Chapter 113: Tong Xin
He believed what Nan-er had said about the Cursed Woman not being human, but someone from the God Continent. According to the legend, she had emerged all of a sudden, and wherever she had emerged she was accompanied by blood, mercilessly slaughtering people. Her terrible powers—the strange mixture of the air of death and element of darkness—as well as her being alive without eating or drinking for an entire twenty years without her power weakening, these things proved that she was not human.
And according to Nan-er, if a being from the God Continent came to Heavenly Star Continent, they would suffer from a cruel curse. If she really was a god, could her blood-thirstiness and brutality be some kind of curse that she was suffering?
Highly possible!
What did the gods of this world really look like? Were they the same as humans of the Heavenly Star Continent, or were they just like what Chu Jingtian had described as ferocious-looking, greedy exploiters. Ye Wuchen’s eyes were increasingly full of expectations. There were very few from the Heavenly Star Continent who did not know about that legend of the Cursed Woman. Aside from the four gods, who had brought her under control, no one else knew what she looked like. Anyone else who had seen her were already dead, killed by her eyes. And “Cursed Woman” was the name she got from those four, since her weapon was named a “Punishment from Heaven”. The four gods had come to an agreement, not to divulge the details regarding what the Cursed Woman really looked like.
Whoosh!
The broken remnants of the Devil Locking Chain flew out simultaneously, and an exquisite black shadow leaped out from their folds as she slowly floated to the air.
Ye Wuchen’s eyes moved to follow the movement, looking above, he subsequently became fiercely startled and almost could not believe his eyes.
The Cursed Woman was actually a….a...
An extremely beautiful young woman, no more than twelve or thirteen years of age!
She was so beautiful, so bewitching, so soul-snatching; one could not look straight at her. Only meeting her in person would a person believe that this young woman, who was so small, could be such a hair-raising glamor.
Her long, pitch-black hair was like a curtain of night, dancing without the wind as she slowly floated, lightly stroking her white jade-like face. Her face was ultimately beautiful, combining them made her beauty even more unbelievable. Even Ye Wuchen was temporarily astounded under the impact of such deadly beautiful sight. Her eyes were exceptionally darker, with her fluid glance dazzling with the faint dark light. At this time, those eyes were firmly fixed at him, directing a gaze of joy, enthusiasm, and excitement. The corner of her mouth faintly stuck up, exposing a smile that was charmingly sincere, as she had just seen her most awaited, and most favorite toy.
Her body was in a pitch-black dress, similarly moving to and fro without the wind when she slowly lowered. The dress exposed delicate and snow white legs, which were equally flawless. A pair of frozen lotus like feet naturally pointed down, each toe sparkled, pure, and limpid, like a jade sculpture.
This was the brutal, unfeeling, and bloodily savage, Cursed Woman that brought the rain of blood upon Heavenly Star Continent!? Ye Wuchen’s mind continuously repeated these words. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to suppress the shock that he had felt due from this intense contrast.
He finally understood why those four God-Level Masters kept the details about the appearance of this Cursed Woman… Who would ever believe that a young woman that possess such kind of extreme beauty to be surprisingly devilish.
No… She had been locked here for twenty years. Although she looked like she was just in her twelve or thirteen years of age, her actual age was not that.
This added more proof that she was not human!
Frozen lotus feet finally landed, they then gracefully walked towards Ye Wuchen. She seemed like she was older than Ning Xue by a few years, but her figure was so similar to Ning Xue—exquisitely delicate. She was a little taller though. Being locked up for twenty years, yet her body was untainted by even a single speck of dust, so clean and perfect.
She walked in front of Ye Wuchen, gracefully leaning against his body. Her head softly rubbing against his chest, as gentle as a sleepy cat. She sniffed the smell of bloon Ye Wuchen’s chest. Using her white hands to gently the cloth open, she stuck her pinkish tongue out and gently licked where the wound had been until the remnants of the bloodstains had been completely wiped out.
A numbing sensation went through his chest, and Ye Wuchen’s mind was blown away. He was still unable to accept the fact that she was that terrible Cursed Woman of the legend.
“What is your name?” Ye Wuchen bent at the waist, and lifted her face to to look at him. Her delicate eyelashes trembled lightly, and her misty crystal like eyes were sparkling with dependence and joy.
“What is your name?” Ye Wuchen asked again.
The young woman gently blinked; after a short duration of bewilderment, she finally understood what he was asking.
She slowly lifted her right hand. It was holding a very short knife, the length of which was less than ten centimeters, short enough clench in her palm. Half of the blade was a reddish color, as red as blood. Ye Wuchen could even smells the pungent stench of the blood on its surface.
On the blade, very small, but eye-catching words were carved—Punishment from Heaven.
“Punishment from Heaven… this is your name?” Ye Wuchen asked.
