At the Nine Stars Sect camp, Cao Ye and Dong Shuye waited together. They had received word last night that Luo Ji had clashed with that Mountain Crossing Tiger. One was Tier Two, the other Tier Three, yet the commotion from their battle rivaled that of ordinary Tier Five cultivators...
The news that came next astonished them. Luo Ji, in whom they had placed such high hopes, had failed to swiftly deal with his opponent. Instead, the two had fought to a standstill.
As expected of a disciple from a top sect—he was not so easy to kill.
If it had been an ordinary grievance, the Nine Stars Sect would not have clung to it so stubbornly. But the young master's death had to be avenged, so they could only continue waiting.
Just then, Dong Shuye's expression suddenly changed.
"Is there a result?" Cao Ye asked tensely.
"No. It's that bitch of a maid by Wang Yang's side! She has left the Mystic Gate camp."
"She isn't going to deal with Luo Ji, is she?" Cao Ye's heart skipped a beat.
"I don't know. We can't rule out that possibility. You'll need to make a trip."
Cao Ye's face twitched. Though they were both Tier Six, he truly was no match for that bitch of a maid. Every time he fought that woman, he could not escape a vicious beating.
There was nothing to be done about it. He followed the path of a Body Cultivator, while that woman was a Spell Cultivator, giving her an innate advantage. They had fought many times over the past two years, and every time, he had been beaten black and blue.
Thus, he truly did not want to face that maid named Xiao Zhu. Yet Dong Shuye had already spoken, so he could