Chapter 387: Severing Karma
“Oh? What perfect timing! That bitch is finally divining Corpse Child’s cause of death.”
Suddenly, Heartless Brain let out an odd, somewhat crazed cackle. This was easily the most excited Ye Qing had ever seen him. “Hehehe… the payback is gonna be sweet.”
Countless transparent threads appeared in the Heartless Brain’s eyes, interweaving and changing all the time. A few breathster, the Heartless Brain raised his palm and swung it downward like he was wielding a de.
The hand knife looked weak, but the world shuddered a little as if someone had touched on its foundation. At the same time, Ye Qing sensed something indescribable vanishing from his body.
Meanwhile, inside an extravagant pce, a handsome young man with long hair was lyingzily in between a pair of scantily-dressed, extremely sexy women. He was wearing a dark green-colored long robe.
He was fondling one woman’s breast with one hand and moving his fingers rapidly with the other. He looked like he was calcting something.
The woman he was fondling was blushing so hard that her entire face was red. Her eyes were full of lust and desire as well. Her lips parted slightly like she might moan at any moment, but she didn’t dare to make a sound for fear of interrupting the young man.
Suddenly, the young man froze and turned blue and white in the face. A secondter, he abruptly spat a mouthful of reddish ck blood right against one of the women, dying her milky white skin red like a begonia.
“Are you alright, Mistress?”
“Do you need help, Mistress?”
Both women immediately looked at the young man[1] with concern.
“Who could sever all karma rting to Corpse Child and muddy the rivers of fate in an instant?”
The young man’s face took a tinge of wine red color after throwing up the blood. Like ayer of makeup, it temporarily concealed his masculine features and gave him a feminine look instead.
“It takes a powerful being to perform such a deed, but Corpse Child isn’t a brainless retard. He would never provoke a formidable enemy of his own ord.”
The young man sneered. “This means that the Heartless Brain is most likely the suspect. Did he manage to kill Corpse Child and One Horn? Interesting… Still, did you really think you could escape me?”
……
Back at Chaos Heaven Mountain, the Heartless Brain yelled excitedly after making the cutting motion, “Hahaha! I bet that bitch is spitting blood right now! No way he could take a rebound from the rivers of fate without suffering some damage!”
“Say, would you like him to suffer some more?” Ye Qing asked with a devilish grin.
“What? What do you mean?” The Stranger immediately looked at Ye Qing.
Ye Qing produced the purse Greeke had given him and asked, “You recognize what is inside this purse, don’t you?”
“The Seventh Young Master?!” The Heartless Brain eximed in pleasant surprise. “What is your n?”
Ye Qing exined, “That bitch doesn’t know that his so-called son, a Soul Eater, is in our hands, right? What do you think he will do if I kill him?”
“She’ll try to divine why he died, of course!” The Heartless Brain blurted out.
Ye Qing’s grin widened. “Exactly. This means you get to screw that bitch over a second time.”
“A wonderful idea! Kill him now!” The Heartless Brain urged.
“As you wish.”
Ye Qing opened the purse, and the Soul Eater who was the Seventh Young Master immediately tried to escape. But of course, his effort waspletely futile. Using his hand like a saber, Ye Qing executed the “Hellfire Red Lotus Saber Art” and caused him to burst into mes immediately.
“Argh!”
The Soul Eater let out a bloodcurdling scream and dissolved into ash just like that. He never even managed to leave behind some parting words.
Ye Qing smiled after killing the Seventh Young Master. He was just wondering how he should deal with this hot potato when the solution fell into hisp. He loved it when everything was going his way.
“Here hees! He’sing back for another dicking!”
The Heartless Brain’s face was red with excitement as he drew out the moment for a dozen breaths or so. Ye Qing could hear him muttering to himself, “Stay cool, me. Stay cool. I’ll wait until thest possible moment before severing the threads of karma. How satisfying it would be for me, and how frustrating it would be for him when he was denied release at thest moment? Hehehehehehehe!”
The Heartless Brain’s pervertedughter resounded throughout the mountains for a time.
……
Inside the pce, the young man’s face had returned to normal. He waszing about when suddenly, he started counting on one hand again. “Strange? Seventh is dead as well.”
“Who is the bastard who murdered my son? They must pay the price.”
The young man’s fingers moved quickly as some sort of indescribable energy rippled out of his hand again and again. A small smile crossed his lips as his divination approached the final stage.
Suddenly, his smile stiffened, and his face turned as white as paper. Then—
“Pwack!”
The young man started bleeding pitch ck blood from every orifice. His smooth, tender skin began withering like a nt that someone had forgotten to water for days, his hair turned white at an astonishing rate, his face was covered in wrinkles in just the blink of an eye, and his hands turned as thin as twigs.
The temperature inside the pce had nosedived in an instant as well, so much so that the floor was covered in a thickyer of frost.
“Mistress!”
“Mistress!”
Both women flew into panic. They had no idea what they should do.
