The Demonic Sect's Saintess, Li Miaoyin

"Trying to run now? Too late."

Watching the three figures scramble away, Li Miaoyin sneered, slowly raised the long sword in her hand, and slashed out.

In an instant, the blade of the long sword split into three, each chasing after one of the fleeing figures.

Suddenly, all three men died violently, their bodies sliced in two by the sword light as they slowly plummeted toward the ground below.

"You've been watching for a while now. What? Are you here to kill me too? If you are, then hurry up and do it; I'm a busy person."

After finishing her business, Li Miaoyin pointed her sword tip at Ye Lin, her tone cold and indifferent.

"No, I just thought you looked a bit familiar."

Ye Lin shook his head and spoke.

Li Miaoyin, however, acted as if she were right at home, walking onto Ye Lin's flying ship without a second thought.

"Familiar? I've never seen you before. Could it be that you're one of my admirers? That is certainly possible, and this ship is quite nice."

Li Miaoyin spoke to herself, then stood on the deck, observing the vessel until she spotted a specific emblem, at which point she turned her head.

"You're a disciple of Nameless Mountain?"

After Li Miaoyin finished speaking, Ye Lin nodded.

"A Nameless Mountain disciple who can afford a ship like this—could you be one of the Ten Sequences?"

Li Miaoyin looked at Ye Lin with eyes full of vigilance.

One could not afford to underestimate Nameless Mountain, and none of those Ten Sequences were simple characters.

If Ye Lin really was here to kill her, and he happened to be one of the Ten Sequences of Nameless Mountain, she would have to make a quick escape.

After all, the reputation of the Ten