After Chasing The Villain With A Clueless System - Chapter 12

Song Qi hastily finished applying the medicine, wrapped her wound with a simple strip of white cloth, and changed into the white uniform of a Divine Sword Sect disciple.

Bai Luoyin had noticed the strange look on Song Qi’s face earlier, so she suspected that the incident involving the Taixu Sect had something to do with her. Still, she could not understand what connection Song Qi could possibly have with them.

“Senior Sister.”

As Song Qi closed her wardrobe, she continued in a grave voice, “Don’t tell anyone about this injury.”

“Then tell me why you were injured, and why you have Wucheng’s healing medicine.”

Wucheng’s medicine was distinctive. It had none of the unpleasant odor common to ordinary medicines, and its faint fragrance would be completely concealed once clothes were put on.

“I’ll explain everything after we come back. Let’s go for now.”

Bai Luoyin agreed and left with Song Qi, though she was still worried about her.

“Is your injury serious?”

“It’s fine. Just a cut. The bleeding has stopped.”

That might have been true, but it still hurt like hell!

By the time the two of them reached the central courtyard, the atmosphere had become extremely tense. All the earlier joy had vanished, leaving behind only silence and unease.

They automatically joined the other Divine Sword Sect disciples. More people arrived one after another, and once nearly everyone had gathered, the Taixu Sect elder, Perfected Qing Shang, finally spoke.

“Today, a villain broke into the eastern courtyard and injured Xu Yan of my sect.”

He did not waste words.

A reddish flush covered his thin face, likely because he was furious. His breathing was heavy and uneven, and the mustache above his upper lip seemed about to tremble with every breath.

“According to Xu Yan, the attacker was a woman. Her swordsmanship was exceptional, but he could not identify the origin of her techniques. At present, this poor Daoist wishes only to find that person.”

After Perfected Qing Shang finished speaking, many people secretly glanced toward Wen Wanxi.

Someone who held a grudge against Xu Yan and possessed extraordinary swordsmanship seemed most likely to be her.

Yet Wen Wanxi sat in a grand armchair with her eyes closed, apparently dozing, as though she had no interest whatsoever in what was happening.

Even Perfected Qing Shang could not stop himself from looking at her.

“If this villain cannot be found, how can justice be restored to Xu Yan?”

Wen Wanxi seemed to sense the hostile stare.

She slowly opened her eyes. A subtle smile lingered in her dark-brown gaze. When she met Perfected Qing Shang’s eyes, that smile deepened.

No one could ever see through this woman’s thoughts.

At that moment, He Rui, the leader of the Tianshan Sect, stood and bowed apologetically to Perfected Qing Shang.

“Our guards failed in their duty. This old man apologizes to the Perfected One.”

Perfected Qing Shang returned the bow.

“The criminal deliberately came to injure someone. How could Sect Leader He have anticipated such a thing?”

“Perfected Qing Shang keeps calling the attacker a criminal. Do you already have some idea of this person’s identity?”

The speaker was Wen Wanxi.

As an unhinged woman, she refused to speak whenever she did not feel like it. But whenever she did open her mouth, trouble was certain to follow.

Perfected Qing Shang looked at Wen Wanxi.

His hand clenched into a fist inside his sleeve, though his expression remained unchanged.

“According to Xu Yan, the culprit’s arm should be injured. We need only check who has a wound on their arm to identify the attacker.”

When Wen Wanxi heard this, the corners of her lips curved upward in open mockery, as though she had just heard an enormous joke.

“Everyone here practices martial arts. What is unusual about having injuries? Moreover, Xu Yan said the culprit was a woman. Does Perfected Qing Shang intend to inspect the arms of every woman present one by one?”

People in ancient times placed the greatest importance on a woman’s reputation.

Forget an arm—if even a woman’s bare foot were seen by a man, her reputation could be considered damaged.

Song Qi could not accept that way of thinking, but she understood it.

The moment Wen Wanxi spoke, everyone nodded in agreement.

Finding the culprit was important, but a woman’s chastity and reputation were equally important. They absolutely could not act recklessly.

