A major battle is imminent.
The black-robed elder leading the Soul Sect sneered:
"Murong Bai, with your sickly body that's practically on its deathbed? You're utterly courting death."
Palace Master Murong's pale face was exceptionally cold and beautiful.
"Whether they're courting death or confident of victory, we'll find out by trying."
"If you're a man, stop your nonsense and fight me one-on-one."
What a simple yet effective way to provoke someone.
The Soul Sect elder said angrily, "Fine, let it be a one-on-one fight. All of you, step back."
The hundred black-robed soul cultivators silently retreated.
"I suppose you can barely be considered a man," Palace Master Murong said, unleashing a terrifying pressure.
The oppressive aura emanating from the Void Refinement Realm cultivator nearly forced cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm to their knees.
Immortal Lord Qingxue stood in front of Jiang Bingbing and the other two.
They removed most of the burden for them.
In mid-air, the two cultivators at the Void Refinement Realm displayed their supernatural abilities, engaging in a fierce and evenly matched battle.
On the ground.
The elders of Mingyue Palace each had their own thoughts.
The four elders, bribed by the Nine Heavens Sect and the Soul Sect, hid in a corner like cowards.
The members of the Nine Heavens Sect stood opposite, clearly waiting for the mantis to stalk the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
They wanted to be the ones who laughed last.
How could gingerbread be allowed?
A sly glint flashed in her eyes, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face as she telepathically told Li Dapu.
"Hey bro, how about a good fight?"
Li Dapu: "Brother, what do you want to do?"
Gingerbread blinked and said with an innocent look:
"The Nine Heavens Sect is trying to reap the benefits without lifting a finger. They're dreaming! Go and take them down!"
"Hey, you have to give me a reason, buddy." Li Dapu glanced around nervously.
"How can we fight without a pretext?"
"..."
Her face screamed, "Are you alright?"
"Stop messing around. Do you need a reason to go crazy? Back then, you asked a rogue cultivator to kill you with a knife, but the other party didn't dare to. You threatened to kill him. Didn't you need a reason then?"
"Don't say it out loud, it's embarrassing." Li Dapu bent over to stretch his muscles and stuck out his butt in a preparatory position. "Then I'll go for it. I've been stuck at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm for several years. Let's see if I can get beaten up and level up this time in a 1v3."
Gingerbread couldn't bear to look at his flamboyant actions, so she kicked him away, yelling, "Get out of here!"
Qu Miaozhu and the elders of the Nine Heavens Sect were hiding in a corner, watching the battle with glee.
Sudden!
Someone threw a human-shaped bomb at them.
As Li Dapu flew, he called out in a drawn-out tone, "Gingerbread, you're really wicked... wicked... wicked..."
It even produced an echo.
Su Qinghe moved closer to her, "Junior Sister, where did Li Dapu go?"
"Haha, the Nine Heavens Sect seems too idle. I'll have Elder Li find them something to do."
Gingerbread's round eyes curved into crescents, and it smiled like a little fox who had succeeded in its scheme.
"Well done, junior sister~" Su Qinghe gave a thumbs up.
When two people are talking.
Gingerbread felt a tap on the shoulder.
She turned around and saw Fen Jue pursing his lips, looking slightly aggrieved. "What's wrong, Junior Brother?"
"I want to help you too." Fen Jue rolled up his sleeves. "Senior Sister, tell me, who should I fight?"
Rolling up one's sleeves is a rough and unrefined action.
The young man possessed strikingly beautiful features and an air of noble mystery.
His gesture wasn't rude; rather, it resembled a high-ranking god casually rolling up his sleeves.
It's like preparing to enjoy a few drinks alone under the moon, a leisurely and carefree state of mind.
Gingerbread was momentarily dazed, and only came to her senses after Su Qinghe nudged her arm a few times. "You, you can just stand here for now. Whoever I hit later, you can hit them."
The boy heard that he and his senior sister were fighting the same person.
A slight smile appeared in her eyes and brows.
happy.
My senior sister asked him to come along.
Burning Fry moved his toes, getting a little closer to the gingerbread.
Su Qinghe caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, raised her arm, and hid her face behind her sleeve, giggling.
Su Qinghe seems to have a sugar-craving radar installed.
It captures every sweet detail with precision and keenness.
That's the talent of romance novelists!
Li Dapu stormed into the Nine Heavens Sect's ranks and fought fiercely with them.
Their fighting style is completely reckless.
A ranged attacker using sonic attacks, who then transforms into a melee fighter while carrying a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument) to smash people.
Qu Miaozhu and the others were caught off guard.
The Nine Heavens Sect area was like a pot of oil being sprinkled with salt, causing it to sizzle and pop.
Li Dapu is like that piece of salt that stirs up trouble.
On the other side.
As Palace Master Murong and the Soul Sect elders fought, they flew higher and higher, until they could no longer see them.
"A Void Refinement Realm expert, terrifying indeed." Ginger Cake exclaimed, tilting her head back, then glanced at the Soul Cultivators standing there in neat rows. "What a bunch of idiots."
The charm of the reverse psychology tactic lies in...
Even knowing the other person is trying to provoke you, you still can't help but fall into their trap.
Gingerbread observed that Senior Sister Wushuang was secretly moving younger disciples with shallower cultivation levels out of the area.
Wen Suye was following behind him.
Su Qinghe: "Palace Master Murong won't last long. When those soul cultivators attack together, it will be difficult for us to help. In terms of cultivation, the Soul Sect disciples are not as good as us, but the souls of cultivators are the most vulnerable, and their soul attacks are really tricky."
"Hehe..." Gingerbread chuckled mischievously.
"Junior sister, what are you laughing at—" Su Qinghe's beautiful eyes lit up, "You have a way?"
"Of course!" She reached into her storage bag and rummaged around. "Ta-da! Senior sister, look!"
A golden, translucent bead lay in the junior sister's palm.
"Hmm, is it a protective shield for the soul?" Su Qinghe boldly guessed.
"Yes!" Gingerbread blurted out, realizing Su Qinghe didn't understand, and quickly changed her words, "That's right, the soul protection shield I made."
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