The Two Women Were Robbed

Night fell like thick ink, and the lion-headed, bull-bodied monsters, their scales gleaming in the moonlight, exhaled a foul stench, their claws scraping the ground with a piercing sound.

Hua Jiu'er cleaned her bleeding wounds. Although Li Qingshui's Heartless Sword Style was fierce, it was no match for the surging monsters.

Moreover, she also suffered considerable injuries.

"Careful!"

Li Qingshui's sword barely parried the claws of a demonic beast, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw three monsters bypass her defenses and pounce on Hua Jiu'er.

The girl's snow-white skirt was stained with dark red, the jade hairpin in her hair was broken, but her beautiful eyes looked even brighter amidst her messy hair.

Hua Jiu'er condensed a pale pink mist at her fingertips and said in a clear voice, "Falling Petals Are Not Heartless Things!"

Before she finished speaking, the air around her suddenly distorted, and countless clouds gathered as if they were alive, transforming into a translucent flower bud that floated in the air. The surface of the flower bud shimmered with a frosty luster, and each petal was covered with ice crystals, giving off a slight chill in the sweltering night wind.

The monsters seemed to sense the danger and let out uneasy roars, but they refused to retreat.

They lunged forward with all their might.

"Cut!"

The flower bud suddenly bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, with layers upon layers of petals unfolding, each petal as large as a millstone. The cold light flowing on its surface materialized and condensed into fine Ice Prisms in the air.

"Boom!" The enormous flower exploded violently, and thousands of petals, accompanied by a rain of ice blades, shot out.

The first monsters to charge let out a shrill scream, and sharp petals sliced across their hard scales like razors, leaving deep wounds that revealed the bone.

The ice blade pierced through the monster's flesh, instantly freezing the blood into ice crystals, and white mist rose from the wound.

A gigantic monster tried to defend itself by sticking out its horns, but was torn to pieces by countless flower petals, with chunks of flesh and ice crystals flying everywhere, creating an extremely tragic scene.

Hua Jiu'er's face was somewhat pale, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she did not stop and continued to form hand seals.

The petals in the air did not dissipate after slaying the demonic beast; instead, they condensed again in the air, transforming into countless pink light blades.

These light blades seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, drawing strange arcs in the air and accurately Ground Spikes the vital points of the monsters.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Qingshui leaped up and unleashed the ultimate in his Heartless Sword Style, the sword light and pink light blades intertwining to form a net.

The screams of the monsters rose and fell, and death continued to occur.

The beasts that had surrounded them panicked. Some wounded monsters began to retreat, only to be trampled to death by the surging oncoming beasts.

As the last demonic beast fell, Hua Jiu'er swayed and nearly collapsed.

Li Qingshui quickly helped her up and asked with concern, "Sister Jiu'er, how are you?"

The girl smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just used too much force. I'll be fine after a short while."

He sat cross-legged, took out a pill to restore his Yuan Qi and put it in his mouth, then took out another pill to heal his wounds and swallowed it.

A few minutes later, her pale face slowly turned rosy.

She opened her eyes, looked at Li Qingshui who was cleaning up the battlefield, and sighed softly.

"Sigh, if only my Eldest Brother were here, I'm sure he would have no trouble dealing with these monsters."

At that moment, Hua Qiang's stunning appearance appeared in her mind, and a blush unconsciously rose to her cheeks.

"Eldest Brother, where are you now? Jiu'er... misses you so much!"

Hua Jiu'er murmured softly, but her voice was clear enough to reach Li Qingshui's ears.

Li Qingshui was startled. At the same time, he wondered if this young girl had fallen in love. Who was she thinking about and longing for?

It has such great charm that it makes this Flower Fairy so attached to it?

I'd like to meet him sometime!

Li Qingshui's pupils suddenly contracted—not far away, on a pile of rubble, a plaque engraved with strange patterns was emitting a halo of gray mist, as if some mysterious power was surging within it.

As he reached over, just as he was about to pick it up, a chill suddenly rose up on the back of his neck, and he instinctively rolled to his left.

"Boom!"

A sharp blade of energy grazed her ear and slashed down, instantly splitting the ground into a trench over ten feet long, sending rubble flying.

Li Qingshui flipped himself up, his Longsword gleaming coldly. Thick clouds surged as if alive, and two figures slowly emerged from the clouds.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me from behind?" She gritted her teeth, pointing her sword at the attacker.

