Unexpected disaster

  When Xiǎo Huī Wǔ Yún arrived at the Hundred Flowers Forest, she saw her senior apprentice Mò Jūn Yǎ and her niece Líng Xī engaged in a fierce battle. The embroidered needle and whip, shining with spiritual light, were entwined in mid-air, locked in a struggle that seemed impossible to separate...

  "Stop!" Xī Yuè Wǔ Lěng shouted, immediately drawing out her own Lingyun Sword. In an instant, the Lingyun Sword intercepted in mid-air, its body flashing with dazzling silver-white light, a strong sword intent continuously pouring out from the sword, suppressing Mò Jūn Yǎ's Embroidered Flower Needle and Líng Xī's whip, not giving them any space to maneuver.

  Seeing her master walking towards her with a gloomy face, Mo Junya immediately came back to herself, put away the embroidery needle, took a step forward and knelt down on the ground, apologizing to Xi Yue Wu, "I'm sorry! I unintentionally startled Master, it's really my fault!"

  With a flick of her whip, the giant tree beside them suddenly toppled over. "Hmph! Uncle, don't interfere in our affairs, this is a duel between us women! You shouldn't intervene!"

  "What kind of etiquette is this?" Xi Yue's handsome face was cold, and the words he spat out were also devoid of warmth. "Ling Xi, as the next leader of the Witch Clan, is this really your way of treating guests?"

  Looking at Wu Xiu's stern expression, Mo Junya couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction. Perhaps her decision to admit her mistake was the right one after all. However, before she could fully recover from her surprise, Wu Xiu turned to her with an icy gaze and said, "Mo Junya, don't forget that you're no longer an outer sect disciple, but a core inner sect disciple of Ling Xiao Sect. You should be strict with yourself in everything you do, and take it as your duty to make the sect prosper! Take a look at what you've done!"

  "Master... Master, I..." Mo Junya was suddenly speechless for a moment. It seemed that this matter was indeed her fault for being too impulsive. She shouldn't have been provoked by Ling Xi's words and started fighting with her.

  Thinking of this, Mo Junya's hands tightened around her sleeves, looking nervously at Xi Yue Wu Yu...

  At this moment, the originally quiet Hundred Flowers Forest suddenly flashed a wave of spiritual fluctuations, Xi Yue Wu Yan was slightly stunned, and then his whole body's oppressive power was fully opened, causing everyone present to be caught off guard and start operating their true yuan to resist the pressure. However, the cultivation of all the people present was not as good as his, and in just a moment, Mo Junya and Ling Xi were seen spitting out blood, and they might not be able to hold on for much longer.

  "Now that you're here, why haven't you shown up yet?" Xie Yu's eyes swept towards the corner of the forest, exuding an aura of dominance and coldness at the same time.

  Before his voice had fallen, a white light flashed down, and a figure wearing a white robe appeared in the Hundred Flowers Forest.

  At a glance, it turned out to be the mysterious Taoist priest from last night's Qingbo Sanjiuling.

  At the sight, Xi Yue's eyes narrowed slightly as she released her aura to its highest point, and in an instant, the originally thriving rare flowers and grasses in the Hundred Flowers Forest were frozen in place by silver-white ice flowers, not a single exception.

  "I said I'd be back!" The white-robed monk sneered and smiled, saying, "Your disciple's taste is so wonderful, how can I bear not to come again?"

  After finishing speaking, the white-robed cultivator ignored the increasingly cold gaze of Xi Yue and seemed to unintentionally glance at a certain tree. A smile that was even more charming and inviting appeared on his face, "Beautiful one, since you've come... why not come out and greet me?"

  After finishing speaking, with just one snap of his fingers, he knocked down the people on the tree...

  Originally wanted to hide in the tree to sneak a peek, Feng Ri Xi made a quick turn, using instant movement to barely steady her footing. Originally just wanting to see some excitement, she didn't think she'd be caught red-handed. If she had known she'd be discovered by the enemy, she wouldn't have come at all!

  "This uncle, I don't seem to know you well, why are you calling me in such a flirtatious tone?" Feng Lixi smoothed out her skirt and said calmly.

  "We were so close just yesterday, how could our relationship be unfamiliar?" Upon hearing this, the white-clothed cultivator batted his eyelashes and said with a flirtatious tone.

  Feng Li Xi smiled faintly and said, "Uncle, I think I have a duty to remind you that anyone who has ever had designs on me ultimately ends up with the same outcome..."

  "What's going on?"

  "In the wind, Xi said solemnly, 'I will make those who covet me unable to even be a man! I am not threatening or intimidating you, just kindly reminding you!'"

  Now she finally understands why her master was so furious that night. Whoever finds out that their own disciple has been treated lightly by someone else will probably be just as angry!