“Did young friend Xu Yan provide any other clues?”

Cao Zhang, leader of the Yuanzhen Sect, asked.

Since they were all Daoist cultivators, Cao Zhang naturally had to find some way to smooth the situation over.

“He said the attacker might have had a personal grievance against him. Otherwise, there would have been no reason to attack him without cause.”

At once, everyone’s attention shifted back to Wen Wanxi.

Everyone knew that Xu Yan had abandoned Wen Wanxi years ago, turning her into a laughingstock throughout the martial world.

Later, she seized control of Wucheng with overwhelming force, and no one dared speak of the matter recklessly anymore.

Neither Wen Wanxi’s martial arts nor her status was something they could afford to offend.

“Oh?”

Wen Wanxi leaned slightly forward, meeting Perfected Qing Shang’s furious stare.

“Perfected Qing Shang is looking at me like that. Do you believe I hold a grudge against him?”

She smiled.

“A grudge? Is he even worthy?”

Pfft…

Song Qi wanted to laugh.

But she could not.

This was a serious moment. If she suddenly burst out laughing, she would be finished.

Song Qi thought about it.

Xu Yan had not known who his attacker was, yet he had claimed the person probably held a grudge against him.

That was practically directing suspicion straight toward Wen Wanxi.

His guess was not entirely wrong. Had Song Qi not made a deal with Wen Wanxi, Xu Yan would never have ended up with a broken arm.

Still, remembering how much of a scumbag Xu Yan had been before and how heartless he would become later, Song Qi felt that breaking one arm was far too lenient.

Wen Wanxi’s right hand had once been injured and could not endure prolonged combat. Only Xu Yan knew about it.

He later told Song Tianxing, allowing Song Tianxing to discover how to defeat Wen Wanxi.

Wen Wanxi might have been the villain, but Song Qi could not tolerate someone turning utterly inhuman the moment circumstances changed.

“If I had attacked him, what you would be looking at now would be his corpse.”

Wen Wanxi made no attempt to conceal her methods.

Everyone in the martial world sucked in a breath.

Song Qi could not even understand why Wen Wanxi was deliberately drawing more hatred toward herself.

“City Lord Wen, do not go too far!”

Perfected Qing Shang pointed furiously at Wen Wanxi. The white whiskers above his lip and beneath his chin nearly stood on end.

“You suddenly announced that you would set off fireworks for everyone, and then, precisely while the guards were spread thin, Xu Yan was attacked. Isn’t that far too much of a coincidence?”

Wen Wanxi tilted her head slightly.

The smile on her lips was exquisitely alluring.

Yet everyone knew that this woman was covered in thorns—and poison.

The more beautifully she smiled, the more deadly she became.

“Other than me, every Wucheng disciple who came this time is male. If there is no wound on my arm, then I will break one of your legs and demand justice for Wucheng. How does that sound?”

Wen Wanxi’s voice was gentle and soft, yet her words were exceptionally sharp and vicious.

None of the other sects dared speak.

Only He Rui, leader of the Tianshan Sect, stepped forward to mediate.

“Please calm yourselves. Since this happened on Tianshan, the Tianshan Sect will naturally investigate it thoroughly.”

Perfected Qing Shang had no objection.

But how could Wen Wanxi let him off so easily?

“No. I would rather see what Perfected Qing Shang looks like with one leg missing.”

With that, Wen Wanxi rose.

Every Taixu Sect disciple drew their sword at once, and the atmosphere became even more hostile.

The other sects remained completely silent.

Even Cao Zhang of the Yuanzhen Sect said nothing now.

“Does City Lord Wen intend to resort to violence?”

Perfected Qing Shang gripped his sword, but sweat continuously gathered in his palm.

If they truly fought, he was no match for Wen Wanxi.

“Please, both of you, show this He some consideration. I will investigate this matter properly.”

A cold light flashed in Wen Wanxi’s eyes.

She stepped forward several paces.

“Then Perfected Qing Shang should be more careful with his words in the future. If you slander Wucheng again, I will not offer you another opportunity.”

