Winter Melon looked toward Lin Luoyu as she fought two opponents alone. Power capable of cleaving mountains and sundering seas clashed repeatedly, and even the aftershocks packed considerable force.
Fortunately, she could still spare a little Spiritual Power to fend off the aftershocks, or the carriage would have been destroyed.
Lin Luoyu's strength truly exceeded her expectations. To think an Early Golden Core cultivator could possess such power.
But what puzzled Winter Melon even more was-since when had Evil Cultivators been this good?
Two second- or third-rate Golden Core cultivators fighting together could actually put Lin Luoyu at a temporary disadvantage.
Just as Winter Melon was finding this a little strange, Cui Hao's slightly smug voice sounded beside her:
"My senior sister can take on two of them with ease. Well? Impressive, right?"
Winter Melon froze at his words. She looked at the proud-faced Cui Hao, held back for a moment, then finally said:
"Your senior sister... seems to be the one losing."
Cui Hao's expression instantly turned grave. He hurriedly grabbed the whip beside him and lashed the horse hard.
"Then why didn't you say so sooner? What are you watching so leisurely for? Hurry up and run!"
Winter Melon could not hide her astonishment either. Wasn't the gap between these fellow disciples a little too large?
The senior sister brimmed with righteous integrity and dared to lead the charge, while the junior brother led the retreat the moment things went wrong.
The contrast was far too stark. Had Cui Hao been paired with Lin Luoyu to travel because he was the descendant of some powerful figure in their sect?
Cui Hao whipped the horse, only to find that the carriage still would not move very fast. His voice grew somewhat agitated.
"This lousy horse is practically dying, so