Ling Qingzhu Gets Spanked: Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River-Never Underestimate a Poor Young Girl!

"Actually, you don't need to thank me. After all, I'm not the kind of good person you imagine me to be."

"I killed the Blood Demon Emperor only because I didn't want my negligence to let him wreak havoc in other planes, not because I was concerned for your safety."

The Palace Mistress of Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace had cultivated the Taiqing Art and Supreme Induction Art through nine lifetimes. She was a virgin of nine lifetimes and utterly frigid.

One could only say that Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace's cultivation methods were bizarre to the extreme, much like the Emotionless Dao found in fantasy worlds.

Fu Ye's words directly choked off the flattery Ye Sining had been about to offer. With no one speaking now, the atmosphere became exceedingly awkward.

"You bad man, bullying Master!"

Ling Qingzhu had never seen her master in such a state before, nor had she seen that defeated expression on her face.

In her eyes, Fu Ye was bullying her master.

Upon hearing her good disciple Ling Qingzhu's words, Ye Sining instinctively wanted to shield her behind herself. Yet she was shocked to discover that her body had been frozen in place!

At that moment, even moving her tongue was nothing more than wishful thinking.

"You little girl are quite brave, but courage without knowing one's limits is merely another kind of recklessness. Your strength is still weak. A moment of bravery will only cost you your life for nothing."

As he spoke, Fu Ye slowly walked over to Ling Qingzhu.

Seeing her indignant little expression, Fu Ye felt that if he did not tease her a little, he would be letting down all the cultivation he possessed.

"Hmph, bad man! I won't let you bully Master."

Little Ling Qingzhu remained exceptionally resolute. Fu Ye