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"What... is going on...?"

Zi Yiyi stared blankly, clearly not expecting the situation to develop so out of control.

Wangshu Fairy stood on the upturned eaves, her snow-white skirt fluttering in the wind. She stared at Cai Ling, who was suspended in the air, her eyes filled with hostility.

She remembered this woman; it was this female Evil Cultivator who had stopped her master Chuyun City. After she appeared, the Evil Cultivator knew she was no match for her and immediately fled.

"Are you going to stop me from rescuing my junior brother again?"

Wangshu Fairy's voice was like a cold spring. She stretched out her slender hand, but instead of holding a sword, she untied the Snow Fox Fur around her neck.

She carefully folded it and then put it into her Universe Bag.

Zi Yiyi was somewhat surprised by Wangshu Fairy's pre-battle ritualistic manner. Was this Snow Fox Fur coat some indestructible treasure to her?

"So Wangshu Fairy remembers me? What an honor!"

Cai Ling smiled sweetly, instantly causing waves of breasts to surge.

Facing the Wangshu Fairy, who was at the lower realm of the Feather Transformation stage, this Evil Cultivator showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he could even chat and laugh with her.

Although Zi Yiyi was a maid, she had been by the side of Hua Jing, First Seat for many years, and what was considered extremely rare among ordinary people, the great cultivators, were already commonplace to her.

Therefore, although she couldn't sense Cai Ling level, she could roughly guess her realm based on her aura.

The Feather Transformation Realm is now complete!

That's the source of her confidence!

Zi Yiyi nervously considered her options. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the gap. Although Wangshu Fairy was not an ordinary cultivator at the lower level of the Feather Transformation Realm, her opponent was clearly not an ordinary Feather Transformation Realm either!

All of us present combined probably wouldn't be a match for this Evil Cultivator!

She was already considering giving up, and she went through every possible way to contact help in her mind.

To her surprise, in the short time she had to think, Wangshu Fairy transformed into a streak of snow-white light and rushed out!

"The Grand Duke Jupiter... is indeed on you!"

A masked person slowly emerged from the darkness, revealing only a pair of eyes that gleamed sharply in the night.

His voice was hoarse, and his body was extremely thin, like an old monkey in its twilight years.

You Su was bound in mid-air by an invisible giant hand. His face was flushed, clearly because he was panting from holding his breath for too long. To make matters worse, he felt numb all over, as if an electric current was running through him, making him unable to move.

All of this happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to react before the other party lifted him up like a Jade Bead.

"Let him go!"

Ji Lingruo anxious and fiercely raised her sword towards the masked man. However, the other party completely ignored her, as if he had never taken her seriously.

Ji Lingruo looked at You Su's trembling body in mid-air, her eyes blazing with fury. Without further hesitation, she pushed off with both feet and unleashed an astonishing aura as she charged forward.

In that instant, Ji Lingruo channeled all her Mystic Qi into her right hand, which flowed between the sword blades—a speed of Mystic Qi circulation she had never imagined before!

But things are different now. She has the Demon Core that You Su reshaped for her, and under He Shutong's guidance, she has been constantly mastering the Mandarin Duck Sword Technique. Even the most ferocious move in the Mandarin Duck Sword— "A Bird Enters the Forest"—is now something she can unleash with its full power!

The surrounding Mystic Qi was also stirred by Ji Lingruo's sword, violently vibrating in response to its power. However, this full-force sword strike was like a mud ox sinking into the sea when it struck the masked man. Ji Lingruo couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes before feeling all her strength being completely dissipated.

"Not bad swordsmanship."

The masked man finally turned his head and glanced at the girl he had been ignoring. He was quite relaxed and even praised the girl who had brandished her sword at him.

"This is none of your business, leave."

The masked man withdrew his gaze, his tone indifferent, as if expressing a final act of pity.

But how could Ji Lingruo back down just because of his words? The girl gritted her teeth, shook her arms, and, ignoring the numbness in her arms from the exertion, charged forward again with her sword.

The masked man casually flicked his wrist, and a cold glint instantly appeared on his fingertip. Ji Lingruo, who was charging straight at him, was instantly reversed and sent flying backward, crashing into the grass and carving a trench more than ten meters long.

The masked man sighed softly, then suddenly looked up and saw that the girl with blood on her lips was still able to stand up shakily.

