Seduce The Villainess (GL)

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Xu Lu got up from the ground and slowly walked towards Cao Ji with quiet steps.

The music cultivator grinned cheekily as the saintess approached her and plucked another string on her zither.

A harsh but melancholic sound echoed through the air as she watched the saintess come closer and closer.

"Wow… I never expected that… arghh!" Cao Ji's voice cut off as Xu Lu's hand shot forward and wrapped itself around her throat.

It was a move that was completely unexpected.

Xu Lu did not use any techniques or secret martial arts. She merely used her enhanced strength to slowly crush the arrogant female cultivator's windpipe.

"Help… help…" Cao Ji tried desperately to shake off Xu Lu's hand but it was no use. The saintess' hand was like an iron grip.

Shen Guo and Fu Qiu were motionless in shock while Lin Kun rushed forward and tried to break up the situation.

He reached out with his hand to pull Xu Lu away from Cao Ji but as his palm approached the saintess… she turned to face him.

Those eyes.

All he could see was those terrible eyes.

Lin Kun shivered in fear as a cold chill went down his spine. Xu Lu's eyes were that of a predator watching her prey with indifference.

The bloodlust surrounding her body was so heavy that cracks began to appear on the floor below her feet.

Xu Lu waited for one more moment and then slowly loosened her grip. Cao Ji fell to the floor and began to claw at her neck.

She heaved and vomited out a thick greenish sludge on the floor.

"Do not test me," Xu Lu coldly spoke as she walked away from the scene. The saintess returned to her corner and sat back down in a cross legged position.

There was a terrible atmosphere of silence on the golden boat.

The only sounds were that of Cao Ji desperately wheezing as she tried to get air back into her depleted lungs.

Xu Lu closed her eyes and focused on her breathing. Her reaction may have seemed excessive and impulsive but it was anything but.

It was a series of actions that she had planned as soon as she broke free of Cao Ji's spell.

She wanted her behaviour to be perceived as a reflection of her master's teachings.

If she developed a fearsome reputation then Lei Ying would be the one to blame… at least in the eyes of the other disciples and elders.

It was a petty form of revenge, but Xu Lu could not see a better option at the current moment.

She was not as strong as her master in terms of cultivation strength so she would need to start small by tearing down her reputation.

"Are you alright?" Lin Kun warmly spoke as he helped Cao Ji up and gently patted her back a few times.

He glanced at the mess on the floor with an expression of disgust and then waved his hand.

A strong gust of wind picked up the vomit and flung it off the side of the boat.

"Yeah…" Cao Ji hoarsely spoke as she touched her throat and looked at the saintess with an expression of terror in her eyes.

When Xu Lu had grabbed her by the throat, for a brief moment she genuinely thought that she was going to die.

"That's good to hear," Lin Kun softly spoke as he handed her a small healing pill to recover.

The handsome sword cultivator returned to the helm of the ship with numerous thoughts running through his mind.

​ The saintess' personality was… rougher than he had expected.

His master claimed that she would be a naïve girl since she had never left the fifth peak but clearly he was wrong.

Lin Kun furrowed his eyebrows as a frown flashed across his face. This unexpected variable would definitely affect his plans moving forward.

Was it even possible to form a connection with the saintess? She did not seem to be interested in companionship.

While Lin Kun racked his brain for possible countermeasures, the two other sword cultivators on the deck were currently engaged in conversation.

"What do you make of the saintess?" Fu Qiu asked as he fluttered his white fan across his face.

His blue robes swayed gently in the wind, and his appearance resembled that of a harmless scholarly gentleman.

"Dangerous," came the curt reply from Shen Guo as he nervously rubbed his fingers together and tried to avoid looking in the saintess' direction.

"I agree…" Fu Qiu said thoughtfully as he recalled the scene when Xu Lu without warning grabbed Cao Ji by her throat.

"I thought that this would be an easy mission with the help of the saintess but if her personality is like that… best we stay out of her way."

Shen Guo nodded in agreement and then said goodbye to his companion.

He walked towards the end of the deck and opened the wooden doors that led to the cabins.

He opened the first door to his right and saw a large room with a simple white mattress that was covered in soft comfortable quilts.

Shen Guo stepped inside the room and closed the door behind him. He let out a heavy sigh and then reached into his storage ring.

A small palm- sized mirror appeared in his hand. The mirror was made from a material that was incredibly smooth and glassy.

Yet oddly enough one could not see a reflection in the mirror's surface.

Shen Guo glanced around the room and said a silent word of prayer under his breath before he bit down on his finger.

He spat out a mouthful of saliva that was mixed with droplets of blood. This disgusting mixture fell directly on the mirror.

The mirror's surface began to glow a fiery red colour and dark demonic symbols appeared along its edges.

A face appeared in the center of the mirror and it belonged to a handsome middle-aged man wearing a long dark robe.

"My lord," Shen Guo politely spoke as he lowered his head respectfully.

"I have successfully managed to enter the saintess' party. We are on our way to the Gobrean Jungle for a mission."

"Oh? What are your impressions of the saintess?" the man on the other side of the mirror asked curiously.

There was a strange distortion to his voice as if he was not the only one speaking at the same time.

"My lord… she… is incredibly talented. She has reached the qi tide stage at the age of twenty and it is clear that she will be a future powerhouse," Shen Guo replied calmly.

"Doesn't matter… if a sapling is plucked before it has a chance to grow then it will never become a towering tree," the mysterious man smirked with a twisted grin on his face.

"This mission is the perfect opportunity. I cannot move directly otherwise there is a risk of outright war with the Holy Sword Sect."

"Instead, I would like you to wait for the right moment… and kill her."

"My lord… I… she is strong… I don't think…" Shen Guo stammered as he tried to explain to his master what he had just seen.

The middle-aged man waved his right hand dismissively and the demonic markings around the mirror slowly faded away.

He opened his mouth before his image completely vanished and his parting words made Shen Guo's stomach twist with anxiety.

"Do not disappoint me."