"Heh, that's all it took to scare you? I still preferred that arrogant, unruly look you had just now!" Qian Xunye sneered.
He then withdrew his Soul Power pressure and mocked, "A Soul Master who doesn't dare stir up trouble isn't a good Soul Master. An academy with such a stupid fucking motto clearly has serious problems with both its values and teaching philosophy!"
"Utterly idiotic!"
That motto was plainly about bullying the weak while fearing the strong. Faced with an absolute powerhouse, they immediately behaved themselves.
"Now I'll say it one more time. Fight my niece. If you lose, you die!"
Cold sweat drenched Zhao Wuji's body. He staggered to his feet, still shaken, and asked uneasily, "If I defeat your niece, will you really leave and spare me and my students?"
"A gentleman's word is his bond." As he spoke, Qian Xunye took out a chair and sat down.
Zhao Wuji breathed a long sigh of relief upon hearing that. This man doesn't seem hostile toward me. He's probably just treating me as part of his niece's training, using me as a whetstone!
As long as I defeat this girl, I'll survive!
Zhao Wuji knew Qian Renxue had to be extraordinarily strong. Otherwise, how could Qian Xunye dare let his niece challenge a Soul Sage like him?
But how strong could a twelve-year-old girl possibly be?
No matter how quickly or powerfully she cultivated at twelve, she could at most be a Soul Elder, right?
"A mere Soul Elder fighting a Soul Sage? Hmph! I, Zhao Wuji, can handle that with ease!"
Zhao Wuji was full of confidence. "Fine! I'll fight your niece, but I, Zhao Wuji, won't hold back."
"Senior, if I knock your niece down within three moves, you won't get angry and go back on