Chapter 118 - 117 Vessel
"Who goes there? Little Chu, why are you not resting yet?"
"Thanks for your hard work, Senior Sister. I brought some night snacks from the town, let’s have them together."
Seeing Little Chu carrying a food box over, the three female disciples guarding the Alchemy Room also relaxed their vigilance.
"Oh, why are you so kind today?"
"Junior Sister here heard that the Demon Cult’s Saintess was captured in the mountains and wanted to come and witness it herself. Is she very beautiful?"
"Hmph, after taking a few doses of medicine, there’s no longer any fairy or saintess; her true form revealed itself as just a fox spirit, a vixen..."
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Before they could exchange more words with Little Chu, Shuang’er, hiding in her shadow, already sprang forth, quickly advancing, a flash of blue light, a ghostly appearance, three consecutive sword strikes, slashing down the Xuanji Sect disciples, their heads rolling on the ground.
"Truly ruthless..."
Little Chu also shook his head, flicked the golden knife, the blade light revolved in several golden circles, and in an instant, smashed the corpses on the ground into pieces, packing them into the food box to hide.