All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 462 - 277 I Hate His Tenderness!!_2

Chapter 462: Chapter 277 I Hate His Tenderness!!_2
The Longsword floated before her.
She naturally understood what Xiao Ruoching meant.
"Did a mere few months of kindness melt away the so-called deep-seated hatred in your heart?"
"Then your supposed hatred is truly pathetic."
"Heh."
"Unforgettable, etched in your bones?"
Xiao Ruoching did not grow angry at Mo Li’s sarcastic barbs. No irritation showed in her eyes as she calmly said, "Junior Sister, I truly don’t know what you’ve been through."
"But all of that has ended. He hasn’t cultivated Devouring Heaven, so in my heart, Senior Sister, all of this is but a dream."
"..."
A flicker of emotion finally crossed Mo Li’s frigid face. She took a step forward, the Longsword arcing down from the sky.
Her eyes, filled with a maelstrom of complex emotions, were ice-cold as she spoke, "Senior Sister, is this your answer to me today?"
CLANG—
The two Longswords crashed together violently.
Her Sword Bone, Sword Heart, and Sword Body made her cultivation in the Sword Dao exceptionally blessed. In both power and presence, she far exceeded the strength Xiao Ruoching could display.
With a light twist of her fingers, the Longsword in her hand spun out, blossoming like an azure lotus, leaving a clear "trace" beneath the vast evening sun.
Immediately, she moved, following the Longsword’s path, and let out a sharp cry, "Sword Two, As If We First Met!"
The grand hall fell silent, yet the prior tranquility was shattered, replaced by overflowing Sword Qi.
Xiao Ruoching’s brow furrowed. She gripped her Longsword with a reverse handhold; as it was unsheathed, the resonant clash instantly drowned out the hum of Mo Li’s blade.
—To draw the sword is to unleash Sword Qi.
The next moment, the blood-red sunset was cleaved in two by this strike, a faint, thread-like Sword Qi slashing straight down from above towards Mo Li’s own attack.
It met Mo Li’s Sword Two.
"Sword One, Unwavering Depth!"
CLANG—
The Sword Qi intersected, sending ripples outwards.
Countless dust particles were blasted apart, forming a spreading fog that rose between the two combatants into a vast gray haze.
Xiao Ruoching’s pace did not slow. Her Longsword pointed forward, she pressed on with the relentless momentum of Sword One, piercing through the gray haze to collide once more with Mo Li’s Longsword.
The two immense torrents of Sword Qi exploded with a deafening roar.
Sword Qi danced wildly, each strand lethal.
While Great Dao Qi couldn’t match the imposing aura of a pure Sword Cultivator’s Sword Three Body, it was uniquely blessed with boundless Spiritual Energy.
Their Longswords were locked at close range. Xiao Ruoching could clearly see Mo Li’s silvery eyelashes. Taking a deep breath, she murmured, "Junior Sister, it’s time to let go!"
"You’ve become obsessed; this isn’t you! You need to break free from this..."
CRACK—
The Longsword in Mo Li’s hand snapped open like a great shield, deflecting Xiao Ruoching’s strike. Her eyes, filled with an indescribable, unyielding fixation, glinted resolutely as she said, "You want me to let go? Like you, cherishing that pathetic affection?"
"He killed me! And you want me to move on?"
"Are you so captivated by his gentleness? Wake up, Senior Sister! He’ll obtain Devouring Heaven eventually, and everything will return to how it was..."
"And do you not yet understand why we are even here?"
"..."
Her last sentence, almost a shriek, tore through the air, ringing in Xiao Ruoching’s ears. Madness blazed in Mo Li’s silver pupils.
This sword strike descended like a tornado, scattering dust and debris.
Xiao Ruoching had no chance to dodge. She could only raise her Longsword to guard, but was still pushed back several yards, her feet sinking into the ground and carving two deep furrows.
She was in dire straits, her robes coated in dust.
CLANG—
"Junior Sister, your state of mind is the problem! If you truly hate him so much, why do you care so deeply about everything concerning him?"
"If you truly hated him, why would you still choose to become his Disciple?"
