Hun Xiao's Conditions

On a cliff, a girl in a black dress stood holding a longsword. Her eyes were a magnificent glasslike blue, her silver hair fluttered in the wind, and her noble, aloof bearing carried a chilling air of menace.

Before her stood a young man in green robes, with rugged features and a trace of helplessness on his face.

Clang...

The sharp sword left its sheath. Its black blade radiated waves of cold, and its piercing sword aura seemed to penetrate the soul itself. Even from a distance, it made one's hairs stand on end.

Luo Li looked at Li Xuantong, undisguised anger on her face. "Why did you go looking for him? Did you tell him about the Luo God Clan?"

"I was just concerned about you... He..." Li Xuantong looked at the girl he somewhat admired, though he regarded her more as a younger sister. He wanted to explain himself, but halfway through, he closed his mouth again.

He had originally wanted to say that Mu Chen was unworthy of her, but recalling how he had been instantly defeated by the other party in the Spirit Fighting Arena, he suddenly found himself unable to say it.

Though he had not gone all out at the time, he had not been careless either. He had been serious, yet all he could vaguely see was the other party's blurred afterimage. Then... there was no then...

"Fine, I admit I misjudged him. That guy is very talented, at least more talented than I am... But all he has is talent... The Luo God Clan has no time left, and neither do you..." Li Xuantong's expression darkened.

Luo Li said coldly, "My affairs are none of your concern. Don't let it happen again!"

The divine sword returned to its sheath, and Luo Li