Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 42: What’s going on with this couple?

Translator: 549690339

At night, the street was dead quiet.

Only a few households had a glimmer of light seeping out of their windows, the lamps illuminating and showing the way forward for those walking in the darkness.

Yu Qinghan was on her way home, walking leisurely.

Her white clothes were spattered with quite a bit of blood, from afar, it looked as if a few bright plum blossoms had bloomed on a field of white snow.

Her fingers were thin and boneless, so beautiful that they looked like they had never taken a life.

There were no calluses in her palm either.

There used to be, a long time ago when she had just joined the sect, and first stepped onto the battlefield. But over time, as she killed more people, her techniques rapidly improved.

Ever since her halberd technique reached its peak, she wielded the halberd less often, her control over True Qi becoming more proficient, naturally, the calluses disappeared.

Why did she choose the halberd as her weapon?

Of course, because the halberd attacks were swift and broad, it killed more quickly and in greater numbers.

Its momentum was fierce, its withdrawal effortless. Under one halberd sweep, there was no survivor.

“Husband, I’m coming back now.”

Yu Qinghan was in a very good mood. After watching a play in the afternoon, she cleaned up some troublemakers, then went to the bustling market in the evening, and had some snacks.

She had told Zhao Huai when she went out that she might not be home for dinner.

It was a pity that Zhao Huai had to mind the shop, so he couldn’t accompany her.

But it was not urgent, there were long days ahead, and plenty of time.

At this moment, a cold wind blew over, causing the nearby trees to rustle. Yu Qinghan had keen senses. Even the slightest rustle would not escape her eyes.

She stopped, her phoenix eyes narrowed in vigilance as she scrutinized her surroundings.

A shadow glided over the eaves of a nearby rooftop and landed gracefully on the ground.

Yu Qinghan saw the figure in the dim light and revealed a surprised expression, saying,

“Husband?”

Indeed, the man appearing in front of her right now was the elegant and jade-like “Zhao Huai”, who was smiling at her.

However, the smile of this “Zhao Huai” looked somewhat eerie, not so natural. It was just like…

a veneer pulled over his face.

“Madam, I came to take you home.”

Faced with a voice exactly the same (as that of her husband’s), anyone would let down their guard, even in the middle of the night.

Yet, Yu Qinghan still wore a smile, saving, “Husband, didn’t I tell vou to wait

for me at home?”

“I was worried about you being alone.”

The smile on “Zhao Huai” remained unchanged, as he stared foolishly at her.

The cold wind swept past them again.

“Madam, let’s go, it’s late.”

He turned around, his back to Yu Qinghan. His silhouette, in the dim light, had no trace of radiance.

All of a sudden, Yu Qinghan sighed and said,

“You are still not good at pretending. You fall too short.”

“What do you mean?”

“Zhao Huai”‘s smile slowly disappeared as he asked impassively.

“Your eyes are too turbid. My husband’s gaze is the gentlest I’ve ever seen. He’s like a warm breeze in spring, but in your eyes, I see nothing; they’re just like a piece of freezing cold stone.” Yu Qinghan stated lightly.

“Madam really has a sense of humor.”

Yu Qinghan said indifferently, “Stop pretending. How could my husband smell so fragrant? And there’s also a wafting scent of a fox. You are a demon, aren’t you?”

“You are a cultivator.”

“Zhao Huai”‘s tone suddenly turned icy cold.

“You are only realizing now, isn’t it a bit late!”

Yu Qinghan’s eyes were piercing as she clenched her fist, and threw a punch.

This punch was affectionately aimed at his chest, instead of his face.With bellowing True Qi, a faint blue light came into view.

The True Qi within Yu Qinghan was incredibly dense, several times more than that of an ordinary person, and it expanded directly outwards, transforming into a formidable strength.

Caught off guard by this powerful punch, the demon’s skin was abruptly deflated.

A wisp of black smoke flew from it, as if it had been vanquished.

Yu Qinghan’s phoenix eyes narrowed, revealing an extremely dangerous expression.

“A vixen, daring to impersonate my husband, I’ll make you vanish in body and soul.”

Her droplet pendant that dangled at her snow-white neck flickered slightly, and a double-edged bluish halberd appeared in her hands.

Her white robe, embroidered with plum blossoms, billowed in the sweeping violent wind.

Her seemingly frail figure erupted with an overwhelming True Qi.

The black smoke in mid-air formed a fox face, expressing shock and confusion:

“What’s the deal with this couple?”

“Why are they both so powerful?! ”

Her original plan was to use Zhao Huai’s skin to deceive his wife, then control the real Yu Qinghan to deal with Zhao Huai.

In this way, the credibility would be higher.

Because she always seemed to be easily detected by Zhao Huai, and if it was his skin, there was no way she could deceive him.

She had finally learnt from others who that man’s wife was and after a long time of planning, she finally laid in wait.

As a result, this woman turned out to be so formidable!

She was no match for her, and not only was she discovered quickly, but with just one attack, the skin she meticulously crafted was knocked off.

This level of strength was terrifying.

The man with his exceptional skills, his bright eyes leaving her nowhere to hide, his body protected by Taoist talismans, and his sword technique that she couldn’t comprehend at all, cut down her strongest Human Puppet.

The woman, possessed of a frightening brute force, holding a large halberd that looked terrifying, and whose body was inundated by such dense True Vigor, the flux of which shattered her demonic qi. Could she be a cultivator at the Initiation Stage?

Having been a demon for so many years, it was rare to find someone this hard to deal with.

“Die.

With a swing of Yu Qinghan’s halberd, it flew towards the sky, with speed like a flash of lightning.

Despite the heavy weapon in her hand, she lifted it as if it were light as a feather.

A clanging sound echoed.

The black qi was directly pinned to the ground.

“A duplicate?”

Yu Qinghan approached and saw that the demonic qi before her was so weak that she couldn’t help but suspect that the real body of the demon was not here.

The blue halberd manifested a faint glow, its tip resonating with spiritual qi, firmly locking in the black qi.

The fox face on the ground voiced its puzzlement:

“Your robust True Qi is akin to an Initiation Stage cultivator, so why aren’t you using magic?”

Yu Qinghan gave her an odd look and said indifferently,

“I have just started refining qi.”

The fox’s astonished expression didn’t last very long.

The very next second, it was crushed into powder by Yu Qinghan’s foot.

Yu Qinghan took a glance at the deflated skin on the ground and the mud ball eyes, then looked towards the dim street, where she could faintly see that Huai’s Pawnshop was engulfed in darkness.

Her husband was indeed not at home, and the demon had made a move against her. There must be a trick to it, and she couldn’t let this go.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes narrowed.

With her slender fingers, she picked up the skin from the ground. True Qi whirled at her fingertips – she was obviously casting some magic.

In a short while, a black guiding thread appeared before her eyes.

“You can’t escape.”

Yu Qinghan’s figure disappeared into the night, heading in the direction of the Drunken Flower Tavern.

ps: Another chapter will be out tomorrow morning, everyone should sleep early.

The update time is usually after twelve noon, important plot developments might be a bit later, after all, I need to ensure the quality, and everyone is encouraged to catch up with the reading. I suppose I’m not nagging you too frequently about this..