Zhang Lexuan watched Xiao Yi hover in midair for what felt like forever, looking down at her from on high. The emotions she had struggled to suppress finally snapped beyond restraint.
She had always been gentle, composed, and dignified, rarely ever losing her temper. But after being toyed with and teased by Xiao Yi time and again today, even the best temper would flare. She no longer cared who was right or wrong. At this moment, she had only one thought.
She had to utterly subdue this brat with strength, make him shut up obediently, and ensure that tonight's incident rotted in his stomach forever.
A phantom of a bright silver moon slowly emerged behind her, echoing the full moon hanging high in the night sky. Gentle silver-white light shimmered brilliantly. Eight distinct Soul Rings rose from beneath her feet—two yellow, two purple, three black, and one red—clearly layered and dazzling to behold.
The immense pressure of a Soul Douluo swept forth like an overwhelming tide, crushing fiercely toward Xiao Yi in the air.
"Xiao Yi, come down immediately."
Zhang Lexuan's voice carried barely concealed exasperation. The poised bearing of the dignified senior sister had long since vanished; she had clearly been driven past her limit. "As long as you promise never to spread word of what happened tonight, I won't harm you in the slightest."
Xiao Yi looked at her with an odd expression, feeling utterly helpless.
In the end, this whole thing had been Zhang Lexuan's fault from start to finish.
She had secretly followed and spied on him for an entire afternoon. After being exposed, not only did she fail to reflect on herself, but she became angry out of embarrassment and planned to silence him through force by relying on her superior cultivation. Now she had