Whoosh!
With an Instantaneous Teleportation, He Pingsheng appeared before True Person West Lake.
He had to ensure that, once the fighting began, these four would not leap the wall like cornered dogs and launch a sneak attack on West Lake.
Had the Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire not occupied his Magical Treasure's space, taking True Person West Lake into that space would actually have been a good choice.
"We haven't seen each other in over a hundred years. To think you've reached such heights, Fellow Daoist He!" West Lake looked at He Pingsheng in surprise, her heart deeply shaken as well.
After all, when He Pingsheng first appeared before her a hundred and sixty years ago, he had merely been a Foundation Establishment Realm disciple.
Of course, she also knew that He Pingsheng had concealed his cultivation back then.
But even with his cultivation concealed, his true cultivation had only been at Nascent Soul.
Now, he could actually trade blows with Void Refinement Realm cultivators!
"Don't just talk about me!" He Pingsheng smiled. "You've done well yourself... haven't you advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm too?"
"Don't think so much from now on. Settle down with me first and raise your cultivation. Then I'll accompany you back to Bushel Mountain to look for the Li Household's disciples!"
"Yes, yes..." True Person West Lake looked earnestly at He Pingsheng and nodded.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qingmei began an almost entirely one-sided slaughter.
Magic Power and sword intent surged from her body, forming an azure lotus.
Above the azure lotus, streams of Sword Qi condensed into phantom swords and swept out in all directions to kill. Within a few breaths, she had slain three of the four.
Only the white-haired man managed to withstand a strike from Zhou Qingmei by dodging this way and that.
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