Chapter 282 Two Women as One (Fourth Update)

"Senior brother, it feels so good~"

Yue Hongling let out a muffled moan, her entire body enveloped in a white glow as her soul gently floated, inch by inch separating from her physical form.

This state was hallucinogenic.

That was why Yue Hongling made such sounds.

Her body also writhed incessantly.

She saw her senior brother, his strong physique pressing down upon her.

The self who once battled the heavens and earth now seemed like a fragile, helpless little doll in front of her senior brother.

Tossed this way and that by him.

Though she couldn’t control herself, Lu Ye’s domineering actions stirred no resistance in Yue Hongling’s heart—only boundless joy.

Bai Qiulan continued casting her spells, but upon hearing Yue Hongling’s murmurs, her hands faltered for a moment.

"Senior brother, master… if only we could stay like this forever…"

Bai Qiulan clenched her teeth.

Her hands never stopped moving.

Instead, she spoke softly.

"Don’t you like Feng Wuxie anymore?"

Yue Hongling’s body stiffened abruptly—Feng Wuxie… Feng Wuxie…

Seizing the opportunity, Bai Qiulan quickened her pace, weaving one rune after another into Yue Hongling’s body while more hovered around her, poised to strike.

"When senior brother treats me well, I want to stay with him forever. Only when he’s unkind do I think of Feng Wuxie."

"So you’re fickle, wanting to have both?"

"No! I’m not fickle. Feng Wuxie is already dead—that’s why I think of him. If he were alive, I wouldn’t."

"Then you don’t truly love your senior brother. You only love the benefits he brings, his strength. If he were ordinary, you’d throw yourself into Feng Wuxie’s arms without hesitation." Bai Qiulan continued provoking her with words.

Yue Hongling’s soul trembled more violently.

The separation between her soul and body accelerated.

"That’s not true, that’s not true…"

"It is, Hong Ling. Have you ever considered that you might be a hypocrite too?"

"I’m not a hypocrite! Master is the hypocrite! I’m not! I’m not!"

Bai Qiulan’s expression froze, her gaze turning icy.

Everything was proceeding smoothly.

The Nine Larceny Soul Art was in full effect. If successful, Bai Qiulan could implant her own consciousness into Yue Hongling’s soul.

By then, Yue Hongling would still be Yue Hongling—but she would also be her.

But at this moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Who was Yue Hongling?

In her past life, she was an Emperor. Even with Lu Ye's help, she had still condensed the Emperor's Dao Fruit in her previous existence.

Now, even though she had been reborn, a soul that once bore the Emperor's Dao Fruit was immensely powerful.

Her soul began resisting the spell.

When she didn’t resist, it was comfortable—a blissful, floating sensation.

But once she resisted, it became a storm of chaos, a tempest of agony.

"Hong Ling, don’t resist! If you don’t resist, it won’t hurt!" Bai Qiulan urged anxiously.

"It hurts! It hurts! Master! It hurts!"

Yue Hongling let out a piercing scream as her soul twisted violently, clashing wildly against the spell. Originally, the spell was meant to completely strip her soul from her body.

But now, with such fierce resistance, it instantly turned into the torment of soul-flaying!

"Hong Ling, you must endure! It’ll stop hurting soon. Don’t resist—I’m your master, I wouldn’t harm you!"

"No!"

"You’ve hurt me the most! You’re the most hypocritical, the most vicious—it hurts so much…"

"If you don’t resist, it won’t hurt. It’ll be over soon, Hong Ling. You have to trust me!"

"Master, spare me! It hurts so much, it hurts so much!!!"

Yue Hongling’s agonized screams filled the air.

Her pain was real, but so was her terror of it—and that terror only magnified the agony.

The pain of venom!

The pain of the Primordial Morning Mist!

The pain of soul-flaying now!

She had once inflicted the Primordial Morning Mist on Lu Ye, wanting him to suffer extreme torment.

Now, all that pain had come back to her.

Each wave of agony was unbearable for Yue Hongling.

"Master, you can’t do this to me! I’m your disciple! When everyone else abandoned you, I was the only one who stayed. We’re master and disciple, master and disciple!"

"Hong Ling, precisely because we are master and disciple, why can’t you help me? Your senior brother and I are also master and disciple—he was willing to help me, even at the cost of his life to the Chaos Yin Poison! He still chose to aid me!"

"And you have the 'Extreme Yin Charming Maiden Scripture.' Your soul once bore the Emperor’s Dao Fruit—you won’t die. You just have to endure some pain. I raised you, protected you, taught you cultivation—is it too much to ask for your help now?"

Bai Qiulan pleaded earnestly.

"But even though senior brother helped you, you still caused him to be reborn!"

Bai Qiulan's expression darkened.

"Is that solely my responsibility? Didn't you contribute as well?"

"Hong Ling, help your master one last time. After this, you won’t suffer any more pain!"

Bai Qiulan's hand seals formed even faster, even directly invoking the power of Chaos Lunar Power, for she knew Yue Hongling feared it above all else.

As expected, Yue Hongling let out another maddened scream.

Listening to the cries, Bai Qiulan's eyes brimmed with sorrow and reluctance.

"Hong Ling, don’t blame your master. Your Path of Fearlessness has already failed. I only want you to reach greater heights—to walk higher with me. I’m sorry, you must forgive me... I did this for your own good..."

Her words were tender, her expression remorseful.

Yet the hand seals she formed remained steady and swift.

Yue Hongling could no longer resist.

"Mas... Master, this is the last time I’ll call you that. From now on... we are severed, master and disciple no more..."

Bai Qiulan was moved, but her hand seals only quickened.

"Hong Ling, why must it be this way? I will always be your master, and you will always be my disciple. That is a fact that can never change."

"Bai Qiulan, I will never forgive you!"

With one final scream, Yue Hongling's soul was completely stripped away. Countless floating runes in the void surged madly into her soul.

All Yue Hongling could do in the end was protect the last flicker of her spiritual light.

The technique was complete.

Bai Qiulan grew still.

So did Yue Hongling.

Bai Qiulan was utterly exhausted. This forbidden technique was far beyond her current cultivation, and performing it had been immensely difficult.

But in the end, she had succeeded.

She closed her eyes and began to recover.

Suddenly, Yue Hongling opened her eyes. She rose and walked toward Bai Qiulan.

The *Supreme Yin Charming Maiden Scripture* activated.

Step by step, Yue Hongling moved behind Bai Qiulan, extending her hands to press against her back.

Frost rapidly spread across her body.

"Big Sister Bai, Hong Ling, what are you doing? I thought I heard Hong Ling screaming just now?"

Shangguan Huanling's voice rang out, curious and questioning.