I Find Her Disgusting Chapter 32

“Jiang Xidai.”
Xie Minting stood with her sword, her expression unchanging. “In just a few short days, you’ve committed another slaughter. The Qingxu Sect Master is dead, and the one hundred elite inner sect disciples who came for revenge were all dismembered in Quzhou City, with no burial place.”
“The great fire at Lanyue Pavilion, although it did not cause any casualties among the disciples, the mountain fire spread, destroying countless fruit trees and fertile fields at the foot of the mountain. If it hadn’t rained at night, the common people nearby would have suffered.”
Yan Huirou tried to salvage the situation from the side. “Although, Sect Master Jiang shouldn’t have killed the innocent, she was, after all, acting in self-defense…”
Jiang Xidai, however, interrupted Yan Huirou and immediately placed a silencing spell on her. She glanced at Xie Minting a couple of times and hummed disdainfully. “So what?”
Xie Minting: “Everything has a price. The past cannot be undone, but don’t do the same thing to the Shenji Pavilion again.”
Jiang Xidai sneered, “I might as well tell you. I had no intention of doing anything to this place—”
“But this old man broke his promise first, so I had to turn him into a firework.”
The woman’s smile was beautiful and cruel. She even tilted her head. “Sect Master Xie, have you ever seen a firework?”
“It flies into the sky, then explodes in an instant, a vibrant red, in four or five pieces, boom—but that’s a bit too fast. You can’t feel much pain.”
Jiang Xidai gently caressed the butterfly in her palm, her long lashes drooping. She glanced at Fa Baichuan thoughtfully. “Tell me, is there a slower way to send you on your way?”
“Waist chop? The punishment of the burning pillar? After all, the scenery of the mortal world is beautiful, and Pavilion Lord Fa seems to be so afraid of death. You must want to stay for a while longer.”
She tilted her eyes and smiled again, as if she were seriously asking for the old man’s opinion. “Hmm?”
“…”
Everyone present felt a chill, especially the Pavilion Lord of the Shenji Pavilion, who was almost scared limp.
Xie Minting frowned and said, “This agreement was only made under duress. Three days, what’s the difference between that and directly letting the Pavilion Lord of the Shenji Pavilion die?”
“Dead is dead.”
“If you say so, then I’ll have the entire Shenji Pavilion buried with him. Annihilating a sect, it’s a matter of practice makes perfect.”
Jiang Xidai smiled. “What kind of precious lives does the Shenji Pavilion have that can’t be killed?”
Seeing that this demoness was being so unreasonable, Xie Minting said angrily, “You—”
Zhan Ke called her name in a low voice, stopping Xie Minting’s words.
A crisp cracking sound was heard in the hall. Yan Huirou heard it clearly and couldn’t help but shift her gaze to Jiang Xidai’s hand.
Those few fragile butterflies, because of Jiang Xidai’s force, had their wings broken and had scattered into small wooden fragments, lying in her palm in four or five pieces.
Jiang Xidai was stunned for a moment. She stared at the fragments in her hand for a while, then suddenly loosened her hand and flicked the fragments to the ground with a flick of her sleeve.
She pondered for a moment, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the three people below.
Her gaze lingered on Xie Minting the longest, then disdainfully swept past the sweat on Fa Baichuan’s forehead, and then quickly and roughly swept past Zhan Ke, unwilling to look closely.
On that day, during the siege by the four great sects, although Jiang Xidai had come and gone freely, it was also because of her light and unpredictable movement techniques that she had broken out of the formation and had not gotten entangled in a life-and-death struggle with the several Immortal Alliance members.
If the three of them were gathered together, and they were really provoked into a cornered-beast fight, plus the fact that Jiang Xidai’s heart meridian had been injured once and she was still recuperating—it would probably be a fierce battle.
There was no need.
They couldn’t kill her. They would die.
But the dead could always tear a few pieces of flesh from her, making her life difficult.
Jiang Xidai didn’t want to have a difficult life, at least not in front of others. That time with Zhan Ke—it was an accident. She resented it for a while, hated herself for being distracted, and hated Zhan Ke for being cold and heartless, but there was nothing she could do.
The demoness of the demonic sect probably couldn’t show any weakness.
Otherwise, a large group of righteous people who would come at the smell of blood would pounce on her like vultures, leaving her without a complete corpse.
Jiang Xidai had always cherished her own life.
It was laughable. Everyone in this world wished for her death, prayed for her death every year, and cursed her to die. Ah Ke had once said she would love her for a lifetime, but in the end, she also wanted to kill her.
She was never wanted since birth, yet she still wanted to live by any means necessary.
Jiang Xidai’s face didn’t show it. She still had a light curve to her lips.
But secretly, when she thought of this, she couldn’t help but press a dent into the armrest of her throne.
Every time she met Zhan Ke, she would see the person and think of the past, and her heart would always be in turmoil.
Jiang Xidai moved her pressing thumb away and gently rubbed her fingertip. “Let this group of people go, and that old man? It’s not impossible. I’m really too lazy to do anything.”
Yan Huirou let out a small sigh of relief from the side.
And in the next moment, she was inexplicably glared at by Jiang Xidai.
“…”
Fa Baichuan’s cold sweat dripped down, his heart in his throat. His eyes were on the ground, but his ears were pricked up, listening to Jiang Xidai’s words as if he were listening to a judgment.
Hearing this, Xie Minting’s brow relaxed slightly. “What is it that you want?”
The woman on the throne let out a low laugh and slowly spoke.
