Above the Origin Pool, the atmosphere was tense as drawn swords.
Yao Yao's cool eyes calmly watched the murderous Li Qingchan. The burning source rune scroll in her jade-like hand radiated a heart-palpitating fluctuation. Though her voice was soft, it carried unquestionable authority. "My people are not yours to touch."
Li Qingchan's pretty face was icy. Rage and killing intent intertwined in her beautiful eyes, while her full chest rose and fell faintly with anger.
She glared fixedly at Mo Lin, who was hiding behind Yao Yao, and gritted her silver teeth. "Junior Sister! Move aside! This lecher... I will kill him today!"
A chill spread around her, and even the seawater beneath her feet began to freeze. Clearly, that humiliating scene earlier had thoroughly enraged her.
Mo Lin hid behind Yao Yao, poking out half his head as he defended himself with an "innocent" expression. "Senior Sister Li! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding! I really just got lost by accident. I didn't see anything! I swear!"
Though he said that, his eyes could not help darting once more toward Li Qingchan's face, which looked even colder and more beautiful in her fury, and her exquisite figure. He secretly praised her in his heart. This iceberg has quite a different charm when she gets angry...
Li Qingchan became even more furious under his sly gaze. With a flick of her jade hand, she gathered another fierce surge of icy Genesis Qi!
"You still dare to argue! Die!"
Just as a second clash was about to erupt—
"Stop!"
A gentle yet unquestionable voice suddenly came from the horizon.
The next moment, a streak of light descended and took the form of an elderly woman with a kindly face and profound aura. It was Elder Miao of Snow Lotus Peak.
Elder