  "What are you standing there for? Don't you hurry up and get out of the way!" At this time, Xi Yue Wu Yun glared at Feng Li Xi with impatience and said displeasedly.

  "Beauty, I'll take care of your master first, then I'll take you away!" The white-robed cultivator said with a swagger.

  Fēng lǐ xī flipped her eyes and ignored him, finding a spot where she thought she wouldn't be affected to stand still.

  "Xuě Yǔ Wǔ Yú, I need your pure Yang body as my new flesh! My name is Bái Jǐ, remember it!" After a pause, the white-robed cultivator calmly gazed at Xuě Yǔ Wǔ's icy eyes and loudly declared, "After the successful takeover, I will take the beauty away. Of course, judging from the looks of it, your senior disciple Mò Jūn Yǎ seems to have feelings for you too. I don't mind using your body to fulfill her infatuation... As they say, 'to die under the peony flowers is a glorious fate', and as a ghost, I will still be a charming and elegant cultivator!"

  "We'll see if you have that kind of strength!" Upon hearing this, Xi Yue Wu Yun was not angry and said calmly.

  Seeing that the other party did not take him seriously, Bai Ji was very annoyed. A hint of viciousness flashed across his narrow and long eyes. The next moment, he took out a spiritual instrument, which turned out to be a folding fan. The folding fan floated in mid-air above his palm, rotating slowly. Before long, the folding fan began to rotate around Bai Ji's body. Bai Ji's hands were not idle either, quickly forming hand seals and incantations from time to time, condensing the spiritual energy inside his body onto his fingertips, and transmitting it into the folding fan. With the continuous infusion of spiritual energy, the folding fan fluttered like a playful jade butterfly, flying around in tandem with Bai Ji's shadow...

  When the spiritual power reached the spiritual realm point, Bai Ji suddenly shouted, "Go!"

  Only to see the folding fan that had just been looked at as harmless was like a released bird, mixed with the strong spiritual energy unique to Yuanying Xiu Shi, and immediately flew straight towards Xi Yue Wu Yu.

  Everyone present was shocked and didn't dare to make a sound. The opponent's cultivation was estimated to be at least one realm higher than Xī Xiǎo Wǔ Yún, who was already a true person. If Xī Xiǎo Wǔ Yún forcibly took this hit, he might not be able to escape unscathed, and would likely suffer serious injury or death.

  However, Xī Yuè watched Bái Jí's movements coldly, without making any moves herself. The expression on her face remained faint, as if it had nothing to do with her at all.

  At this moment, the Lingyun Sword, transformed from the primordial spirit of Xie Yu Wushuang, suddenly appeared in mid-air, blocking his path, with a powerful killing intent and sharp sword intent pressing towards the rapidly spinning folding fan, with boundless power.

  After the long sword and folding fan collided violently, a dazzling light burst out, and the intense spiritual power collision inevitably affected the surrounding flowers, grasses, and trees. In an instant, the affected flowers and grasses turned into dust and disappeared...

  "You actually concealed your cultivation?" Seeing this situation, Bai Ji suddenly changed his expression, "Hmph, interesting, it's really getting more and more interesting!"

  If it were an ordinary True Immortal cultivator, they might not be able to withstand this blow, but looking at Xue'er's calm and composed demeanor as she received the attack, her cultivation level was likely not just that of a Golden Dan True Person, but at least reached the Nascent Soul stage.

  After finishing speaking, Bai Ji excitedly continued to pour a large amount of spiritual energy into the folding fan, while on this side, Lingyun Sword did not idle either, carrying the sword intent that destroys everything, Lingyun Sword straightly inserted into the vortex formed by the high-speed rotation of the folding fan.

  At this sight, a hint of pride flashed across Bai Ji's handsome face. The folding fan, whether intentionally or unintentionally, happened to use its high-speed spinning vortex to clamp down on the Lingyun Sword, rendering it immobile.

  As the folding fan was clamped by Lingyun Sword and continued to spin rapidly, just when everyone thought that Lingyun Sword would be restricted, suddenly the Lingyun Sword which had been standing alone transformed into countless long swords in an instant, like an opened folding fan, one by one stretching out, tearing the folding fan apart from its closed middle...

  In this instant, a new change occurred, and the torn folding fan suddenly grew a hard black short sword out of nowhere, flying swiftly towards the direction of Fengli Xi and Xie Yu Wu in a flash.

  Seeing the black short sword as hard as black iron, Fengli Xi was stunned for a moment.

  From the very beginning, she had an inexplicable feeling of unease. Although she generally had a grasp on the development of the plot, for some reason, regarding this witch tribe's soul-snatching event, she always felt like she was overlooking something.