“It’s possible to spare his life. If he can’t do it, then you will solve this matter for me. Find a way to reconnect this little girl’s meridians.”
“As for the first thing…”
Jiang Xidai looked at Xie Minting with great interest.
“Sect Master Xie, you came all this way today to question me, disturbing my mood for admiring the butterflies. Shouldn’t you apologize?”
“After all, I haven’t done anything, yet you’ve lectured me with a bunch of grand principles.”
Hearing this, Xie Minting’s brow furrowed even deeper. “Is it just today that you’ve committed a slaughter? Besides, logically speaking, what’s wrong with me stopping you from going on a killing spree?”
Jiang Xidai smiled. “So, you want to fight me? I won’t die, but you and this broken pavilion might not be so lucky.”
When those peach blossom eyes were half-curved, she looked like a gentle and beautiful woman, with the color of peach blossoms in spring. One couldn’t see the cruel nature underneath at all.
Jiang Xidai picked up her umbrella and drew out a section of her soft sword, as if she were slowly toying with it.
The sword box on Xie Minting’s back hummed. She drew out the crimson-gold heavy sword with a single breath and held it in her palm.
She was in a stalemate with Jiang Xidai for a moment.
Fa Baichuan trembled as he took a step towards Xie Minting. “Sect Master Xie, in my humble opinion, it’s best not to have a conflict here.”
Xie Minting glanced at Fa Baichuan, her brow even tighter. Actually, she looked down on people like him from the bottom of her heart.
But.
Shenji Pavilion was not just one person. There were also innocent people, all of them fellow Daoists of their Immortal Alliance. If Jiang Xidai drew her sword, there would probably be another bloodbath here.
It was better to help them to the end.
Xie Minting slowly loosened her grip on her sword. She sheathed the crimson-gold heavy sword and then raised her hands, her dark blue, wide sleeves hanging down. She bowed to Jiang Xidai formally. “Sect Master Jiang has indeed not yet made a move. My speculation was indeed improper.”
“Just a light and airy sentence like that?”
“…What more do you want?”
“Do you need me to teach you how to apologize?”
Jiang Xidai rolled up her sleeves and picked up a grape from the fruit platter in front of her. She casually threw it down, letting it roll away.
“Kneel.”
“Crawl over, eat this grape. Then bark like a dog a few times to please me.” Jiang Xidai supported her cheek and said lazily, “Then I will forgive you, and you all—that will be fine.”
Yan Huirou looked a little disapproving, but unfortunately, her mouth was under a restriction, and she couldn’t speak. She almost stood up.
Jiang Xidai timely raised her hand and placed it on her shoulder, pressing her back down obediently.
“…”
Yan Huirou didn’t move an inch. She closed her eyes and pinched the space between her eyebrows.
“Pavilion Lord Fa over there, you too? I will spare your life, and I will keep my word. Besides, since you are so sincere, I will also give you a box of high-grade foundation-building and yuan-cultivating pills as a reward for treating this girl.”
Absurd!
Xie Minting had been upright and honest all her life. She was born with good aptitude and was the pride of a prestigious and righteous sect. She had succeeded as the sect master with a smooth journey and could be considered a leader of the younger generation. Yet she had never been so humiliated.
It was a great humiliation.
But what she didn’t expect even more was—
Fa Baichuan hesitated for a moment, then trembled and actually knelt down. He knelt on the ground. His first few steps were clumsy and not very nimble, but after a few steps, he became more and more smooth.
“Yes, yes, yes, as long as the Sect Master is happy.”
The old man crawled to Jiang Xidai’s feet like a dog and tremblingly picked up the dusty grape and swallowed it in one gulp.
Jiang Xidai was truly amused. She raised her hand to cover her lips. “Not bad. What’s next?”
“Pavilion Lord Fa, by doing this, you have completely disgraced the Immortal Alliance. You…” Xie Minting frowned from the side. She really couldn’t imagine how this person could kneel down.
It would have been better if she hadn’t said anything. The moment she spoke, Fa Baichuan suddenly turned his head and said, “Sect Master Xie, you are still young… face, is face more important than life?!”
“Woof… woof woof woof!”
For a moment, the main hall was filled with the sound of barking.
Jiang Xidai smiled. “You do bear some resemblance. Not bad, you’re rewarded. Pavilion Lord Fa, you may leave first.”
A large box of medicinal pills was thrown out from her storage ring. They were all genuine high-grade pills—Jiang Xidai had snatched them from another sect long ago.
The old man had saved his life and had even received a great gift for free. For a moment, his eyes widened, and he barked even more intensely.
“…”
Fa Baichuan quickly pocketed the pills and scrambled up on all fours. There was no trace of the dignity of a Pavilion Lord. He hurried away, not even bothering with Xie Minting and Zhan Ke.
After this clown had hurried away, Jiang Xidai’s gaze fell on Xie Minting. “Sect Master Xie, why are you not as nimble as an old man? Do you need to consider for so long?”
“Go on,” Jiang Xidai nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping downwards proudly, “kneel.”
The pressure in the hall was already very heavy, almost tangible.
Xie Minting stood tall against the pressure and did not kneel. In the stalemate, she could not match Jiang Xidai’s profound cultivation.
A line of blood slowly trickled down the corner of her lips.
Just then—
A woman stood up straight, lifted her robes, and knelt down gracefully.
Xie Minting was shocked. “Zhan Ke!”
Zhan Ke knelt properly. She tilted her head up slightly, looked at Jiang Xidai, then closed her eyes and lowered her head, only saying, “If you must be like this, then I, as the master of a pavilion, will apologize to you on her behalf.”