Clearly, this male cultivator was taking veiled shots at the Enforcement Hall and Su Jiu, implying that all their fine possessions had been stolen, and that even her current ability came from some rare natural treasure she had used.
A cold smile curved Su Jiu's lips. Just because Thirteen and Yang Guo had not taught this man a lesson, did he really think the Enforcement Hall's people had no temper?
Smack!
An ice-attribute slap rang out through the space.
Many cultivators froze at the sound.
They looked at where Su Jiu stood, then at where the male cultivator stood.
Clearly, that slap had been delivered from a distance.
In other words, the Ice Spike Su Jiu had released earlier was no fluke. She really could use "spiritual qi" freely here?
The male cultivator who had been slapped also froze on the spot. Never, even in his wildest dreams, would he have imagined that after living for over a thousand years, he would one day be slapped by a little girl whose age was not even a fraction of his.
It was a tremendous humiliation to his pride. Instinctively, he tried to summon his spiritual qi to teach Su Jiu a lesson, but despite having assumed the proper stance, he failed to produce even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual qi.
His face instantly flushed red. He had thrown his weight around for nearly a thousand years, yet never once had he been this embarrassed.
In fact, not only was he embarrassed, even the rogue cultivators who had come with him felt embarrassed on his behalf.
Su Jiu curled her lips, a faint chill glinting in her eyes. "Did your parents and teachers never teach you that when you're at an absolute disadvantage, even if you refuse to yield, you must never