  It wasn't until she saw the hidden black short sword that she realized she had neglected the most fundamental issue. This black short sword was forged from the material of Ming Fan, which was indestructible and would not stop attacking once activated, unless a Yuan Yang cultivator was killed on the spot!

  I vaguely remember that the plot should be Mo Junya blocking the Menghuan sword with her Xieyue dance, but now, the Luli fruit in Mo Junya's body has somehow ended up inside her, and I'm afraid Mo Junya won't be able to block this sword.

  It seems that she is destined to be tied to this sword today. Her and her master's cultivation are too far apart, and this Ming Fan is also just a bully who can only bully the weak. Today, no matter what, she can't escape, so it's better to do something beautiful and gain a good reputation.

  As he thought of this, Fengri Xi quickly rushed towards Xie Wu Yu and flew into her arms. At the moment she successfully fell into his embrace, the Meng Huan sword also happened to be inserted into her back.

  The anticipated pain invaded the whole body, and Feng Li hummed a low voice, using his last bit of strength to summon the emerald green vines, infusing the vines with his own blood into spiritual energy, then threw it at Bai Ji's acupoint.

  Only a mournful cry was heard from Bai Ji, and then a flash of light appeared, and he escaped...

  Bai Ji's weakness is precisely his fatal flaw. Since he dares to bully her, he must bear the brunt of her anger. Although her cultivation is not as good as these Yuan Ying cultivators, she knows the weaknesses of every person here and uses her strengths to attack their weaknesses. She doesn't necessarily have to lose! She just wants to tell everyone that Feng Li Xi is not a person who can be bullied at will!

  It really hurts to be stabbed! It's so painful!

  Alas! I've seen people who are unlucky, but I've never seen anyone as unlucky as Feng Rui Xi! Her bad luck is probably unprecedented and unmatched in history!

  Originally thought that following the plot development, she shouldn't have any trouble, so just went to watch the excitement with a lucky mentality, but didn't expect to suffer an unexpected disaster instead!

  How come every time Mo Junya appears, she always gets unlucky? Isn't that a bit too eerie?!

  It's just as I feared, that saying has come true: stay away from the female lead and cherish your life!

  It's just that Mo Junya and she had the same master, and they often met each other, making it hard for her to avoid Mo Junya.

  It's really hard to guard against carelessness! In the first place, I shouldn't have taken Xie Youyu as my master.

  She regretted it! She really did regret it!

  Thinking of this, Fengli Xi painfully gritted his teeth and said, "Master, you were told not to come here, but you insisted on coming! Now, the price I have to pay for you to repair the water bell drum is really great, it's truly going to cost me my life! If I'm lucky enough to survive this disaster, Master, please also trouble yourself to expel me from the sect. Being your disciple is really a technical job, I don't want to do it anymore!"

  Actually, Fengli Xi said this on purpose. Because she remembered that the sprout of Mo Junya and Xie Youwu's illicit relationship was when Mo Junya sacrificed herself to block a sword for him in the Bai Hua Lin of the Wu tribe. A beautiful and clever fairy maiden sacrificing herself for oneself, it's likely that any man would be moved by this. However, just because Mo Junya admired Xie Youwu didn't mean she had to be like her. In her heart, once a teacher always a father, towards Xie Youwu, she always felt he was too perfect, out of her reach, she thought herself unworthy and didn't dare to have designs on him.

  "Shut up!" Xie Yu's handsome face turned cold as he impatiently interrupted Feng Li Xi's words.

  As for the temperament of her own apprentice, Xi Yue still understood a little. Shan Jiu's temperament was too straightforward, whatever he thought, he would say it out loud, and he couldn't hide anything in his heart. She was so anxious to distance herself from him, but she didn't trust him, she was clearly doing this on purpose...

  Smelling the familiar scent of Yuan Yang on Xi Yue's body, a whiff of wind brought a wave of headache, damn it, looks like she's having another nosebleed.

  Damn it! She's already been stabbed once, bleeding all over the floor, and now she's even getting a nosebleed. Heaven is just intentionally playing her. Does it have to let her bleed out all her blood before it stops?

  The root of Yuanyang's energy on her body is her nemesis, no matter what, she must first stay away from Yuanyang before anything else. She must keep a distance, a distance...

  Thinking of this, Fengri Xi struggled to escape from the warm embrace of Xie Wu Yun, but due to her severe injuries, she didn't have any strength at all. She was just unconsciously moving back and forth in Xie Wu Yun's arms...

  Feeling the delicate body in his arms constantly moving back and forth, feeling the extraordinary heat emanating from the person in his arms spraying onto his chest, he paused for a moment, his face changing expressions rapidly...