Seeing Through Her Identity

In the blink of an eye, a woman in tight-fitting clothes arrived on a sword.

The woman exuded a wisp of lightning energy.

This indicates that she had just been in close proximity to the Thunder.

Or rather, she was attacked by Xing Chang's thunder spear.

However, she blocked the lightning spear without harming her.

When Xing Chang saw the woman's face clearly, his arrogance vanished instantly.

"Xing Xinxin, what are you doing here?"

There was a clear hint of fear in Xing Chang's voice.

The woman was Xing Xinxin Xing Family.

"Xing Chang, it's you."

Xing Xinxin said angrily.

Her anger wasn't because she felt sorry for those lowly rogue Rogue Cultivator.

As a corpse cultivator, she was inexplicably attacked by Thunder Method, which made her instinctively feel extremely uncomfortable. It was as if her deliberately disguised identity as a corpse cultivator had been seen through and was being targeted.

"Xing Chang, take this!"

Xing Xinxin roared and transformed into a blur as she lunged at Xing Chang.

Although she came on strong, she acted with great restraint.

She didn't even activate her Spirit Artifact; she simply struck Xing Chang with her palm.

"Xing Xinxin, what are you doing?"

The Xing Chang was terrified and hurriedly retreated on his sword, fleeing into the city.

Xing Chang was clearly no match for Xing Xinxin, and he was quickly overtaken by her.

Xing Xinxin slapped down with her palm.

Wherever the palm strike passed, the air was instantly torn apart, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.

What met this blow was a shield crackling with lightning.

Xing Chang subconsciously activated the Thunder Shield Technique.

The lightning shield was easily shattered, and the palm continued to strike, landing solidly on Xing Chang's face.

Xing Chang felt his vision go black, as if he had been struck by a ferocious beast, and he immediately lost his balance and fell from mid-air.

"Bang!"

Xing Chang fell into the dilapidated house, which immediately collapsed.

Thanks to Xing Xinxin's deliberate restraint, Xing Chang was not seriously injured, but he looked extremely disheveled.

Xing Chang's face was red and swollen, blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were tattered.

"Xing Xinxin, you crazy woman, one day I'll make you pay."

Xing Chang stood up from the ruins while gritting his teeth and cursing under his breath.

He thought that Xing Xinxin would beat him up and then leave, just like before.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, he saw Xing Xinxin standing in front of him, glaring at him with cold and sharp eyes.

"How dare you call me a crazy woman!"

Xing Xinxin raised her right foot and kicked Xing Chang suddenly.

"Xing Xinxin, do you really think I'm made of clay?"

The Xing Chang roared in anger.

Even under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xing Chang still had his pride.

He conjured a lightning spear in each hand and thrust it fiercely towards Xing Xinxin.

Xing Xinxin's kick landed squarely on Xing Chang's chest.

The Xing Chang was sent flying backward, crashing into several houses and causing them to collapse.

Unexpectedly, Xing Xinxin, who dared to resist, was caught off guard and was also struck by the lightning spear.

Xing Xinxin was no ordinary person either. In the critical moment, she quickly condensed a spiritual energy shield, blocking most of the power of the lightning spear.

Only a small portion of the lightning penetrated her body.

Although Xing Xinxin obtained the complete <Corpse King Blood Refinement Art>, it was still too early, and the problem of zombification had not been completely resolved.

The moment the lightning entered her body, she felt an indescribable pain.

The Corpse-Baleful Qi within his body, stimulated by this lightning, became violent and showed signs of spiraling out of control.

"Roar!"

Xing Xinxin suddenly let out a low roar.

Her face instantly turned ashen and black, making her look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Her lips twitched incessantly, revealing gleaming white teeth that seemed poised to sprout sharp fangs at any moment.

"Xing Chang, you deserve to die!"

A murderous intent gradually rose from Xing Xinxin's body.

With fingers curled into claws, he moved swiftly towards Xing Chang.

