A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Yun Yueqing raised the corner of her mouth into a cold smile.

The red light in her right eye was like a burning flame, growing more and more intense, reflecting her resolute and bloodthirsty expression.

The red light in her right eye seemed to devour everything, and she spoke slowly.

His voice was deep and filled with murderous intent: "Being haunted by bad luck? That won't stop me from killing you."

After she finished speaking, she flashed and appeared beside Wen Chu Ning like a ghost.

The Hunyuan Sword flew flexibly in her hand, and the tip of the sword cut through the air, leaving behind purple trails.

Each one contains a terrifying force that is enough to split mountains and crack rocks.

Wen Chu Ning's eyes scanned the surroundings anxiously, and finally fixed on the hidden cave entrance not far away.

That seemed to be her only hope.

Her heartbeat quickened and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

Yun Yue sneered, as if seeing through her thoughts.

Youyou said, "Wen Chu Ning, are you looking for your Wuji Master?"

Yun Yueqing stared at Wen Chu Ning in a playful manner, her cold eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

Wen Chu Ning's panic and despair were all in sight.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and there was unmistakable sarcasm in her voice.

"Why rush? You'll be able to see him soon."

After saying that, she gently raised her fingers and delicately stroked the blade of the Hunyuan Sword.

The sword seemed to sense its owner's emotions and trembled slightly.

The blue light was even more dazzling, shining on Yun Yueqing's cold and beautiful face, adding a bit of chilling weirdness.

Her movements were leisurely and relaxed, but like a cat playing with a mouse, she played with Wen Chu Ning's life and death in the palm of her hand.

Wen Chu Ning's eyes were instantly blurred by tears, and her voice was hoarse.

She screamed hysterically, "What did you do to him? How could you? He was once your master, Yun Yueqing. How could you have the heart to do such a thing to him?!"

Her voice echoed in the emptiness, filled with endless grief and despair.

Wen Chu Ning clenched her fists, her whole body trembling with anger, as if she wanted to pour out all her strength.

Her face was covered with tears and her eyes were filled with anger and disbelief.

He stared at Yun Yueqing intently, waiting for her answer, as if he wanted to engrave Yun Yueqing's appearance into his bones.

There was no trace of sadness on Yun Yueqing's face, but instead it was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a cold arc, and the flame of revenge flashed in her eyes.

"Being my master? Is he worthy? When I was framed and imprisoned, did he ever say a single fair word for me?"

"When my life was hanging by a thread, did he ever offer any help?"

"Now, he has repeatedly tried to put me to death! What use is there for me, Yun Yueqing, to have a master like this? He is not worthy at all!"

Wen Chu Ning's face turned pale in an instant, tears solidified into beads on her cheeks, and she squeezed out a few words from her trembling lips: "You...you are talking nonsense!"

But Wen Chuning's eyes were as cold as a knife, ruthlessly penetrating her fragile disguise.

She walked forward slowly, and every step she took treaded on Wen Chu Ning's heartstrings, making her feel unprecedented fear.

"Look at your expression, you're as charming and lovable as ever. If someone didn't know you, they'd think you were truly sad about Wuji's death."

"Do I need to continue? Wen Chu Ning, you took advantage of Master Wuji's trust and secretly controlled the zombies in an attempt to achieve your ulterior motives."

"Now that you've lost him, your plan is like a kite with a broken string, it can no longer fly, right?"

Wen Chuning's words were like ice blades in the cold wind, each word precisely and cruelly cutting through Wen Chuning's defenses.

"You're not sad about his death, but you're regretting it because you lost someone you could use, and it disrupted your plans for future dominance."

Wen Chu Ning was struck by Yun Yueqing's pointed revelations, and her face instantly twisted.

Like an enraged wild animal, she raised her head sharply, her hair flying in disorder.

Screaming hysterically: "Shut up! Stop talking!"

The sound echoed in the surroundings, like a desperate cry on the verge of collapse.

She kicked her feet hard on the ground, lunged forward, her hands like claws, and went straight for Yun Yueqing's throat with desperate madness.

However, Yun Yueqing just turned sideways slightly and dodged the fierce attack.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of mockery and disdain, as if he was watching an insignificant farce.

Yun Yueqing sneered repeatedly, and spat out two cold words: "Seeking death!"

After she finished speaking, she held the Hunyuan Sword in her hand and approached Wen Chu Ning like a ghost.

An extremely sharp sword edge, carrying the power to split mountains and break rocks, slashed fiercely towards Wen Chu Ning's head.

At this critical moment, a strong light suddenly burst out from the sky, dazzling and bright, as if breaking through the dark dawn.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling pen fell from the sky.

With a whistling sound, it accurately blocked Wen Chu Ning's head.

It collided violently with the blade of the Hunyuan Sword, making a deafening roar.

The pen body was shining with light, as if it contained endless power, which blocked the attack of the Hunyuan Sword.

The moment the two divine objects collided, it seemed as if the heaven and earth trembled.

The originally calm surface of Dark Moon Lake was now stirred up by huge waves, with water splashing everywhere.

It is as majestic as thousands of troops galloping past.

Above the lake, dark fog and colorful light intertwined and tore at each other.

It was as if two irreconcilable forces were in fierce confrontation.

The hoarse and majestic voice of the Boundary-Breaking Beast was like the rusty voice of a spring that had not been used for years.

Each word echoed over the lake: "You guys—go fight somewhere else!"

Its figure appeared and disappeared in the mist, and its huge eyes flashed with a faint light.

Looking at everything below, it seemed as if everything was under its control.

Yun Yueqing's eyes suddenly shrank, and the blue light and a scarlet bloodthirsty light intertwined and shot fiercely towards the Boundary-Breaking Beast.

The aura around her was surging, and it was obvious that she had used all her strength.

Although her cultivation level is much higher than before, she still seems insignificant in front of the Boundary-Breaking Beast.

However, what was surprising was that a barely perceptible trace of fear flashed across the deep eyes of the Boundary-Breaking Beast.

The huge body trembled slightly, as if it was not facing an opponent, but a nightmare from ancient times.

An extremely oppressive atmosphere filled the air. The surface of Dark Moon Lake seemed frozen, and even the wind was still.

Only the invisible yet fierce contest between Yun Yueqing and the Boundary-Breaking Beast remained, sparks that were invisible to the naked eye collided in the air.

A complex emotion flashed across the deep eyes of the Boundary-Breaking Beast.

He actually spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible hint of compromise in his voice: "Please."

After saying this, its huge body gradually disappeared into the swirling mist, leaving only a pair of flickering lights hovering above the lake.