The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 243: Song Meilin In Danger!

While Su Mo and Yang Qingxi were making their way to the meeting point, they had no idea that the person who came to receive them was currently facing a life-and-death situation.

A woman who appeared to be in her thirties stood amidst the snowy forest. She wore a blue robe with the emblem of the White Moon Sect embroidered on her back. A short sword rested firmly in her hand as she stared ahead with a serious expression.

Cold sweat trickled down her forehead.

At this moment, she was surrounded by six Grade Two Pishachas.

The twisted creatures lingered among the trees from different directions, their crimson eyes fixed on her figure. Black Yin Energy seeped from their bodies, staining the surrounding snow with an ominous aura.

The woman’s grip on her sword tightened slightly.

’This is troublesome...’

Her eyes swept across the six monsters while rapidly calculating her chances.

’How did so many powerful Pishachas gather so close to the sect?’

’The situation has become far more dangerous than expected.’

Her expression remained calm, but inwardly she felt increasing pressure.

’With my strength, fighting two is possible.’

’Three would already be difficult.’

’Six...’

The answer was obvious.

She couldn’t fight them head-on.

Not alone.

’I need to find a breakthrough.’

’Otherwise, I’m finished.’

Then another thought surfaced in her mind, causing her expression to become even uglier.

’I hope those two haven’t arrived yet.’

’Damn it, Qingyun!’

The woman standing there was none other than Song Meilin, the acquaintance Yang Qingyun had mentioned to Yang Qingxi.

When Yang Qingyun first contacted her, Song Meilin had rejected the request outright.

The current situation around White Moon Sect was unstable. Strange incidents were occurring more frequently, and even the sect was under increasing pressure.

This wasn’t the right time for visitors.

However, Yang Qingyun hadn’t seemed concerned in the slightest.

She said the visitors were her daughter and future son-in-law. Both were very strong. There was no need to worry.

Remembering those words now made Song Meilin feel a headache coming on.

Just because they were talented didn’t mean they should be sent running around dangerous places.

Since when had Qingyun become so reckless?

Even if they were geniuses, they were still juniors.

How powerful could they be?

At most, they should be around Wu Lao’s level.

Thinking that Yang Qingyun might actually allow two young people to wander into the Frostspine Mountains during such a dangerous period made Song Meilin feel both angry and helpless.

Afterwards, she had immediately sent another message explaining the seriousness of the situation.

The dangers around White Moon Sect had already exceeded what ordinary Foundation Building cultivators could handle.

She specifically warned Yang Qingyun not to send them.

Later, when the message showed as read, Song Meilin finally relaxed.

She assumed Qingyun had come to her senses.

Who would’ve thought the woman hadn’t actually read it at all?

Earlier today, Yang Qingyun had casually contacted her again.

Not only had she ignored the warning completely, but she had even informed Song Meilin that her daughter and future son-in-law should already be nearing the meeting point.

She even asked Song Meilin to receive them.

The moment Song Meilin heard those words, she almost stood up in shock.

At the time, Elder Zhu had said that he had some ’important matters’ to discuss with her.

Unfortunately, she didn’t hear another word afterwards.

A single thought completely occupied her mind.

Those two youngsters might actually be walking into danger.

Without wasting a second, she immediately rushed out of the sect.

Her original intention was simple.

Find them before they wandered too deep into the dangerous areas. Then escort them safely back.

Even if they insisted on visiting White Moon Sect, they could at least wait until the situation stabilised.

Unfortunately, things rarely went according to plan.

Just a mountain past the meeting point, she encountered this group of Pishachas.

A total of six.

Song Meilin’s brows furrowed slightly.

She hadn’t seen such a formation in decades.

The last time something similar happened, she wasn’t alone.

She had fellow disciples beside her and Elders supporting from the rear. There had been people she could rely on.

Now, however, she stood alone.

Those six Pishachas quietly maintained their encirclement, cutting off every possible route of retreat.

The surrounding atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.

The wind blew through the trees. Snow drifted silently.

Yet the forest felt strangely quiet.

As if waiting for the battle to begin.

Song Meilin slowly exhaled.

If she couldn’t break through the encirclement or send a distress signal back to the sect, she might actually die here today.

The thought crossed her mind briefly. Then disappeared.

Worrying about death wouldn’t solve anything.

She had survived countless dangers throughout her cultivation journey. This wouldn’t be the first.

Nor would she allow it to become the last.

The short sword in her hand released a faint hum as spiritual energy flowed into it.

Song Meilin raised the blade. Her gaze swept across the six Pishachas coldly.

There wasn’t a trace of fear in her eyes.

Nor was there any intention of retreating.

If a path couldn’t be found, then she would carve one out herself.

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The moment Song Meilin raised her sword, the six Grade Two Pishachas moved simultaneously.

The snowy forest erupted into chaos.

One Pishacha charged from the front while another circled behind the trees. The remaining four spread out instinctively, forming a loose encirclement that denied her any straightforward escape route.

Song Meilin’s expression remained calm.

Years of battle experience immediately allowed her to grasp the situation.

Running blindly was useless.

The moment she exposed an opening, the Pishachas would pounce from every direction.

Instead of retreating, she stepped forward.

Her sword flashed.

Clang!

The blade collided with a Pishacha’s claw. Sparks exploded outward as the impact shook her arm.

The monster’s strength was no weaker than that of a Foundation Building cultivator.

Before the other Pishachas could close in, Song Meilin twisted her body and unleashed Crescent Split Kick.