After Ye Qingxian swore her vow, her state of mind surged, and she broke through an entire major realm right where she stood.
Though Ye Qingxian's talent was unrivaled throughout history, she still hadn't lived a hundred years.
For now, she had no chance to deal with the few big fish.
Unwilling to accept it, Ye Qingxian simply killed a few little shrimp to vent her anger.
They were all people who had once tampered with Ye Xiaoyao.
The person pulling the strings didn't react.
It seemed they tacitly approved of these people being offered up for Ye Qingxian to vent her anger on.
After all, they had just struck and injured her.
Ye Qingxian sneered.
They really thought they were so high and mighty.
Were they using the strategy of slapping her, then handing her a sweet date?
A nameless sense of frustration welled up in her heart. After a long moment, she spat out, "What the *** are you pretending for?"
That's right. Ye Qingxian had cursed.
"Even someone like me, whose talent stands alongside the Supreme Experts of all time, remains humble." There had only ever been nine Supreme Experts throughout history. No one knew whether these nine Supreme Experts were still alive, but their stories had been passed down by word of mouth for generations. The most famous of them was the Emperor Venerable phantom in the Five Passes to Heaven. In his youth, not a single person had ever been able to defeat him.
Remembering the tone the Supreme had used just moments ago, Ye Qingxian felt a fresh wave of discomfort and revulsion.
Treating the lives of the masses as mere bargaining chips, deciding their fate with such ease...
Suddenly, she felt she could understand Ye Xiaoyao.
An inexplicable loathing rose in her heart.