Chapter 645: Chapter 255: Fan Wubing Is Wu Wangxinger! (Part 2)

What on earth happened?

Two bureau officers, one in front and one behind, began to launch an attack on Xiaoye.

Their Divine Techniques and Dao, all rushed forward, covering Xiaoye. Thousands of attacks, like torrential rain, aimed to completely obliterate and bury her. However, for some reason, these attacks followed the path they came from, unchanged, and returned directly onto the two officers themselves.

Xiaoye’s gaze was cold and eerie.

She took a step forward.

The two officers suddenly lost control and flew into the air, crashing heavily into the Heaven-locking and Earth-locking Array.

As she took a second step, they fell from the sky again, smashing hard onto the ground, creating two deep pits on the jade street surface.

They continuously attempted to operate their cultivation. But the cultivation in their Dantian and meridians simply couldn’t consolidate; instead, it became even more scattered, even showing a trend of returning to the heavens and earth.

Each time they tried, their cultivation dissipated further.

"What is going on... what on earth is happening!" the two officers shouted angrily, "Demoness, what have you done to us!"

Xiaoye extended a finger and tapped the air, "What is your greatest reliance? The power granted by the Demon Extermination Bureau, or the skills painstakingly cultivated over thousands of years?"

As her finger tapped, the cultivation of the two officers began to rapidly collapse.

In the blink of an eye, their realm fell from Tribulation Immortal to Mahayana.

This uncontrollable landslide-like decline in cultivation finally instilled fear in them.

They no longer had any thought of subduing and killing this demoness, trying every possible way to escape this place.

However, no matter what they did, whether using magical artifacts or Dao, it was all reversed by some invisible force.

They walked east, but this force forcibly turned them to the west.

They were like two puppets with self-awareness but unable to control themselves, manipulated by Xiaoye.

"What is this capability? What is this capability!"

The two exclaimed in terror.

They had never seen, nor even heard of such a capability before.

Xiaoye, devoid of expression, walked to the two prostrated on the ground, unable to move,

"Without all your reliances, can you still stand arrogantly, giving orders?"

"No, you can’t kill us! You can’t!"

They cried out in horror, "We are from the Demon Extermination Bureau! Backed by Wenxin Heaven, backed by the Shangjing Immortal Dynasty and Heaven-Questioning Sect! You’re challenging the entire Cultivation Realm!"

Xiaoye asked, "Did I not already challenge the entire Cultivation Realm before?" she sneered, "Look at your pitiful, sorry state. Weren’t you just now like enlightened high beings? How come in the blink of an eye, you’ve become like rats in a stinking ditch? You so-called righteous people don’t have hearts of righteousness, nor have you ever wished for the world to become better, you’re just basking in the shelter of power. Once that shelter is gone, you become like dogs with broken spines."

She extended her right foot and said arrogantly,

"Lick my shoe sole. Clean it, and maybe I’ll spare your lives."

"Damn you, demoness, don’t you dare!"

Xiaoye snapped her fingers, and the two officers’ bodies suddenly stiffened; subsequently, the blood in their veins suddenly stopped, and then lost control, flowing backward, all squeezing towards the heart.

This feeling was as if someone clenched the heart and then twisted it sharply.

The sharp pain made them break out in a cold sweat instantly, their brains sending waves of dizzying nausea.

The shock of imminent death made them realize,

they were really going to die.

And in that kind of death, where nothing is left behind.

The demon cultivator in front of them, appearing dainty and innocent, was, in a complete sense, an evil, cruel demoness. Their Dao, their souls, were entirely under her control.

The powerful will to survive instantly shattered their dignity.

They crawled forward desperately.

She mumbled to herself, "An An, this is what demon cultivators should do. You should also make that good friend of yours crawl in front of you, licking your foot."

She suddenly looked up at the Illusion Immortal Tower in the neighboring market,

"Alright, I’ve had my fun. You can die now."

The pupils of the two officers contracted to the maximum, "You actually..." Their flesh and blood became extremely agitated, instantly ballooning up like a swelling balloon, with all their might, letting out a heart-wrenching scream, "You deserve to die!"

Then,

Boom!

The flesh and blood fireworks exploded brilliantly.

Debris stained half the street red.

Xiaoye remained spotless. The mist rising in her eyes seemed like layers of ghostly shadows,

"Believing the words of a demoness, that’s your problem, not mine."

Then, she walked away without looking back. A shadowy darkness covered the area, reversing everything in the blink of an eye, making it as mundane as any ordinary day.

...

After several rounds of drinks,

Pei Weiyi looked at Wu Qianqiu, who was becoming increasingly tender and captivating, his tone still devoid of emotion,

"The wine has been drunk; you should continue talking."

Wu Qianqiu propped his elbow on the table, resting his cheek on his hand, eyes sparkling like autumn ripples,

"Prime Minister Pei, why are you so oblivious to romance? Just like that person."

Pei Weiyi just silently looked at her.

Wu Qianqiu couldn’t help but ask, "Aren’t you curious who ’that person’ is?"

Pei Weiyi finally asked, "Who is it? Is it related to the Twelve Thousand Eight Hundred Eyes?"

Wu Qianqiu sighed, "Prime Minister Pei, you are truly tormenting me." She drank a cup of sullen wine alone, "Wu Wangxinger, have you heard of this name?"

"I have heard, recently he’s been rising to fame."

"He, like you, is a block of wood," Wu Qianqiu covered his mouth and chuckled, "But, you’re a bit better. At least, you’re willing to let me lie in your embrace."