"Very well! Today, I, Zhao Ziyi, formally sever all ties with the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect. From this day forward, all ties are severed. I will leave immediately and never look back!"
Zhao Ziyi suddenly raised her head and said, her voice filled with determination and indignation.
She knew perfectly well that she had become a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone at the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect. The mocking and contemptuous gazes were like thorns in her back, making her not want to stay a moment longer.
For her, being able to leave at this moment was like a bird that had been trapped in a cage finally finding the free sky, and she couldn't wait to do so.
"Yue Feng, you should escort Zhao Ziyi away."
Elder Sword Maniac gave the order expressionlessly.
At this moment, when his deep eyes looked at Zhao Ziyi, there was not a trace of the tenderness and care he once showed to his apprentice; there was only a chilling indifference, as if the person in front of him was nothing more than a complete stranger.
In truth, Elder Sword Maniac did not want Zhao Ziyi to leave.
This woman is narrow-minded and acts impulsively. Once she leaves the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, who knows what disgusting and immoral things she might do?
However, just now, Fang Han suddenly transmitted a message to him, instructing him to comply with Zhao Ziyi's wishes.
After much deliberation, Elder Sword Maniac finally granted Fang Han's request and allowed Zhao Ziyi to leave.
Soon, snowflakes began to flutter down, like goose feathers, covering the whole world in a silvery blanket.
Under Yue Feng's close surveillance, Zhao Ziyi dragged her heavy steps and slowly left the Longyuan Sword Sect.
"Finally free! Fang Han and the others have gone to the Wuji Sect. I will soar to the heavens and settle accounts with you sooner or later!"
The moment she left the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect's mountain gate, Zhao Ziyi felt a great weight lifted off her shoulders and let out a long sigh, muttering to herself.
She secretly pondered that since the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect had chosen to focus its cultivation resources on Fang Han and the others, she would find another way out and go to the Boundless Sect.
Within the Wuji Sect, there is also Su Chun from the Su family, and both of them have an irreconcilable feud with Fang Han.
If we can join forces with Su Chun, with their combined strength, we will surely uproot the Fang family in the future, making Fang Han suffer a fate worse than death, only then can we quell the hatred in her heart.
"In my eyes now, you are nothing more than an ant, yet you dare to dream of joining forces with Su Chun to deal with me?"
Just as Zhao Ziyi was immersed in her revenge fantasy, a calm voice suddenly rang in her ear.
Zhao Ziyi's heart jolted, as if struck by lightning, and her eyes widened in horror.
Immediately afterward, a figure flashed, and Fang Han appeared in front of her.
"You...you were following me?" Zhao Ziyi took a step back warily and asked in a trembling voice.
In the past, she never took Fang Han seriously, regarding him as a pushover she could easily manipulate.
But now, Fang Han's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Although she doesn't know his true combat power, she is very clear in her heart that she is no match for Fang Han.
If Fang Han were to harbor murderous intent towards her at this moment, she would likely be doomed and her life would be in grave danger.
"Zhao Ziyi, don't worry, I, Fang Han, won't take your life so easily."
Fang Han narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing in them, and a mocking sneer curled at the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to see through Zhao Ziyi's heart. "I want you, this extremely vicious woman, to taste all the pain and despair in this world. When you are tortured to the point of wishing you were dead and your heart is ashen, then you can end your own life. Only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi's face turned deathly pale, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and tried to hide her inner fear.
"Fang Han, you're just a lucky guy who got lucky!"
Zhao Ziyi gritted her teeth, forcing up her already crumbling self-esteem, and said with a face full of disdain, "You were turned into a medicine man by Su Qianyu and those people from the Divine Doctor Valley, and you were lucky enough to receive some pills from several powerful figures in the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, which is why you forcibly increased your cultivation. Hmph, I think those powerful figures in the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect only see you as a peerless medicine cauldron. Before long, you will be refined by those high and mighty giants and become nourishment for them to improve their cultivation. At that time, your fate will be ten thousand times more miserable than mine!"
In the past few days, Zhao Ziyi has been pondering why Fang Han's cultivation has suddenly improved so much and why he has gained the favor of the higher-ups of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect.
After much thought, she could only come to this conclusion: Fang Han was nothing more than a useless person who struggled to even temper his body back then. Now that he is so powerful, he must have been refined into a medicine man. He was just lucky that Su Qianyu did not completely refine him and absorb the medicinal properties, which is why he attracted the attention of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect and was cultivated as a medicine cauldron.
"Smack!"
Fang Han's eyes narrowed, and he moved like lightning, instantly appearing in front of Zhao Ziyi. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped Zhao Ziyi hard across the face.
Zhao Ziyi was startled and instinctively tried to dodge. However, Fang Han's strength was no longer what it used to be. Her aura was firmly sealed by Fang Han's powerful pressure, and she could not move.
With a crisp sound, several clear finger marks instantly appeared on Zhao Ziyi's originally delicate and beautiful face, bright red and glaring.
She felt her body stagger uncontrollably and fell directly onto the cold snow, splashing up countless snowflakes.
"Fang Han, don't think you can subdue me by hitting me a few times! Even if you kill me today, you'll just be a pathetic worm used as a medicine cauldron, and your fate will be far more miserable than mine!"
Zhao Ziyi struggled to get up from the snow, her hair disheveled, but she still stubbornly glared at Fang Han, her eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.
She knew in her heart that she was now weak and in order to survive, the only way was to provoke Fang Han and make him spare her life for the time being, so that she would have a chance to make a comeback.
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