"Little fellow, since you are a cultivator of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, you should know its principles: the Sword Dao should be your foremost pursuit."
"Your cultivation realm is not bad, yet your temperament is so impetuous. It clearly does not match your realm, nor does it accord with the principles of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect."
"If this continues, it will do you no good in your future cultivation."
"Of course, none of this has anything to do with me."
"Do not make me repeat the same words a third time. Otherwise... the consequences are not something you can bear. Do not say I failed to warn you!"
The instant he finished speaking, a trace of Righteous Energy emanated from Xuan Jue and swept outward, enveloping Baili Chen with overwhelming force.
The next moment, Baili Chen, who had been consumed by extreme fury, felt as though someone had dumped a basin of cold water over his head.
His body swayed slightly. The sinister chill in his eyes faded, his arrogance vanished without a trace, and his gaze abruptly cleared.
"You... you are..."
As he looked at Xuan Jue again, before he could finish speaking, cold sweat had already soaked his back.
The words he meant to say would not come out. When his peripheral vision swept over Su Shi'er beside him, towering waves surged in his heart.
A Tribulation Crossing stage powerhouse?!!
Why would such an existence appear here?
And that brat had actually managed to latch onto someone like this.
Trouble! With such an existence protecting him, I'm afraid it will be hard to get my two Heavenly Gang Green Wood Swords back.
Damn sword maid, you have ruined this old man!
Cursing inwardly, Baili Chen glanced at Su Shi'er from the corner of his eye and