"I think this is a great opportunity to show off the might of our Demonic Cultivators! As long as Martial Uncle Li, you report this to the Ancestor as soon as possible, then set up a Soul-Locking..."
"...Shut up!"
She knew this guy was brainless, but she hadn't expected him to be this brainless!
Did he seriously think the Ancestor wouldn't run even faster than her the moment he heard that?
She hurriedly sent out a surge of magical power, sealing the young man's ability to speak. Then Li Wan glanced up, still shaken.
Damn it!
She'd almost been killed by that idiot!
That bastard of a senior brother had actually dumped such a brainless moron on her.
Meanwhile, in the lounge.
Li Ke leaned back against a single-person sofa, quietly waiting for Chi Jiuyu to return.
On the table in front of her sat a storage ring, packed with starship fuel.
Of course, she'd paid for it.
As she watched the numbers flickering on the virtual projection before her, her thoughts drifted far away.
"Xuan..."
Just moments ago, the Sword Sect Battle Net had finally reconnected.
Jing Hai had also sent her a message, explaining in detail what had happened on the front lines.
Xuan's appearance on the battlefield, the two seniors joining forces to fight Xuan, and how he himself had called upon the Ancestral Sword's power...
"What a pity."
If she hadn't been injured, she should have been the one to call upon the Ancestral Sword's power and drive Xuan back!
But what were Xuan and the Cang Race in Red Blade Star System 47 trying to accomplish?
As she pondered this, something stirred in her heart.
"Hmm?"
She sensed that Chi Jiuyu was on her way back.
"That dead fish got bored already?"
Li