Ten Thousand Purple Jade Pavilion

Jealousy was one thing, but the Purple Robe woman was also extremely clear-headed. Setting aside that almost freakish control for the moment, the fact that the woman before her could casually command millions of giant swords meant that the grade of her Purple Extreme Yin Body was naturally far from ordinary.

With that thought, the woman in the purple robe controlled the great ship and slowly descended.

Xi Youqin was having a wonderful time playing. Then her eyes flashed, and she drew giant sword after giant sword from the slowly rotating vortex. The swords piled atop one another, gradually forming stroke after stroke. Before long, they had formed half of a poetic quatrain in the sky...

"On a long night, chill arises as emerald curtains hang low; for whom does the pipa play its mournful tune?"

Looking at the poem in the sky, a trace of melancholy surfaced in Xi Youqin's eyes. Although she was playing happily, in the end, she still could not drive away the loneliness in her heart.

The Purple Robe woman had already left the great ship. She looked up, grasped the meaning of the verse, and a cold smile appeared on her face. "Another resentful wife..."

The Purple Robe woman had already thought of her opening words. After clicking her tongue twice, she said, "With your talent, once your cultivation succeeds, what kind of outstanding men in this vast universe wouldn't be yours to choose from? Why put on such a miserable act?"

Xi Youqin turned her head. She had been far too focused just now and had not noticed the great ship or the Purple Robe woman. After sizing her up, she said, "No matter how outstanding a man is, he still can't compare to him."

"Can't compare? I don't believe that," the Purple