The Masked Man was astonished. His control over Mystic Qi was even more agile than his own hands. He had already withdrawn his palm strike, the force of which was enough to render a Spirit Platform Middle Stage cultivator incapacitated, yet this girl had withstood it?

"It seems you're no different from those beasts of the Demon Race—low intelligence, but incredibly resilient."

Putting up a stubborn resistance is a pointless act in the face of an absolute disparity in strength.

The Masked Man pressed down with his left palm facing down, Ji Lingruo had just stood up, felt as if she had been crushed by a thousand pounds. Her knees buckled and she fell to the ground again.

"This is the punishment for not heeding advice; you Demon Race just can't learn this. If you could obediently listen to people, you wouldn't have been driven to that tiny place to eke out a living."

It seems that the Masked Man felt more confident in venting his dissatisfaction with the Demon Race without restraint because of the face covering.

In fact, in public, racial discrimination is an absolutely sensitive topic that a cultivator of his level should never discuss, as it could easily provoke a conflict between the two continents.

But at this moment, he not only had an overconfident Demon Race under his thumb, but he also didn't know the demon's true identity, which caused all the hatred he had accumulated for the Demon Race to erupt.

"To be honest, your Xuanxiao Sect is just putting on an act. It's laughable that you still dare to accept disciples from the Demon Race! I think this Lotus Sword Venerable is nothing but an incredibly foolish woman!"

"Maggots... hidden... behind... a veil!"

Ji Lingruo overwhelmed by the pressure and could hardly breathe. The blood that had spilled from her throat choked her and went into her nose. But the girl still struggled to squeeze out the curse through her teeth.

The masked man's eyes flashed with a sharp light, but it wasn't because of Ji Lingruo's mockery. Rather, it was because he was surprised to find that Ji Lingruo's physique was unusually strong.

If she were some kind of tough-skinned tiger or bull demon, that would be one thing, but she's just a snake demon. Why can she still speak?

The masked man still held You Su in his right hand, leading him step by step toward the girl who had aroused his curiosity.

As the distance drew closer, the Masked Man could see more clearly the flow of Xuan Qi around Mystic Qi Ji Lingruo. He found it hard to believe that the Demon Core of a Demon Cultivator at the Spirit Platform Middle Stage realm could have such a terrifying ability to seize the Mystic Qi of heaven and earth. Yet, he had clearly observed the girl earlier and had not noticed anything noteworthy about her.

This Demon Core seemed to be actively absorbing more Mystic Qi to help repair her injuries...

Could it be...?

"You've also gained a bit of the Tai Sui Power!"

The Masked Man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shouted sharply, his voice almost piercing people's eardrums.

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy pressure on Ji Lingruo disappeared, and instead transformed into a binding force similar to that of You Su, lifting her high into the air.

Under the night sky, You Su and Ji Lingruo were like insects caught casually in the summer night.

Behind them, on the opposite bank of the Qu Huai River, strange lights burst forth one after another, and the chaotic Mystic Qi transformed into air waves, blowing all the leaves and grass in the same direction.

You Su watched all of this unfold. He was being choked and couldn't speak, but the bulging veins on his temples betrayed his anger.

His eyes were as black as ink, emitting a dark green light. The feeling of a beating heart spreading throughout his body returned, and bulges of varying sizes began to appear on his body, as if something inside was about to burst out of his skin.

These changes were all observed by the masked man, whose eyes gleamed with an almost tangible excitement.

"I knew it was you! That old Venerable Tian Shu!"

The masked man unconsciously increased the force in his hand, as if he wanted to crush You Su.

You Su struggled at first, but as the Masked Man's strength increased, he gradually lost his strength. His eyes bulged, his lips opened wide, and even his tongue protruded crookedly.

Seeing this, the Masked Man sneered and withdrew the force he had applied to You Su's neck. He couldn't let You Su die here so easily.

However, he remained very vigilant, keeping You Su's hands bound, since the only thing he needed to be wary of was the Jade Bead on You Su's body.

You Su gasped for breath, and between breaths, she began to think calmly.

The other party claimed to be the true master, and although he acted violently, he exuded righteousness and was clearly there to investigate Tai Sui. You Su had already guessed most of his identity:

"A celestial master from Tian Qi Divine Mountain in the Southern Yang Continent! Do you dare to kill someone in my Central Yuan Continent?!"

The Masked Man was startled at first, then laughed:

"When did I kill anyone? As long as you take what you stole from our Southern Yang Continent, I will naturally let you go. Besides, even if you die, it's just the price you, a thief, should pay."

