If You Can Cut Me, Then Go Ahead and Try, Human Race Brat?

Amidst screams of despair, the crowd scattered and fled, only to be killed in the blink of an eye.

Even disciples of the Aristocratic Clan would find it difficult to protect themselves when facing a powerful demon at the Eleventh Realm.

For the first time, Chu Wujiu's expression turned serious. After stretching his body, he walked forward, saying, "It seems it's my turn to make a move."

"It's unfair to only watch him make a move; it's time to let Qin Wangchuan see what I can do..."

Chu Wujiu about to step forward, Li Xuan suddenly grabbed his wrist.

His brows furrowed slightly as he looked in the direction Li Xuan indicated.

"My Little Princess has made her move."

The two looked over and, sure enough, saw Li Qingluan draw her sword.

With one step, the world changed dramatically.

"Rain-Listening Sword Pavilion-- "

As the void trembled, the familiar sword pavilion in the heart of the lake descended once more.

The frozen lake was like a mirror, reflecting the fine rain falling from the sky, each raindrop imbued with a chilling Sword Qi.

Li Qingluan stood holding her sword, her robes fluttering like a crane's wings.

The sword rises.

There were no fancy moves, just a casual raise of the hand and a single sword strike.

"Clang!"

The instant the sword's cry resounded throughout the area, the entire frozen lake roared back! The giant wave transformed into countless ice blades, each reflecting a blindingly cold light.

The Corpse Flood Dragon, still slaughtering cultivators, didn't even have time to parry before the bronze coffin, along with its body, was cleaved in two from the middle by this sword.

The two halves of the dragon's corpse slowly slid off, the cuts as smooth as a mirror.

The rain was still falling on the frozen lake.

The fleeing cultivators suddenly froze in place, their faces still frozen in terror, their pupils already reflecting the Sword Light that Heaven-Opening.

"This... this is..." They were so shocked by the sword strike that they couldn't speak.

Although I knew the fairy blocking my way was strong, I never expected her to be this strong.

Even a powerful demon at the Eleventh Realm was casually killed!

Chu Wujiu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "What a fine Rain-Listening Sword Pavilion! Your Li Clan has been hiding this well."

After finishing her exclamation, a question arose in her mind, and she suddenly turned to Li Xuan and asked, "Speaking of which, I don't recall ever hearing about Qin Wangchuan's domain?"

"Qin Wangchuan's domain?" Li Xuan's eyes suddenly glazed over, his memory returning to that tenth birthday banquet.

He was certainly present and witnessed Qin Wangchuan enter the sixth realm in one step and then unleash his domain.

"Although I don't know the exact name, I remember it looked like two clouds..."

"Two clouds?"

Just as they were wondering, a clear, crisp bell sound suddenly came from the direction of the Qin Clan.

Before Qin Wangchuan could even make a move...

Qin Zhaoer had somehow appeared at the very front, pointing at the Nine-Tailed Fox and shouting:

"This White Fox is quite nice! Don't make a move, let me handle it!"

"I want to take it back as my mount."

As she spoke, her slender fingers brushed against her right ankle, whereupon a string of ancient bells appeared.

No wonder I only heard the bell before but didn't know where it came from; it turns out it was a Law Treasure that could conceal itself.

She now has two strings of bells on her body.

One of them was a string of Jiuxiao Exquisite Bell, a gift from the Eldest Princess, which she wore on her wrist.

The other string was Hundred-Weapon Bell given to me by my older sister.

She slipped the ancient ankle bell off her ankle and placed it in her palm; the small bell swirled rapidly in her hand.

Each crisp ring of the bell was accompanied by the swirling shadows of weapons—sometimes transforming into a twelve-foot-long spear gleaming with cold light, sometimes into a ferocious and heavy golden hammer, and even a blood-red scythe with an eerie curve flashing in succession.

"What should we use this time?" She tilted her head, her eyes darting around. Suddenly, the bell emitted a clear, resonant sound, and a giant, jet-black Great Axe solidified and grew larger in the rosy light.

"Let's use this one!"

The moment her delicate hand grasped it, the dark Golden Patterns on the axe handle suddenly came to life.

A six-foot-long axe-spear suddenly materialized, with Red Pattern iron blade.

The weapon, which was clearly taller than her entire body, felt as light as a feather in her hand. With her jade feet touching the ground and her body spinning, her skirt fluttering, the axe blade spun into a gilded windmill in her palm.

With a casual swing, the heavy axe-spear instantly transformed into a blurry afterimage as it attacked the Nine-Tailed Fox.

"Take this!"

The axe blade slashed down with a whistling sound, and a cold glint flashed in the Nine-Tailed Fox's eyes. "You ignorant little brat!" Its nine tails stood up at the same time, and its body was filled with a surge of cold air, instantly freezing the ground into an ice wall several feet thick.

The ice wall shattered the next moment, and the Great Axe, undiminished in its power, charged straight at the main body behind it!

The Nine-Tailed Fox hastily swung its three tails to block.

"Whoosh!"

Three snow-white fox tails snapped off instantly, spurting blood.

The Nine-Tailed Fox staggered backward, a look of horror flashing in its eyes. "Impossible! How could a mere Human Race possess such brute strength?!"

It stared intently at Qin Zhaoer's slender body, its voice filled with both greed and disbelief. "Could it be... that you possess some kind of special Sacred Body?"

As he spoke, a flash of light appeared at the severed tail, and three brand-new fox tails grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One of the onlookers exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! This kind of powerful demon's Blood Qi far surpasses that of ordinary demons!"

