Chapter 132 The Consequences of Taking Action

Lu Fuyue looked up at the person blocking her way, a cold glint in her eyes.

Although she didn't recognize this person, at some point, the elders of the library were only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

Especially considering that he's so weak and his current state is a complete mess!

Yan Changping noticed Lu Fuyue's coldness but didn't care at all. Instead, he rested his chin on his hand and smiled even more.

"A beauty is a beauty; even when she's angry, she's still beautiful."

"Tell me quickly who your master is. If your status is decent, maybe I'll marry you because of your pretty face."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and reached out, wanting to touch Lu Fuyue's face.

Lu Fuyue gave him a cold glance, and Yan Changping was inexplicably stiffened by that look, his movements stopping abruptly.

Just then, Lu Fuyue ruthlessly raised her leg and kicked the man hard in the chest. Instantly, Yan Changping had no time to react and was kicked to the ground.

Yan Changping clutched his chest in pain, quickly scrambled to his feet, pointed at Lu Fuyue, and cursed, "Do you know who I am? How dare you lay a hand on an elder? Are you tired of living?"

This commotion quickly attracted the attention of a group of disciples.

"Look, isn't that Senior Sister Lu?"

"It seems so. Could it be that she ran into that bastard?"

"I guess, given his character, he probably coveted Senior Sister Lu's looks and wanted to make a move on her, but he ended up kicking a hornet's nest instead."

"Let's go take a look."

When everyone walked up to Lu Fuyue and Yan Changping, they didn't show it on their faces, but they cursed inwardly.

This scoundrel is a leopard that can't change its spots. He always takes advantage of his relationship with Uncle Yan and the Yan family to harass pretty female cultivators.

He didn't even spare the direct disciples of certain elders, because they had powerful backers.

Yan Changping's face turned pale and then red. Since entering the Tianxuan Sect, he had never been so embarrassed.

He waved his hands and shouted sternly, "What are you looking at? Get out of here!"

The crowd felt a sense of fear. Senior Sister Lu was not afraid of Yan Changping, but they, the disciples without any background, were afraid, so they all decided to leave.

Seeing this, Yan Changping smiled smugly and squinted at Lu Fuyue, "See? They're all afraid of me."

"If you kneel down now, kowtow three times to this elder, and then voluntarily become this elder's concubine, perhaps this elder will spare your life."

"Otherwise, this elder will surely make you wish you were dead!"

Lu Fuyue spoke meaningfully, "Is that so?"

"Then let me see how you make me wish I could never have anything, and wish I could never die."

Suddenly, Lu Fuyue's expression changed. She raised her hand and summoned the Weak Water Zither, then her fingers flew across the strings, dancing back and forth.

The moment the zither music began, a fierce wind arose, and countless spiritual energies, concealing murderous intent, transformed into blades that flew towards Yan Changping.

Yan Changping's expression changed drastically, his body went limp, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

What happened?

The moment the music entered his ears, his blood seemed to freeze, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.

Yan Changping felt completely weak. He bit his tongue, and the pain finally gave him a little strength.

He quickly took out a fifth-grade earth-遁符 (earth-遁符, a type of talisman used for evasion), swiftly burrowed underground, and disappeared in no time.

He knew his own abilities all too well.

How could cultivation built up with pills and women compare to that of someone who cultivated through genuine hard work? Besides, the moment this female cultivator made her move, he knew she was definitely not a disciple of an ordinary elder.

However, Lu Fuyue immediately noticed his subtle movements, and she sneered, "Trying to escape?"

"It's not that easy."

As soon as she finished speaking, she activated her internal energy, her five fingers forming claws as she slammed them into a spot on the ground. In no time, Yan Changping was pulled out from underground and thrown to the ground.

Yan Changping's face turned deathly pale, and he immediately realized that he was probably in deep trouble.

He braced himself with both hands on the ground, his palms scraping against the earth, and retreated repeatedly. "No, you can't touch me! I'm Yan Nanfei's cousin, and I'm a member of the Yan family. If you dare to touch me, they won't let you get away with it!"

Lu Fuyue paused in her steps as she approached him. It turned out he was Yan Nanfei's cousin. No wonder they were cut from the same cloth.

However, Yan Nanfei's provocations of women were always consensual, but the person in front of him was purely disgusting, and he had harassed countless female cultivators.

Thinking of this, the coldness in Lu Fuyue's eyes deepened even further.

She raised her hand and cast a protective barrier around herself and Yan Changping to prevent anyone from stopping her from dealing with Yan Changping.

Then he walked to his side, raised his foot, channeled his spiritual energy, and kicked him hard in the dantian. With a crack, the dantian shattered.

In an instant, Yan Changping let out a painful scream, curled up in a ball, his face turned deathly pale, and he was covered in cold sweat. It was over, everything was over.

Even if his family avenges him for the sake of face, he will be a useless cripple with his dantian gone.

Yan Changping lay on the ground, barely alive, surrounded by blood, his eyes filled with despair.

Lu Fuyue's eyes turned even colder as he thought of the female cultivators he had violated. He immediately channeled a burst of spiritual energy into his genitals.

Yan Changping quickly reached out and covered his genitals, his face contorted in pain. Warm blood stained his hands and genitals, and waves of intense pain washed over him.

"Ahhhh—"

"I won't let you get away with this. You... just wait for the Yan family's revenge."

Immediately, all the male cultivators present couldn't help but shrink back.

Senior Sister Lu really went all out.

Lu Fuyue raised her hand to remove the barrier and turned to walk towards the second floor of the library.

He simply left behind the words, "I'll be waiting."

She hadn't originally planned to use such a heavy hand, but what could she do? The golden core cultivation in this person's body was mostly obtained by absorbing the yin essence of female cultivators.

Such a person deserves to be torn to pieces.

However, after she left, a female cultivator suddenly appeared from the crowd, her eyes filled with hatred. She stared intently at the man on the ground, then raised her sword high and stabbed at Yan Changping's already shattered genitals once more.

In an instant, a sword fell, and the bloody mess was completely severed into several pieces.

The man, who was already barely clinging to life, was now barely recognizable as a human. He struggled to hold on and reached out to those around him, crying, "Help...help me...please help me..."

"It's all because of you that I can no longer cultivate. It's all because of you that my future has been ruined."

"Hahaha, I never thought you'd end up like this, hahaha, go to hell."

Then, to Yan Changping's horrified gaze, the female cultivator laughed maniacally, raised a sword high, and thrust it fiercely into his heart.

"No, no, I was wrong, I'll never do it again."

"You don't dare anymore?"

"Then die!"

Just as the sword was about to pierce his heart, a large, purple-gold saber blocked it, and then with a slight force, the saber knocked the sword away.