Chapter 227: Chapter 226: I’ll Also Make You Regret Being a Woman

"No, this can’t be real, can it?"

Qi Chaoyu was completely stunned by the scene unfolding inside the villa.

The girl was so young—she looked like she might not even be an adult yet.

And with that sweet face,

it was hard to connect her to such a bizarre incident involving the Papermen.

’If I had such an adorable sister,’ Qi Chaoyu thought, ’I’d treat her like the apple of my eye and dote on her endlessly.’

Anyone would become utterly devoted to a sister like her.

However, neither Chu He nor Yumizakura responded to his question.

They simply watched quietly as the situation inside the villa unfolded.

Inside the villa,

several sheets of Yellow Paper floated beneath the girl’s feet. Her body seemed weightless as she stood barefoot upon them.

Her feet were perfection itself. The arches of her insteps were graceful and flawless.

Her toes looked as if a master artisan had meticulously carved them from the finest white jade, and her skin was as smooth as silk.

But one thing was exceedingly strange: her entire body had a texture remarkably similar to the Yellow Paper,

yet she was so lifelike it was baffling.

"That girl’s name is Gao Liceng. I once presented her with an award myself.

Since the day she enrolled, she’s placed first in the annual assessment every single year.

One could say she is the most talented and outstanding student in the entire history of the Huamen Martial Arts Academy.

But I never, ever imagined that the true culprit behind the Paperman incident would be Gao Liceng."

Huang Haibo’s eyes narrowed, his expression unsettled as he spoke.

’There was something else I couldn’t understand. Every student has to give their all during the assessment.

If she possessed some Mysterious Power, there’s no way she could have hidden it from the examiners.

But Gao Liceng has never shown any anomalies in any of the yearly assessments.

That leaves only one possibility: Gao Liceng only recently gained control of this Mysterious Power involving paper.

But how could she possess such immense strength after controlling this power for such a short time?

Could it be that Gao Liceng isn’t just exceptionally talented in Martial Arts,

but that she also possesses extraordinary potential when it comes to Mysterious Power?’

"The Martial Arts Academy cultivated you, and this is how you repay us?"

Huang Qiucheng demanded, staring at Gao Liceng with hatred.

"Cultivated me?

Don’t you think that’s a huge joke, coming from you?"

Gao Liceng retorted with a contemptuous smile.

"So you’re just an ungrateful wretch. I should have had my father sell you off long ago, sold you to the filthiest brothel, 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

to be a plaything for those greasy, pot-bellied men, trapped for the rest of your life."

Huang Qiucheng cursed, her voice filled with venom.

"You see? A few simple words are all it takes to reveal your true nature—one worse than any animal.

I came here today to deliver justice."

In the dim, oppressive atmosphere, Gao Liceng’s every movement was captivating.

She slowly raised her hands, her fingers like sculpted snow. Her fingertips glowed with a faint silver light, looking all the more mysterious in the dim, yellow glow of the room.

Following a nearly inaudible hum, her fingers crooked in a near-provocative gesture,

and she beckoned lightly toward Huang Qiucheng.

Instantly, a strange ripple disturbed the air.

Then, rings of pale yellow light began to emerge from the edges of Huang Qiucheng’s skin,

like the first rays of dawn, yet they carried an undeniable and ominous strangeness.

The lights danced and trembled across the surface of her skin, moving as if they were alive.

They twisted and warped, finally coalescing into sheets of ancient, yellowed paper with uneven edges.

The sheets of Yellow Paper seemed to come to life, circling and dancing in the air before adhering themselves to Huang Qiucheng’s body with an irresistible force.

Each piece of paper felt like a cold, sharp blade, piercing through her clothes to the skin beneath and bringing with it an unprecedented, bone-chilling cold.

The cold was absolute, as if drawn from the springs of the deepest abyss,

instantly seeping into every inch of Huang Qiucheng’s flesh and making her body tremble uncontrollably.

Even more terrifying, the cold didn’t just linger on the surface.

As if alive, it seeped through her pores, her blood vessels, even the very cracks in her bones, threatening to freeze her entire being in its eternal, eerie chill.

Huang Qiucheng’s breaths grew ragged and difficult. The blood in her veins seemed to slow, as if about to turn to frost.

The very air around them seemed to congeal.

All that remained was the faint rustle of the Yellow Paper as it stuck to her skin and the low moans escaping Huang Qiucheng’s lips from the biting cold.

"Courting death!"

Seeing Gao Liceng dare to attack his own daughter right in front of him,

Huang Haibo was filled with such rage that he let out a cold sneer.

His movement was startlingly abrupt. His palm slammed into Huang Qiucheng’s back like a sledgehammer.

For an instant, the very air seemed to tremble from the force of the blow.

As his palm struck, a series of bizarre, grayish-brown Hand Seals appeared on Huang Qiucheng’s skin.

These Hand Seals varied in depth, their edges blurry and indistinct,

like spectral marks appearing in the dead of night, utterly chilling to behold.

It was as if some unseen, mysterious entity was leaving indelible marks upon Huang Qiucheng’s body in a most unnatural way.

Simultaneously,

it was as if a slumbering beast had awoken within Huang Qiucheng’s body. A Mysterious Power—just as cold, yet brimming with vigorous Life Force—erupted from within her.

This power was like a living current within a frozen stream;

though still bone-chilling, it carried a bizarre Life Force.

It surged wildly, clashing violently with the Yellow Paper that clung to her body.

The Yellow Paper was battered by this power as if caught in an irresistible storm.

Sheet after sheet was violently torn to shreds, the pieces scattering in every direction.

A scent blending the ancient with the putrid filled the air.

As the grayish-brown Hand Seals spread across Huang Qiucheng’s body,

her body seemed to be undergoing a startling metamorphosis.

With every new Hand Seal that appeared, more of the Yellow Paper was mercilessly stripped away by the force.

As they were torn away,

the sheets of Yellow Paper seemed to emit faint, desperate wails before drifting limply to the floor,

and crumbling into useless scraps.

Huang Qiucheng trembled uncontrollably throughout the ordeal, a shudder born of both terror and relief.

But more than anything, it was the desperate, thankful gasp for freedom.

When the very last piece of Yellow Paper was stripped away, Huang Qiucheng could finally take a deep breath, and she gave a violent shudder.

It was her body’s natural reaction to the extreme duress, a physical release for the terror her soul had just endured.

The light of survival flickered in her eyes.

"You worthless bastard. If my father hadn’t been so soft-hearted back then

and just sold you to those men to be their plaything, none of this would have ever happened.

This time, when I get my hands on you,

I’ll make you regret you were ever born, and I’ll make you regret being born a girl."

Huang Qiucheng snarled, rubbing her arms nonstop.

"Attack. Kill her."

Huang Haibo said nothing more, simply issuing the command toward a certain corner of the villa.