Qin Zhaoer simply tilted her head, revealing a confident smile, "It wouldn't matter if a few more grew, would it?"

Before she finished speaking, she had already lunged forward again, her Great Axe sweeping across, creating a whistling sound.

Swish!

Three more fox tails snapped off in response.

Fear finally showed in the Nine-Tailed Fox's eyes. After hesitating for a moment, it turned to flee.

However, the Qin Clan Guard had already sealed off the area.

"Weren't you quite arrogant just now?" one of the Qin Clan guards sneered. "Trying to leave now? Too late!"

The roles of hunter and prey were instantly reversed.

The Great Axe was raised again, Nine-Tailed Fox let out a mournful cry.

"Damn humans!"

You must understand that the tails of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan are formed from condensed cultivation energy. What you're cutting isn't just the tail, but your own cultivation energy!

Qin Zhaoer stopped what she was doing, tilted her head and thought for a moment, "If you become my mount, I'll spare your life~"

"Dream!"

Without another word, another axe fell.

This time it was convinced.

"Stop! I... I'm willing to submit!"

You have to admit it, or you'll die!

The Nine-Tailed Fox trembled all over, her eyes filled with humiliation.

It was once a powerful force in ancient times, but was unfortunately caught up in the turmoil of the True Dragon Tribe.

He finally caught a Fallen Dragon and used its Dragon Qi to help himself fall into a deep sleep, hoping to become invincible in future generations.

Who would have thought that one day I would be taken as a mount by a little Human Race girl!

But looking at the blood-dripping Great Axe, it finally lowered its proud head.

"That's a good girl~" Qin Zhaoer casually stuck the Great Axe into the ground, lightly touched the ground with her bare feet, and flipped over to straddle the back of the Nine-Tailed Fox.

She leaned back slightly, her rounded hips outlining an alluring curve beneath her red dress, her bare, snow-white feet crossed and resting on the fluffy tail of the Nine-Tailed Fox, her ten pearl-like toes playfully curling.

"Remember this~" Qin Zhaoer leaned forward, her fingertips tugging at the Nine-Tailed Fox's ear, a dangerous smile curving her red lips, "If you dare to throw me, I'll pluck your tails off one by one."

After saying that, her face instantly lit up with a bright smile, and she turned to Qin Wangchuan to show off, "Look, isn't my new mount beautiful?"

But that wasn't what everyone was focusing on.

"Impressive, right? I taught you!" Qin Kuangge leaned close to Qin Wangchuan's ear, raised his eyebrows smugly, and spoke with a tone full of boastfulness.

After saying that, she winked at Qin Wangchuan, looking eager to try. "If you want to learn, I can teach you too."

"Fourth Brother can give you special tutoring anytime."

Qin Wangchuan glanced at the exaggerated Great Axe, then at Qin Zhaoer was wielding it with great skill, and his lips twitched. "What kind of teaching is this..."

His gaze remained fixed on Qin Zhaoer.

It must be said that her Peach Blossom Disaster Body are truly extraordinary; she learns everything extremely quickly.

He also learned his own Sword Seals, but its power... was pitifully small.

Compared to the complex cultivation of Technique Method, Qin Zhaoer's talent in Body Cultivator is clearly more astonishing.

Just as Qin Zhaoer subdued the Nine-Tailed Fox, the Golden Cicada suddenly flapped its wings, and the thousands of pupils on its wings simultaneously emitted dazzling golden light.

"Watch out!" Li Qingluan sensed something was wrong and immediately swung her sword to block.

Although she was not seriously injured, the force still sent her flying back several feet.

At the same time, the remains of the Corpse Flood Dragon suddenly transformed into billowing Black Mist, which was completely absorbed into the Golden Cicada's body.

At the same time, Golden Cicada used the same trick again and attacked the Nine-Tailed Fox.

Qin Zhaoer reacted extremely quickly, blocking the Nine-Tailed Fox with her Great Axe.

With a loud clang, a beam of golden light was abruptly blocked, but she was forced back several steps, her tiger's mouth split open.

"This power..." Qin Zhaoer's eyes flashed with surprise. The strength of this Golden Cicada was on a completely different level from that of the other great demons!

"What a pity, what a pity..." Golden Cicada laughed like a child, "Although it's still a bit lacking, it's barely enough."

It slowly took flight, its pupils on its cicada wings flashing with an eerie light. "A fellow great demon? Don't be ridiculous!"

"These three useless pieces of trash are just food I'm raising to be my reserve rations after I wake up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Golden Patterns suddenly appeared on its shell.

"This is the moment for me to shed my shell and take human form!"

The outer shell peeled away inch by inch, revealing a gradually taking human shape inside.

An aura of terror rose steadily, causing the entire world to tremble.

However, at this moment--

"The Taichu God-Burial Sword!"

A clear, cold voice rang out, and Qin Wangchuan had already drawn the Guluan at some point, its blade radiating dazzling starlight.

However, Golden Cicada did not panic in the face of this terrifying attack.

"Foolish!" Its shell parted in a mocking grin. "If I complete my molting, I will indeed be in a period of weakness."

As it spoke, the Golden Patterns all over the Golden Cicada's shell suddenly shone brightly. "But conversely, when I molt, the hardness of my shell far exceeds that of ordinary shells!"

"But a mere Eighth Realm Human Race cub, if you can kill it, then try..."

Before he could finish speaking, Golden Cicada's gaze suddenly split in two.

Even that arrogant tone suddenly twisted into a comical sound:

"Why?"