“Remain righteous, and owe nothing,” Li Xiang intoned flatly. He shivered like a leaf, hand half-outstretched, but afraid to grab the manual. “Eh? You… I… what do I owe?” the injured cultivator asked. She walked over to the injured cultivator and held it out. Li Xiang knelt and picked a ragged manual off the ground. “Please don’t… I’m no one, I’m merely the atmosphere. Is this… really Li Xiang? She feels different.įrightened, the injured cultivator shrieked. Her dark eyes fell on the injured cultivator, and she strode forward. The two pieces of his body thumped into the ground and bounced, streaking blood behind them. A horrified expression flashed over his split-in-two face for a second before his eyes rolled up. She stepped forward, ignoring her attacker. An evil grin on his face, he drew back his greatsword. He transformed into a bolt of lightning and flashed past Hui, rematerializing before Li Xiang. “She belongs to whoever kills her first!” the uninjured cultivator replied. ![]() Wang Xiu stopped short, seconds from slicing into him. Hui walked forward and stood in front of both of them. He sat forward on his throne and flicked his hand, summoning a massive greatsword. “Is there a reward for killing this girl?” the uninjured cultivator asked, suddenly interested. He took his feather with him, but Hui stood and stepped on the air instead. The injured cultivator fell back, startled. “The fool! She’s finally dared to show her face.” Wang Xiu laughed aloud as she charged at Li Xiang. You won’t let her get hurt, right, Sectgoer? First said quietly. Where was she? What was she doing? Is she okay? Really? It’s really Li Xiang? Rogue asked. Li Xiang glared at the enthroned cultivator and lifted her sword. A sword deflected the lightning bolts, and they flew off harmlessly to ground themselves in the scrubby trees below. Do I leap in front of him again? But if I give up my death-faking, then-Ī beam of sword light zipped across the horizon and materialized in front of the injured cultivator. Twenty lightning bolts shot at the injured cultivator. Still, the tornadoes couldn’t take enough lightning bolts to beat them out. One after another, they collapsed, but they took a handful of lightning bolts with them each time. The tornadoes struggled against the lightning. A hundred bolts of lightning collided with the tornadoes. The throne-sitting cultivator waved his finger. Swishing it, he summoned a dozen tornadoes, which all twisted wildly toward the cultivator in the throne. He summoned a giant feather from his storage pouch and set Hui atop it, then drew out a horsehair whip. “I dare you to call me piffling again!” the injured cultivator shouted. Let’s see what your piffling skills can accomplish.” ![]() He sat down in it, and an imperious aura emanated from him. ![]() The other cultivator laughed and flicked his sleeve again, this time summoning a huge throne made of shimmering scales. A few thin scratches opened up on his arms and face. It didn’t hurt too much, as a lower-level attack, but the wind still stung at his delicate plant skin. A vicious wind raged around him, tugging at his ragged robes and Hui’s unfortunate body.Įlder brother, please… I’m a small cultivator who wants to survive, not get blown to death, okay! Hui cried, suffering. His eyes glowed green, and he suddenly released a great aura of qi. “That’s not true! Benefactor, I’ll make the most of this opportunity you gave me!” the injured cultivator shouted. To think, he dared to rush into our battle without the skill or power to back it up! Only death could await him before my might!”
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