Seeing those words, Hua He grabbed the messenger flying sword and crushed it in one squeeze, stamping her feet furiously as she cursed Tang Yu.
That damned bastard—why was he barking at her like a dog?
"Suppressing your realm to bully me? Fine, fine. You want to suppress your realm, huh?"
Hua He gritted her teeth. During these five years of seclusion, Tang Yu had caused her inner demons to arise again and again, yet she had endured them all by sheer force!
For cultivators, overcoming each trial meant taking another step forward on the path of the Great Dao.
At this moment, she had already touched the threshold of the peak of Tribulation Transcendence. She could even be said to be the strongest of the three sisters now!
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Hua He's furious expression gradually calmed. She walked over to the mirror and began pondering how to deal with the coming battle.
If they fought at the same realm, then as long as she made thorough preparations, she truly had no need to fear his utterly disgusting Time Dao.
As for how to restrain him, that gave Hua He quite a headache.
Sitting before the mirror, she combed her pale golden hair. Whenever she could not figure something out, she habitually thought while combing her hair, slowly unraveling the problem strand by strand.
Before she knew it, she had arranged her long hair into twin ponytails. Her thoughts finally cleared, and she took out several incomparably precious pills, swallowing them on the spot and concealing them within her meridians.
There was no need to be polite with such a despicable person. Using a few underhanded tricks against him was only proper!
After making all her preparations, Hua He left the sect directly.
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