After Defying the Villain’s Fate for Nine Lifetimes, the Heroines Turn Mad!

The Buddha bell of the Buddha Sect rang loudly.

Hearing the sound, many monks hurriedly gathered at the main temple as if struck by lightning.

Soon, a message spread.

The Jiuyan Sect had mobilized everyone, steering a hundred spirit boats and heading straight for the Buddha Sect.

No one knew why two righteous sects would suddenly start a great war, and no one knew how tragic the war between two first-rate sects of the Central Domain would be.

Foreign cultivators no longer dared to stay in the Buddha Sect and began to leave in all directions.

Following that, the Buddha Sect’s Salvation Formation and the main temple’s defensive array were activated one after another.

The sect war was about to erupt!

No one noticed Zhang Hu sneakily returned at the site of the destroyed Guidance Hall.

At his feet, two people lay. One was the elder of the Guidance Hall, Hui Xing. The other was the number one true disciple of the Ancient Pill Tower, Xiao Shan.

Mu Kui had severely injured both and they were now unconscious.

Crouching beside Xiao Shan, Zhang Hu took out a Dry Bone Pill from his spirit ring, his eyes showing a hint of hesitation.

He had no grudges against Xiao Shan in the past nor any recent conflicts.

How could he arbitrarily harm someone’s life? But this was a task given by Xiao Hongyi.

If he failed to complete it, he would surely be expelled from the sect, and his life might even be at risk!

He had no choice.

It’s still the same saying. Betraying the sect is impossible, he could never betray the sect in his lifetime.

Because he had grown up in the Jiuyan Sect, that was his home.

Moreover, before Xiao Hongyi went mad, she had treated him well. Although he was not a true disciple, he had access to far more cultivation resources than ordinary disciples.

He could not back down, both morally and emotionally.

“Xiao Shan, don’t blame me.”

“I’m also forced to do this with no other choice.”

“Why did the Peak Master take a dislike to you?”

“If you were as true to your heart as I am, how could you end up with such a fate?”

“Never mind. After you die, I’ll burn my ‘From Beginner to Master in Flattery’ for you.”

“Remember to keep a low profile in your next life.”

Zhang Hu muttered to himself, trying to justify his actions.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, pried open Xiao Shan’s mouth, and fed him the poison pill.

The poison pill caused excruciating pain in the stomach.

The intense pain woke Xiao Shan from his coma, and the first thing he saw was an unfamiliar face.

Although Xiao Shan had heard of Zhang Hu, he had never paid attention to such a character and naturally did not know Zhang Hu’s appearance.

“Who are you?” Xiao Shan exclaimed.

“Xiao Shan, every debt has its debtor. If you become a vengeful ghost after death, come find me for revenge!”

Zhang Hu said with a serious expression, “Remember, my name is Lu Lin! A menial disciple of Ninth Peak!”

Xiao Shan was full of question marks.

Who is Lu Lin?

He didn’t recognize the name.

Of course, he didn’t know him. Not to mention him, even Zhang Hu didn’t know who Lu Lin was.

He knew this name only because of the last internal strife at Ninth Peak, during which the slogan “Save Lu Lin” was exceptionally loud.

“Why do you want to harm me…?” Xiao Shan asked again.

“This…”

Zhang Hu was momentarily at a loss for words but then straightened up and said, “Because my goal is to become a Grandmaster of poison arts, and there is a deep-seated hatred between you and me!”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shan’s face was filled with even more question marks.

At this moment, he wanted to say something. Sure, your goal is to become a Grandmaster of poison arts, what does that have to do with me?

As for the deep-seated hatred, that was even more nonsensical.

He himself didn’t know when or where he had incurred such a deep-seated hatred with this “Lu Lin” before him!

Xiao Shan wanted to resist, but he couldn’t move.

He tried to control the spiritual fire within his body to burn away the toxins, but with his severe injuries, he couldn’t muster a shred of vital energy!

“Ahhh!!”

Xiao Shan screamed miserably.

The Dry Bone Pill was a sixth-grade poison pill, extremely toxic.

After the abdominal pain, Xiao Shan could clearly feel as if insects were gnawing at his limbs and bones, not only starting to break apart but also disintegrating and fracturing like dry bones!

