Villainess Rampage: The Whole Sect Begs for Mercy

Bai Yang’s voice trembled. He couldn’t believe that the master who had doted on him most would one day draw her sword on him.

He was also genuinely baffled.

’Was Master really going to go this far, all because of Ye Chuxue’s instigation?’

From a distance, a flicker of something passed through Ye Chuxue’s eyes as she concealed her shock.

’Song Wanning is probably just trying to scare Bai Yang again, isn’t she?’

After all, she treated Bai Yang differently than her other two disciples.

Although they were all formal disciples, she had raised Bai Yang by her own hand and poured a great deal of effort into him.

As for Lu Nanfeng and An Ze, Bai Yang had been the one to look after them for the most part.

There were clear differences in closeness, and the same was true for master and disciple.

’But something seemed off about Song Wanning this time.’

A sliver of doubt crept into Ye Chuxue’s mind. As she watched the drama unfold, she tried to find a way to escape.

But to her horror, she discovered something was pinning her in place. The moment she tried to move, an immense weight bore down on her.

It pressed down so hard that her bones ached.

"HSS—"

She sucked in a breath from the pain, clenching her fists tightly. The look she shot Song Wanning was practically spitting fire.

But Song Wanning didn’t spare her a single glance.

She stared at Bai Yang, her eyes filled with mockery.

"You see me as your own mother? Is this how you treat your mother? By bad-mouthing her behind her back, publicly slandering her in front of outsiders, and even stealing from her for an outsider?"

"Having a son like you is truly a misfortune."

The longsword in Song Wanning’s grasp shifted slightly, and Bai Yang’s eye twitched violently in alarm.

"Master, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have stolen the Elixir Pills, and I shouldn’t have spoken ill of you."

"I really do know I was wrong. Can’t you forgive me?"

Bai Yang’s gaze was pleading, his eyes full of sincerity.

’He really did know he was wrong, and he was filled with regret.’

’To err is human; no one is a saint. Why did Master have to be so relentless?’

’Hasn’t Master ever done anything wrong?’

Song Wanning saw it all reflected in Bai Yang’s eyes—the pleading, but more than that, the confusion and defiance.

"Do you think the whole world revolves around you? That as long as you apologize, everything can just be erased?"

Song Wanning scoffed. She found Bai Yang utterly ridiculous.

’By that logic, if she killed Bai Yang and then apologized, would he accept it?’

’Apologies are fucking useless!’

’The damage done can never be repaired.’

"Bai Yang, from the moment you joined this sect, I have painstakingly nurtured you. I spent more effort on you than on my own cultivation."

"I raised you like my own son, treating you even better than Gu Qingyuan. I always believed that since I had taken you in, I had a duty to be responsible for you."

"And your junior brothers... even though I didn’t have as much time to teach them later on, I never treated them poorly. Who would have thought I’d end up raising three ungrateful wretches!"

"For a single woman, you bit the hand that fed you and hurt me without a second thought. From that moment on, the bond between us as master and disciples was finished!"

"Don’t you understand yet?"

Song Wanning’s expression was cold. Though her heart had long been calm, even now, speaking of the past sent a chill through her.

She was no saint. On the contrary, she had always been a person of intense emotions.

She loved and hated fiercely and had the courage to face the darkest corners of her own heart.

Song Wanning’s words made Bai Yang’s heart sink to the depths. He stared blankly at her, feeling as if the master before him was a complete stranger.

"Master, you—"

"Then what were... these past few days?"

With his eyes rimmed in red, he refused to believe his master would completely cast him aside.

But during this time, his master had been so good to him, so very good, that it had felt like a dream.

This was a fall from heaven straight into hell.

"What were they? Consider it your bad luck, of course."

A mocking smile touched Song Wanning’s lips. "Still, I have to thank you for that good fortune of yours. Without you, my plan wouldn’t have gone nearly so smoothly."

The derision in her eyes was undisguised, displayed plainly for Bai Yang to see.

In an instant, the violent aura around Bai Yang surged once more, engulfing him completely.

His eyes filled with black Demonic Qi as he gritted his teeth, glaring daggers at Song Wanning.

"You—you used me?!!"

’These past few days... it was all a lie!’

’All of it!’

The immense shock nearly shattered Bai Yang’s sanity. The master he had always trusted... her affection for him had been a lie, too!

"Hahaha—"

Bai Yang suddenly burst out laughing.

’Ye Chuxue was fake. His master was fake, too.’

’He had been completely played for a fool by two women, deceived so thoroughly.’

He struggled to his feet, his hand gripping the longsword trembling slightly, his eyes filled with hatred.

"I trusted you so much, and yet you deceived me, too—"

A tear slid from the corner of his eye. This was only the second time Bai Yang had cried, the first being when he discovered An Ze was dead. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The pain of being deceived by the person he cherished most was simply too much to bear.

He aimed his longsword at Song Wanning, his stubborn expression just like when he was a child.

Back then, his master would suppress her cultivation to spar with him. When he couldn’t win, he would muster all his strength to fight back, again and again, refusing to ever admit defeat.

Only this time, his master would no longer go easy on him.

"Bai Yang, I can’t believe you’re still so hopelessly deluded."

Song Wanning shook her head. Even now, Bai Yang still failed to see his own faults.

’In his eyes, it seems, there is only himself.’

But she had no desire to waste any more words on him.

"Now that you have succumbed to demonic influence, you should know what your fate will be."

’I don’t even need an excuse to act. I could cut him down in front of everyone, and no one would question it.’

"Master."

Bai Yang’s demeanor suddenly turned just as cold. His tone was utterly detached.

But a closer look revealed the madness roiling in his eyes.

"You should also know that you can’t kill me!!!"

He puffed out his chest, not a trace of fear in his eyes.

’Now that the mask was off, he no longer needed to show Song Wanning any respect.’

’She wants to kill me?’

’Hah, in her dreams!’

’Has she forgotten that I’m the Heavenly Dao’s Son?’

’When the Heavenly Punishment descends, Song Wanning will be the only one to suffer.’

At this thought, his smile grew even more smug.

"If you let me go now, you can avoid being struck by lightning. Consider it this disciple’s final act of filial piety to you."

"But if you remain so stubbornly blind, don’t blame me when the lightning strikes you dead!"

He looked like a petty villain who had just gotten his way, all pretense dropped.

Song Wanning’s lips twitched. She glanced back at Ye Chuxue and tsked.

"Ye Chuxue, just look at him. What kind of trash did you set your sights on?"

"It’s a good thing you broke things off with him and severed his halo of good fortune. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t be able to kill him."

Her words left both Ye Chuxue and Bai Yang completely stunned.

"What do you mean by that?"

The two asked in unison.

"What do I mean?"

Song Wanning’s lips curved into a smile. "You’ll understand in a moment."

With that, the longsword in her hand slashed straight toward Bai Yang.

It was long past time to put an end to things between them!