Villainess Rampage: The Whole Sect Begs for Mercy

She clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with terror.

’Nothing is more important than my life. Back then, to survive, I even abandoned my own brother, let alone my pride.’

While begging for mercy, she was also desperately trying to activate the Boundary Token, attempting to teleport herself out immediately.

But it was as if some power was suppressing her. The slightest movement sent a searing pain through her Divine Soul.

Seeing that Song Wanning remained expressionless and that she couldn’t teleport away, Liu Yiyi dropped to her knees in humiliation.

She knelt ramrod straight on the ground and begged again, "Wan Ning, please give me one more chance, okay? I know I was completely wrong, but I didn’t want to... I was just trying to survive. I’ll never do it again!"

"Just trust me one more time, I’m begging you!"

Liu Yiyi kept bowing and pleading, utterly terrified of death.

This pathetic display only deepened Song Wanning’s contempt for her.

"Liu Yiyi, you brought this upon yourself. It’s too late to beg for mercy now!"

A cold light flashed. Without any more hesitation, Song Wanning swung her Longsword and slashed out.

The grievances of two lifetimes would end today.

"No—"

Liu Yiyi’s expression was one of terror. In her panic, she again took out the Boundary Token, only to find herself still completely suppressed, utterly unable to mobilize her Divine Soul.

She could only stare, watching helplessly as the sword light slashed towards her.

’It’s over!’

Liu Yiyi’s eyes widened in despair and indignation as she was swiftly engulfed by the sword light.

"AHH—"

A single, piercing scream erupted in the room, its echo lingering long after.

The sword light gradually dissipated, revealing a body split in two lying on the ground. Its wide, bulging eyes stared straight at the ceiling, filled with terror and indignation.

Liu Yiyi’s Nascent Soul hadn’t managed to escape either; it was shattered by the single sword strike, dissipating into nothingness.

A Nascent Soul Cultivator couldn’t even withstand a single blow from Song Wanning.

This was the gap between their Cultivation levels.

Gazing at the corpse on the ground, Song Wanning was dazed for a moment.

’Liu Yiyi, who used to be quite powerful, had become so fragile.’

She was shaken to her core, and the light in her eyes grew startlingly bright.

’Power!’

’This is what it feels like to have real power!’

’No need for pointless chatter or explanations. Just swing your sword and cut them down.’

The ambition in Song Wanning’s heart surged once more. ’If Divinity Transformation felt like this, what would the Spirit Realm be like?’

’And what wonders would the Immortal Realm hold?’

She suppressed the surging excitement in her heart. ’I was an utter fool in my past life, dedicating myself to a scumbag and a few ungrateful wretches while ignoring what mattered most: power!’

Lowering her gaze, Song Wanning took the Storage Ring from Liu Yiyi’s body and held the Boundary Token in her hand.

Liu Yiyi had relied on this to enter and exit the Trial Tower, and could even open it from the outside.

’This is a real treasure.’

A bold idea flashed through her mind. ’What if I could bind the Trial Tower to myself?’

’She wanted to take this Trial Tower back to the Song Family...’

She immediately set to work. Holding the Boundary Token, she began to ponder how to bind it to herself.

’Liu Yiyi had the Boundary Token for so long yet never managed to bind it. That must mean the conventional methods won’t work.’

After trying every method of binding, the Boundary Token remained motionless.

The Golden Small Sword grew anxious. "Why is this damn token so difficult? Nothing works on it!"

It flew back and forth inspecting the Boundary Token, unable to stop muttering to itself.

Song Wanning had been feeling frustrated, but upon hearing its mumbling, she suddenly laughed.

"Alright, alright. If we can’t bind to it, we’ll just put it aside for now. Being able to enter and exit freely is good enough anyway."

’It’s just that with the Trial Tower appearing this time, this place will definitely be under watch for a long time to come. Getting the Song Family disciples here to train would attract too much attention.’

But she had no other choice and could only try to put the Boundary Token away.

However, just as she was about to get up, the Boundary Token suddenly shot into her Sea of Consciousness, even breaking through the barrier the Golden Small Sword had woven and plunging deep within.

Song Wanning was greatly alarmed and immediately erected defenses within her Sea of Consciousness. The Golden Small Sword was frightened as well and quickly rushed back into her Sea of Consciousness, giving chase to the Boundary Token.

Fortunately, the Boundary Token only emitted a faint, treasured glow as it settled obediently within her Sea of Consciousness, making no hostile moves.

The woman and the sword breathed a sigh of relief. The aura the Boundary Token had just emitted was astonishing; this object was definitely extraordinary.

But try as she might, Song Wanning still couldn’t find a way to bind the Boundary Token, so she had no choice but to give up for now.

She had many other things to do and couldn’t delay any longer.

After a quick scan of her surroundings, Song Wanning activated the Boundary Token and closed the Trial Tower.

The Cultivators who were still immersed in their trials were all ejected, their eyes filled with bewilderment.

Song Wanning also put on an astonished expression, flying around in a few circles as if searching for any trace of the Trial Tower.

The Cultivators soon broke into an uproar. A treasure had been right before their eyes, only to vanish in the next moment. Anyone would find that hard to accept.

Everyone searched the vicinity for signs of the Trial Tower. Song Wanning played along for a while before leaving in a feigned huff.

Some of the Cultivators, not ready to give up, continued searching in circles.

...

At the Mountain Gazing Sect, Liu Yiyi’s soul lamp went out.

The news quickly spread throughout the Sect. The Sect Ancestor learned of the matter, but he remained indifferent, showing no intention of pursuing it.

Back when Liu Yiyi had watched her own brother die, the Ancestor had already grown cold toward her and had long foreseen her end.

He even suspected it was likely Song Wanning’s doing.

The Ancestor took no action, and the new Sect Master of the Mountain Gazing Sect had no intention of getting involved either. He paid lip service, promising a full investigation, but in reality, he only assigned a few Golden Core Cultivators to the case.

The other elders also had no objections. They had long since seen what kind of person Liu Yiyi was.

If not for the lack of evidence, they would have purged the Sect of her long ago. There was no way they would have let her live this long.

When the disciples in the Sect heard the news, they were overjoyed. They all resented Liu Yiyi for causing the Sect to lose out on valuable resources.

After all, it concerned the interests of every disciple in the Sect.

Having lived for over a hundred years and diligently cultivating to the Nascent Soul Cultivation realm, Liu Yiyi’s death was just casually brushed aside.

No one cared.

...

「Spirit Realm, Ancient Cold Sect.」

The Ancient Cold Sect’s Sect Master, Luo Hantian, snapped his eyes open, a trace of surprise flashing through them.

’The long-sealed Trial Tower in the Lower World... it’s showing a reaction.’

He slightly raised his left hand, and instantly a small, palm-sized tower appeared in his palm.

It was the Spirit Realm’s Trial Tower, Nine Domains.

Back when the world was split in two, their location had luckily fallen within the Spirit Realm, where the Spiritual Energy was incredibly dense.

The Ancient Cold Sect’s Trial Tower was a Mother and Child Tower. The Child Tower had been taken out by an ancestor who failed to bring it back before the great collapse... It was ultimately lost in the Lower World.

Now, after countless years had passed, the Child Tower was actually showing signs of activity.

Luo Hantian’s brow furrowed, and in the next moment, his consciousness sank into the tower.