A certain white dragon had no interest in his flesh and blood.
It tasted awful—not even as tender and fragrant as frog meat. Even with his back bristling with bone spurs, he still had not completely died. His eyes stared fixedly ahead, and Bai Yujun saw something called mad obsession within them—the classic emotion of idiots.
"Stop staring. Your gaze is as ridiculous as your pride."
With a wave of her hand, she obliterated his soul and snuffed out his life force.
She had no interest in their laughable organization or beliefs. A certain white dragon understood: they were nothing but the delusions of pure lunatics. She stripped the corpse of its armor, weapons, and every valuable possession, then looked up to see the sect cultivators dragging back those unlucky half-dead men with grievous wounds. They did not dare kill them. It was best to let the Heavenly Court deal with such matters itself.
She waved her slender little hand.
The cultivators understood and placed the dozen or so pitifully mangled Heavenly Soldiers before Bai Yujun.
The sect master stepped forward.
"Guishan Sect kneels in gratitude for the fairy's life-saving grace. We truly do not know what crime we have committed. We beg the fairy to investigate clearly..."
A great many Guishan Sect cultivators knelt on the ground, not daring to speak. Faced with the colossal entity that was the Heavenly Court, the ruling center of myriad worlds, they could not summon even a shred of anger. They only hoped to protect themselves. Whatever had happened to the heavenly army, they wanted no part of it.
"Rest assured, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will handle it."
"Many thanks, Fairy~"
Bai Yujun's attention was on those problematic Heavenly Soldiers. That was right, they truly were Heavenly Soldiers