Pei Qing said coldly, "A donkey from Guizhou—" Tang Ruowei glanced up at them, then continued, "If you're hoping your master or your fellow disciples will come to your rescue, you'd better give up on that now. To be honest, my master is nearby too. He's definitely not someone one or two Golden Core cultivators could deal with." What the hell did that have to do with me? I told you that if I fought back, people would die, but you wouldn't believe me. Now that someone's dead, you're going to blame me again. "You're impressive, all right." The two Baiyue Temple disciples landed on the ground and spat out mouthfuls of blood, staggering on their feet. Zuo Yanfei, meanwhile, strode out of the valley with her spear in hand. Her armor had been torn to shreds, exposing large swathes of pale skin, but her eyes were bloodshot, and a pale blue aura of True Essence swirled around her. She looked ready for battle, like a goddess of war. The girl muttered to herself, "I should go find Sister Zuo first. She's up against two people, and their attributes counter hers, so her fight might not be any easier than mine." A glimmer of surrender and relief flashed through Pei Qing's eyes. He relaxed his whole body and stopped struggling. "Hmph." "I can't save you now." She pressed her index and middle fingers together, her thumb resting over her ring and little fingers, and formed a sword seal. The Kun Ling Sword flew over and spun above Pei Qing's throat. "Take this!" "Hm?" "Remember not to commit such unrighteous deeds in your next life." The sword's tip drew a thin line of blood. Tang Ruowei drew it back and flicked the blood from its blade. After a moment's thought, she put away the Flying Sword, raised her hand, and slapped the ground. But Pei Qing had been prepared. With a crisp crack, what seemed to be a green membrane of light around him shattered, and the Sword Light rebounded without effect, reverting to the Kun Ling Sword as it circled around Tang Ruowei. Pei Dao gasped and cursed, "So this is how the five leaders of the Righteous Path Alliance act? The Divine Martial Heavenly Army is bad enough, but the Azure Nether Sword Sect, which claims to have the best individual combat ability..." Tang Ruowei shook her head. Zuo Yanfei nodded, smiled at Tang Ruowei, then pressed the two men, "If you won't surrender, do you still want to keep fighting?" As she spoke, Tang Ruowei turned around and looked at Pei Qing. Pei Dao gave a resigned snort and handed over the things on his person. "Oh." The girl felt wronged, but the True Essence within her kept flowing, carrying her onward in her flight. After searching for a while, she reached the valley where Zuo Yanfei was fighting Pei Dao and Pei Shan. Just then, a raging flood burst out from within the valley, sending Pei Dao and Pei Shan flying. Before he could finish speaking, Tang Ruowei suddenly stepped forward and struck the hilt of the Kun Ling Sword with her palm. "As expected of a disciple of the Azure Nether Sword Sect." "Right. Hand over your Magic Treasures." "Come on." Tang Ruowei greeted them with a wave. Pei Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, barely clinging to life, but not yet dead. "Huh, you're still alive? No wonder you're a Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivator in the Virtual Core realm." Pei Qing then rode his Flying Sword after her. Seeing Tang Ruowei standing with her back to him, he sneered, "Hmph. Not running anymore?" Black Sword Light swept toward her once again. Pei Qing joined his fists together, and green Spirit Light blocked the Kun Ling Sword as it kept pushing forward. Tang Ruowei gathered her strength in her palm. The peerless force of her strike propelled the Kun Ling Sword, adding power to its attack. The blade pierced through Pei Qing's defenses in an instant and plunged into his chest. Primordial Magnetism spread through him, pulverizing the organs of the Virtual Core cultivator in a flash. She suddenly cried out, shoved Tang Ruowei away, then kicked Pei Shan and Pei Dao flying before leaping into the air herself. Tang Ruowei glanced over and felt a little envious. Zuo Yanfei had a well-trained body and a wonderfully graceful figure. You couldn't tell when she was in armor, but now that it was in tatters, her impressive bust was on full display, making Tang Ruowei extremely jealous. Tang Ruowei used a technique to burrow through the soil, weaving through the earth. Tang Ruowei said this as she thrust the Kun Ling Sword into Pei Qing's throat. "Then—" After finishing all this, Tang Ruowei dusted off her hands and stood up. Tang Ruowei ignored him, beckoned