The Battle After Eighteen Years

"Destiny? How could this be their destiny? No one's destiny should be like this. They are all victims. They originally had beautiful futures, happy lives. But now, everything has turned to ashes, and they bear the burden they shouldn't have at their age. The one who truly deserves to die is Zheng Chusheng, he is the real monster. Damn it, even in death, he continues to cause harm. Wenchong, I silently curse his entire family," said Wen Qing.

"Where is Zheng Chusheng sealed?" asked Ye Xirou, flipping her long hair with a cold expression. She was determined to eradicate Zheng Chusheng completely. Despite being the young lady of the Ye family, naturally cold and proud, she still had a sense of righteousness. Even if she only heard about the girls' experiences, it pained her deeply, and she sympathized with them.

Zheng Chusheng regarded himself as an emperor, acting without restraint, resembling a tyrant choosing his concubines. If such a person were to become a supernatural being, countless mortals would suffer. The eight young girls had sealed him within the school for eighteen years, bringing great merits to Jiangcheng. They were the heroes of Jiangcheng, the heroes of humanity. Ye Xirou felt obliged to help them.

"This office connects to the place where he is sealed," explained Liu Anran solemnly. "Currently, he cannot directly intervene in the outside world and can only occasionally interfere."

"However, if we break open the office, there is a high chance he will come out," added Wen Qing thoughtfully.

"I see. So, the illusion from the last time was his doing," mused Wen Qing.

"Do you have the ability to completely eliminate him?" Wang Kexin asked Ye Xirou, staring at her intently.

Ye Xirou flicked her hair and wore a faint smile on her face. "Do you know who stands before you?" she said. "Yes, I am the pinnacle of Huaxia's elite, the Ice Witch, Ye Xirou. From childhood to now, I have completed countless missions, without a single failure."

The radiant light illuminates the area, leaving no room for peers to feel worthy. This is her pride, the pride of the prestigious Ye family. Wang Kexin silently looked at her for a long time. "Alright then. We'll open the door for you." She had inexplicable confidence in Ye Xirou. Perhaps she could truly succeed and bring an end to their eighteen-year-long struggle. Eighteen years had been too exhausting. The eight of them maintained their ghostly appearances, day after day, guarding this place without ever relaxing. They had experienced desolation in life, and even in death, they couldn't find peace. They were truly tired, worn out by the endless vigilance. They were just children, after all.

"Anran, open the door," said Ye Xirou.

"Well... alright," Liu Anran pondered for a moment and nodded.

And so, the eight of them raised their hands together. Eight radiant beams emerged and surged towards the door. Buzzing sounds filled the air as the gate trembled, and cracks began to crawl across its wooden surface.

Crack! Crack!

In the next moment, the wooden door exploded, sending countless splinters flying. A black vortex appeared before everyone. A sinister and malevolent aura started to spread in the air, making Ye Xirou cover her nose with discomfort. It was truly foul.

"This vortex leads to Zheng Chusheng's sealed location," explained Wang Kexin. "We entrust this task to you."

Wang Kexin and the others bowed to Ye Xirou.

Ye Xirou nodded and took a step towards the vortex. "Xirou, I want to go with you!" exclaimed Wen Qing.

"No need. I will handle this alone. You should leave this place first. There might be a major battle later!" Ye Xirou replied.

"But..."

"No buts. You go ahead!"

"Alright then," Wen Qing nodded with disappointment. As a mere mortal, anyone present was stronger than her, and she truly had no role to play in this situation.

Wang Kexin and the other eight individuals had overall power levels around B rank. As for Zheng Chusheng, being sealed by them might elevate his power to around B+. However, for someone like Ye Xirou, who could easily eradicate opponents of that level, it was a piece of cake.

Swish!

Ye Xirou stepped into the vortex and felt a momentary blur before finding herself in a magnificent house. The decor was extravagant: black marble flooring, glossy porcelain tiles, dazzling crystal chandeliers, a glass-topped ebony table, imported luxury armchairs, and exquisitely carved bookshelves. The entire room was beyond description.

By a floor-to-ceiling window, a young man sat on a bench, legs crossed, sipping a cup of coffee. On his knee lay a book quietly flipping its pages—the novel "Lolita."

Ye Xirou smirked sarcastically. How fitting.

"It's been a long time since anyone came here, hasn't it?" The young man smiled faintly and spoke nonchalantly. His gaze shifted, meeting Ye Xirou's eyes. Involuntarily, a hint of astonishment flashed through his eyes. What an enchanting beauty she was. Even though he had peculiar tastes, he couldn't help but admire her exquisite allure. She was truly a beauty of this world.

Not only was Zheng Chusheng observing Ye Xirou, but Ye Xirou was also sizing up Zheng Chusheng. He possessed an elegant temperament, a delicate appearance, gold-rimmed glasses, fair skin, slender fingers, and a well-built physique. He had the demeanor of an intellectual, radiating an air of sophistication.

If it weren't for knowing his true nature, anyone would be deceived by his deceptive appearance.

Ye Xirou couldn't help but develop a favorable impression of him.

"So, you are Zheng Chusheng?"

"If there isn't another Zheng Chusheng here, then it must be me."

"Very well," a cold gleam flickered in Ye Xirou's eyes. With a wave of her hand, a blue longsword appeared, emanating a chilling aura.

The sword in Ye Xirou's hand was her demon-slaying weapon, "Cang Hai Yue Ming" (Clear Moon over the Vast Sea). Demon-slaying weapons are only wielded by high-level slayers and are extremely valuable. Just this Cang Hai Yue Ming alone could be worth half of Jiangcheng. It was thanks to the wealth and influence of the Ye family, one of the top families in the imperial capital, that they were able to acquire such a divine weapon.

Cang Hai Yue Ming was crafted from the spine of a half-step S-rank Ice Dragon, making it an extraordinary artifact.

"Don't be so impulsive. Sit down, and let's have a proper conversation," Zheng Chusheng said, wiping his hand on the table. Suddenly, a steaming cup of coffee appeared.

"I have nothing to say to scum like you," Ye Xirou shook her head. Her spiritual energy enveloped the sword, causing its blade to emit a chilling light.

"Don't be in such a hurry. This is something I believe you would want to hear," Zheng Chusheng said calmly.

"Because it involves a taboo."

Taboo!

As soon as those words were spoken, Ye Xirou's eyes widened in astonishment. What did he mean by taboo? Only the invincible beings of this world could be considered taboo. Like the Eight-Forked Serpent that ravaged a country thirty years ago, no one could oppose it. That was a true taboo. When such a being appeared, countless lives turned to ashes, and billions of people became mere bones.

The secret of the taboo was known only to the high-ranking officials of China. As the eldest daughter of the Ye family and with her grandmother, Lady Ye, holding a position as a member of the Decision-making Council, Ye Xirou naturally knew about it.

"You actually know about the taboo?" Ye Xirou looked at him skeptically. In theory, someone like Zheng Chusheng should have no knowledge of the taboo.

Zheng Chusheng smiled proudly, his expression filled with arrogance.

"Because I am the embodiment of malevolence. Even the taboo must pay attention to me."