Seeing this, Xuan Mo rubbed his chin and thought, Should I go after her? The Snow Moon Sword Immortal—judging by her name, she should be quite attractive, and her voice isn't bad either. But if I chase after her, wouldn't that make me a lecher?
Back on Primordial Wilderness, on Yingzhou Island, Xuanxiao rubbed his chin and asked, "Madam, what do you think of that Snow Moon Sword Immortal?"
Luohu coughed and rubbed his chin. "She's just average. Her talent is decent, but she's hardly a once-in-a-generation genius. What do you think, husband?"
Tongtian said, "That young woman's attack just now, Iron Horse Ice River, clearly showed impressive swordsmanship. It's only because she's limited by the level of power in this world that she hasn't gained deeper insight."
Luohu nodded. "If that's the case, she really is an expert. Dear, send a voice transmission to Mo'er and have him capture that young woman and bring her back."
Upon hearing this, Xuanxiao immediately sent a voice transmission. "Mo'er, make your move. Your mother said to capture that Snow Moon Sword Immortal and bring her back to be your wife."
Inside the water mirror, Xuan Mo immediately prepared to chase after her. Before he could set off, a middle-aged man holding a spear blocked his way. "Young friend, you demolished the Ascending Heaven Pavilion in my Xueyue City, and now you want to chase after and kill our Second City Lord?"
Xuan Mo was speechless. "Hold on. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. I only wanted to see what the Sword Immortal actually looked like. I won, after all—surely you can at least let me take one look?"
Sikong Changfeng chuckled. "You really think you won? She wasn't even using her full strength just now."