What Do You Mean My Cute Disciples Are Yanderes?,Chapter 200 - We Will Get Right Back To The Purge After This Intermission - Read free novels online

(MC POV)

"Kill him!" Some guy shouted from within the crowd.

That prompted everyone to surge forwards, a few of them bearing weapons while others started circulating their own Techniques.

Now, if you ask whether I expected to face a thousand enemies when I teleported here, I can tell you that I most definitely did not.

Back when I noticed that the sealed beasts were taken, I knew there was no stopping me until I got them back.

No, it's not just because of the fluff ok? I admit that it's part of the reason, but not the biggest reason as to why I'm like this.

…

Ok, it is a rather big reason, but not the whole reason.

Come on, don't tell me you wouldn't do the same for a thousand tails of fluff!

Yeah I thought so.

So there's the issue of needing to rescue those giant foxes, but there's no way I'll just leave my two cute disciples unconscious on the ground in some random dungeon too.

Thus, I picked both of them up under my arms before teleporting back to my courtyard, intending to let them sleep in their rooms.

What I most definitely did not expect was for someone to be squatting down at the corner of my courtyard's entrance.

"Brendan? What the hell are doing here?"

The youth jumped up in surprise, "Ma… Master Lin?! This is… Wait… Is this your courtyard?! Oh no… I am so, so sorry! I didn't know!"

I shook my head, "It's fine. Just tell me why you're hiding there. You better not be trying to steal my underwear."

"I… I would never! I… I was just hiding from Sylphy…"

I raised my eyebrow at him. Suspecting this isn't a simple situation, I jerked my head in the direction of my disciples' rooms, prompting him to follow me without question.

"Hiding from her? Why? I thought you two were a thing?"

He sighed, "That's… Only to her. I was never interested in her."

"Why not? She seems like a lovely girl."

"That's what I thought at first… But when I tried to tell her that I really wasn't interested in her… She tried to stab me with a knife."

I stopped, "She tried to what?"

"Stab me. With a damn knife. While saying things like 'if you can't love me, then I'll make sure you don't love anybody else'."

Woah woah woah… I thought she was just a useless goddess, not a useless goddess with yandere tendencies.

"What the hell did you do to her?"

He just shrugged at me, "I don't know… She became like this ever since she hit her head on the tree that day…"

What? Is that it? Severe head trauma that caused a shift in her personality? How hard did she hit her head?

I sighed, "I take it nothing you say will convince her otherwise?"

He nodded, shivering slightly.

I resisted the urge to drag my hand down my face, not that I could anyway since both my hands are occupied with carrying my fox disciples.

I continued forward, Brendan helping me open the door to my disciples' quarters, stepping aside to let me place Kiyomi and Manami in their respective beds.

"You can hide here first then, I still have some things to do so I'll talk to her when I get back. In the meantime, help me look after these two."

He glanced at the two girls that are currently unconscious, "I've been meaning to ask about that… Are they your disciples?"

"Indeed they are, so if I find out you do anything untowards while I'm absent, don't even dream about seeing your family again. Understood?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, now excuse me, I need to go take something back from some people."

With those words, I sent myself back to the dungeon, scanning the area for any residual of Elemental Quarks that might suggest where the bloody bastard went to.

It didn't take long for me to find the shadow tunnel in the corner of the room. Though it was already closed, I can still trace it back to its destination by following its trail.

With that much information, it was a simple matter for me to just create my own tunnel leading towards wherever that guy went. I could only hope that I'm not too late.

And that's how I ended up in my current situation of facing a literal army once I came here.

I actually expected someone with authority to step up to confront me first, not who is obviously a grunt to attack me without an order. I suppose the Dark Sect is way less organised than I thought them to be.

But with everyone wearing the same damned black cloak, it's going to be a hassle for me to find the one who took my mofu mofu away.

So of course, the most simplest solution would be to just kill them all and loot them later.

First, rip out the throat and punch in the face of that upstart, then taunt them into charging me to make it a chaotic mess.

Everything's proceeding just as I had planned.

One of the Dark Sect members closest to me charged forward with a dagger that was obviously laced with poison.

He leapt up, stabbing the dagger downwards from over his head with both hands.

A lightning bolt blasting towards his midsection was enough to send him flying back, crashing and tripping another group of charging Practitioners below the platform.

Another one of them charged at me with a sword, its tip pointing straight towards my abdomen. I suppose these are the low ranked members who aren't that great at circulating Dark Quarks so they resorted to distracting me with their suicidal charge.

Or they might actually be thinking they stood a chance of gutting me in this mess.

Either way, it's not like I will show them any mercy anyway.

I side-stepped the stab, thrusting my left hand through his chest until my arm appeared through his back. I tilted my head to the side to avoid the spray of blood that came out of his mouth, can't this guy die with the decency of not making a mess?

I flung my arm in an arc, tossing the dying Practitioner aside to crash into another group of attackers trying to climb up the platform.

I swung my arm up to the side, creating a portal that absorbed the dark spear that tried to impale me before opening the exit right below its summoner.

The spear skewered him right between the legs, the momentum sending him straight up to be stuck on top of the ceiling.

Another fighter wannabe charged at me with his fists raised, dark miasma coating both of his arms.

I ducked underneath his wild swing, hooking my arm around his neck to pivot him around as a human shield.

The poison needles fired from somewhere in the crowd hit him in the chest, causing the man to start to convulse and foam at the mouth.

Shoving his dead body away, I summoned fire in both my palms before clapping them in front of me, heating up the air exactly five metres in front of me.

The air exploded into flames, burning a good number of them into ashes before they could even start to scream.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I noticed the air around me shimmering slightly, prompting me to leap upwards into the air.

Not even a second later, the ground where I had been at cracked under the sudden increase of gravity.

I raised my palm before pushing downwards, using the exact same Technique on the guy who tried to use it on me.

The guy, and the people unfortunate enough to be around him, was immediately squashed into the ground and flattened into meat paste within the new crater I made.

Just as I was considering inscribing a few explosion inscriptions on the columns as my next move, a beam of light shot out from an orb some guy had been holding, hitting me square in the chest.

The world spun around me before a suction force pulled me towards the orb faster than I could think, my entire vision turning black.

Well shit.

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