Qiong Xiao Is Enough Without My Intervention

When Lin Feng's indifferent gaze fell upon him, Huo Teng felt as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart, stopping its beat.

What kind of look was that?

No anger, no killing intent, not even any emotion.

It was like a god from the nine heavens looking down at an ant that had accidentally crawled to its feet.

Indifferent, and filled with an absolute detachment on the level of life itself.

Huo Teng's blood ran cold, his mind went blank. The guess that had just popped into his head, making his scalp tingle, now occupied all his thoughts like a nightmare.

Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

This man was definitely a Grand Unity Golden Immortal who had hidden his cultivation!

He had actually thought of snatching a Grand Unity Golden Immortal's maidservant? And even called the other party an ant?

"Gulp."

Huo Teng swallowed hard, his throat dry as if it would catch fire.

His legs turned to jelly, and he could barely stand. If not for the railing of the ship behind him, he would have collapsed onto the deck.

It was over.

Completely over.

He had provoked a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Let alone him, the young master of the mere Fire Spirit Immortal Sect, even his entire sect, and the East Sea Dragon Palace he prided himself on as a backer, wouldn't be enough for the other party to crush with a single finger!

Just as Huo Teng's soul was about to scatter, thinking he would be annihilated in the next second and follow the fate of his two guards.

The terrifying man who controlled his life and death suddenly withdrew his gaze.

Huo Teng's entire body went limp, then tensed up again.

Because he saw that Lin Feng wasn't looking at him, but had lowered his head, his gaze falling on the peerless immortal beauty in his arms.

On that face, as cold as eternal profound ice, there was actually a trace of... gentleness?

Lin Feng ignored the ants on the Immortal Boat who had been scared silly. He simply lowered his head and spoke softly to Qiong Xiao in his arms, his voice so light as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Go."

"Use them to spar and let me see your progress."

This short sentence clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

On the Immortal Boat, everyone, including Huo Teng, was stunned.

Spar... spar?

Use them, this group of people, to train a maidservant?

What kind of humiliation was this!

And what kind of... arrogance!

Qiong Xiao's tightly strung heartstrings completely relaxed the moment she heard her Master's words.

A warm current surged from the depths of her heart, flowing through her limbs.

Her Master hadn't made a move himself, not because he disdained to, but because... he was giving her an opportunity to shine.

He wanted to see her growth.

He was affirming her efforts during this period in this way!

Qiong Xiao's eyes grew slightly warm, and a strong impulse surged within her.

She wanted to show her Master that his efforts were not in vain!

She wanted to respond to her Master's trust and expectations with the most perfect outcome!

"Yes, Master."

Qiong Xiao replied respectfully, her voice clear and filled with unprecedented confidence.

She took light steps, actively leaving the embrace that made her feel incredibly secure, and moved forward alone, facing the magnificent Immortal Boat, facing the cultivators on the Immortal Boat who were filled with uncertainty.

At this moment, under her Master's gaze, she no longer felt any fear; only the burning fighting spirit and desire to perform remained in her heart.

This scene, when seen by Huo Teng, made his heart, which had already sunk to the bottom, suddenly feel a sliver of absurd hope.

What was going on?

That terrifying man... wasn't making a move?

He was just letting his maidservant come out?

Huo Teng's mind raced. Fear and the instinct for survival made him start to wildly speculate.

Could it be... could that world-destroying pressure just now have been some kind of one-time forbidden secret technique?

After this mighty being used it once, he was now in a weakened state, and thus didn't dare to act rashly again?

Or perhaps, he had some restriction and couldn't attack juniors, so he let his maidservant act on his behalf?

Yes! It must be like this!

A master's demeanor! All senior experts have this bad habit!

As soon as this thought emerged, it grew wildly like weeds, instantly occupying Huo Teng's mental high ground.

The fear in his heart receded slightly like the tide, replaced by relief at surviving a disaster and a sense of indignant rage that was infinitely magnified.

He had actually been scared into wetting his pants by someone putting on a bluff!

What a deep humiliation!

Huo Teng's gaze was fixed on Qiong Xiao, who walked out alone.

No matter how strong this woman was, how strong could she be?

On their side, besides the two crippled Golden Immortal guards, there were still a full five True Immortals, plus himself, the young master at the Early Golden Immortal stage!

Seven people against one woman was more than enough!