<em>Seventh’s threads of karma are severed as well? Is it the Heartless Brain again? But no, that can’t be. There’s no reason for them to be together.</em>
The young man who was young no longerpletely lost hisckadaisical atttitude. He looked angry and overflowing with the promise of violence. But instead of sumbing to his impulses, he grabbed one of the panicking women and let out a strange cackle, “No need to be afraid, pretty…”
The young man ignored the woman’s struggles and kissed her in the lips. She began aging rapidly. Her flesh grew soft and thin, her skin turned saggy, and her hair turned gray at an astonishing rate. On the other hand, the young man was turning young again. It was like someone was reversing his time while elerating the woman’s.
A short whileter, the woman had turned into a white-haired grandma who had lost most of her teeth. She was still alive, however. The young man now looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. His skin was still wrinkled and saggy, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as it was before.
The young man dropped the old woman on the floor and looked at the other woman. The woman finally snapped out of her shock, screamed, and ran toward the exit.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have done that. Bad girls get punished, you know?” The young man said with a chuckle. His voice was full of allure, temptation, and something else. It was because the woman suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned around, and slowly shambled her way back to the young man as if someone had stolen her mind.
When she finally went back to the bed, the young man kissed her and sucked her life force much, much faster than when he sucked the first woman. Just a few breathster, the woman had turned into a skeleton.
The young man now looked like an adult in his thirties. A careless person might even say he looked exactly the same as before, though a closer look would reveal that there were strands of silver in his jet ck hair, and hisplexion was unnaturally red.
“Second!” The young man dropped the skeleton to the ground and called out. There was a painting hung on the wall of the pce, and it showcased a man and a woman. The man was devilishly handsome, and the woman was angelically beautiful. They were standing with their backs facing toward each other.
The pose wasn’t particrly unusual, but what was definitely strange was the fact that their backs were joined together. It was as if they were conjoined twins sharing the same body.
When the man and woman heard the young man’s cry, they turned their heads and walked out of the painting. The man was at the front, and the woman at the back.
The moment they left the painting, the picturesque background of the painting—lush trees, colorful flowers, vibrant beasts and free birds—began withering at an rming rate. The nts wilted, the animals rotted, the mountains turned barren, the river dried, and ghosts were everywhere.
It was as if the world inside the painting had plunged into hell in an instant.
“Father!”
The conjoined man and woman saluted the young man respectfully after they stepped out of the painting.
“Second, I need you to head to the yang world and grab me some women. Remember, they must be pure ying in nature, and they should be young and beautiful. I’ll be able to recover faster that way,” the young man instructed.
“As youmand, father,” The two ghosts replied.
“Also, lock down Jade Splendor Pce immediately. No one, not even the head may enter without my permission. Just say that I’m currently unavable because I’m in closed door cultivation. I will not let those bitches see me like this.”
“Be quick.”
“Don’t worry, father. I won’t disappoint you,” Both man and woman answered at the same time. The way their voices ovepped with each other made it sound like they were singing a tune.
“I have full confidence in you, Second.” The young man smiled. “Also, your older brother, Corpse Child is dead. That means you’re my First now.”
“Thank you, father,” the two people replied, though their voices were devoid of emotion.
“Good. Now go. Don’t make me wait too long,” The young man said a bit tiredly and waved them away.
After saluting their father, the man and woman walked toward the painting once more. This time, it was the woman who led the way.
After they returned to the painting, they kept walking until they werepletely gone from the painting. It was almost as if the painting wasn’t a painting, but a portal to another world.
“Hmph! No one gets to kill my children and get away with it. They will pay the price eventually,” the young man uttered while caressing his dull-looking skin. His voice was full of hatred and the promise of vengeance.
“And I will get whoever did this to me.”
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“Ahahahaha! That bitch lost three sons[2] in a row and still failed to track us down! Do you think he’d do us a favor and die from sheer anger?”
The Heartless Brain was giggling like he was crazy. “Nah, that would be asking too much. That bitch is a coward who treasures his life more than anything else. He won’t die, but he’s definitely going to throw up a lot of blood and grow old and wrinkly. Wahahahaha! It’s a shame I can’t be there to witness his decline myself, or this would be the perfect ending.”
Ye Qing paid no attention to the Heartless Brain’s antics. After scanning the mountain and confirming that there was no human or ghost in the area except him and the Heartless Brain, he brought down his left hand and summoned the Netherme.
The Netherme could burn anything and everything. It couldn’t be extinguished by wind or water either. It wasn’t long before it burned all of the corpses on the mountain into ash.
After that, Ye Qing walked around the mountain[3] and scanned the areas beyond the mountain just in case he missed someone. When he confirmed that all was well, he finally returned to the Heartless Brain and said, “Alright, we can leave now.”
“Yeah! We should find an inn and celebrate our victory!” The Heartless Brain chirped happily.
However, the Stranger had just taken a few steps when a thought urred to him, “Wait, we can’t leave yet! We haven’t paid the Chaos Heaven Brigand’s treasury a visit! It’ll be a waste to leave now.”
“Don’t worry. It won’t be.” Ye Qing smirked.
1. For those who forgot, the master of the Ghost Tower is basically gender fluid. Or if you ask the Heartless Brain, someone who’s neither man enough to be a man or woman enough to be a woman. ?
2. I think One Horn is included in it even though it wasn’t expressly said that One Horn is one of his sons. ?
3. Remember, a warrior can cover a lot of distance with one step, so even though he’s walking he’s still moving very quickly. ?