The Old Woman's Death

At the same time, the old woman raised her withered, tree-like palm and forcefully blocked the white-clothed woman's sword strike, emitting a metallic clang.

"Still can't bridge the gap in cultivation realms?"

The white-clothed woman sighed helplessly.

As the saying goes, one force can overcome ten skills.

No matter how many techniques she knew, she was still only at the mid-Golden Core stage.

Facing an enemy in the Nascent Soul stage, she was no match at all.

Was she going to die here today?

The white-clothed woman thought to herself.

She was unwilling, after all, she hadn't avenged herself yet.

"Hehehe, little girl, don't mind my rough skin. I cultivate my body daily with special methods, making my physical body comparable to a Nascent Soul Cultivator," the old woman said with a proud smile.

"Heh," the white-clothed woman sneered, not replying.

She refused to believe that she, a Tribulation Stage cultivator in her past life, would be utterly defeated by a mere Nascent Soul cultivator.

"You like to play the hero, don't you? You want to save these two little girls? Fine, I'll let these two girls spend a night with my son right in front of you." The old woman flashed an evil smile and reached out to grab Lu Zhining.

But just then, something unexpected happened.

A wave of extreme cold energy erupted from Lu Zhining's body.

Ice sword shadows appeared behind her, blooming like an ice lotus.

"Extreme Cold Sword Array!" The white-clothed woman's heart leaped upon seeing the aura emanating from Lu Zhining.

"What is this?!"

The old woman's expression changed drastically as she sensed the energy erupting from Lu Zhining.

Lu Zhining patted her head, "I almost forgot, Master placed a formation on me."

As Lu Zhining spoke, the ice lotus dispersed, transforming into countless sword shadows that surged towards the old woman with a destructive aura.

"No!"

The old woman's eyes widened in disbelief. This power was far beyond her ability to resist.

The sword shadows ignored the old woman's despair and relentlessly pierced her proud physical body, leaving it riddled with holes. Even her Primordial Spirit was annihilated under the onslaught of the sword shadows.

Finally, after passing through the old woman's body, the sword shadows converged, forming a young man in a blue shirt with an extraordinary demeanor.

"Master!" Upon seeing the young man, Su Nan and Lu Zhining's eyes lit up with excitement.

Thud!

The old woman's mangled, unrecognizably pierced corpse crashed to the ground.

Li Zhōujūn didn't even glance at the corpse. He looked at the two girls with a sigh, "You two little ones really don't make your Master worry less."

Su Nan stuck out her tongue, "Junior Sister and I saw the old woman looked pitiful, so we helped her. Who knew this old hag had a heart as venomous as a snake?"

"Being kind isn't wrong, but it's not worth it if you give it to the wrong person," Li Zhōujūn said with a light laugh. "What happened today can be considered a trial for you both."

"Junior greets Senior."

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Mu Hongyan cupped her fists and bowed as she looked at the suddenly appearing Li Zhōujūn.

She recognized the young man. His blue shirt exuded peerless elegance, and his appearance here likely meant he was Dao Tian Sect's youngest Tribulation Stage cultivator, the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, Li Zhōujūn.

Thinking this, Mu Hongyan gave a wry smile. She herself had been called a prodigy in the past, but it took her two hundred years to reach the Tribulation Stage.

Yet, this young Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord was said to be only forty years old.

"Who are you?" Li Zhōujūn asked the white-clothed woman, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Master, this sister just saved us. She was almost killed by that old demoness just now while saving us," Su Nan explained.

"So that's how it is." Li Zhōujūn understood and then asked the white-clothed woman with a smile, "Little girl, what's your name?"

"Junior is Mu Hongyan," the white-clothed woman replied.

"Take this. When you encounter danger, crush it, and I will appear," Li Zhōujūn said, tossing a piece of jade to Mu Hongyan.

Mu Hongyan received the jade with both hands and respectfully said, "Junior thanks Senior for your kindness."

With one chance of protection from a Tribulation Stage expert, Mu Hongyan felt confident about the task ahead.

That task was to avenge her younger brother.

When she woke up in the body of the young beggar girl, she had gained a memory. The little beggar girl had a beggar brother who, before her transmigration, was whipped to death by a woman named Yu Linglong during a begging session.

The reason given was absurd: the beggar brother had soiled her eyes.

From then on, the little beggar girl was melancholic until she was near death. When Mu Hongyan transmigrated into the little beggar girl's body, she vowed to avenge her, which allowed her to successfully control the body.

This Yu Linglong was the young sect master of the Jade Dragon Sect and had a Golden Core cultivation. However, her father, Yu Fenghua, was the Sect Master of the Jade Dragon Sect and a Virtual Immortal Realm cultivator.

Yu Linglong once condescendingly said to the beggar girl possessed by Mu Hongyan, "I killed your brother. If you're not satisfied, you can come to the Jade Dragon Sect to settle the score anytime. I will personally welcome your challenge."

"Good deeds are rewarded, evil deeds are punished. This is what you deserve," Li Zhōujūn said with a smile.

Afterward, Li Zhōujūn said to Sū Nán and Lǔ Zhǐníng, "Be careful on your way back."

With that, this clone of Li Zhōujūn dissipated.

At the same time, Li Zhōujūn's main body, who was in seclusion in a secret chamber, also opened his eyes.

"Those two girls are really a handful." Li Zhōujūn gave a wry smile.

However, at this moment, Li Zhōujūn had also broken through to a minor realm, reaching the late stage of the Spirit Transmutation Realm.

Even without the 50/50 System, Li Zhōujūn would now far surpass many prodigies in Qingzhou.

After all, there weren't many Spirit Transformation Cultivators under forty years old in Qingzhou.

Just then, an elder's voice sounded from outside, "Is the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord here?"

Li Zhōujūn was slightly taken aback. Then, with a flash of his figure, he appeared before an elder and said with a smile, "Elder Chen, what brings you here?"

"Mountain Lord," Elder Chen bowed to Li Zhōujūn.

"There's no need for formalities, Elder," Li Zhōujūn chuckled lightly.

This elder was named Chen Guang, and he was an Elder of the Dao Tian Hall.

"Mountain Lord Li, the Sect Master has summoned you to the Dao Tian Hall for a discussion," Chen Guang said.

"Alright, I'll be right there." Li Zhōujūn didn't dawdle. After agreeing, he vanished from Chen Guang's sight with a flash.

Seeing this, Chen Guang was filled with emotion, saying, "I never imagined that the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, once known as the trash of the Dao Tian Sect, would now be one of the pillars of our Dao Tian Sect. The world is truly full of variables."