The matron looked at the girl and smirked.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to possess any humanity. But then again, you're a fox. Where would humanity come from? Perhaps you've gone mad from your cultivation! You desire purity, cleanliness, but it's futile. You've seduced so many men, bedded them, drained their essence, and allowed them to be toyed with and consumed by us. You're no longer pure! Hahaha!" the matron declared.
"All of that was coerced. You devoured my first love. At that time, I genuinely loved him, yet you treated him so cruelly. He died, and I couldn't bear the nights without him. So I sought other men. But you forced me to be cruel to them, to drain their essence so they'd be powerless for your amusement, ultimately to be devoured by you! I've been sinning all along, I know I'll face retribution. That's why tonight, I must save this man! I want to use my tainted body to do the most worthwhile thing I can!" the girl said bitterly, with a grim smile.
"Haha, you think you can kill me? You underestimate me! Your sister is also foolish, utterly unaware. You're like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Look at me, my dear. You still don't know my capabilities. Haha!" At this moment, Jian Yumei saw the matron gradually returning to her normal human form. The hairpin inserted into her neck was nowhere to be seen, and her neck seemed unharmed.
"Haha, look at you, my precious. It's a pity you won't survive. You're so beautiful. Your face is so innocent, your body so charming and alluring. Few men can withstand you. Even this man, so resolute in will, was entranced by you. It's a shame you're about to die, while I'll live on. Together with your sister, Ainiang, we'll continue to seek men, absorb their essence, and consume them!" The matron laughed, a chilling sound.
Jian Yumei shuddered. At this moment, he looked at the lifeless body of Meinang in his arms, slowly losing warmth. She gazed at Jian Yumei, her eyes conveying infinite tenderness, yet Jian Yumei knew her body was growing cold.
Meanwhile, the girl struggled, trying to approach Jian Yumei.
Tears streamed down Jian Yumei's face as he rushed over, embracing her too.
"Can you forgive me?" the girl asked.
"You're a good girl. Thank you," Jian Yumei said. At this moment, he understood why he couldn't control himself earlier. He always felt that this girl was a good girl. At that time, her eyes were filled with admiration, a tender feeling that made him very happy. And when she seduced him, her eyes were filled with anticipation and gentleness, a feeling he really liked.
She gave herself to him, not for the first time, but out of love for him. Hu Meinang also loved him.
Jian Yumei felt like it was a dream, but a dream couldn't be so real.
He held both girls tightly in his arms, watching as they slowly closed their eyes.
At this moment, Hu Ainiang felt infinite jealousy. "Mother, I can't stand this. I don't want to watch them like this. I want to go over and devour him!" she exclaimed.
"Let them bid farewell. After all, your sister and Meinang have lived together with us for so long! Let them depart peacefully!" the matron said.
Jian Yumei looked at the person, realizing how complex a life could be. Even a cruel person still retained a hint of humanity, or rather, fox nature.
Jian Yumei sighed. He thought, even if he couldn't escape today, being with two dear friends would be a kind of happiness.
At this moment, the matron coldly said, "You're doomed. They're gone!"
Jian Yumei felt their coldness already. He watched as they slowly faded away. In an instant, the two girls in his arms had vanished into thin air.
Jian Yumei slowly stood up. "Come on, I'll be waiting for you!" He picked up the sword belonging to Hu Meinang from the ground and pointed it at the matron.
Jian Yumei raised the sword. At this moment, he knew he was facing a demon who had cultivated for hundreds of years. The only thing he could do was to fight her.
If only Master were here, Jian Yumei thought with a bitter smile. He knew there were still many things he hadn't learned. If he had, he wouldn't have been unable to subdue a demon who had lived for hundreds of years.
He remembered the peach wood sword and the Taoist symbols. But Jian Yumei knew they would be of no use against such a demon. It wasn't that the peach wood sword and symbols were ineffective; it was his own lack of power.
Those peach wood swords and symbols would be most effective when used by someone with high cultivation. A skilled practitioner could easily subdue a thousand-year-old demon with a single talisman. But for him, they were useless. The demon could easily defeat him and make a mockery of him.
As Jian Yumei pondered how to defeat the demon, he realized his own spell cultivation was insufficient. While he had practiced martial arts diligently and was already quite skilled, even surpassing most martial artists, he still fell short in capturing demons
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"I'll fight you!" Jian Yumei shouted bravely, then unleashed all the steel needles at the demon. In that moment, he propelled himself backward, bursting out of the house through the window and sprinting away with all his might.
If you can't win, run. That's an eternal truth. Jian Yumei wasn't foolish; he knew he couldn't defeat the demon. He could only find a way to escape.