Wen Wanxi had inherited her martial arts from Wu Ye, but the student had surpassed the master.

She had cultivated Wucheng’s Heavenly Martial Art to the eighth level, two levels beyond Wu Ye’s sixth.

Very few people in the martial world could contend with her.

Everyone believed that Wen Wanxi had defeated Wu Ye using the Heavenly Martial Art.

No one knew that she had also mastered Yellow Springs and Azure Heavens.

In terms of internal cultivation, there were likely very few people who could rival her.

However, Wen Wanxi had one fatal weakness.

She had once suffered a severe injury that damaged the foundation of her body. If a battle lasted too long, she would inevitably weaken.

By wearing her down through repeated attacks, there would be a chance to defeat her.

That severe injury had been inflicted by her master, Wu Ye.

Back then, Wen Wanxi had fallen in love with Xu Yan and even intended to leave with him.

After Wu Ye threatened Xu Yan, Xu Yan abandoned Wen Wanxi.

Wen Wanxi refused to believe he could be so heartless and tried to find him.

Wu Ye naturally could not allow her to leave, because he still wanted Yellow Springs and Azure Heavens.

In his fury, he injured her and accidentally knocked her off a cliff.

It was true that Wen Wanxi’s hand had once been wounded.

But the far more fatal weakness was that the foundation of her body had already been damaged.

That was how Song Tianxing ultimately succeeded against her.

“The people of Wucheng are arrogant and overbearing. Today, I have finally witnessed it for myself.”

Perfected Qing Shang had lost the argument, yet his mouth remained unforgiving. He could not afford to lose face before everyone.

“To be arrogant and overbearing, one must first possess the strength to do so.”

Wen Wanxi was not angry.

Wucheng’s arrogance depended entirely on whom they were dealing with.

Against hypocritical old Daoists like those of the Taixu Sect, Wen Wanxi would not mind choosing a day to flatten their entire sect.

The only reason she had left the Taixu Sect standing was because there was still something she wanted to investigate.

“Everyone must be tired. The Young Heroes’ Assembly begins tomorrow, so please rest early tonight. The Tianshan Sect will investigate this matter with all its strength.”

After He Rui calmed both sides, he ordered disciples to escort everyone back to their rooms.

Just like that, Song Qi escaped disaster.

She looked toward Wen Wanxi.

Wen Wanxi happened to be looking at her as well.

Their gazes met, making Song Qi nervous.

She could not understand what Wen Wanxi meant, but no one could ever discover that she was the one who had injured Xu Yan.

“Did you injure Xu Yan?”

The moment Bai Luoyin returned to their room, she impatiently demanded an answer.

Song Qi: “…Yes.”

【What happened to ‘no one can ever know’?】

【What else can I do? I’m desperate too!】

Bai Luoyin frowned and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

Only after confirming that no one was nearby did she continue.

“Why did you injure him?”

“He isn’t a good person.”

Bai Luoyin’s brows furrowed even more tightly.

“You only met him for the first time today. How could you possibly know he isn’t a good person?”

“You’ll understand in the future.”

Song Qi gave a vague answer.

At present, only she possessed an omniscient view of the story.

Naturally, she did not expect anyone else to understand her.

Besides, she had no way to explain it.

She simply hated Xu Yan intensely.

Bai Luoyin stared blankly at Song Qi, then sighed.

“You truly have become different.”

She smiled bitterly and returned to her bed.

“I won’t ask anymore. I only hope your actions this time won’t bring disaster.”

Song Qi hurriedly nodded in agreement.

She had not expected Bai Luoyin to let her off so easily.

“One more thing.”

There was more?

“Do not become too close to the people of Wucheng. Their conduct is becoming increasingly erratic. I fear that in the future, they may…”

Song Qi did not ask what might happen.

Everyone could feel it.

Wucheng increasingly resembled an unorthodox and sinister faction.

Wen Wanxi especially possessed an extremely strong desire to kill.

“Senior Sister Bai.”

Song Qi picked up Wucheng’s healing medicine, pulled down the outer layer of her robe, and continued applying it.

“Thank you.”