"Hehe, Heartless Fairy, how have you been?"

Amidst her giggles, the bells at the waist of the woman in red jingled crisply, her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her eyes and brows exuded a captivating charm.

Before she finished speaking, her figure blurred into a blur, and in the blink of an eye, she swept past Li Qingshui's side, her jade hand swiftly grabbing the Token from the ground.

"Damn it, put it down! That's mine!"

Li Qingshui roared, Heartless Sword Style instantly pierced out, seven sword shadows coiling towards the woman in red like venomous snakes.

However, a beam of light suddenly slashed down from the sky, forcing her to hastily change her move.

"Heartless Fairy, your opponent is me."

A rough male voice accompanied by a biting wind swept in as a burly man brandished a giant halberd, the air whistling sharply wherever the blade passed.

Li Qingshui let out a sharp cry as her Longsword clashed with the large sword, sparks flying Mars.

She used the momentum to retreat, only to see the woman in red put the Token into her Storage Ring and chuckle as she played with her hair.

"Who are you? State your names!" Li Qingshui was slightly out of breath, staring at the two men warily.

"Us? Hehehe, I am Wu Qibai, the Sixth Heaven, the Young Master Mist of the Northern Region!"

The man laughed arrogantly and continued, "This is my sister, the Hidden Fairy, Wu Xiaoqin."

We gladly accept this Token!

"Bastards! How dare you steal from me, the Heartless Fairy! I, Li Qingshui, will never let you get away with this!"

Her eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the sword light intensified threefold as she aimed for Wu Qibai's vitals.

Wu Qibai roared and unleashed a massive sword dance, engaging Li Qingshui in a fierce battle. The ground was constantly torn apart by the flashing sword light.

On the other side, Hua Jiu'er slowly opened her eyes, and some color returned to her originally pale cheeks.

She looked at Wu Xiaoqin, and a chilling mist suddenly surged around her. "Hand over the Token if you know what's good for you, or... die!"

"Hehehe, the world is truly vast and full of wonders!"

Wu Xiaoqin covered her mouth and giggled. Before she could finish speaking, her figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

Hua Jiu'er's pupils contracted slightly, and she instinctively leaned back—a cold glint grazed the tip of her nose, lifting a few strands of her hair.

Wu Xiaoqin appeared in mid-air, her Longsword gleaming with an eerie light, and once again swooped down like a ghost.

Hua Jiu'er formed hand seals and softly chanted, "Flower Binding!" Countless petals condensed from the void, forming pink chains that wrapped around Wu Xiaoqin.

However, Wu Xiaoqin sneered and with a light swing of her Longsword, the chains were easily severed.

"A trivial skill!"

Wu Xiaoqin flipped her wrist, and her swordplay suddenly changed. The sword shadows transformed into thousands of ethereal butterflies, swarming towards Hua Jiu'er.

Instead of retreating, Hua Jiu'er advanced, conjuring ice blades at her fingertips as she charged towards the butterfly shadow.

The ice blades collided with the ghostly butterflies, producing a series of explosive sounds, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire battlefield.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Xiaoqin's eyes, which quickly turned into annoyance.

"Interesting. Then let me show you the power of the Hidden Immortal Art!"

The mist around her surged, and she seemed to melt into the fog. The next moment, countless transparent short swords pierced towards Hua Jiu'er from all directions.

Hua Jiu'er's expression was solemn as she moved her hands swiftly and chanted obscure incantations.

In an instant, a huge phantom of a flower appeared around her, with petals layered upon each other, forming an indestructible barrier.

The short sword struck the barrier with a crisp clang, but failed to penetrate it even slightly.

"Thousand Layers of Falling Petals!" Hua Jiu'er shouted, and the barrier shattered. Thousands of petals, carrying sharp Sword Qi, swept towards Wu Xiaoqin like a storm.

Wu Xiaoqin's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly used her movement technique to hide in the clouds and mist to avoid the attack, but she was still grazed by a few petals, her robes were torn, and blood seeped out.

Meanwhile, the battle between Li Qingshui and Wu Qibai also intensified.

Li Qingshui's Heartless Sword Style became increasingly fierce, while Wu Qibai's swordsmanship became even more powerful. The two exchanged blows, neither able to gain the upper hand.