Worthy of the Holy Spirit Cult's Supreme Elder: Even His Corpse Was Useful After Death

Zhang Lexuan looked down at Xuan Zi lying on the ground. The body of this Limit Douluo, who had once dominated the soul master world, no longer bore any trace of life.

Xuan Zi's eyes were wide open, his pupils still holding the despair and disbelief from before his death, as if he were still questioning why she had betrayed him.

Yet Zhang Lexuan's gaze was utterly calm, even carrying a hint of indifference, as though the one she had just killed was not a Shrek elder, but an insignificant beast.

She slowly withdrew her martial soul. The silver moon-like short blade had already been wiped clean and slipped back into her sleeve. Just as she turned to leave the blood-soaked forest, her steps abruptly halted. Her keen senses had detected someone watching from the shadows.

Without turning around, she spoke coldly. "Come out."

"I never expected Senior Zhang Lexuan to be so ruthless. You could even bring yourself to kill an elder from your own academy."

A crisp female voice rang out. Then, a slender figure emerged from the shadows beneath the trees. It was Bai Yu.

A faint, ambiguous smile rested on her lips as her gaze fell upon Xuan Zi's corpse before sweeping toward Zhang Lexuan.

Zhang Lexuan's eyes instantly sharpened. Moyan's plan had never included someone like Bai Yu.

Alarm bells rang in her heart. She summoned the Silver Moon short blade again, its icy killing intent immediately locking onto Bai Yu. She asked in an unfriendly tone, "Enough nonsense. What exactly are you doing here?"

Faced with Zhang Lexuan's undisguised killing intent, Bai Yu did not care in the slightest. She even took two steps forward and said casually, "Don't be nervous, Senior Zhang Lexuan. I mean no harm."

"I only came here for this