"Pill King Lu, this is a private matter of the Abyss Hall. You don't need to meddle so much, do you?" During this time, Lu Xiaotian had defeated or even killed late-stage Integrated Body old monsters. Even if Ji Ying had a few extra lives, he wouldn't dare fight Lu Xiaotian.
"Then I won't meddle." Lu Xiaotian spread his hands. Across from him, Dongfang Yi couldn't be bothered to hear any more of Ji Ying's nonsense. She planned to give the two of them a thrashing before discussing anything else.
Dongfang Yi made no unnecessary movements. A fine flurry of snowflakes swept around her, drifting toward them and lending the surroundings a few degrees of wintry chill.
A few crystalline snowflakes stood out in particular. Spinning at astonishing speed, they floated toward Ji Ying and the blue-robed middle-aged man.
"Unbridled Holy Snow!" Lu Xiaotian had witnessed the power of those tiny flakes with his own eyes, so he recognized them at once. All these years later, Dongfang Yi, the Holy Son of the Wind and Snow Sacred Sect, had not fallen far behind him in cultivation. The Unbridled Holy Snow seemed unremarkable, but its edge was even more tightly concealed. Even he couldn't afford to take it lightly.
Seeing the mysterious woman make her move, Ban Qianchi sucked in a sharp breath. After refining the Blue You Demon Bottle, he had become extremely sensitive to attacks of this caliber. If Lu Xiaotian and the woman hadn't seemed so in sync, Ban Qianchi would have been on high alert already.
"Take one each. Don't think you can leave me with the scraps." Dongfang Yi shot Lu Xiaotian a sidelong glance.
"I wouldn't dare take advantage of you." Lu Xiaotian couldn't help laughing at that. The blue-robed middle-aged man was strong, but