1269: Chapter 1269: Rich in Ingredients (5) 1269: Chapter 1269: Rich in Ingredients (5) Yang Ruxin watched the scene unfold within the space, inexplicably getting goosebumps all over.
She couldnât even take another bite of her radish; this damn Saintess was too creepy.
Immediately, she put down the radish, stood up, and fetched a large wooden basin.
This fiend needed a rude awakening.
The Saintess, clutching the net, was about to take Gu Qingheng away, but instead, Gu Qingheng stepped back twice, his blood dripping to the ground, yet he refused to move forward an inch.
Yang Ruxinâs heart ached as she watched, holding the wooden basin and standing in the corner of the space, intently staring at the Saintess.
âCome on, manâŠâ The Saintess, unable to pull Gu Qingheng, stepped back and her eyes began to emit a bright light, with even rippling patterns swirling within them.
The woman could actually perform the Soul-absorbing Technique.
After a moment of stunned hesitation, Gu Qingheng quickly shut his eyes.
âHeheâŠâ The Saintess laughed, took another step forward, and reached out to touch Gu Qinghengâs face.
But just as her hand extended toward him, it suddenly withdrew at high speed.
Unfortunately for her, Yang Ruxin had splashed liquid; even with her quick reflexes, she couldnât completely avoid it.
While she didnât get a face full of it like Little Quan Jie, her white dress was stained with a patch of blood red, and even had some black particles in it, wafting a rancid stench.
The previous charm was gone, as was her previous grace; the once-imposing Saintess was now in a state of disarray.
Of course, at the moment the basinâs contents were hurled, Gu Qingheng dodged to the side because he heard Xinxinâs voice, so not a drop of blood splattered on him.
Yang Ruxinâs basin was richly concocted, filled with a mixture of half a basin of blood from pheasants, wild rabbits, wild boars, Black Bears, and wild goats.
She had even cut open two pheasantsâ bellies and stirred in the feces within.
She had had the wrong angle before, but then the damn Saintess had unwittingly moved to Gu Qinghengâs side, into the perfect position for Ruxin to splash her directly.
The space had a preserving function, keeping the prey as fresh as the moment it was stored there, months ago.
Some animals were freshly killed, some not quite dead yet; thus, the blood was very fresh, even steaming with warmth, and so were the chicken droppings, which meant the smell was⊠indescribable, certainly head-spinning.
âAhâŠâ The Saintess became frantic, âTake them away, take all these people back.â Then, she vanished in a swoosh.
People immediately came to drag a few captives forward.
Yang Ruxin dared not delay; as soon as the group moved on, she hurriedly emerged from the space and followed stealthily.
The person in front sensed someone behind them and quickly turned around, but seeing nothing, they couldnât help but feel unnerved.
The incident of the protector and the Saintess being splashed with blood had already stoked fear; could there really be ghosts?
âWhatâs wrong with you?â a henchman asked.
âYou didnât feel someone following us?â the henchman replied.
The other shook his head: âThereâs no one there.
Stop being paranoid and letâs move.
If we delay, the Saintess will get angryâŠâ
The henchman sped off without looking back, even with the sensation that someone was to his right.
Yang Ruxin let out a cold chuckle and also hurried after him.
Wanren Villa was built according to the mountain terrain and covered an extensive area.
After walking down the sloping path for about fifteen minutes, passing several courtyards, they finally entered a relatively large yard.
Shadow Seven and the others were taken straight into the side rooms, while Gu Qingheng was taken into the main house.