Who Hurt My Disciple?
After taking the Healing Pill, Su Xiaomo's injuries and Spiritual Energy had fully recovered. Whether it was Fang Lingyu or the four Inner disciples, they were nothing but trash before him, easily kneaded in the palm of his hand.
Xia Shuiyun, standing behind him, was dumbfounded.
Wasn't he seriously injured? Why did the aura he was giving off now seem as though he had never been hurt at all?
Could it be... related to the pill he had swallowed?
The four Inner disciples lying on the ground in apparent agony were equally bewildered. They had clearly been utterly exhausted just moments ago, yet now they seemed reborn. It was simply unbelievable!
Fang Lingyu had no time to ponder that question. She was thinking about how to break free of her predicament!
"Su Jintang!"
She gritted her teeth and said, "You attacked and injured fellow disciples. Once the Elder Council learns of this, you will surely be severely punished!"
Su Xiaomo raised his sword and pressed its flat against the woman's chin. With a cold, sinister smile, he said, "You tried to take my life without fearing severe punishment. Now that you've been subdued, you invoke the Elder Council to suppress me. How utterly laughable."
Fang Lingyu: "..."
Bang! Bang!
Su Xiaomo gripped the Qi Meridian at her wrist with one hand and completely sealed her Cultivation. Then he sheathed his sword, walked toward the other four Inner disciples, and sealed their Cultivation in the same manner.
Thud! Thud!
Fang Lingyu and the others collapsed limply to the ground.
Su Xiaomo walked up to Xia Shuiyun and said, "This is no place to linger. We need to leave quickly."
There was definitely more than one dragon-serpent-like Spirit Beast in the Demon Dragon Cave. If several more appeared,