Chapter: 1201
Hong Ye-seol took off her clothes as soon as she arrived at the abandoned house. Then, her dazzling figure appeared.
Hong Ye-seol drew water from the well and poured it over her head. When the cold water touched her skin, goosebumps ran all over her body, but she didn�t pay it any mind and washed herself clean by pouring more water over and over again.
At first glance, her body looked clean without a single flaw, but numerous scars were actually engraved on her naked body. And there are actually a few fresh wounds.
Hong Ye-seol fetched the ointment in the clothes she had taken off and applied it to her wounds. Then the bleeding on her wounds stopped.
�It hurts.�
Hong Ye-seol wrinkled the tip of her nose and looked at her new wounds.
It wasn�t a light wound that could simply be dismissed. But since she�s a person who�s used to the pain, she could endure this much. But if any other normal person suffered the same injury, they would surely die.
But since Hong Ye-seol is not an ordinary person, she did not blink an eye even as she experienced such a wound.
�Those goddamn taoists. No matter what I did, how can they scar a woman�s body like this.�
Hong Ye-seol cursed the Wudang sect taoists who hurt her.
Sang-jin pursued her with the Wudang sect�s Seven Swords.
It was impossible to face them head-on.
The Wudang sect�s Seven Swords are already too much to handle. What more if she faces Sang-jin, who is be said to be the Wudang sect�s Number One Sword. It would be an act of suicide.
So she fled with all her might.
Fortunately, she had a knack for escape.
After overcoming the danger of death several times, she was able to shake off Sang-jin and the Wudang sect�s Seven Swords. In return, she suffered minor injuries.�
But she had no choice but to endure this much. This was already a cheap price to pay for turning the Wudang sect of the world upside down.
Hong Ye-seol entered the abandoned house naked.
A bundle of clothes she had prepared in advance was hidden in a corner of the house. When the bundle was unpacked, a simple suit was revealed.
Hong Ye-seol came out after putting on a light suit.
She applied a specially made perfume to her body to completely erase the distinctive wild chrysanthemum scent.
There are times in Jianghu where people with a crazy talent for tracking people by smell appear. So she had to eliminate the possibility of being tracked through smell by erasing her scent.�
The atmosphere of Hong Ye-seol, who had changed clothes, had completely changed.
Her cool eyes, tightly closed lips, and expressionless face was completely different from her appearance as a singer in the Wudang Mountain.
The last thing she took was a booklet that was in the clothes she had taken off.
Strength Grinding Demonic Martial Arts.1
It was an item she stole from the Wudang sect�s warehouse at the risk of her life.
Now, the only thing left to do is to deliver this booklet to the request.
Hong Ye-seol wrinkled her nose and muttered,
�But it smells bad.� JrNovels.com
Hong Ye-seol drew water from the well and poured it over her head. When the cold water touched her skin, goosebumps ran all over her body, but she didn�t pay it any mind and washed herself clean by pouring more water over and over again.
At first glance, her body looked clean without a single flaw, but numerous scars were actually engraved on her naked body. And there are actually a few fresh wounds.
Hong Ye-seol fetched the ointment in the clothes she had taken off and applied it to her wounds. Then the bleeding on her wounds stopped.
�It hurts.�
Hong Ye-seol wrinkled the tip of her nose and looked at her new wounds.
It wasn�t a light wound that could simply be dismissed. But since she�s a person who�s used to the pain, she could endure this much. But if any other normal person suffered the same injury, they would surely die.
But since Hong Ye-seol is not an ordinary person, she did not blink an eye even as she experienced such a wound.
�Those goddamn taoists. No matter what I did, how can they scar a woman�s body like this.�
Hong Ye-seol cursed the Wudang sect taoists who hurt her.
Sang-jin pursued her with the Wudang sect�s Seven Swords.
It was impossible to face them head-on.
The Wudang sect�s Seven Swords are already too much to handle. What more if she faces Sang-jin, who is be said to be the Wudang sect�s Number One Sword. It would be an act of suicide.
So she fled with all her might.
Fortunately, she had a knack for escape.
After overcoming the danger of death several times, she was able to shake off Sang-jin and the Wudang sect�s Seven Swords. In return, she suffered minor injuries.�
But she had no choice but to endure this much. This was already a cheap price to pay for turning the Wudang sect of the world upside down.
Hong Ye-seol entered the abandoned house naked.
A bundle of clothes she had prepared in advance was hidden in a corner of the house. When the bundle was unpacked, a simple suit was revealed.
Hong Ye-seol came out after putting on a light suit.
She applied a specially made perfume to her body to completely erase the distinctive wild chrysanthemum scent.
There are times in Jianghu where people with a crazy talent for tracking people by smell appear. So she had to eliminate the possibility of being tracked through smell by erasing her scent.�
The atmosphere of Hong Ye-seol, who had changed clothes, had completely changed.
Her cool eyes, tightly closed lips, and expressionless face was completely different from her appearance as a singer in the Wudang Mountain.
The last thing she took was a booklet that was in the clothes she had taken off.
Strength Grinding Demonic Martial Arts.1
It was an item she stole from the Wudang sect�s warehouse at the risk of her life.
Now, the only thing left to do is to deliver this booklet to the request.
Hong Ye-seol wrinkled her nose and muttered,
�But it smells bad.� JrNovels.com
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