The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story Chapter 232: Serves You Right

Chapter 232: Serves You Right
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The last word was deliberately drawn out, cynical and clever.
Last time, when Shangqing Spiritual Master came to the Marquis Mansion to treat Madam Gu, Gu Yanfei could tell that he wasn’t a fake Taoist priest. He was talented, had spiritual roots, and had some true ability. If not for the fact that the spiritual energy in this small world was too weak, he could have drawn spiritual energy into his body.
Unfortunately, he was anxious to succeed and had evil intentions!
“1n this life, you’re no longer fated to cultivate the Tao.” Gu Yanfei shook her head. Her eyes were as clear and indifferent as water, and there was a transcendence in her expression.
She was an inch shorter than Shangqing Spiritual Master, but at this moment, Shangqing Spiritual Master inexplicably felt as if she was above the clouds, looking down at him.
They were so close, but they seemed so far apart, as if they were separated by a door called the Tao. She had entered the Tao, and he was still outside that door.
Shangqing Spiritual Master was in a daze for a moment. It was as if he had been seen through by those bright eyes. His experiences, his realm, and his secrets...
The other party was the sea, and he was just a clear stream that could be seen by everyone.
All these years, he had always looked down on others and others had always worshiped him.
And now, such a teenage girl actually made him feel pressured and unable to hide.
He had devoted himself to cultivating for decades before he finally achieved small success. He was proficient in five scriptures and six armors and was proficient in talismans and alchemy. However, in front of her, these weren’t worth mentioning at all!
Shangqing Spiritual Master’s heart tightened. The trace of coldness in his body spread rapidly, binding him tightly like a huge ice net.
His expression went from shock and confusion to at a loss, fear, and uneasiness... In the end, he held on, maintaining a precarious shell.
‘Nonsense,” Shangqing Spiritual Master forced himself to meet Gu Yanfei’s eyes and said coldly.
Even though he felt a little uneasy, he still didn’t believe it. He didn’t want to believe it, nor did he dare to believe it.
Bits of snowflakes floated on his black, silver-haired hair, as if they had added a few silver strands to him, adding to his old appearance.
As for Gu Yanfei’s head, Gu Yuan had already eagerly held up a tung oil umbrella for her to block the wind and snow outside.
Gu Yanfei stroked her chin and tilted her face to look at Shangqing Spiritual Master. She said slowly and firmly, ‘You haven’t made any progress in the past few years, right?”
Cracks appeared on the mask of the Shangqing Spiritual Master again. Shock was written on his face, and then it turned to fear.
She had hit the nail on the head!
For a moment, Shangqing Spiritual Master felt as if he had returned to the time when he was young and looked up at his master from outside the Wuliang Temple.
She wasn’t on the same level as him at all.
Gu Yanfei chuckled. Her laughter was like silver bells and a spring breeze. Her smile was sly, lively, and lazy.
She said indifferently, “You deserve it!”
A gust of cold wind blew past, blowing away the fine snow in the air. It splashed onto the face of Shangqing Spiritual Master, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on him.
‘How dare you!” Shangqing Spiritual Master’s face turned red. Veins popped up on his forehead, making his face look a little ferocious. He was a completely different person from his usual aloof appearance.
The rising anger in his body erupted at this moment.
He flew into a rage out of humiliation and raised the horsetail whisk in his hand to swing it at Gu Yanfei’s face. The long silver thread drew an arc like a shooting star.
‘Swoosh!”
The silver short sword was drawn from its sheath. A cold silver light flashed, as fast as lightning.
In the next moment, the countless silver threads on the horsetail whisk were cut by a sharp blade.
The silver threads were instantly blown away by the cold wind and danced in the sky with the white and crystalline snow in the air. Some were blown to the branches of the cypress trees, some floated to the top of the wall, some floated to the ground, and some were blown further and further away...
The scene was as beautiful as a dream.
The horsetail whisk in Shangqing Spiritual Master’s hand was only left with a slender handle made of black iron and was now completely bare.
He stood frozen in place in a daze, his eyes almost bulging. His face alternated between green, white, and purple.
There was silence for a moment, making the sound of the wind seem louder.
“It’s too late!”
Gu Yanfei gently flicked the short sword in her hand. The blade buzzed, and a silver thread hanging from the sword floated down.
She drawled leisurely, making Shangqing Spiritual Master’s heart tremble.
Thud! Thud!
Shangqing Spiritual Master’s heart suddenly raced, and he had a bad feeling.
Too late? What on earth was too late?
“What... what do you mean?” Shangqing Spiritual Master’s eyes widened as he glared at Gu Yanfei. His tone was sharp and urgent.
Gu Yanfei said indifferently, “It’s against the heavens to force a dead person to stay in the mortal world.”
Although this small world’s Heaven’s Will wasn’t very likable!
With a cool flick of her hand, she casually drew a beautiful sword and nimbly sheathed the short sword.
The cloak fell, covering the scabbard tightly. It returned to its usual casual appearance, and its sharp light disappeared.
Meeting Shangqing Spiritual Master’s uncertain eyes, Gu Yanfei added, “The dead should go to the place of the dead.’
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Her voice was neutral and carried to everyone.
Murong Yong’s heart beat violently twice, and his eyes darkened, unable to hide the malicious aura within.
Grandma couldn’t die.
His dark eyes looked at Gu Yunzhen, who was standing beside Gu Yanfei, and he subconsciously took two steps towards her..