What’s more important, despite the pain nearly suffocating him, he didn’t lose consciousness. Instead, he felt the pain and the ebbing of his life force all the more acutely!

This was the Dry Bone Pill, which wouldn’t let a person die easily but made them suffer immensely.

Xiao Shan kept screaming. His bones gradually withered, turning into blood that flowed from his seven orifices.

His screams grew weaker and weaker. Before dying, he used his last strength to point at Zhang Hu’s nose.

“Lu Lin! Even if I become a ghost, I won’t let you go!!”

His life force completely dissipated.

Xiao Shan lay twisted and boneless in a pool of blood. His body contorted from the bleeding orifices.

Such a terrifying scene made Zhang Hu swallow hard. However, Zhang Hu had no regrets. In fact, he felt somewhat relieved.

Because he was very clear that if Xiao Shan didn’t die, then it would have been himself lying there.

Perhaps even in the same gruesome manner!

This was the principle of ‘every man for himself’.

He indeed had a feud with Xiao Shan, a life-and-death hatred!

“Sigh.”

Zhang Hu slowly exhaled a breath of air, and his mindset changed.

In the past, he was always the one being scared and being beaten.

But this time, he took the dominant position and personally poisoned the first true disciple of the Ancient Pill Tower.

Although it was a last resort, it gave him the illusion that he could control his own fate.

“… You’re not Lu Lin, you’re Zhang Hu!”

A faint voice of revelation suddenly sounded.

Zhang Hu looked towards the source of the voice, his pupils constricting.

The speaker was the severely injured elder of the Guidance Hall, Hui Xing.

“Zhang Hu, you poisoned the true disciple of the Ancient Pill Tower! Even the Jiuyan Sect can’t protect you! You are such a villain. Everyone has the right to execute you!” Hui Xing spoke again.

After speaking, this monk struggled to stand up, preparing to give Zhang Hu his last rites. But Hui Xing underestimated his injuries and overestimated his abilities.

He rose with murderous intent, but after only a few steps, he collapsed to the ground again.

“…”

Lying on the ground, Hui Xing had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Zhang Hu, who was on high alert, was first stunned, then sneered,

“Bald donkey, I fear you may encounter a bloody disaster today!”

The familiar words made Hui Xing pause.

He clearly remembered that when Zhang Hu first came to the Guidance Hall, he also told someone they had a bloody disaster upon them and ended up beating them bloody, fulfilling his own prophecy.

Indeed, what goes around comes around.

Hui Xing never imagined that the bloody disaster would be fulfilled on him today.

“Donor, the poor monk actually didn’t see anything. Please lay down the butcher’s knife and stop the killing…ughh!!”

Before Hui Xing could finish speaking, a poison pill was stuffed into his mouth.

After the pill entered his stomach, he quickly began to feel the same excruciating abdominal pain and bone-aching as Xiao Shan.

In the end, he bled from his seven orifices and died in a pool of blood.

Looking at the corpses of Xiao Shan and Hui Xing, Zhang Hu shook his head.

He had killed the true disciple of the Ancient Pill Tower for no reason, and to cover it up, he also killed the elder of the Guidance Hall. Both were actions that were far from righteous.

But could he be blamed?

No! He was simply living true to his heart, and if it was from the heart, what difference did good or evil make?

Suddenly, Zhang Hu thought of something, his eyes lighting up, “Master was indeed foresighted to have me serve as Jiang Chen’s subordinate. Since I’ve already embarked on the path of evil, clinging to Jiang Chen’s coattails is the true meaning of following my heart!”

If Ninth Peak Great Elder Lu Yang heard this, he would be so angry he’d cough up blood.

Lu Yang had suggested Zhang Hu serve as Jiang Chen’s subordinate with the idea of a closer distance for better “reformation.”

Little did he know that Zhang Hu had truly taken the path of evil.

Suddenly, Zhang Hu saw the sixth-grade spiritual fire that had left Xiao Shan’s body after his death.

“This item is just perfect to offer to Eldest Senior Brother as a token of loyalty.” Zhang Hu nodded to himself.

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