As long as they captured this woman as a hostage, that weak man would be at their mercy, wouldn't he?

With this thought, Huo Teng's courage instantly swelled, and his back straightened again.

His face contorted into a grimace. He pointed at Qiong Xiao and shouted sternly, "How dare you! To think you'd play such tricks!"

"Do you, a mere woman, think you can contend with us?"

"Attack her! Take her down! Dead or alive!"

Finally, his gaze turned venomously towards Lin Feng behind them, and he roared, "As for that man, tear him to pieces, and extract his soul to light up the sky!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The cultivators behind him, who had also been quite frightened, saw their young master regain his "heroic spirit" and immediately perked up.

Yeah, what was there to be afraid of?

The opponent was just one woman!

They had the numbers; what was there to fear!

"Bitch who courts death, how dare you offend our Young Master, take your life!"

"Let's go together, make it quick!"

Instantly, the remaining five True Immortal cultivators, along with Huo Teng himself, a total of six figures, transformed into six streaks of light and leaped from the Immortal Boat.

Various Magic Treasures and spiritual lights shot up into the sky. Sword light and sword shadows, treasure seals flying, intertwined into a dense net of death, covering Qiong Xiao from all directions, overwhelming her!

They intended to use the most thunderous means to completely blast this ignorant woman into dust!

Facing the encirclement that could make an ordinary Golden Immortal flustered, Qiong Xiao's face showed no ripple.

She didn't even summon her Magic Treasures.

She simply looked calmly at the six figures charging fiercely, a cold sneer curling at the corner of her lips.

A bunch of frogs in a well.

Do they deserve to witness the Master's power?

Just as the first sword light was about to touch the corner of her robe, Qiong Xiao finally moved.

She gently raised her right hand and casually drew a circle in the air in front of her with her slender jade fingers.

No surge of Immortal Essence, no roar of Laws.

A transparent formation disk, almost invisible to the eye and composed of countless fine runes, flashed and disappeared, instantly merging into the world.

Hum--

A slight vibration, almost imperceptible.

Huo Teng and the others felt their vision blur. The vast blue waves beneath their feet and the blue sky and white clouds above instantly vanished.

In their place was a boundless void filled with chaotic gray mist!

No up or down, no east or west!

"What's going on?!"

"Where are we?"

"What kind of hell is this place!"

The attacks of several cultivators all missed, striking into the gray mist without even causing a ripple.

They were horrified to find that although they felt close to their companions, it was as if there was an insurmountable chasm between them. They could only hear voices but could not see each other's figures at all.

Huo Teng's heart sank. A sense of foreboding surged in his chest again.

A formation!

They had fallen into a formation!

When?

When did that woman set up the formation? They hadn't noticed anything at all!

"Ah--!"

At this very moment, a piercing scream echoed from the depths of the gray fog.

Everyone's hearts jolted.

"It's Zhang San! What happened?" Huo Teng roared urgently.

However, there was no response.

After that scream, Zhang San's aura vanished completely from their perception, as if it had been wiped away.

Immediately after.

"Save me! My magic power... my magic power is draining!"

"No! What kind of sword energy is this! Where is it coming from!"

"Ah!!"

Screams followed one after another.

Familiar auras disappeared one by one.

In just a few breaths, the chaotic space, which had been bustling moments before, was left with only Huo Teng.

A deathly silence fell.

Huo Teng's entire body turned cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He frantically urged all the Golden Immortal magic power within him, summoning his strongest defensive magic treasure—a pagoda wreathed in flames—to shield himself securely.

Yet, even so, the fear that originated from the depths of his soul made him tremble uncontrollably.

Dead.

They were all dead!

Five True Immortals, without even touching the opponent's clothes, were silently annihilated in this bizarre formation!

What terrifying mastery of formations this was!

Just then, the gray fog in front of him slowly dispersed.

Qiong Xiao's graceful figure emerged from the mist step by step, her expression indifferent, as if she were a formation goddess in charge of life and death.

Her gaze fell upon the trembling Huo Teng, like looking at a lamb awaiting slaughter.

"No... don't kill me!"

Huo Teng's mental defenses completely crumbled at this moment.

He looked at the unharmed Qiong Xiao, and then thought of the man who had stood still the entire time without even lifting an eyelid, and a truth that made him regret endlessly finally surfaced in his mind.

Practicing...

So, it really was just practice.