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This damned bastard, a pervert, actually wants to eat the child in my belly.
I was so furious that I almost rushed up to confront him, fully aware of the disparity in our strengths, but I could only clench my fists and hold back.
Soon after, he left the wooden cabin, leaving me alone to collapse onto the bed.
This pervert just wants to toy with me.
He knows I could never agree to such a condition, yet he still presented it.
Not long after I lay on the bed, the big man arrived.
He had changed his clothes and probably taken a shower, exuding the fragrance of body wash.
He approached me with a bowl in hand, smiling cheerfully. "Yan Xi, get up quickly. I specially made you some Sea Cucumber Soup. Eat a bit to soothe your stomach. Later, I'll cook you some rice, okay?"
"I don't want to eat. Just put it down somewhere."
In the end, he still pulled me up forcefully. "You just saw the true face of the master."
I nodded. "It was me who took off the Mask."
"I don't know what got into the master; he suddenly started wearing a Mask. Now that you've removed it, that's quite good."
"Is everything alright? I don't think so. The last glimmer of hope has vanished."
"Big Man, I want to leave the island."
Clatter.
The bowl in the big man's hand fell to the ground, and he was taken aback, his mouth agape.
"Yan Xi, what are you talking about? Why do you suddenly want to leave the island? Is it because you were scared last night? Don't worry, your master is back now."
How should I tell the big man? I felt a twinge of fear towards the Island Master.
This person was unpredictable and could harm me at any moment.
Staying here felt like sitting on a pile of explosives, with danger lurking around every corner.
Ding ding ding.
Just as I was at a loss for words, the alarm sounded again.
Last night, the Cult of Spirits had already taken so many lives, and now they were back, not even giving us a moment to breathe.
The big man rushed out immediately. I stood up slowly, not in a hurry at all.
Today is different from yesterday. With the Island Master present on the island, there was no need to worry about the Cult of Spirits making a move, unless the Spirit Sect Leader came in person.
And it seemed I had jinxed it.
When I arrived at the beach, I saw a figure standing in the distance, dressed in white, flowing with the wind.
It was the Spirit Sect Leader, someone I had encountered before.
On this side, not only were the Island Master and a burly man standing there, but even He Zhi Yong had made an appearance.
I walked behind them, originally planning to quietly observe the situation, but someone was unwilling to let me have my way.
"Madam Mu, long time no see. I didn't expect to run into you here. How is your husband, Mu Xuanche?"
The Spirit Sect Leader looked at me and greeted me with a smile.
After he spoke, I could feel He Zhi Yong's gaze on me shift uncomfortably.
Not knowing how to respond, I decided to remain silent. Fortunately, this leader was not overly aggressive and did not press further.
His attention had already shifted back to the Island Master. "Island Master, what do you mean by this?"
He pointed at the corpse above. Although he wore a smile on his face, the murderous intent in his eyes was unmistakable.
The Island Master was clearly not someone to be trifled with. He stepped closer and said, "Since the leader sent someone to deliver bullets to me in the dead of night, I naturally have to return the favor. I was just thinking of sending you some fresh meat."
The Spirit Sect Leader took a step forward, his hand casually resting on the Island Master's shoulder. The tension between the two was palpable, yet they stood there in an oddly quiet standoff.
However, as the leader shifted, I caught a glimpse of the person behind him—Chuchen. Our eyes met, and I noticed his gaze was intensely fixed on me, almost burning with desire.
Instinctively, I averted my eyes and lowered my head. Suddenly, I felt a strong pull as the Island Master yanked me closer to him. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and when I tried to struggle, he leaned in close and threatened me softly, "If you dare move, think about the child inside you."
This pervert was actually using the child as leverage against me. Knowing he would go through with it, I dared not resist and allowed him to hold me tightly.
Catching Chuchen's gaze again, I realized he looked furious, his eyes lingering dangerously on my waist.
“Madam Mu, are you preparing to abandon Mu Xuanche and seek refuge with the Island Master?”
The voice of the Spirit Sect Leader echoed in my ears. I looked up at him; although he smiled, his eyes were cold enough to frighten me.
