Chapter 120: Senior Sister, How Do You Want Them to Die?

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Senior Sister, How Do You Want Them to Die?

"It is I! The one who has come to take your lives!" a bone-chillingly cold voice called out.

Before the voice had even faded, a figure shot toward them like an unsheathed sword.

Everyone turned toward the sound, their expressions changing in an instant. "Yi Xiaoyao!"

"What? Yi Xiaoyao? He actually dared to show himself?"

"I thought he’d gone into hiding, too scared to come out. I can’t believe he actually came."

"How foolish. In this situation, it’s not just the Cloud Transformation Sect. So many of us are greedily eyeing the Secret Treasure from the Great Demon Ancient Tomb he carries. For him to show up now is a death sentence!"

"Exactly. Yi Xiaoyao naively thinks he can save his companions, but he doesn’t realize he’s walking right into the Cloud Transformation Sect’s trap. Appearing now is pointless, other than to throw his life away."

"Who says it’s pointless? If he didn’t show up, how would we get our hands on the Secret Treasure from the Great Demon Ancient Tomb?"

The surrounding disciples, who had come after hearing the news, broke into a flurry of discussion upon seeing Yi Xiaoyao. Each one of them had their own ulterior motives, coveting the Secret Treasure he had obtained from the Great Demon Ancient Tomb.

Although they didn’t know Ouyang Bing had reached the Golden Core Realm, they weren’t stupid. None of them wanted to be the first to stick their neck out. They were all waiting for Yi Xiaoyao and the Cloud Transformation Sect disciples to wear each other down.

However, there was one thing everyone present was absolutely certain of: now that Yi Xiaoyao had appeared, he was sure to die!

Xuanwu and Xuan Liu realized this as well, and the panic on their faces twisted into ferocious anger.

"Yi Xiaoyao, I can’t believe you actually dared to jump into this trap! Hmph, you’ve willingly walked into the gates of hell. Even if you grew wings today, you wouldn’t escape the grasp of our Senior Brother Ouyang!"

"You dare to ambush and injure us? I’ll tear the flesh from your body and shatter your bones!"

Xuanwu and Xuan Liu roared, gritting their teeth.

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao sneered, his rocketing speed not slowing in the slightest.

When he saw the miserable state Luo Yi and Han Xiao were in, a horrifying Killing Intent erupted from his entire body.

"All who cross me will die!"

As these words rang out, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop.

Though the voice was bone-chilling to others, when Luo Yi heard the familiar sound, warmth filled her heart, and tears streamed from her eyes.

"Little Junior Brother, you’re finally here..."

Luo Yi began to cry, feeling utterly wronged. But in the next moment, she came to her senses and screamed frantically, "No! Little Junior Brother, get out of here! Run!"

Yi Xiaoyao was already by Luo Yi’s side. He raised a hand, severing the rope suspending her, and leaned her against a tree.

"No, Senior Sister. I’m the one who dragged you into this." He spoke softly to Luo Yi. "From here on, leave it to us."

"Us?"

Hearing this, Luo Yi looked toward the ancient tree where Han Xiao was hanging.

There, a sacred white barrier had materialized around Han Xiao’s body. Xuanqi’s slash struck the barrier but failed to even leave a mark.

Then, rings of white light wrapped around Xuanqi, binding him completely. They tightened continuously, threatening to crush him into a strip of flesh.

"Miss Yun, I’ll leave Senior Sister Luo Yi and Han Xiao in your care."

Yi Xiaoyao said, turning to Yun Mengling, who had just saved Han Xiao.

"Mhm."

Yun Mengling’s beautiful eyes met Yi Xiaoyao’s for a moment. It was as if they shared a single thought; she understood what he was about to do.

Yi Xiaoyao gave a knowing smile, then his gaze turned ice-cold as he swept it over Xuanwu and Xuan Liu, who were several dozen feet away.

These two had been so audacious as to molest Senior Sister Luo Yi—an unforgivable crime.

The moment that gaze landed on them, the hairs on Xuanwu and Xuan Liu’s bodies stood on end. They remembered the terrifying Sword Qi that had erupted from Yi Xiaoyao during his confrontation with Ouyang Bing. They already knew they were no match for him, let alone now that his Cultivation had skyrocketed by three minor realms.

"Senior Brother Ouyang! Save us!"

The two of them shouted to Ouyang Bing as they retreated hastily.

"Hmph! No one can save you!"

After a cold snort, Yi Xiaoyao’s figure flickered. He raised a hand and fired off Sword Qi, sealing their escape route.

Immediately after, he moved, leaving a series of afterimages in his wake. He appeared before the two of them, his fists violently shattering their defenses before his hands closed around their necks.

"Yi Xiaoyao! How dare you!"

Ouyang Bing’s expression changed as he rushed over to intervene, roaring at Yi Xiaoyao.

However, Yi Xiaoyao completely ignored his attempt to stop him. Still gripping Xuanwu and Xuan Liu by the throat, he dragged them backward along the ground like dead dogs.

At that moment, the Killing Intent pouring from Yi Xiaoyao was overwhelming, striking a soul-deep terror into the two men being dragged.

"Senior Sister, how do you want them to die?"

Yi Xiaoyao asked Luo Yi with a faint smile, as if no one else was there.

A slight smile touched Luo Yi’s lips as her gaze fell upon Xuanwu and Xuan Liu, who were still in Yi Xiaoyao’s grasp.

"I told you. I told you that if you dared to touch me, I would make you die without a burial place! You didn’t believe me then, but you have no choice but to believe me now!"

Luo Yi spat these incredibly grim words at the two men.

Then, she turned to Yi Xiaoyao. "Little Junior Brother, first, smash their mouths for me. Then cripple them. You can handle the rest."

Hearing this, a chill rolled through Yi Xiaoyao’s heart. He had never seen his beautiful, cheerful Senior Sister so cold and grim. After hearing her words, he understood what must have happened earlier.

"Alright. I’ll do as you ask, Senior Sister. And then I’ll make them wish they were dead!"

Yi Xiaoyao smiled at Luo Yi, but his smile was utterly chilling.

"No! Senior Brother Ouyang, hurry and save us!"

Xuanwu and Xuan Liu were so terrified by Yi Xiaoyao’s chilling aura that their limbs went limp. Cold sweat soaked through their clothes as they urged Ouyang Bing on with even greater desperation.

But before Ouyang Bing could arrive, Yi Xiaoyao smashed their mouths with two punches.

Immediately after, he followed up with two kicks, stomping their Dantians to a pulp.

Agonized screams tore from Xuanwu and Xuan Liu’s bloodied, mangled mouths. Just as Luo Yi had wished, they were now completely crippled.

"Yi Xiaoyao! You dare touch my men! You’re courting death!"

Enraged, Ouyang Bing had already shot to Yi Xiaoyao’s side. He unleashed the full might of his Golden Core Realm aura without reservation, bringing down a sword strike filled with ferocious Sword Qi right on Yi Xiaoyao’s head.

When the surrounding disciples saw the Golden Core Realm aura erupt from Ouyang Bing and witnessed that incredibly terrifying sword strike, all their faces went pale.

"What?! This Ouyang Bing... he’s actually at the Golden Core Realm!"

"How could Yi Xiaoyao possibly contend with someone at the Golden Core Realm? It looks like this time, he’s really a dead man for sure!"

The crowd’s murmurs had barely faded.

In the next instant—

SLASH!

That sword strike sliced Yi Xiaoyao’s body in two, but his face showed no sign of pain.

In the blink of an eye, the body that had been struck twisted and dissipated into an illusion.

"What? It was an afterimage!"

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