If Fu Liuyun had known Mo Qingcheng's thoughts at this moment, he would have probably cursed himself for being blind.
The onlookers on the street, seeing that there was no more excitement to be had, dispersed in twos and threes.
Today's news was too shocking; they had to rush out and spread it.
Soon, only Qing'e, kneeling on the ground, and Mo Qingcheng, filled with hatred, remained at the entrance of the Fengyun Merchant House.
"Miss, my... my legs... are almost numb. Please... help me."
Qing'e had been kneeling for nearly three to four hours, her consciousness beginning to blur.
Mo Qingcheng, partially deranged, became furious upon hearing Qing'e's voice.
She walked up, slapped Qing'e hard, and cursed fiercely, "Bitch, you're the one who ruined me!"
Qing'e, already groggy, was knocked to the ground by Mo Qingcheng's slap.
She jolted awake, her hazy consciousness clearing slightly.
But before she could speak, Mo Qingcheng began kicking and beating her.
"Bitch, now I have nothing. Are you satisfied?"
"Bitch, if it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this?"
"Bitch, Master doesn't want me anymore, and the Mo family probably won't keep me. Are you satisfied now!"
"Bitch..."
The light in Qing'e's eyes gradually dimmed, and she soon fell into a complete coma.
Mo Qingcheng continued kicking and beating her for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, finally stopping with a sense of satisfaction.
She looked at the unconscious Qing'e on the ground, spat hatefully, cursed the ignorant fool, and then looked resentfully in the direction Zi Linling had left.
"Zi Linling, I will tear you into a thousand pieces! I will tear you into a thousand pieces! I will tear you into a thousand pieces!"
Mo Qingcheng's mournful and resentful voice echoed in the air, while a wisp of dark energy flashed in her eyes.
Oh, and there was also the King of Hell, Ye Lingyuan.
Thinking of Ye Lingyuan, a chilling smile curved Mo Qingcheng's lips as she said, "Ye Lingyuan, one day, I will make you kneel at my feet and obey my command!"
But no matter how fiercely she gnashed her teeth in hatred, she could not resolve her current predicament.
Fortunately, after venting, she slowly calmed down and began to ponder her next move.
She couldn't return to the Mo family for now.
Given her father Mo Youwei's personality, he would definitely tie her up and send her to the Underworld King's mansion within minutes, leaving her to the King of Hell's disposal.
But if not the Mo family, where else could she go?
Never mind, she would go back to the Liuyun Sect first.
Although Fu Liuyun had given up on her, it was out of helplessness.
She believed that as long as she could resolve the threat from Ye Lingyuan's side, Fu Liuyun would still acknowledge her as a disciple.
However, resolving Ye Lingyuan's threat was not easy.
What to do?
Just then, a cold voice sounded in her mind, "If you are willing to sell me your soul, I will not only help you solve this problem, but I can also help you become a true powerhouse."
Mo Qingcheng was startled and looked around vigilantly, "Who?"
"Heh heh! Young lady, don't be so nervous. Who I am is not important. What's important is that I can help you solve your current problem."
A cold sneer crossed Mo Qingcheng's face, "You have a way?"
The voice answered without hesitation, "Of course!"
Mo Qingcheng's heart wavered, but with her cunning, how could she believe him so easily?
"I don't even know who you are, Immortal Fairy. Why should I trust you?"
"Heh heh! You are quite cunning, young lady! Fine, it won't hurt to tell you. I am Yue Wudi, the former Demon Lord of the Demon Race!"
Demon Race? Demon Lord?
Mo Qingcheng was stunned. What was this?
It wasn't that she was ignorant, but the classics she had read on the Tianyuan Continent contained no records of the Demon Race.
And those books that recorded the Demon Race were inaccessible to ordinary people.
Therefore, the people of the Tianyuan Continent had no idea what the Demon Race was!
Yue Wudi's face darkened, but to continue tempting Mo Qingcheng, he patiently said, "I am not a thing; I am the former Demon Lord of the Demon Race!"
However, after saying this, Yue Wudi felt something was wrong.
Mo Qingcheng was startled. How did he know what she was thinking?
"Young lady, I am in your body right now. Naturally, I can know what you are thinking."
Mo Qingcheng's face changed dramatically. When did someone, or rather, a Demon Lord, inhabit her body?
Wasn't this equivalent to handing her life over to someone else?
Her face darkened, and she coldly shouted, "Get out of my body immediately!"
Yue Wudi sneered inwardly. If he weren't just a remnant soul, unable to seize souls, why would he be patiently negotiating with Mo Qingcheng?
Alas, to preserve this wisp of soul, he endured.
He said in a gentle voice, "Young lady, don't be so fierce. I will not harm you; on the contrary, I will help you."
Mo Qingcheng asked cautiously, "Is that so? How will you help me?"
Yue Wudi smiled and said, "I have something called the 'Harmony Powder.' As long as you can successfully give it to that man named Ye Lingyuan, he will fall in love with you and become loyal to you."
Mo Qingcheng sneered, "Harmony Powder? Why would you give away something so good so easily?"
Yue Wudi sneered inwardly, but his voice remained gentle, "That's why I need you to sell me your soul."
Once I swallow your soul, I can repair my remnant soul. In return, I can help you kill those two.
Although Mo Qingcheng didn't know Yue Wudi's true intentions, how could she easily sell her soul to someone?
A sharp glint flickered in her eyes, "How do I know if you're telling the truth?"
Yue Wudi smiled, "I never lie!"
Because those who made me lie became my food!
"It sounds good!"
A flicker of longing crossed Mo Qingcheng's eyes.
If she could truly make Ye Lingyuan fall in love with her, everything she faced would be easily resolved.
Yue Wudi thought he had persuaded her and was overjoyed, about to speak when he heard Mo Qingcheng say, "However... I never intended to sell my soul! If you give it to me for free, I might accept it gladly!"
Yue Wudi was stunned, his anger surging. This bitch dared to play him!
Unfortunately, his current strength was less than a tenth of its peak, and he could do nothing to Mo Qingcheng, so he could only threaten, "Young lady, think carefully. Without my help, even if you don't die by the rules of heaven, you will die at the hands of Ye Lingyuan."
Mo Qingcheng said coldly, "That's my business! You'd better get out of my body quickly!"
Yue Wudi's voice also turned cold. If his strength were still intact, he would have swallowed Mo Qingcheng's soul without hesitation.
But now, he could only rage, "Bitch, I'm trying to help you out of goodwill, and you're ungrateful! I want to see how you escape this calamity."