Coming to the Pill King City's outer sea, Luo Ping'er was pursued by the Seven Dongxuan Sons. After encountering several waves of enemies in succession, she had been powerless to engage them in a drawn-out fight—and then Lu Xiaotian had stood her up. At the time, Luo Ping'er had hated that man half to death.
Later, when she ran into him, Luo Ping'er had been overjoyed. At first, she had thought he had deliberately toyed with her, waiting along the road she had to pass before launching an attack on her pursuers. But looking back on it afterward, that had clearly not been the case. At the time, something had probably gone wrong with the cultivation method he practiced, and he had lost control of his mind. Her encounter with him had been sheer luck as well.
Whenever she thought of it, Luo Ping'er felt a lingering fear. Even now, she still harbored some resentment toward Lu Xiaotian. When she had luckily encountered him back then, he had not yet completely lost his reason. If her luck had been any worse, that man probably would not have been willing to bother with her at all.
It was only after he fought the Seven Dongxuan Sons and the others that he completely lost control.
Luo Ping'er remembered being shaken by the murderous aura surging to the heavens from his body, as well as by the fierce methods with which he had slain the Seven Dongxuan Sons and the others.
After killing that entire group, the blood light around him had nearly pierced the sky. Even Luo Ping'er had been left trembling with fear, worried that, in his loss of control, he might suddenly strike her. The Seven Dongxuan Sons and several other Golden Core experts had not even managed to escape