Chapter 2101: The First Smile Chapter 2101: The First Smile Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Wilma Nilles struggled to summon the last remnants of spiritual power in her body.
A red bead appeared in her hand.
This was a tool developed by the Fifth Peak of the Myriad Demon Sect, called Resplendent.
With even a trace of spiritual power injected, it could unleash immense strength in an instant.
The bead Wilma held was something only the elders of the sect were privileged to possess.
Once detonated, it would have the force of a level two transcendent.
She knew it wouldn’t be enough to kill Willet Saalfeld.
His movement technique was too swift.
Still, Wilma decided to keep the Resplendent as a last resort.
Willet’s face twisted with anger as he shouted, “Wilma, you turned down something good!
“I tried to reason with you!
At most, I would have used you once.
Is any woman from your Myriad Demon Sect still pure?
“If you die now, you’ll have nothing left in the future.
Are you sure you want to throw your life away?” But Willet couldn’t afford for Wilma to die.
If an elder of the Myriad Demon Sect died in his city, the entire sect would erupt in fury.
The experts of the Myriad Demon City would seal it off immediately, and even Willet himself might not survive the aftermath.
Wilma’s expression turned resolute as she spoke.
“I’ll give you two choices now.
First, retreat immediately, and I won’t pursue revenge.
“Second, if I die here, the entire Myriad Demon Sect will unleash its wrath.
You and your men will all be buried with me.” Wilma understood the weight her life carried.
If she died outside the sect’s jurisdiction, the Myriad Demon Sect might not react.
But here, in their territory, her death would spark vengeance on an unimaginable scale—something Willet would not be able to withstand.
Willet hesitated.
It had taken a great deal of effort to lure Wilma out, and he was reluctant to let her go now.
After deliberating, he sneered and said loudly, “Elder Wilma, since you’re so eager to die, I won’t stop you.
“Don’t worry.
Once you’re gone, I’ll flee from the Myriad Demon City and beyond the Myriad Demon Mountain’s jurisdiction.
After a hundred or two hundred years, I’ll return.
“By then, I wonder how many people in this world will even remember you.” As he spoke, Willet slowly raised the short knife in his hand, prepared to strike at Wilma at any moment.
He was gambling on whether she truly had the resolve to end her life.
After all, he’d encountered a Myriad Demon Sect disciple like her before—resolute at first but ultimately caving to become his slave.
Even now, Willet felt a tinge of nostalgia whenever he thought of that woman.
Wilma’s face paled, her eyes flickering with memories.
“Braydon… I can never return to you.” She took out the jade token Braydon had given her, her face twisting into a bitter expression.
As expected, her fate was cursed.
She would never be allowed to embrace love in this lifetime, even when someone loved her so deeply.
She gazed at the jade token and murmured softly, “Braydon, I’m sorry.
“In this life, I can’t stay by your side.
“If there’s a next life, I’ll remain with you, even as a servant… that would be enough.” Her face hardened, embracing the inevitability of her end.
“You won’t escape the Myriad Demon City.
“The one guarding it today is the Law Enforcing Elder of the inner sect, a sixth level transcendent.
He’ll be drawn here the moment I detonate this Resplendent.
“Even if you flee, he’ll hunt you down.
You’re not even worthy of being buried alongside me.” For the first time in decades, Wilma felt a fleeting sense of beauty.
With the last trace of spiritual power she possessed, she injected it into the Resplendent in her hand.
A powerful aura surged forth.
“Madwoman!” Willet’s face turned pale.
He hadn’t expected Wilma to actually detonate the Resplendent.
Its energy frightened him, and he fled without hesitation.
The bead was already activated—it couldn’t be undone.
Wilma’s expression softened with regret.
She wished she could see Braydon one last time.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands covered hers, stopping her.
Her eyes widened in shock, but the familiar scent calmed her.
“Braydon?” “Run!
Run now!” She knew the explosion would affect a hundred-mile radius.
If Braydon stayed, he would die with her.
But Braydon only ruffled her hair gently, his tone soft but firm.
“Didn’t I tell you?
If you’re in danger, crush the jade token.
“I’m angry about this.
We’ll discuss it when we return.” He had been cultivating when the night crow informed him of Wilma’s plight.
Racing against time, he arrived just in time to save her.
Without a word, Braydon took the Resplendent from her trembling hands.
“Let’s go.
I’m here.
Leave it all to me.” “No, Braydon!
It’s too dangerous!
You can still escape!” Wilma’s voice cracked as she pleaded.
But Braydon smiled—a rare, beautiful smile that left Wilma momentarily dazed.
“How foolish.
What kind of man abandons his woman?”