Worthy of the Holy Spirit Cult's Grand Elder-Even After Death, His Corpse Could Still Be Put to Work!

Zhang Lexuan looked down at Xuan Zi lying on the ground. The body of the Limit Douluo who had once dominated the world of Soul Masters now bore no trace of life.

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

Yet Zhang Lexuan's gaze was utterly calm, even carrying a trace of indifference, as if the person she had just killed was not a Shrek senior, but some 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 this blood-soaked forest, her steps suddenly halted. Her sharp 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 a senior from your own academy."

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

The corner of her lips held a faint, ambiguous smile as her gaze fell upon Xuan Zi's corpse before sweeping toward Zhang Lexuan.

Zhang Lexuan's eyes instantly sharpened. Bai Yu had not been part of Mo Yan's plan.

Alarm bells rang in her mind. She summoned the Silver Moon short blade once more, and icy killing intent immediately locked onto Bai Yu. In an unfriendly tone, she asked, "Cut the nonsense. Why exactly are you here?"

Facing 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 so nervous, Senior Zhang Lexuan. I mean no harm."

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