The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife

Chapter 1657: No Regrets

When Ge Hui died, his eyes were wide open. He couldn’t believe that he had died in the hands of ten slaves… merely ten slaves from the lower realm!

It wasn’t until Ge Hui drew his final breath that Xi Jia, still standing in the same spot, dropped to the ground with a thud.

The flesh and blood on his body began to slowly dissolve into a pool of blood and eventually evaporated away.

The Bone Extremity Slash, the strongest move of the Celestial Demon Golden Body, transformed the user’s body into a formidable bone weapon. This act was an oath of protection, pledged even at the cost of one’s life, to deliver a devastating blow that safeguarded the person they had sworn to defend.

The last expressions of those ten people leaving this world were smiles that faded away with the melting of their flesh, content and without regret.

Following the lady was the greatest fortune of their lives. They had no regrets even though it took their lives.

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Outside Yanjing City, Qian Yu’s gaze swept over the nearby area, where several corpses lay scattered. Some of them even belong to the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, including Ge Hui.

A flash of contemptuous ridicule flashed in her eyes.

Four Nascent Soul Stage martial artists, and you couldn’t handle ten pieces of trash from the Physique Training Stage. Being such an embarrassment to the Lou Family, death is a fitting end for such incompetence.

However, when her gaze fell upon the young man whose body was riddled with countless wounds as if he had been subjected to a slow and agonizing death, there was a trace of admiration in Qian Yu’s eyes.

The mask on Gu Liufeng’s face had long been shattered, revealing an enchanting and handsome face, marred only by a fierce scar from a slash.

Qian Yu had a very favorable impression of young men with such appearances. The women of the Lou Family all liked to keep male consorts. If it weren’t for this young man’s reckless disregard for his own life, insisting on desperately blocking her way, Qian Yu might not have resorted to such a lethal move.

At this moment, Gu Liufeng’s body was covered with wounds so deep that bones were visible. The flesh that was turned inside out trembled slightly with his faint breathing.

Those were all cuts made by Qian Yu’s wind blade attacks, truly equivalent to the torture of death by a thousand cuts.

Such agony was not something an ordinary person could endure, yet this young man did not take a single step back from the start.

Qian Yu’s sword traced a blade dance. She looked down at the young man who was curled up in a ball on the ground, his body trembling slightly. She said leisurely, “Tsk, tsk, it’s a pity to have such a handsome man die in my hands. But, it’s not my fault you follow the wrong master!”

As she spoke, the sword in her hand suddenly thrust downward, the sound of the blade piercing through flesh was so distinct.

With this sword thrust, Gu Liufeng was on the verge of complete death.

Qian Yu was about to pull the sword back but the sword stuck in his body didn’t budge at all.

Qian Yu frowned. As she was about to exert her internal spiritual force, the feeble young man suddenly opened his eyes widely.

Those were captivating peach blossom eyes with corners slightly upturned, flirtatious yet reflecting a deep, unwavering emotion.

Qian Yu instinctively felt a trace of eeriness, as she saw a mocking smile slowly emerge in those peach blossom eyes.

In this mockery, there was also a sense of reckless madness.

The next moment, Qian Yu’s eyes widened in shock.

Suddenly, she felt the surge of spiritual power wildly circulating at Gu Liufeng’s dantian, a flow of energy that was now hundreds of times more intense than before.

A strand of golden silk flew out silently, binding the two people tightly together.

Qian Yu looked up abruptly to find thunderclouds crowding the once-clear night sky above her head, a change she hadn’t noticed before.

A rumbling sound roared above them with immense pressure.

“You—! Are you advancing your cultivation?!” Qian Yu felt that the person in front of her was simply a lunatic!

How can it be? This man, despite being battered to the brink of death in my hand, has not once attempted to dodge or retaliate. Instead, how did he silently incur a breakthrough?!

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