MTL NOVEL Chapter 13
Chapter 13: Are You the Savior Songstress? Die for Me!
Mo Liushu’s expression was calm, and she did not speak, but her gaze occasionally flicked towards the outside of the sect, as if awaiting something.
“People from the Joyful Union Sect have arrived!”
Someone shouted, immediately drawing everyone’s attention. Mo Liushu’s eyes narrowed, fixating intently.
In the distance, a wave of red light rolled in, resembling a tide of crimson, grand and all-encompassing.
Amidst that splendid haze, two figures walked through the air side by side, gracefully approaching—it was Zhou Tong and the Little Demoness.
This scene stunned the crowd.
The Little Demoness needed no introduction, possessing an otherworldly beauty, unadorned, with no makeup, clad in a flowing red dress, standing against the wind like a celestial being.
However, even with such allure, she could not outshine the youth beside her.
Zhou Tong had a complexion as white as jade, a posture like that of a dragon or phoenix, exuding a refined and understated authority that held an invisible dominance, quietly commanding respect.
“Hiss…”
Some gasped in shock, silently astonished; this aura was not something a youth should possess but rather that of an unparalleled strong warrior who had long experienced invincibility and witnessed the ups and downs of life.
Many of the talented young men and women felt suffocated, recalling how at the last sect conference, they were rendered unable to raise their heads before these two.
Now, these two prodigies walked together—
In a moment, countless wary gazes were cast upon them, yet the two seemed oblivious, landing gracefully.
“Truly a grand display; if one didn’t know better, they might think you were the protagonists!”
At this moment, a sharp voice cut through the air, igniting excitement among others.
They were coming, they were coming… the main event was about to start!
Ge Hongqiu and Jiang Yuyao walked over, wearing mocking smiles, their gazes sweeping over the Little Demoness before settling on Zhou Tong.
“Aren’t you the so-called traitor? You seem quite confident. I thought you would really have some backbone and not return until death!”
“Sister, you’re thinking too highly of him. I already said he would come crawling back within a month, and look, I was right!”
The two looked down upon Zhou Tong, stating, “Today is the day our junior brother becomes the Master’s direct disciple. If you dare to cause trouble, don’t blame us for turning you into a dead dog and tossing you down the mountain!”
Instantly, this place became the center of attention.
Countless gazes were directed here, some curious, some excited, and others laced with mockery.
They were eager to see what choice this once-esteemed youth of the younger generation would make.
On the high platform, Mo Liushu, Tang Qi, and Chen Ling’er observed everything clearly.
“Master, should we intervene? This chaos is too embarrassing.”
Chen Ling’er suddenly spoke up.
“No need. Dealing with this traitor doesn’t require mercy; it’s all his own doing.”
Mo Liushu settled back, understanding Zhou Tong’s character. If he had no reason to be here, he certainly wouldn’t attend Tang Qi’s moment of glory.
Since he had come, it indicated that Zhou Tong had something to seek from the sect, and this time she would temper him well.
“Where did these two foul mouths come from? Disgusting. This lady will clean you up right now!”
The Little Demoness was never mild, advancing towards the two.
“Wait, don’t engage!”
Zhou Tong was quicker, grabbing her wrist.
Seeing this, the two women immediately wore expressions of “just as I thought.”
Zhou Tong was still the same useless person from before. No matter how much they humiliated him, he dared not show any dissatisfaction.
“Are you protecting them?”
The Little Demoness asked, somewhat astonished.
“No…” Zhou Tong shook his head, walking toward the incessantly babbling two.
“Kneel and speak to me!”
Ge Hongqiu mocked, genuinely believing Zhou Tong had come to submit, thinking she could easily toy with him.
Suddenly, Zhou Tong moved, slapping her across the face.
“Smack!”
The sound was loud and powerful, causing everyone to tremble.
The corner of Ge Hongqiu’s mouth split open, and she let out a shrill scream.
“Ah! What are you doing, you garbage?”
“I’m shutting you up, you wench! Feeling good now, hahaha…”
“I’ll kill you!”
The other person went completely mad. For so long, Zhou Tong had pampered her, leading her to develop such an arrogant personality.
Now, with Zhou Tong’s abrupt change in attitude, she erupted in rage, clawing her way forward.
“Hehehe… you really think too highly of yourself. When I treated you well, you could say anything; now that I don’t care for you, you’re nothing! Die for me!”
Even though Zhou Tong’s cultivation had dropped significantly, his current strength was beyond what she could compare to. He struck hard, kicking her in the abdomen.
“Ah…!”
Ge Hongqiu was sent flying, her eyes bulging, crashing to the ground like a broken sack.
This scene deeply impacted Jiang Yuyao, who stood nearby.
“Bold! Do you know the difference between us? You’re just a traitor now; we are on different levels. To you, we are like gods!”
Jiang Yuyao shouted angrily, intent on making Zhou Tong recognize his own identity; there was no room for his arrogance here.
“Fuck you, be the savior songstress! You can die too!”
Zhou Tong fully let loose, speaking his mind without holding back. He grabbed Jiang Yuyao by the hair, fiercely slamming her head into the ground!
“Bang!”
“Ah… let go!”
“Are you begging me?” Zhou Tong taunted.
“Dream on!”
“Exactly, wanting me to let go is just a dream!”
The crowd was dumbfounded, never having seen such a ruthless Zhou Tong. Some couldn’t help but tremble.
“Stop it!!”
At that moment, someone finally couldn’t stand to watch any longer.
The space distorted, and Mo Liushu, Chen Ling’er, and Tang Qi suddenly descended here.
Only then did Zhou Tong stop his actions, scanning the others with a calm expression.
“Daring to act fiercely here, you have committed a capital offense!”
Mo Liushu’s voice was cold.
“Stop trying to scare me, old woman!”
The Little Demoness stepped forward, confronting her, “These two wenches provoked the Joyful Union Sect first; if they get beaten to death, it’s their own fault. If you disagree, go ask my Master!”
As soon as this was said, everyone recalled the female demoness, Mu Ran Ya, shivering involuntarily.
Despite claims that she had lost her former power, no one dared to offend her.
“Zhou Tong, you are being too reckless! I’m very disappointed in you.”
Chen Ling’er spoke arrogantly, “Mixing with a demoness, you really have fallen!”
“Who do you think you are to lecture me?” Zhou Tong replied disdainfully.
Chen Ling’er lifted her delicate face, “How childish of you! You resort to violence against the junior sisters just to grab my attention. Now that I’m standing here, do you dare hit me?”