As far as she knew, this woman cared most about her reputation. Relying on the fact that her mother was the Flower Clan Leader and her father was one of the Eight High Gods, she had always been arrogant and high above others, looking down on those of low status and those with vulgar behavior.
Immortal Maiden Yuyao saw the murderous intent in her eyes, and her heart trembled faintly. Struggling, she crawled back up. "You... you lunatic! I'm going to report you to the Heavenly Court! I'm going to ask the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress whether..."
Before she could finish, Su Qiao kicked her directly, sending her sprawling face-first onto the ground again.
'Hiss.'
Covered in wounds, Immortal Maiden Yuyao sucked in a sharp breath from the pain, her face deathly pale.
"Does it hurt?"
Su Qiao's gaze was indifferent, and the corners of her lips even curled upward, carrying a hint of casual pleasure and enjoyment.
"Does it feel awful?"
Immortal Maiden Yuyao glared at her through clenched teeth, wishing she could bite her to death.
However, Su Qiao was completely unaffected. She remained casual as she looked down at her from above.
"Feeling aggrieved, are you?"
"Back then, I suffered pain far worse than this. I received forty-nine lashes from the Divine Whip, and they nearly beat my bones apart."
Immortal Maiden Yuyao's heart sank. Could it be... could it be that she had discovered something?
If that was true... then...
She suddenly grew somewhat flustered.
"You... you fell in love with the Demon Venerable yourself and violated the Heavenly Laws. What does that... what does that have to do with me?"
Su Qiao looked at her coldly.
This woman did have some schemes, but compared with those crafty people in the mortal world, especially those