"Ultimately, you’re just running away, trying to use your madness, your actions, your hatred, to hide the obsession buried deep within your heart!"
"..."
Mo Li laughed, a wild, unrestrained sound, made all the more unsettling by her faintly bloodshot eyes.
"My obsession?"
"Yes, obsession!"
Her Longsword flicked upwards as her figure darted, like a fluttering butterfly’s shadow. Her toes tapped lightly, leaving a lotus imprint on the ground. Nine consecutive steps, each leaving its mark, formed a veritable lotus path.
"He will bestow a Creation Pill upon me before the eyes of the world."
"He punishes me by making me pay my respects to him every night."
"He tells me to follow my heart and find my own path."
"He took my hand and placed a silver hairpin in my hair."
"He’s so gentle... so gentle..."
With every step, a lotus bloomed; each step brought forth a lotus flower.
Within the grand hall, the faint, solitary cry of a sword echoed, mingled with Mo Li’s choked, yet chilling voice:
"I despise his gentleness!"
"I despise those sleepless nights! Why?! Why?!"
"Why, just as I’m about to close off my heart again, ready to turn my Sword Heart and sword upon him, does he always appear in time, collapsing my convictions again and again with his so-called gentleness?!"
"Why, when I recall the sword he thrust into my chest, is it not the darkness of hatred that arises, but an inexplicable bewilderment?"
"I can’t take it anymore, Senior Sister!"
"..."
Mo Li’s Longsword vibrated ceaselessly in her hand, its sharp hum clearly audible even amidst the fierce clash of metal.
Sword met sword once more.
A sound of metal clashing rang out.
CLANG—
Two sharp cries echoed simultaneously throughout the grand hall:
"Sword Three, Treading Song, Seeking Intoxication!"
BOOM—
Two figures flew backward in an instant, leaving trails of blood on the floor of the grand hall.
All the spectating Disciples watched the scene before them, speechless for a long time.
The two stunning figures collided sword against sword in the grand hall, their Cultivation Techniques identical, their beauty equally devastating!
After a prolonged silence, whispered discussions finally began:
"What are the two Senior Sisters talking about...?"
"I’ve never seen Senior Sister Mo Li like this!"
"Is Senior Sister Xiao Ruoching’s strength really that formidable? It’s almost as if she’s reached the Nascent Soul stage, right?"
"With this... how can others on the Hidden Dragon List even compete with these two Senior Sisters?"
"Their strength must have reached the absolute peak for their age..."
In a corner, Mo Fan watched, his eyes wide with shock. He then took a deep breath and clenched his fists, his expression full of fierce determination.
Wenren Pingxin furrowed her brows, unable to sit still any longer. She stood up, gazing at the two women in the grand hall.
They’ve even mastered Sword Three? What kind of terrifying talent is this? Mo Li being a natural-born Sword Cultivator is one thing, but why is Xiao Ruoching’s comprehension equally fearsome? Moreover, what deep-seated grudge exists between them? What are they talking about?
Xiao Ruoching suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and crimson trickles instantly appeared on her slender palms. The intensity of their collision was clear.
Gently wiping the corner of her mouth, she gazed at Mo Li, who was doing the same.
She gently propped her Longsword on the ground. A crimson stain, like a plum blossom, bloomed upon her chest. A gust of wind rustled her robes, which billowed in the sunset.
Golden hues of the sunset intertwined with their trembling silhouettes. For a long moment, their sleeves swirled in the waning light, only a gentle breeze lifting the hems of their dresses.
The hall was bathed in crimson.
"Junior Sister, I once struggled with this too."
"..."
Xiao Ruoching brandished her Longsword, concentrating all the remaining Great Dao Qi in her body into this one strike.
She walked toward Mo Li with a slight stagger, a faint smile on her lips. "What does it matter if I’m conflicted?"
"So what if he cultivates Devouring Heaven again?"
"I will stop him."
"That is the purpose of my existence in this life."
PS: My apologies, updates have been slow these past few days as I’ve been recuperating! Once I’m feeling better, I promise a flood of new Chapters!