TL: FoodieMonster007
“Y-You witch…!” Yeo Min’s body slowly beca rigid, and a thin layer of white frost ford on her skin.
The Nine Yin Witch gently stroked Yeo Min’s cold cheek, tears streaming down her face. “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. You won’t feel anything. It’ll all be over before you know it.”
Yeo Min’s eyelids fluttered briefly, and the light in her eyes dimd. The Nine Yin Witch reached out and gently closed them.
WHOOSH!
Suddenly, a sharp Blade Wind sliced through the air toward the Nine Yin Witch’s wrist. Skillfully dodging it, she turned around to face her attacker.
Hyonwon Kang stood there, blade drawn, glaring at her with terrifying eyes. “Step away from Yeo Min,” he growled like a beast, his killing intent far more intense than when he first arrived in the Valley of Evil, having survived a fight to the death.
Unfortunately, his opponent was one of the ten most notorious villains in the jianghu.
The Nine Yin Witch stared blankly at Hyonwon Kang, completely unfazed.
Gritting his teeth, Hyonwon Kang continued, “I thought it was strange how nice you were being… Did you bring us here with this in mind from the start?”
“No, so please, just leave this place quickly,” the Nine Yin Witch pleaded, her expression sorrowful.
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At the sight of her tears, Hyonwon Kang blinked in confusion. “What the hell? Why are you the one crying?”
“Senior!” Ya Suhyeok shouted, arriving right after Hyonwon Kang. Even though his entire body was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, when he saw the frozen Yeo Min, a slew of curses erupted from his mouth, “You filthy witch! What the fuck did you do to Senior Yeo Min? I’ll tear you limb from limb!”
“…Calm down, you idiot.” Snapping back to his senses thanks to his even more hot-headed junior, Hyonwon Kang cautiously pointed his dao at the Nine Yin Witch. “Hand over my junior right now, and we’ll leave quietly.”
“Hey, you damn bitch! Just try to hurt my senior! I’ll snap you in half!”
“I said calm down, Ya Suhyeok,” Hyonwon Kang repeated.
Seeing the two n showing no fear before her, the Nine Yin Witch frowned slightly. “Are you… not afraid of dying?”
Only then did Ya Suhyeok notice she was crying. “Uh… Senior, why is she crying all of a sudden?” he asked, flustered.
“Because she’s a total nutjob,” Hyonwon Kang muttered.
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White cold energy ford in both the Nine Yin Witch’s hands, tears still streaming down her face as she pleaded, “I… I don’t want to kill you. But I can’t help it. If I don’t absorb yin energy, it’s unbearably painful. I don’t want to die. So, so…”
Whining like a child for a mont, she glanced at Yeo Min, then turned back to Hyonwon Kang and Ya Suhyeok with a faint smile as pure as snow.
“I’ll let you stay by her side so she won’t feel lonely,” she said softly.
“You crazy bitch!” Ya Suhyeok shouted.
The Nine Yin Witch slid smoothly toward them, formidable cold energy pouring from her hands.
“Think we’ll just let you?” Hyonwon Kang retorted.
Hyonwon Kang and Ya Suhyeok split to the sides. An ice barrier ford instantly where they’d just been standing.
CRACK!
Exchanging glances, they circled to her sides. Facing an overwhelming master with a coordinated attack, they felt more confident than in the chaotic free-for-all battles they’d fought while escaping the Valley of Evil.
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Heh, we’ve done this countless tis at the White Dragon Manor!
They even had their own student lingo for situations like this.
“Defeat Baek Suryong Plan Number Three, let’s go!” Hyonwon Kang called out.
“Got it!” Ya Suhyeok replied.
Though they were always bickering, Hyonwon Kang and Ya Suhyeok made the best team. Ya Suhyeok charged forward with his massive body, blocking the Nine Yin Witch’s view, while Hyonwon Kang hid behind him, swinging his blade like lightning.
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“You two… Where did you learn those martial arts…” the Nine Yin Witch murmured.
Seeing their techniques, she froze montarily before hastily waving her hands.
BOOM!
Ya Suhyeok, despite being several tis larger than her, was struck by her palm wind and sent flying. Hyonwon Kang’s blade bounced off her icy, cold-clad nails.
“It’s not over yet!” Hyonwon Kang shouted. Twisting his waist, he spun his body and mustered the last of his inner strength to swing powerfully.
SWOOSH!
Fierce blade qi flew toward the Nine Yin Witch as if to shred her. She couldn’t underestimate the attack, so she spread her hands to unleash her ice arts.
BOOM!
“Argh!” Hyonwon Kang was thrown back by the impact, hitting the wall and rolling to the ground. Blood gushed from his mouth.
anwhile, the Nine Yin Witch had only a slight cut on her sleeve.
“Damn…”
“Shit…”
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Having been hit by her ice arts, Hyonwon Kang and Ya Suhyeok shivered as a creeping chill seeped into them. To their despair, they realized that they couldn’t even last five minutes against the Nine Yin Witch, the difference in strength was just too great.
Still, Hyonwon Kang grinned, blood dripping from his mouth. They had lost the fight, but they’d achieved their minimum goal.
“We’ve bought enough ti. By now, he should be far enough away,” Hyonwon Kang said.
“Don’t tell …” The Nine Yin Witch realized one presence was missing—the small boy who had been poisoned. Extending her senses, she felt Wiji Cheon’s qi rapidly fading into the distance. However, she didn’t care.
“You stalled for ti to let that child escape, but what’s the point? No one in the Valley of Evil will help you, and those three gatekeepers guard the exit. Even if one person escapes, he can’t do anything,” she said, almost pityingly.
“Why… do you think he can’t do anything? He’s gone to get our teacher.” Ya Suhyeok, who had been lying on the ground, struggled to his feet. Having taken the Nine Yin Witch’s ice arts head-on to buy Hyonwon Kang ti, his body was frosted over, but even so, thanks to the Eighteen Strikes of the Viridian Forest, he could gather the strength to stand.
“Teacher? Do you an Baek Suryong?” the Nine Yin Witch asked, recalling the na she’d heard earlier while chatting with Yeo Min.
Hyonwon Kang nodded with difficulty, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yeah. We wanted to handle it ourselves if we could, but you’re not soone we can deal with. That’s why… to fight an adult, we’re calling another adult. Oh, and if you’re wondering why we believe in him, our teacher is really strong. So far, I’ve never so much as grazed his clothes while sparring, and yet…”
Hyonwon Kang grinned, looking at the Nine Yin Witch’s slightly torn sleeve. Filled with pride at the fact that he’d managed to reach one of the top murim masters, he declared confidently, “I managed to cut your sleeve, right? That ans our teacher is stronger than you.”
“Hah, what a load of nonsense,” the Nine Yin Witch scoffed. It was ridiculous logic. She hadn’t fought with her full power earlier. If she had, Hyonwon Kang would have been turned into an ice block and shattered, and he couldn’t be dumb enough not to realize that.
Should she call such blind faith futile or pitiful? Whatever it was, it was an emotion she’d never felt. Learning martial arts from soone was… nothing but a horribly painful mory for her.
“Still, you have good friends, so at least you won’t be lonely,” she murmured.
“……”
Still stroking Yeo Min’s cheek, the Nine Yin Witch reached out toward the two collapsed young n, sending wisps of cold energy out from her palms and wrapping it around their bodies.
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“Ugh…”
“Argh…”
As he lost consciousness in the overwhelming cold, Hyonwon Kang hoped Wiji Cheon wouldn’t be too late.
Hurry up, Wiji Cheon!
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