Just as Ye Erniang started to move, before her fingers had even brushed Zhong Ling's clothes, Lin Xuan's figure before her eyes suddenly blurred.
It was as though he had crossed the distance between space and time. The moment before, he had been in the middle of the room; the next, he had appeared like a ghost between her and Zhong Ling.
"So fast..." That was the last thought to flash through Ye Erniang's mind. She didn't even have time to marvel at his incredible speed.
Lin Xuan used no flashy moves. He simply raised his right hand.
That slender palm, however, held enough terrifying power to shatter mountains and split peaks.
He poured all his incomparably pure Innate True Qi into his palm and struck Ye Erniang's crown with all his might!
"Pfft—!"
A muffled sound that made one's heart quail.
There was no scream, no struggle.
Ye Erniang's body was as if struck head-on by an invisible mountain. The light in her eyes went out in an instant, and she crumpled limply to the ground.
She died on the spot.
The strange smile that always graced her face was frozen forever in an expression of utter terror.
Zhong Ling stared wide-eyed as the "demon woman" who had just threatened her died right before her, swiftly and decisively.
The fear and pressure in her heart burst away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of relief and joy at having survived.
She could no longer keep herself upright. She jumped down from the chair and stumbled into Lin Xuan's arms, bursting into tears.
"Waaah... Brother Lin Xuan! I was so scared... That demon woman was so terrifying... And my father... My father, he... he's dead..."
The girl's soft body trembled violently in his arms, and her tears soon soaked the front