Yan Jiaojiao ordered loudly, and the guards dared not refuse but pursued Ye Feng.
At the same time, their hearts were filled with sympathy: "Wonder who our Miss has set her sights on this time..."