You Su snorted coldly, and in a flash, the Lotus Immortal Seed between his brows burst forth with dazzling light.

This, combined with his current demonic form, makes You Su resemble a monster that blends the sacred and the wicked.

The Masked Man was astonished, his attention completely drawn to the golden powder, and he was ready to counter You Su's moves at any moment.

You Su roared to the sky, his voice almost piercing the clouds and splitting rocks.

Little did he know that this was all a trap; he simply didn't have any stronger moves to deal with the situation.

However, he succeeded! The Masked Man was intimidated by You Su, and in a moment of carelessness, You Su used the power of the Lotus Immortal Seed to forcefully break free from the restraints of his Mystic Qi Hand!

You Su wanted to crush the Jade Bead!

The Masked Man immediately realized this!

Although he is very old, his reaction speed is still extremely fast!

At this moment, he no longer cared about capturing Ji Lingruo's left hand in mid-air, but instead discarded it and then made a gesture of clasping his hands together.

Under the immense pressure from both sides, You Su, who had just grasped the Jade Bead, was crushed, his hand bones and ribs shattering together.

A painful scream echoed through the sky. You Su was like a broken chopstick being held in the hand of Masked Man.

The hope he had so painstakingly grasped slipped from his grasp due to the excruciating pain. The Jade Bead fell from the sky to the ground, landing next to Ji Lingruo, who had just been abandoned by the Masked Man.

The Masked Man didn't care, because Ji Lingruo fainted due to her severe injuries and the fall from the sky. Even if a hundred Jade Bead surrounded her, she would not wake up.

"You little rascal! You're incredibly cunning!"

The Masked Man reveled in the pained expression on You Su's face, his withered face beneath the black veil twisting into a ferocious grin.

You Su ignored his praise, hearing the explosions from her senior sister's battle and seeing her junior sister unconscious with blood seeping from her lips.

Anger was beyond words in describing You Su's emotions at this moment; a single, jet-black tear rolled down from his dark eyes.

"Command her."

"Command her."

The same voice kept coming to You Su's ears, and she felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it not long ago.

"Who!"

The masked man roared and made a hand Hand Seals, attempting to block the mysterious telepathic transmission.

The voice kept urging You Su in his mind, leaving him no time to think. As if guided by it, or as if defying fate, he suddenly felt a surge of extraordinary energy and roared:

"Crush it!"

The Masked Man was momentarily dazed, unable to discern who You Su was speaking to. Could the sender of this message be his accomplice?

But the other party was being secretive and evasive, clearly afraid of him and unwilling to show themselves openly.

Could it be... that he was speaking to the unconscious woman?!

He turned his head sharply, his pupils instantly contracting!

Amidst the rolling waves of grass, the girl, who should have been unconscious, opened her eyes and responded to You Su's call, tightly clutching the Jade Bead!

Ji Lingruo's blue dress was now stained black with mud, and a symmetrical black line had appeared on her snow-white cheeks, making her look eerie and alluring.

Click.

The moment the Jade Bead was crushed, the Masked Man immediately made a move, but instead of grabbing Ji Lingruo, he tied up You Su and ran away.

Because he knew that he couldn't afford to waste even a second when facing the approaching old man!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Masked Man and You Su disappeared from the spot.

Meanwhile, the battle on the opposite bank of the Qu Huai River ended abruptly due to You Su's departure. Wangshu Fairy's spotless white dress was torn in several places, yet she stared blankly in the direction where You Su had disappeared, as if she had completely forgotten that there were enemies behind her.

She abandoned the fight and transformed into a streak of white light to give chase.

"Oh dear, the righteous path is the righteous path, truly trustworthy. They took the lion's share and left me a small portion."

Seeing her opponent leave, Cai Ling did not pursue him, but instead transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the opposite bank.

The "small head" she mentioned actually referred to Ji Lingruo, who also possessed some of the Tai Sui Power!

As You Su left, the dark lines on Ji Lingruo's face gradually faded, and her eyelids drooped weakly.

Suddenly feeling the back of her collar being lifted, she turned around and looked back, filled with despair, knowing that no one could save her.

Whether it's Wangshu Fairy or the First Elder, their primary target for rescue should be their senior brother...

That's fine too...

You can't take her with you.

A cold yet resolute voice suddenly rang out.

It was none other than the Wangshu Fairy who had returned. Dressed in white and wielding a plain sword, she stood in front of Cai Ling.