“He's a fool too...” A slender hand rested on Hua Wu Que's shoulder, gently pushing him against her.
Hua Wu Que felt the soft, tender body of the woman behind him, slowly put down Dongfang Bubai, stood up and turned to hug Huang Xue Mei in his arms, "Sister, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. Anyway, Dongfang Bubai is dead, let's forget about those words."
He couldn't bear to see Huang Xue Mei discard her own name and identity for him.
Huang Xue Mei looked up at him, "Brother, I've thought about it carefully and realized that Dongfang Bubai's identity can still be helpful to you. I can use his name to legitimately control the Sun Moon Holy Cult. On the surface, we pretend to be strangers. You operate as a righteous figure from a renowned sect, and secretly accumulate strength. When the time is right, I will use Dongfang Bubai's name to lead the Sun Moon Holy Cult and submit to you. Then, who in the martial world can compare to you!?"
Hua Wu Que looked at her with affection, feeling that in his three lifetimes, no one had ever been so open and honest with him. He hugged her tightly, "Sister, how can I deserve such a sacrifice from you?"
Due to his past life, he had always been wary of trusting others. He had initially accepted this new sister because she was beautiful as a flower, with an enchanting aura, and he wanted to take advantage of her. Now, hearing her heartfelt words, he was deeply touched.
Huang Xue Mei chuckled softly, wrapping her arms around him, "What kind of foolish words are those? Sister's only wish in this life is to shield you from the wind and rain. You are happy, Sister is happy. You are carefree, Sister is carefree." She got on her toes and lightly pecked Hua Wu Que on the cheek, "Besides, I've been living incognito for so many years, I'm used to it. What's the point of hardship? At Liu Zheng Feng's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony, I became a burden to you. Now that Sister has strength, I naturally cannot rely on you for everything. Once Sister stabilizes the Sun Moon Holy Cult's position, any woman you fancy, I'll grab her and give her to you, alright?"
Hua Wu Que listened as she became more and more outrageous, hurriedly stopping her, "Let's not talk about these things. Let's go see what Dongfang Bubai left behind." He escaped in a hurry.
Huang Xue Mei watched his back, covering her mouth and giggling. For a moment, her charm was intoxicating, dazzlingly beautiful.
When she saw Hua Wu Que enter the hut, her expression suddenly turned cold. She turned and looked at Dongfang Bubai's corpse, muttering, "Although you helped me gain the strength to protect Brother, I am eternally grateful to you. But I have also fulfilled your wish. We are even now. Since you are already dead, there is no need to stay in this world and increase the risk of my exposure!" She ran her hands over her body, and the sleeves of her clothes fluttered in the air, thin strands of thread flew out from the cuffs, coiling around Dongfang Bubai. With a swift wave, they scattered into shreds of flesh, exploding. After doing all this, she regained her smiling face and quickly chased after Hua Wu Que.
The night wind blew, lifting the scattered scraps of cloth on the ground. They swirled a few times before falling into the river, drifting along with the current. Dongfang Bubai, a formidable figure, vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind.
Hua Wu Que held the Manual of Sunflower in his hand, feeling that this infamous and heretical martial art in the martial arts novels was indeed domineering. The inner energy it cultivated was extremely powerful and yang-natured. If one didn't cut off their second brother and sever their lustful fire, they would inevitably go mad and be burned to death by their own inner energy. Women couldn't practice it either. Dongfang Bubai was truly a genius, he actually figured out a female version of the technique.
“Brother, you cannot practice this!!” Huang Xue Mei walked into the hut and saw Hua Wu Que holding the Manual of Sunflower, engrossed in it. Thinking of Dongfang Bubai's words, "To practice this technique, one must first castrate themselves," her heart grew anxious, she quickly shouted, rushed over and snatched the manual from Hua Wu Que's hand, hiding it behind her back.
Hua Wu Que was stunned, staring at Huang Xue Mei for a while before he understood her meaning. In his heart, he roared, grabbed her and pushed her onto the bed, leaning over her, he stared into her eyes and laughed, "Sister is so beautiful, how can I bear to learn from Dongfang Bubai and cut off my second brother for the sake of cultivation?"
Even though she heard his assurances, Huang Xue Mei was still a little uneasy. Martial arts practitioners often resorted to any means to improve their strength. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deliberately said in a coquettish tone, "This is what you said. You must never touch the Manual of Sunflower again. If you agree, Sister will do anything you want~"