with her hand, and sent the Kun Ling Sword spinning back to her side before thrusting out with the same strike again. Pei Shan gave a wry smile, handed over his Flying Sword and Spirit Talismans, then crouched down without being asked. The latter also struck back with a palm. The two attacks collided, and black and green True Essence burst from the point of impact, lifting the surrounding soil by more than a foot. Tang Ruowei stepped forward and thrust out her palm, striking Pei Qing with the force of Primordial Magnetism behind it. Pei Dao was still somewhat unwilling to give up, but Pei Shan urged him, "Senior Brother, surrender. There's no fight left in this. It's been fifteen minutes." The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Tang Ruowei simply stopped burrowing and climbed out of the ground, standing in place. Her palm had gouged a pit more than two meters long and over a meter wide into the ground. The girl walked over to Pei Qing's corpse, lifted him with one hand, and tossed him into the pit. Then, using Primordial Magnetism to control the surrounding earth and stones, she covered it with a small mound of earth. Tang Ruowei used an earth-burrowing technique and followed the route Zuo Yanfei had taken into the mountains. She stopped now and then, using her True Essence to sense the surroundings and the tracking methods Zuo Yanfei had just taught her. She eventually managed to find the tracks of Zuo Yanfei and the other two. She was still grumbling when Zuo Yanfei, unaware of her complaints, turned with a smile toward Tang Ruowei and said, "We don't have much time. Let's tie them up first, then—Watch out!" "Keep going!" "Is that so?" Zuo Yanfei lowered her head and looked herself over, then chuckled. "What's so great about it? Armor's uncomfortable and makes me easier to hit when I dodge... The only good thing is that it keeps my shoulders and waist in shape." Pei Qing said as well, "That saves me a lot of trouble. I've changed my mind too, little girl. You killed Pei Shan and Pei Yuan. If I don't make you pay, then I'll have wasted my time in this world." The girl opened her mouth, and a streak of black Sword Light flashed away. The speed and power of that strike exceeded the Virtual Core cultivator Pei Qing's ability to react. In the blink of an eye, it slammed into him. Pei Qing stumbled back two steps, his blood and qi surging. A flush rose across his face. "Not bad, I suppose. What other tricks do you have?" If one strike wasn't powerful enough to break through someone's defenses, the simplest solution was to combine the force of two strikes. They were asking for it by insisting on fighting me... I could only give you a swift death and set you free. "What makes you such a monster?" Tang Ruowei blinked and praised her... She could sense the Virtual Core cultivator behind her chasing her relentlessly, fuming with rage. Pei Qing sneered and raised his hand. "Hey, how are you two?" The two men clutched their heads and crouched down. Zuo Yanfei and Tang Ruowei stood together, and Tang Ruowei eyed Zuo Yanfei's chest with envy. "Sister Zuo, you really have a great figure." Tang Ruowei blinked. "The well-fed don't know how the hungry starve." Tang Ruowei thought for a moment, then pointed toward the nearby mountain. "I buried him on that hill over there." "There's no need to worry about Master. He's guarding those demons. I doubt there's anyone in this world who could hurt him." Pei Qing sneered coldly and raised his hand. "You're the one who's going to regret it." Countless green vines stretched out from who knew where, twisting together as they slowly withdrew from a large pit in the ground. Behind them, even more vines crept along the earth, spreading over the mountainside in a dense, unbroken mass. "The same move won't work against a Cultivator!" Zuo Yanfei looked down, then laughed. "What's so great about it? Armor's uncomfortable and makes me easier to hit when I dodge... The only good thing is that it keeps my shoulders and waist in shape." "As for our sect, I'm the disciple of the Azure Nether Sword Sect's strongest cultivator. For Magic Treasures, I have the finest Flying Sword my master made for me. For cultivation, I practice the highest-level methods and learn the most powerful techniques. For talent, I have a Heavenly Spirit Root of the earth attribute. And when it comes to right and wrong, I'm protecting the lives of the innocent, while you plotted to frame people, ignored my warnings, and struck first... Why should I run? You're the ones who should be running."
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