Song Que stared at the two lines on the message jade slip, his mind reeling in shock.
“What? Junior Brother Yunjie has fallen? How is this possible!”
Song Que’s immediate reaction was to assume the message was incorrect.
“Could the Soul Guardian Hall have made an error?”
“How could Junior Brother Yunjie possibly have fallen?”
“He is clearly right here beside me!”
Song Que turned his head and realised that, at some point, Ye Qiu had moved to stand next to Tang Ye.
At the same moment, he sensed that something was gravely wrong.
“The elders of the Soul Guardian Hall are saint-level experts. They would never err in such a matter.”
“If Junior Brother Yunjie has truly fallen, then who is this person pretending to be him?”
“Moreover, Junior Brother Yunjie has been acting oddly today.”
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With these thoughts, Song Que ceased paying attention to Elder Longbrow and Elder Niu. His gaze locked entirely onto Ye Qiu.
To him, Yunjie was the most important of all.
“Junior Brother Yunjie, I once gave you a jade pendant. Take it out.” Song Que said to Ye Qiu.
What a lunatic, asking this with enemies right before us?
Unaware of the truth, Tang Ye said, “Senior Brother Song, with powerful enemies at hand, please do not ask these irrelevant questions…”
“Shut your mouth!” Song Que did not even glance at Tang Ye. His eyes stared fixedly at Ye Qiu as he demanded, “Where is the jade pendant I gave you?”
Ye Qiu smiled and replied, “I lost it.”
“Did you truly lose it, or do you simply never had it at all?” Song Que’s gaze grew sharper.
“I never had it.” Ye Qiu admitted openly.
In that instant, Song Que’s eyes turned even more piercing, like blades of light. He shouted, “Who exactly are you?”
At this juncture, Ye Qiu no longer needed to maintain the pretence. He immediately shed the disguise and revealed his true appearance.
“Ye Changsheng!”
Upon seeing Ye Qiu’s real face, Tang Ye leapt in shock.
He had never imagined that a wanted criminal of the Yin-Yang Cult would be right beside him, even drinking and addressing each other as brothers.
Tang Ye quickly moved to Song Que’s side, pointing at Ye Qiu and shouting, “Ye Changsheng, you have incredible nerve, daring to impersonate a Holy Son of our Yin-Yang Cult. Do you seek death?”
Song Que’s eyes burned with boundless killing intent. He gritted his teeth and asked, “Ye Changsheng, where is Yunjie?”
Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Your Junior Brother Yunjie is already dead.”
When Song Que heard this, it felt as if the heavens were crumbling. His vision swam, and he barely restrained the impulse to throw himself at Ye Qiu in a desperate fight. He roared, “How did Yunjie die?”
“That brat was killed by me.” Elder Niu said, “I smashed his skull with a single palm.”
At once, Song Que’s face contorted hideously. Overwhelmed by grief, he threw his head back and howled towards the sky, “Junior Brother Yunjie, my Junior Brother Yunjie…”
“Ye Changsheng, I will kill you.”
“My sabre!”
Song Que reached behind his back to draw his weapon, but his hand closed on nothing. Only then did he recall that he had given his blade to Ye Qiu.
“Ye Changsheng, you damned bastard, you deceived me.”
Song Que was so enraged that smoke seemed to pour from his seven orifices.
Seeing this, Ye Qiu felt no pity whatsoever. Instead, he mocked Song Que, “Not only did you fail to suspect my identity, you gave me a low-grade heavenly spirit pill and countless spirit stones. You even handed your own weapon over to me.”
“In truth, I ought to thank Yunjie.”
“Had you not been so obsessively devoted to him, how could I have gained so many benefits from your hands?”
“I simply cannot comprehend it. As a Divine Son of the Yin-Yang Cult, what unparalleled immortal beauty could you not obtain? Why insist on loving your own junior brother?”
“Your mentality is truly perverse!”
“Furthermore, if Yunjie knew in the underworld what you have done, how would he feel? I suspect he would be so furious he would claw his way back from the depths of hell.”
“Song Que, oh Song Que, the old fellow was right. You truly are a fool, hahaha…”
Ye Qiu laughed unrestrainedly at this point.
“Ye Changsheng, you…” Song Que had barely begun when blood suddenly sprayed from his mouth, and his body slumped towards the ground.
“Divine Son!”
“Divine Son!”
The two guards, seeing this, hurriedly turned and supported Song Que, one on each side.
Ye Qiu adopted an exaggerated expression and asked, “Song Que, why are you vomiting blood?”
“Are you suffering from some illness?”
“From the look of it, your condition is incurable. I fear it is terminal.”
Terminal your mother!
I am infuriated by you. Are you blind?
Song Que was truly on the brink of madness.
Never mind losing the spirit stones and pill; his heavy sabre had been swindled by Ye Changsheng. What drove him most insane was Yunjie’s death.
“Ye Changsheng, you deserve to die…” Song Que had just spoken when he spat another jet of blood.
“Senior Brother Song, calm yourself. Ye Changsheng dared to kill Junior Brother Yunjie. I will not let him escape punishment.”
Tang Ye then pointed at Ye Qiu and shouted, “Ye Changsheng, you impersonated Yunjie and deceived Senior Brother Song and me. You deserve death ten thousand times over.”
“As the First Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Cult, I will never permit you to leave here alive.”
“Die!”
Just as Tang Ye was about to strike, there came a “thud”, and he collapsed to the ground.
This sudden turn stunned everyone present.
“Tang Ye, what is wrong?” Song Que asked anxiously.
“Senior Brother Song, I… I… it hurts so much…” Tang Ye clutched his abdomen with both hands, his body arching like a bow. He writhed on the ground in agony.
Soon after, Tang Ye’s body convulsed uncontrollably. White foam bubbled from his lips, and his face turned pitch black, like the bottom of a cauldron.
These were clear signs of poisoning!
Abruptly, Song Que recalled that Ye Qiu had earlier given Tang Ye a top-grade earth-level spirit pill, which Tang Ye had consumed. He pointed at Ye Qiu and roared, “Ye Changsheng, what was that spirit pill you gave Tang Ye earlier?”
Ye Qiu smiled and said, “You truly are a fool. Otherwise, why would you still be asking such a stupid question now?”
“Did you honestly believe I would give him a genuine spirit pill?”
“Let me tell you the truth. What I gave him was a lethal poison.”
Enduring excruciating pain, Tang Ye roared, “Ye Changsheng, I—fuck—your—mother…”
Boom!
Before the words were fully out, Tang Ye’s head exploded into fragments. Then his corpse melted into a puddle of viscous fluid.
“This…”
In the courtyard, the guards of the City Lord’s mansion witnessed the scene and felt ice-cold chills throughout their bodies.
This poison was utterly terrifying. It left not even bone scraps behind.
“Tang Ye!” Song Que roared once more, spitting another mouthful of blood.
“Divine Son, do not give in to rage!” one guard consoled. “Rest a moment. I will go slaughter that brat.”
The guard started to release Song Que, but Song Que seized him tightly.
“This Divine Son will kill him personally.”
Song Que wiped the blood from his lips and ordered the two peak Tongshen guards, “Form the array. Let not a single one escape.”
“Yes!” The two guards acknowledged the command. Each drew half a stone disc from their sleeves, joined the halves to form a complete disc, and hurled it skyward.
Then, the two peak Tongshen guards struck, each channeling a surge of power into the stone disc.
“Buzz!”
The heavens and earth shook violently.
