Chapter 5572: Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey 3
Qiao Mu coldly stared at her painfully contorted, ugly face, and uttered three simple words, "So ugly."
Aunt Mei almost fainted from rage.
She hated it most when people called her ugly to her face.
Although she wasn't beautiful, her strength was decent.
After so many years in the Saint Domain, she had managed quite well, becoming a disciple of the Silver Emissary, and was widely respected.
Now, this stoic-face dared to humiliate her like this!
The anger in Aunt Mei's heart surged again, her entire face twisting in distortion.
Qiao Mu merely gave her a cold glance, then raised her hand.
From her fingertips emerged agile green wooden vines, snaking forward like serpents, savagely piercing and striking through Aunt Mei's body.
"Ah—" Aunt Mei shrieked terribly.
Her eyes, filled with terror, stared at Qiao Mu, and she stammered, trembling, "You, you..."
Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out. She could now truly feel her life force slowly draining from her body.
Qiao Mu expressionlessly retracted the penetrating green vines, and her face, full of mockery, swept over Aunt Mei.
"Do you think you'll still be alive to walk out of this gate today?"
"Filthy thing! Later, I'll even have to clean up your foul blood!" Qiao Mu's eyes blazed with fury. With a wave of her hand, dozens more green vines emerged, fiercely impaling Aunt Mei's body again.
Aunt Mei could clearly hear the cracking sounds of her bones being pierced.
Her body, now in the hands of the little stoic-face, was almost like a torn rag, at anyone's mercy.
Aunt Mei, hanging by a thread from a bowl-thick vine, her eyes filled with immense resentment, snarled, "Stoic-face! One day you will pay for this!"
A wisp of Aunt Mei's spiritual consciousness suddenly emerged from her Sea of Consciousness, transforming into a gust of wind and fiercely rushing towards the outside of the formation.
At that critical moment, this spiritual consciousness unexpectedly paused in mid-air.
In that fleeting instant, Qiao Mu raised her hand, and countless streams of water enveloped the wisp of spiritual consciousness.
"Ah, ahhh!" Aunt Mei shrieked miserably again, her eyes almost bulging out as she stared fixedly in Qiao Mu's direction, crying out in terror, "No, no! No!!"
"I, I surrender, I, I give in, I've given in... Ah!" A tearing pain surged from her Sea of Consciousness.
Aunt Mei fiercely thrashed her head, terrified to realize that her Sea of Consciousness was slowly disappearing, and her inner world was gradually disintegrating.
The items stored in her inner world tumbled out with a clatter.
Soon, a pile of roughly ten cubic meters of items accumulated beneath the lush vegetation.
"Was it fun?" Qiao Mu asked with a cold expression.
"I have no prior grievance with you! Yet, driven by a bit of personal desire, a spark of jealousy and hatred, you thought to bring people to harm Qiao Qiao's Lian and the others! You heartless scum, what right do you have to cry and beg for mercy in front of me?"
If Qiao Qiao hadn't been strong enough today, capable of controlling everything present.
Then the one kneeling here, weeping and screaming in agony, would have been Qiao Qiao herself!
They truly had no prior enmity.
There was just too much causeless hostility and hatred in this world!
Qiao Mu gave Aunt Mei a cold glance. The Astonishing Rainbow Dagger suddenly slid out from her Sea of Consciousness, granting her a swift end.
To her dying breath, Aunt Mei couldn't understand. All she did today was follow Aunt Zhao to gain some benefits, so how could she... end up dead on the spot?
She died with wide, unwilling eyes.