Just as I felt awkward, the Island Master beside me unexpectedly spoke up to diffuse the situation.
“Leader, just say what you need to say.”
“Alright, since the Island Master is so straightforward, I’ll be direct. Last night, I lost many people here, and I’d like to ask the Island Master for something as compensation.”
From the look in the Spirit Sect Leader's eyes, I could tell he was up to no good.
“What do you want?” the Island Master asked.
“I want him,”
the Spirit Sect Leader said, pointing at the burly man beside him.
The man was taken aback and then replied blankly, “What do you want me for? I can’t even warm a bed.”
“Pfft,”
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. A glare from the Leader made me stifle my laughter again.
The Island Master did not directly refuse but instead instructed the big man, "Take her back."
"Yes, Master," the big man replied.
He stepped forward and pulled me away.
As we turned, a gust of wind howled past us.
Chuchen had already appeared beside us, grabbing the big man in an attempt to take him away.
The big man tried to fight back but was no match for Chuchen.
At that moment, I felt torn and chose not to intervene; after all, the Island Master would ensure the big man wouldn't come to harm.
Just as the big man was being pulled toward the Cult of Spirits, the Island Master made his move.
He leaped forward and struck Chuchen with a palm.
With a pained expression, Chuchen released the big man and staggered back a few steps, clutching his shoulder and furrowing his brow.
"Useless," two words escaped the Spirit Sect Leader's lips, as cold and hard as ice from the depths of a frozen cavern.
Chuchen clutched his wound and retreated, while the Sect Leader soared into the air.
He and the Island Master were evenly matched, engaged in a fierce battle that was hard to distinguish.
I watched in a daze, unable to grasp the situation.
I leaned closer to He Zhi Yong and asked, "Uncle, can you tell me who will win?"
He glanced at me before turning his attention back to the fight.
"Isn't it obvious? The winner will definitely be the Master," the burly man beside us said, sounding a bit sycophantic.
"Not necessarily," He Zhi Yong replied. "Both of them are equally strong. It seems that the Spirit Sect Leader has more tricks up his sleeve, while the Island Master relies on sheer strength."
That old man was being rather vague.
I could only continue watching their duel, hoping that the Island Master would defeat the Sect Leader soon and put an end to this brutal conflict.
However, why did the Sect Leader's martial arts techniques seem so familiar? That kick he just executed was clearly from the Xuanzong style. Had he also studied at Xuanzong?
As I pondered this, both fighters exchanged a powerful strike. The Spirit Sect Leader staggered back a few steps, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
The Island Master was not in a good state either, nearly collapsing. Fortunately, I was quick enough to reach out and support him, allowing him to regain his balance.
When my hand brushed against his wrist, I realized he had no pulse. Could it be that he truly wasn't human? Just like Mu Xuanche, perhaps his soul resided within a physical body.
The Spirit Sect Leader, having caught his breath, said, "Island Master, it's been a long time. I didn't expect your power to have increased so much."
The Island Master replied without hesitation, "Likewise."
"Since I've become the defeated underling of the Island Master this time, may I take those corpses with me?"
The other party relented, and the Island Master did not hesitate either. He shouted, "Big Man!"
The big man immediately understood and went over to cut all the ropes binding the bodies to the tree, lowering them down.
The leader's men carried all the corpses of the black-clad men onto the ship, but only Shangguan Zili's body was taken away by him personally.
No wonder Shangguan Zili could be so arrogant within the Cult of Spirits; it turned out he had the leader backing him.
Just as the leader was about to board the ship, he suddenly walked up to me. In his hands, Shangguan Zili's large eyes remained wide open, staring directly at me.
I dared not look at her, wanting to avoid her gaze. She was now my greatest shadow.
The Master suddenly smiled coldly, his thin lips parting as he spoke to me.
"Are you afraid, Madam Mu?"
I lowered my head and did not respond to the Master, for I did not know how to begin.
My hands trembled at my sides, revealing my inner turmoil.
"Gu Yanxi, think about how you will face Shangguan Mingyue next."
It felt like the coldest water of winter had been poured over my head, leaving me utterly powerless to retort.
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