However, as soon as he made his move, Bai Yao blocked it. Bai Yao grabbed Li Qianyun's wrist, her eyes suddenly turning cold and fierce. The killing intent she carried from the battlefield was enough to make people tremble. Bai Yao said softly, "Senior brother, if you don't want this sword to pierce your throat, then I advise you to calm down."
Li Qianyun looked down and saw that Bai Yao had somehow produced a celestial sword in her other hand. The sword's edge was already pressed against his throat, slowly piercing his skin. Li Qianyun was furious and immediately attacked with all his might, trying to suppress Bai Yao with his cultivation.
But Bai Yao was completely unaffected by Li Qianyun's spiritual power. The sword in her hand continued to slowly thrust forward. Looking into Bai Yao's eyes, Li Qianyun knew that this girl might actually kill him. Her empty eyes held only a faint killing intent, as if in her eyes, killing people was no different from slaughtering pigs and dogs.
Bai Yao had done this many times, because outside of Xiliang there were not only demonic beasts, but also members of the Demonic Sect and bandits who had lost their humanity for profit.
At this moment, Liu Bishui wanted to step forward to help and summoned her immortal sword to attack, but Bai Yao didn't even look at her. With a flick of her sleeve, Liu Bishui was blasted away by a powerful force and immediately coughed up blood from her severe wound.
Bai Yao released her grip, sheathed her sword, and said with a soft smile, "Senior brother and sister, I'm so sorry. Yao'er just returned from Xiliang and accidentally mistook you for demon beasts. I couldn't help myself and almost caused a disaster. Please forgive me."
Li Qianyun was still in shock because he truly felt that Bai Yao's strength had undergone a tremendous change compared to before.
Liu Bishui stood up, still feeling unconvinced. She drew her sword, ready to fight again, but how could a cultivator at the ninth level of the Golden Core stage possibly be a match for a cultivator at the Divine Transformation stage?
Bai Yao made no attempt to conceal her cultivation level, revealing the powerful spiritual energy of the Nascent Soul Realm. Her eyes were filled with killing intent. "Senior brothers and sisters, please be respectful. Yao'er has just come down from the battlefield and has been somewhat stimulated. She might do something out of control. If I accidentally hurt you, I'm sure Master won't blame me."
Li Qianyun quickly stopped Liu Bishui and pulled her away.
Bai Yao stood there, slightly lost in thought. She suddenly felt that her actions today were meaningless. After all, she felt neither the satisfaction of avenging a great enemy nor the joy of suddenly turning the tables after being bullied for many years.
She only thought that she had casually taught two hooligans she met on the street a lesson.
She didn't understand that this was a very normal change in mindset.
Just as adults disdain to take serious action against naughty children, they were no longer from the same world. While Li Qianyun and Liu Bishui were still vying for favor in the sect.
Bai Yao had already experienced that hell on earth, and now she had more goals worth pursuing and striving for. The things in front of her that should be of this age seemed so childish to her.
She had seen people the same age as Li Qianyun, and she had also seen people younger than her. They had sacrificed their lives for the faith of humanity. Every young man and woman who shed their youth and passion on the battlefield was far more sensible than these two.
Thinking about this, Bai Yao felt relieved. It wasn't that the world wasn't worth living; it was just that these people, born into comfort, hadn't found the meaning of their existence, so they wanted to show off and prove themselves.
Therefore, bullying others to demonstrate their power became the only thing they could boast about.
Meanwhile, Murong Zhi, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, was so surprised that he dared not speak. He was certain that his senior sister was no longer the same as before. Now, thinking back to what she had just said, "We are not on the same path," he realized that this was what she meant.
Looking at Bai Yao's retreating figure, Murong Zhi knew that this statement was true. She was already so powerful, and she was only fourteen years old. If she devoted her life to pursuing the Dao, she would definitely reach a height that ordinary people could not reach.
The boy, who had initially felt a sense of superiority due to his royal lineage, suddenly felt a sense of loss.
However, he did not give up. He was determined to cultivate diligently, thinking that perhaps only by following in his senior sister's footsteps could he possibly stand with her.
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