Divine War Pill Emperor

A blood-red figure sped along the main street.

It was Murong Xiangming, dressed in her red wedding attire.

SWOOSH!

In her hand, a blood-red sword cut through the air.

’How dare they humiliate me, Murong Xiangming, like this.’

’Today, it is time for you to witness my Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations.’

Her rage was as blood-red as her eyes.

Murong Xiangming had never been this furious, nor had she ever unleashed her full power to fight for her reputation.

Qin Lie had nearly ruined her.

If she had actually married Qin Lie, she would have felt it was a fate worse than death—like being sullied by a filthy, disgusting dead pig.

So now, with a clear mind, her killing intent was absolute.

She would find no peace until she killed her enemy with her own hands.

Her expression was deceptively calm, but her heaving chest hinted at the terrible storm brewing within.

Her target: the Alchemist Guild.

"Look, who’s that?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Heavens, that looks like Murong Xiangming! Hanwu City’s greatest beauty!"

"That’s right. Her wedding to Qin Lie, the son of the President of the Alchemist Guild, is in three days."

On the street, many people now saw Murong Xiangming, clad in red and holding a blood-red sword, her face cold as she walked steadily north.

Her steps were swift, like the wind.

She was a woman carried by the wind.

So beautiful, and so proud.

No one dared to get close; they could only gaze up at her in awe.

But everyone was curious. With the wedding just three days away, why was Murong Xiangming on the street with a sword, looking like she was out for blood?

It was a shocking sight.

"Who knows what’s going on?"

"Has Murong Xiangming gone mad? She’s about to be married, yet here she is waving a sword around."

Many people shook their heads, unable to comprehend the turmoil that lay beneath Murong Xiangming’s beautiful exterior.

No one dared to investigate, fearing they would be cut down by her sword.

Anyone who dared to block Murong Xiangming now would surely be killed.

Just then, the crowd cried out in alarm again.

"It’s the people from Treasure Elephant Pavilion! Even their Pavilion Master, Master Tian Mu, is here!"

"Is a huge battle about to break out?"

The crowd saw Master Tian Mu leading the experts from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion, hurrying after Murong Xiangming. They strode quickly, trying to keep up.

They were terrified of losing their Young Miss.

Ahead, the red figure flickered in and out of sight, already distant.

"Quickly, keep up with the Young Miss!"

"Hurry! Nothing can be allowed to happen to the Young Miss."

If he hadn’t been leading his men, Master Tian Mu would have flown through the air to catch up to his Young Miss.

But he wasn’t overly worried. His Young Miss would surely be safe until she reached the Alchemist Guild.

Still, their pace quickened.

They were a group of over a hundred terrifyingly powerful experts. On the street, everyone instinctively stepped back, clearing a path for the people of Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

The crowd erupted into an uproar only after Master Tian Mu and his men disappeared to the north.

It was as if a dark cloud had fallen over the city.

"All of Treasure Elephant Pavilion’s experts have been deployed. Are the winds of change blowing through Hanwu City?"

"Who knows? Let’s follow them and see."

Amidst the crowd’s clamor...

...a figure in a white robe was also hurrying north.

His figure, however, hardly drew any attention.

He was quickly lost in the noisy crowd.

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile. ’I’m still a bit too slow.’

He truly couldn’t keep up with Murong Xiangming, Master Tian Mu, and the others.

But the Alchemist Guild wasn’t too far away.

SWISH!

A red shadow landed before the main hall of the Alchemist Guild.

"Who goes there?"

Seeing someone about to force their way into the Alchemist Guild...

...the guards of the Alchemist Guild shouted a warning.

They all stared at the intruder, poised as if facing a great enemy.

When they got a clear look at the person’s face, they were stunned and cried out in surprise.

"Miss Murong, what are you doing here?"

"That’s right, the wedding is in three days. Did you come early because you just couldn’t wait to marry our Young Master Qin Lie?"

One of them even cracked a joke.

Perhaps it would be the last joke he ever told.

Just like his life, it ended moments after the words left his lips.

"Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations, First Transformation: Butterfly Shadows."

Murong Xiangming’s face was icy. The Blood Sword danced in her hand, and her entire being moved like a blood-red butterfly, emerging to defy the world.

The sky filled with the phantoms of blood butterflies.

Her sword descended, cold and indifferent.

It struck the Alchemist Guild guards before her.

When the guards tried to cry out, to scream, they found they couldn’t make a sound.

The Blood Sword was a mere flash of crimson light.

A flicker before their eyes.

Each guard’s body split apart like a cleaved watermelon.

The two halves flew in opposite directions.

The red of fresh blood merged with her blood-red figure.

Without so much as a scream, the souls of the Alchemist Guild guards departed for the underworld.

"Qin Lie, get out here and die!"

With a single sword strike, she had slain the Alchemist Guild’s guards—more than a dozen Samurai Ninth Heaven experts, all dead.

With just one strike.

The power of a Martial King Expert was truly astonishing.

"Ah...!"

An Alchemist walking out from inside the Guild happened to look up and see the scene. He froze, utterly stunned to witness more than a dozen people die instantly from a single strike.

What an incredibly swift strike—it was both fast and precise.

And yet, it was as beautiful as a dancing butterfly.

He trembled violently, then scrambled back into the Alchemist Guild.

’This is terrifying.’

"Terrifying! Someone is attacking the Alchemist Guild!"

"Ah! Murder! Help me...!"

The Alchemist fled for his life, screaming back into the Guild as he ran.

He was terrified by the cruel and bloody scene he had just witnessed.

He never got a clear look at the person in red.

He only saw a flash of blood-red that chilled him to the bone.

The Alchemist’s screams alerted many others.

In an instant, the entire Alchemist Guild was like a slumbering Fierce Beast, jolted awake by a flash of blood.

Powerful guards rushed out from every corner.

They bristled with killing intent.

Alchemists of all ranks—from apprentices to Official Alchemists, and even Stewards, Senior Stewards, and Elders—were stirred into action by the commotion.

A single action had set the entire body in motion.

"Who is it? Who dares trespass in the Alchemist Guild?"

"Who dares to commit murder in our Alchemist Guild?"

"They’re courting death!"

Countless people rushed out in a rage.

Every one of them was filled with righteous indignation.

No one in Hanwu City had ever dared to force their way into the Alchemist Guild.

CLATTER CLATTER CLATTER...

The well-trained guards moved with discipline, swarming the entrance of the Alchemist Guild in moments.

Behind them were the Alchemists, their eyes spitting fire.

They all focused their gazes forward.

What they saw was a figure in blood-red.

She was enchanting, bewitching, and possessed an infinite grace.

Like the Blood Sword in her hand, it was impossible to tell if the blade was forged red or merely stained with fresh blood.