Rebirth of a Villainess

Xu Hui stopped dead on her track, dazed by the devastation that hit her in the face. Ashen bodies with dried up blood sprawled across the soft earth, gone were the magnificent building she once knew, which was now razed to the ground. Xu Hui fell to her knees and wept with abandon, as though a dam that dwelt within her was released, the ground on which she knelt took in the tears that continued to flow from her eyes. Regret, anger, disappointment and an overwhelming feeling of loss resonated in the heart of Xu Hui.

"HAAHHAAAAAAAHAAAA!!!!!!"

Xu Hui kept crying and laughing at the same time, such that anyone who passed by would have taken her for a madwoman.

"Even if I have to become the very thing I detest, I must avenge my sect or die trying!"

There was absolute resolve in the tone of Xu Hui, reflected in her eyes was an arching pain that came with coming to face with a loss. She eventually dragged herself to a sit in the lotus position with her feet crossed and did the unexpected. It was almost as if the heavens knew what she was about to do, as suddenly the sky that was once radiant with the sun shining through turn to an ominous dark cloud. A soul that was not supposed to exist in the world was about to perform an act that would cause foreseeable unrest in the heavens.

During her time at BaoXu sect, Xu Hui was severely punished on numerous occasion for stealing into the library's where the forbidden manuscripts with ancient practices were stored. Not once did she have the chance to put them into action until today.

Locking her fingers all together with the left thumb placed at the center of her right palm, Xu Hui circulated the spiritual energy within her in preparation for what was to come. Afterwards, she placed both palm on the ground releasing her spiritual energy which flowed out of her palm as tendrils of purple. Absorbing the blood essence of the dead, during this she could see and hear the cries of horror from the members of her sect, some did not get the chance to make a sound as their death was instantaneous.

The price to pay for practicing the blood flail technique was that the cultivator would exchange their life for using the varying reserve of spiritual energy that came from the cultivators that were sacrificed and the body would vanish away. When the last fragment of spirit essence was taken into the body of Xu Hui, the bodies began to disappear one after the other in a whiff of smoke.

When Fu Zian descended at what used to be the entrance to the BaoXu sect, he saw what looked to be the daughter of his sect leader who was gazing downcast at the ground.

"Li Jiao!"

Fu Zian called out to her, while running to where she stood, the senior disciple came to a stop when he saw the eyes that gazed at him, there was no sparkly midnight in them instead he was looking at eyes that blazed with crimson glare.

Xu Hui now walked the path of infernal cultivation, bearing the whole sect on her shoulders and the divine punishment that awaited her in the days ahead.