Chapter 230
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She had gone to the Imperial Mausoleum and the Jun Family's graveyard, but she had not found a single trace of the Soul Jade.
Qin Yu Yan realised, Mo Qian Yuan had lied to her.
The price of deceiving the Qing Yun Clan, was not something everyone could bear.
She would not kill Mo Qian Yuan. She would spare his life, and when she forced him to reveal the whereabouts of the Soul Jade, she would personally bring him back to the Qing Yun Clan, cut off his arms and legs, and soak him in a vat filled with poison, to make him suffer the torment of the poison, to make him beg for death.
That was the price of deceiving the Qing Yun Clan.
"Yun Xian." Qin Yu Yan called out suddenly, and Bai Yun Xian, who had been standing at the side, shuddered. Her face turned pale, and she fell to her knees before Qin Yu Yan.
"Senior, I've done wrong! I will not fool around anymore. " Cold sweat broke out on Bai Yun Xian's body. Others might have been fooled by Qin Yu Yan's gentle facade, but as a disciple of the Qing Yun Clan's Sovereign, she knew better than anyone the horrors behind Qin Yu Yan's mask.
This seemingly gentle and modest young miss was actually an evil spirit.
Qin Yu Yan's forte was not in medicine, but in poison!
In Qin Yu Yan's backyard, there were several tens of vats, and every single one of them was filled with a brew of poison. In the vats, besides the poison, a poisoned man with his eyes gouged out, his tongue cut off, and four limbs chopped off would be stuffed inside. Those people were used by Qin Yu Yan to experiment on various poisons, and anyone she disliked, would be used as a guinea pig to test her poison, and they would beg for death.
Even though Bai Yun Xian was a disciple of the Sovereign, she was still terrified of Qin Yu Yan.
This woman was relentless in her actions, and even the disciples of the Qing Yun Clan, who provoked her, would only meet their end.
Qin Yu Yan smiled as she looked at Bai Yun Xian who was sweating profusely. She waved her hand and a disciple of the Qing Yun Clan pushed out a wheelchair from the back of the hall. Seated in the wheelchair was the ghastly Mo Xuan Fei.
"Since you know you've done wrong, you should know what to do. You are my junior, and my father has high hopes for you. Being entangled with a Prince is not something he would like to see. " Qin Yu Yan then threw a dagger in front of Bai Yun Xian, "Kill him, then follow me back to receive your punishment."
Bai Yun Xian was slightly taken aback, trembling as she looked at the dagger in front of her, hesitating for a moment before picking it up. She stood up shakily and walked towards the unconscious Mo Xuan Fei.
The once high-spirited and handsome man had now become a pile of mud. He no longer had a handsome face, no longer had a noble temperament, and his whole body emitted a disgusting stench.
"Can't bear to?" Qin Yu Yan looked at Bai Yun Xian.
"No." Bai Yun Xian shuddered slightly. If it was in the past, she might still have some feelings for Mo Xuan Fei, but after Mo Xuan Fei had fallen to such a state, Bai Yun Xian no longer had such thoughts.
If he killed him, Senior Sister would let him go.
Without any hesitation, Bai Yun Xian stabbed the dagger in her hand into Mo Xuan Fei's chest. Mo Xuan Fei who had been in a daze for a long time suddenly regained his consciousness, the chaos in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He stared dumbfounded at Bai Yun Xian who had stabbed the dagger into his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief and resentment.
"I had no choice, it was better for you to die than for me to die." Bai Yun Xian gritted her teeth as she watched the light in Mo Xuan Fei's eyes disappear, and he breathed his last. Bai Yun Xian turned and knelt before Qin Yu Yan.
"Senior, he's dead."
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