Then Su Yueli stepped out, stopping right in front of the blue-robed cultivator.
The blue-robed cultivator halted and instinctively looked up.
The moment he saw Su Yueli's face, he froze. His eyes filled with awe and disbelief.
The woman before him wore a simple blue-and-white dress. She wore no makeup, yet he could not find the slightest flaw in her face.
Her cool bearing, paired with the faint red beauty mark beneath the corner of her eye, set his heart racing.
When had such a stunning junior sister joined the sect? How had I never heard of her?
The blue-robed cultivator straightened his collar and put on what he thought was a dashing smile. Raising a hand in greeting, he said, "Junior sister, I don't believe we've met. May I ask which elder you study under—"
Bang!
Before he could finish, the air in front of him erupted with a sharp crack.
The blue-robed cultivator felt as though a raging Primordial Savage Bull had struck him square in the stomach. Agony shot through him, driving every word back down his throat.
His vision went black, and he collapsed.
Su Yueli withdrew her fist, grabbed him by the collar, and slipped into a secluded courtyard piled with odds and ends.
She tossed him beside a heap of rotten wood, then flicked a faint pulse of Qi and Blood at his temple.
"Cough! Cough, cough..."
The blue-robed cultivator twitched and woke to searing pain.
Clutching his aching stomach, he struggled upright. As he looked at the cool-faced woman before him, all his earlier frivolity had vanished, leaving only fear and anger.
"Who... who are you?!"
Backing away, the blue-robed cultivator threatened her harshly. "I am the Enforcement Hall's grand elder's personal disciple! You dare attack me on the main peak? If the