While the bigwigs on Yingzhou Island were chatting, night had also fallen over Lanruo Temple. A scholar entered the temple and said, "I've come to ask for a place to stay tonight. Miss, sir, please allow me to stay."
The Sword-carrying Daoist cursed, "You're only a scholar, yet you dare come here? It's dangerous. Leave at once."
The scholar was indignant. "Then why can this little girl sit here so openly?"
The Sword-carrying Daoist chuckled. "Don't be fooled by how steady she looks sitting there. She'll definitely be scared into tears later, so don't worry. I don't know how strong she is, but she's certainly an expert at bragging..." Before he could finish, Xuan Qianyu rose and kicked him eight zhang away. She muttered, "How dare you say I'm bragging? I won't kick you to death."
After a while, the Sword-carrying Daoist returned, clutching his waist. "Little girl, I saw that you were young and yielded to you at every turn. How dare you suddenly kick me..."
Xuan Qianyu stepped forward, and the ground instantly split into countless deep gullies. "You're a cultivator too, so come. I'll show you the difference in cultivation. I'll let you have nine fingers. I'll stand right here and fight you. If I move, I lose. ╭(╯^╰)╮" As she spoke, she raised one finger and beckoned.
The Daoist flew into a rage. "If I weren't worried that Tree Demon Grandma would appear later and didn't want to waste my magic power, I'd make you pay today."
Xuan Qianyu thought, *Heh... What are you bragging about? You want to make me pay? Do you think I can't tell? You practice the Daoist Flying Sword Art. Forget you—even if Xuandu came, I'd... Well, Xuandu is a little too strong. I probably couldn't beat him. But Zhenwu probably