Xing Chang, who had just crawled out of the ruins, felt a cold wind, and the next moment, Xing Xinxin's fierce attack was already in front of him.

"Xing Xinxin, what do you want to do? Do you really want to kill me?"

Xing Chang felt a life-or-death crisis and, disregarding everything else, summoned a flying sword and slashed at Xing Xinxin.

Both men became enraged, and the fight intensified.

Xing Chang was basically being beaten by Xing Xinxin, but Xing Xinxin didn't dare to really kill Xing Chang, and didn't even break one of Xing Chang's arms.

But the surrounding houses and Rogue Cultivator shops suffered the consequences.

The lingering force of their battle was like a devastating storm.

These dilapidated houses, fragile as paper, collapsed in large swaths in the face of this storm.

Rubble flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

The Rogue Cultivator inside the house had no time to escape and were mercilessly swallowed up by the lingering force.

One after another, the Rogue Cultivator fell, their bodies torn to pieces.

Screams and cries for help rose and fell.

Within a dozen or so breaths, hundreds of houses collapsed, and hundreds of Rogue Cultivator died tragically.

The Xing Chang and Xing Xinxin turned a blind eye to this, neither of them caring about the lives of the Rogue Cultivator.

The weak are nothing more than ants, born to be crushed.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar, like a thunderclap, exploded in the air.

A young man appeared in mid-air.

The visitor was none other than Xing Liren, the eldest son of the Xing Family.

"Both of you, stop right now!"

Xing Liren's face was full of anger, and his eyes seemed to be burning with raging fury.

With the Spell Arts Tournament about to begin, numerous disciples from other sects and powerful independent Rogue Cultivator have arrived in Fangzhu City.

Xing Xinxin and Xing Chang fought fiercely, resulting in the deaths of many innocent low-level Rogue Cultivator, which undoubtedly tarnished the reputation of the Xing Family.

Xing Liren's angry shout startled Xing Xinxin, who reluctantly gave up.

She glanced at Xing Liren in mid-air, her eyes filled with arrogance.

It was as if her own brother, instead of joining her in beating Xing Chang, had stopped her, which greatly displeased her.

"Snort!"

With a cold snort, Xing Xinxin stepped onto her flying sword and soared through the air.

The Xing Chang felt as if he had been granted a pardon. At this moment, he was covered in wounds and bloodstains, and his appearance was appalling.

He looked at Xing Liren, his voice trembling and tinged with a hint of sobbing.

"Big brother, Xing Xinxin, she..."

Xing Chang was interrupted by Xing Liren before he could finish speaking.

"That's enough. Go back right now, don't embarrass yourself here."

Facing Xing Liren, Golden Core Xing Liren, Xing Chang dared not disobey in the slightest. Dragging his heavily injured body, he slunk off to the North City.

Immediately afterwards, Xing Liren also disappeared without a trace.

All that remained was ruins and the remains of hundreds of corpses.

When Xing Xinxin arrived, Song Wen kept his distance.

He witnessed the entire battle between Xing Xinxin and Xing Chang.

Because Xing Xinxin possessed a treasure that concealed her aura, Song Wen was initially unable to recognize her identity.

When Xing Xinxin showed signs of turning into a zombie, Song Wen recognized her and realized that Xing Xinxin was the female cultivator he had previously traded the <Corpse King Blood Refinement Art> with.

Watching Xing Xinxin's departing figure, a smile gradually crept onto Song Wen's lips.

Spurring his flying sword, Song Wen followed.

Xing Xinxin did not return to the North City, but instead wandered around the markets and neighborhoods of the South City.

As she walked to a relatively secluded spot, a bug suddenly caught her eye.

"It's that person's Gu Worm!"

The thought flashed through Xing Xinxin's mind.

Just as she was about to remove the Gu Worm, she saw Gu Worm into a crack in the wall by the street and disappear.

Beside the crevice in the rock lay a Jade Slip.