The young woman gently nodded, eyes still looked at him as if they were drunk and stupefied. From beginning to end, she had yet to open her mouth to say a word; she had not even produced a sound.
Ye Wuchen shook his head, as his fingers gently caressed her delicately flawless face, “I don’t like this name. This name doesn’t fit you…”
Looking at her sparkling, translucent, pure, and limpid eyes like black diamonds, Ye Wuchen gently said, “From now on, your name will be…”
“Tong Xin.”
This woman who had lost her nature due to the curse, a goddess who had lost her ability to speak, from this moment on she has a new name. The path of her life, everything had been completely turned right at this moment.
Outside the Devil’s Trap Pagoda.
Tao BaiBai continued to fight against Feng, Hua, Xue, and Yue. Yue and Feng were both seriously hurt, but they ignored the blood pouring out of their injuries and carried on their deadly attacks. They were Spirit-Level, a difference of just one level against Tao BaiBai, but that one level was a completely different strength. To deal with someone who was a middle Heaven-Level, they walked the line between life and death numerous times. Launching a group attack against the number one killer who was somewhat rich with experience, if they had not possessed such great mutual understanding between the four of them, formed from several years of being together, they might have already suffered defeat. And even if one of them were to collapse, then they would not be unable to regain their position.
Among the five of them, no one dared to escape. Tao BaiBai was completely capable of defeating them, while the four had the intention to strike until he died as part of their atonement.
At this moment, their ears heard the sound of the stone door being pushed open. The sound was not loud, but to the ears of the five of them, it was just like a clap of thunder. They simultaneously retreated, shocked gazes all looked to the direction of the door of Devil’s Trap Pagoda.
When Ye Wuchen lead Tong Xin out of the Devil’s Trap Pagoda, he felt the sky darken. He looked up to see the originally clear sky to now be filled with clouds that covered the sun.
The sky was covered by a murky dark shadow.
When Tao BaiBai and the four women saw Ye Wuchen safe and sound, they also saw Tong Xin beside him. Different from the exquisite beauty that Ye Wuchen had seen, they felt a feeling of crisis which arose from the bottom of their hearts… The strongest feeling of crisis they had experience in their whole lives.
They saw a young woman with black clothes, laughing. She exposing the spotlessly white pearl-like teeth, but at the same time, a greatly restraining and suffocating atmosphere completely surrounded them. With their noses, they could even smell the nauseous scent of blood.
The prestiged killer Tao BaiBai was shocked to the most extreme level. This bloody and murderous spirit was a hundred, even a thousand times stronger than his. He believed that one who could release such strong murderous spirit could easily put someone to death without even much effort, as if the Grim Reaper had arrived.
Tong Xin’s eyes flickered with a strange excitement, and the corners of her mouth formed a gloomy and cruel smile.
This she-demon with thirst for blood had been contained but today, she had finally broken free from her trap.
She moved with a speed that no ordinary person could comprehend. Ye Wuchen had only seen a black ray he had difficulty in capturing in his line of sight.
The pungent smell of blood and the shadow of death drew near, so Tao BaiBai used his fastest speed to retreat. At the same time, he concentrated his strength and faced the black shadow to slash violently with his sword.
Rip!
The black shadow penetrated through, and Tao BaiBai’s neck was spurt a fountain of reddish blood, as his head had separated from the rest of his body and was flung up into the sky. The last thing Tao BaiBai’s saw in this life was his own headless body collapsing to the ground.
Up to his death, the number one killer Tao BaiBai, did not meet face-to-face with the Cursed Woman. He was still staring at those eyes with terror, as the last minutes of his life had been the most frightening experience of his life.
Tao BaiBai’s head landed into Tong Xin’s hands. The blood made her pitch-black eyes sparkle with a bloody light. She threw the head at her feet, then stamped on it with her bare foot.
The head exploded, and she laughed. Her laugh was pure and empty. Her laugh, in the eyes of Feng, Hua, Xue, and Yue, was no doubt the most terrible laugh of a demon.
Ye Wuchen turned, his face pale, while internally, he was a mess. The intense desire to vomit had never occurred before now. He had never killed before, had not even seen the sight of murder. How was he to deal with this bloody scene?
“The Cursed Woman… ” Feng had retreated, timid and trembling with fear. Her voice came out trembling and difficult to hear.
Out of the Devil’s Trap Pagoda, the vicious power so strong that even Tao BaiBai was unable to resist had come… Even if she tried to deny it, she was certain that the legendary Cursed Woman was even more terrible than the demon god.
In answer to her, a black shadow flashed by in an instant with its dazzling and bloody red light.
In a short moment, Feng’s voice was lost, and her body already had a red line. Starting from the top of her head, a red line evenly separated her body in two.
Translated by: Fatty_Uncle
Edited by: seriouspotato and patrick_fodder_of_dragons