Chapter 418: 100 Percent Humiliation
A beauty like a dream, an otherworldly grace. Watching Xu Yafei's tranquil figure from afar, Zhao Dong couldn't bear to disturb the beautiful scene. He waited for a long while before taking a deep breath, just as he was about to step out.
At that moment, two disciples, a man and a woman, approached Xu Yafei. Seeing them, Zhao Dong quickly ducked back into hiding.
The pair passed by Xu Yafei, who remained focused on the clothes in her hands. As she pounded the laundry, a splash of water landed on the female disciple's skirt.
"Xu Yafei! Are you blind?! Are you deliberately looking for trouble?!" The female disciple flew into a rage, grabbing Xu Yafei by the collar and shrieking.
Startled by the sudden assault, Xu Yafei's pretty face went pale, and the clothes in her hands tumbled into the river. "I-I'm sorry… I… I didn't see you. I'm so sorry…" she stammered, trembling with fear. "I didn't do it on purpose…"
Seeing this, the male disciple beside her burst into raucous laughter. "Hahaha… this amnesiac idiot is damn amusing. Senior Sister Wang barely lifted a hand and she's already scared witless!"
"Such damned bad luck!" Senior Sister Wang shoved Xu Yafei to the ground and sneered, "This outsider mutt is nothing but a mutt! You can't even handle a simple task like washing clothes. What use are you?"
"Ah, but you're wrong there, Senior Sister Wang. She's very useful!" The male disciple's lecherous gaze swept over the shivering Xu Yafei. "She's Elder Ouyang's tool for venting his anger," he said with a vile grin. "Who in the entire Blood Sect doesn't know that? Hahaha!"
The two of them traded insults, their mockery relentless. Humiliated, tears streamed down Xu Yafei's face, but she was too frightened to resist.
Xu Yafei didn't know how she had ended up here. Her memory only went as far back as her time on the Blood Sect's mountain. With no knowledge of her past, she lived with extreme caution. But even so, she was still treated like an idiot, enduring constant cold stares and ridicule. She had lost count of the filthy, exhausting chores she'd been forced to do. Yet no matter how hard she worked, she could never satisfy these senior brothers and sisters. Even her own master often assailed her with harsh words.
Seeing Xu Yafei's pitiful and heartbreakingly lovely state, the male disciple felt a fire ignite in his lower abdomen. He licked his lips and rubbed his hands together. "Hehe, you have to admit, as stupid as this idiot is, she's certainly beautiful…"
"She's just a damn slut!" Senior Sister Wang seethed with jealousy. "Pretty or not, she's still just a toy!"
With that, she yanked Xu Yafei to her feet. "You damned slut!" she snarled. "Is that why you're so pretty? To seduce men?"
"No… that's not it… I was wrong… Yafei was truly wrong… Please, Senior Sister, spare me… I'll never do it again, never again…"
Xu Yafei wept and begged for mercy, but her terrified appearance only made the male disciple's lewd gaze intensify. He gulped, his lecherous hands reaching uncontrollably for Xu Yafei's ample chest…
At this sight, the fire of jealousy in Senior Sister Wang's heart blazed even hotter. "You damned slut! I'll tear that pretty face of yours to shreds today and see how you seduce men then!"
Saying this, Senior Sister Wang raised her hand to slap Xu Yafei across the face.
Xu Yafei was frozen in terror. Tears streamed from her desperate, trembling eyes. She wanted to call for help, but she didn't know who could save her…
"You're courting death! All of you are courting death!"
Suddenly, a shout like a clap of thunder erupted from the distance! A majestic pressure descended like the might of the heavens themselves!
Frightened, the two turned their heads, only to be met by fists the size of sandbags!
BOOM!
The two had no chance to resist before they were knocked unconscious to the ground.
Zhao Dong's killing intent billowed to the heavens. He had seen everything. It was hard to imagine the miserable life Xu Yafei had been forced to endure in the Blood Sect! He took a step forward, ready to send the two of them to their deaths.
But the terrified Xu Yafei turned to run.
Zhao Dong quickly stopped himself and grabbed her. "Yafei, it's me, Zhao Dong! It's Zhao Dong!" he said urgently.
Xu Yafei's face was deathly pale with fright. "I'm sorry," she sobbed, pleading for her life. "I was wrong... I shouldn't have failed to see Senior Sister pass by... Please, spare me... please... I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."
Xu Yafei didn't recognize Zhao Dong at all and thought he was there to kill her. She was a wretched, miserable sight as she pleaded desperately.
Looking at her state, Zhao Dong felt as if ten thousand swords were piercing his chest. The pain was excruciating. It was too much.
Zhao Dong opened his mouth to speak again, but a terrifying aura of energy suddenly appeared within his Divine Sense.
Not good! That old devil Ouyang is back! Zhao Dong realized with alarm.
"Yafei, there's no time to explain. I won't hurt you. Will you come with me?"
"No… Don't kill me… Please don't kill me…" Xu Yafei continued to beg.
Within his Divine Sense, the aura was rapidly approaching.
"Shit!" Zhao Dong cursed. He quickly let go of Xu Yafei and tossed the two unconscious disciples into the bushes. "Yafei, don't you dare say you saw me! Not a word!"
With that warning, Zhao Dong immediately hid nearby.
A moment later, a drunken old man staggered around the corner.
Seeing the old man, an immense murderous intent erupted from Zhao Dong. It was him. This was the old bastard who had taken Xu Yafei that day—the so-called Elder Ouyang.
Back then, Zhao Dong hadn't been able to determine the old man's strength, but seeing him again now, he could see his true depth: a genuine Tenth-Level Great Grandmaster!
Elder Ouyang staggered up to Xu Yafei. Seeing her crying, he asked in puzzlement, "What are you crying for?"
Xu Yafei immediately choked back her sobs. She raised a delicate hand as if to point toward the roadside, but her beautiful eyes trembled as she glanced toward Zhao Dong's hiding spot.
Zhao Dong's heart leaped into his throat. Don't! Please, don't! he pleaded silently.
Xu Yafei paused, her delicate brows knitting together. After a moment of hesitation, she stammered, "I… I accidentally dirtied Senior Sister Wang's clothes, and she…"
"Enough!" Hearing the name 'Senior Sister Wang,' Elder Ouyang waved his hand in annoyance. "I have no time to worry about squabbles between disciples. Come to my room. I have something to say to you."
With that, Elder Ouyang turned and walked toward the grand hall at the mountain's summit.
Shakily, Xu Yafei gathered the wooden bucket. Before leaving, her beautiful eyes glanced again toward Zhao Dong's hiding spot.
Zhao Dong breathed a sigh of relief and immediately moved to follow them.
As he tailed them, Zhao Dong watched Xu Yafei's retreating back, a question forming in his mind. Why didn't she expose me? Could it be… she vaguely remembers something?
Before Zhao Dong could figure it out, the two had disappeared through the main door. He immediately sneaked into the courtyard, climbed onto the roof, and quietly lifted a tile.
While Zhao Dong might not be as strong as Elder Ouyang, he was a Cultivator. As long as he wished to remain concealed, a mere Tenth-Level Great Grandmaster would never be able to detect his presence.