The white carriage brought Bi Lianyi back to the Drifting Eyebrow Garden.
Yu Konghou had changed into a white robe, standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. When dressed as a woman, he wore pink skirts and ornate hairpins, but in male attire, he was clad in plain robes with his hair loose. From behind, he vaguely resembled Tang Licheng. Bai Suche was momentarily dazed before remembering that Young Master Tang, ever dignified, would never wear his hair loose.
Wang Lingqiu walked behind Bai Suche and Bi Lianyi. Bi Lianyi, poisoned by "Northern Cold Drink," was weak in all limbs. Bai Suche pressed the Broken Precepts Blade against his neck, pushing him forward with large strides. By now, the blade had already left four or five cuts on his neck, blood staining half his body—a pitiful sight.
Yu Konghou glanced at Bi Lianyi and smiled faintly. "I'll give you three days." He didn't even look at Wang Lingqiu, yet his words were directed at him. "Within three days, I want to see that 'Flesh Pill.'"
Bi Lianyi's expression remained cold. "Flesh Pill?" he echoed.
Surprisingly, Yu Konghou had the patience to explain, his tone even gentle. "I've heard there exists a 'Flesh Pill' technique in this world—one that can refine a living person into a medicinal pill." Suddenly, he bared his teeth in a grin, his masculine face twisting into something eerily reminiscent of Xue Tao's smile, sending chills down the spine. "Don't worry, I'm just experimenting. I—well, everyone—wants to refine Young Master Tang, not you."
Bi Lianyi's expression darkened. Had this demon lost his mind? What did he mean by "refining a living person into a pill"? Had the Fengliudian's poison arts evolved yet again? Though his sword was lost and Dong Hubi had explained that the "Northern Cold Drink" poison was incurable, Bi Lianyi refused to despair. The world was unpredictable—the palace master had ruled Biluo Palace for years despite his blindness. What was a mere strange poison to him? But upon hearing Yu Konghou's plan to "refine Tang Licheng into a pill," Bi Lianyi's mind raced—why would this demon conceive such an idea? Was he truly gravely injured and in desperate need of some miraculous cure?
Bi Lianyi was resolute by nature. The moment he considered Yu Konghou might be severely wounded, he acted without hesitation. Reaching back, he seized Bai Suche's Broken Precepts Blade, his fingertips lightly tapping her wrist. Caught off guard, Bai Suche lost her grip, and the blade fell into Bi Lianyi's hand. She was stunned—this wasn't intentional leniency on her part. Both she and Wang Lingqiu had been entirely focused on Yu Konghou. Who could have expected Bi Lianyi, poisoned and weakened, to still snatch the blade? Though his strength was diminished, his movements were swift. He knew this was his only chance to test the waters. With the blade in hand, he drove his elbow toward Bai Suche's ribs, now thrown into disarray. Bai Suche, after all, was a young girl and instinctively dodged sideways. Wang Lingqiu, unarmed, could only raise his hands to block. But his martial skills were no match for Bi Lianyi's. In the chaos—Bi Lianyi seizing the blade, Bai Suche dodging, Wang Lingqiu failing to intercept—Bi Lianyi's strike shot straight toward Yu Konghou's chest.
Bi Lianyi had been renowned for years. Even with his True Power disrupted, this strike was anything but ordinary. Though no blade wind was visible, the attack was light yet lightning-fast, like a shadow darting straight for Yu Konghou's Shencang acupoint—located beside the heart, between the ribs. A hit there would surely be fatal.Yu Konghou narrowed his eyes slightly, and something flashed from his right sleeve, a glimmering light that coiled around Bi Lianyi’s neck with a faint jingling sound. The light wrapped around his neck and then twisted back toward Bi Lianyi’s right hand, which held the Broken Oath Blade, firmly entangling his entire arm along with the weapon.
Bi Lianyi grabbed the silver chain around his neck with his left hand, but inwardly, he felt a surge of joy—this was the "Ten Thousand Miles of Peach Blossoms."
Yu Konghou had actually resorted to using the "Ten Thousand Miles of Peach Blossoms" just to block his strike!
This proved that Ren Qingchou’s desperate battle that day had indeed dealt a severe blow to this demon.
Bai Suche turned around and saw that Yu Konghou’s silver chain had already tightly bound Bi Lianyi. She reached out to reclaim the Broken Oath Blade, her face showing a trace of fear. "Revered Master, forgive me," she murmured. Gripping the blade in a reverse hold, she initially intended to strike herself, but midway, the blade twisted, and a ruthless expression crossed her face as she swung it toward Bi Lianyi’s right shoulder instead.
Yu Konghou smiled faintly. With a jingle, the "Ten Thousand Miles of Peach Blossoms" released Bi Lianyi and swung away, its silver needle-like tip clashing against the Broken Oath Blade. Bai Suche’s wrist went numb, and the blade clattered to the ground. Yu Konghou’s voice was light and amused as he said, "I want Wang Lingqiu to refine this man into a Flesh Pill. If he’s missing an arm, the resulting pill would only have the efficacy of two legs and one hand—wouldn’t that be a great disappointment? Su Su, you’re always so considerate. Surely you wouldn’t deliberately oppose me, would you?"
Bai Suche’s hand was wounded, and Yu Konghou’s strike had reopened the injury, causing blood to flow freely. She whispered, "This subordinate did not anticipate that he still had the strength to counterattack."
Yu Konghou spoke softly, "Bi Lianyi of Bihua Palace—if he lacked even this much spirit, how could he serve as Wan Yu Yuedan’s loyal hound?" He glanced at the wound on Bai Suche’s hand. "What is this injury?"
Bai Suche stiffened slightly. "This is…"
The gentleness on Yu Konghou’s face vanished abruptly, as if he had switched masks in an instant, his expression turning icy. "What are you holding in your hand?"
Bai Suche lowered her head, and as her sleeve drooped, an object slid into her palm—a slightly twisted, silver-plated throwing knife.
Yu Konghou’s face showed surprise. He reached out, lifting Bai Suche’s chin to scrutinize her face closely. "‘Moonlit Ferry’?"
Bai Suche’s eyelashes trembled slightly as she turned her face away. Her pale, flawless complexion was devoid of color, and beneath her long lashes, there seemed to be the faintest trace of tears.
"Su Su, don’t tell me… that you’ve developed an infatuation with Chi Yun, only realizing his worth after his death, and now you’re reminiscing over this keepsake, heartbroken with love…" Yu Konghou couldn’t help but laugh as he spoke. "Tell me, when did this knife fall into your hands?" His fingers tightened, nearly snapping Bai Suche’s neck. "Did Tang Lizci give it to you? Have the two of you… been secretly colluding?"
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