The appearance of this woman eased the tense atmosphere a little.
However, Song Jiao remained unmoved. She looked at the woman coldly, "Not interested!"
The other party obviously didn't expect Song Jiao to refuse so firmly. The smile on her face began to fade. "You can't be uninterested! All immortal cultivators must join an immortal sect. This is the rule of our world."
"Rules?" Song Jiao sneered, "I don't have any rules here!"
After she finished speaking, she disappeared from everyone's sight in a flash.
Everyone looked at each other in surprise. They didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman had such powerful strength.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the gentle woman, and she cursed softly, "You don't know what's good for you!"
Bai Youqi turned around and just when he felt at a loss, a mocking voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Bai Youqi, you can't do it! You can't even get someone in!"
Bai Youqi turned around suddenly and saw a man in blue standing there with his arms folded across his chest and a sneer on his face.
This man is another important member of the Hehuan Sect, Dongfang Yi.
"I've told you before that persuasion is useless and we have to rely on force to suppress it, but you just don't believe it!" Dongfang Yi had a hint of disdain on his lips.
Bai Youqi glared at him, her tone revealing dissatisfaction: "Dongfang Yi, do you think everyone is like you, only able to use brute force to solve problems? :"
That woman is no ordinary person.
"Humph, thoughts and choices?" Dongfang Yi sneered, "In this world of cultivation, strength is everything! Since persuasion is useless, then just take action. Isn't it better to just take him away? Isn't that better than you?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Youqi glared at Dongfang Yi fiercely.
Her heart tightened, but she refused to show weakness: "Dongfang Yi, if you have the ability, go after her! Don't come back crying and beg me for help."
Dongfang Yi sneered, as if he had heard something funny. "Come back crying? Bai Youqi, you underestimate me too much. No one in this world can escape from my grasp!"
After saying that, he turned around and chased in the direction Song Jiao left.
Dongfang Yi kept asking passersby along the way if they had seen a woman in red with an extraordinary temperament. When he learned that Song Jiao had gone to the back mountain, a wretched and confident smile appeared on his face.
"Hmph, this woman thought she could escape from my grasp?" Dongfang Yi rubbed his palms, a cunning look flashing in his eyes.
He knew very well that Song Jiao's spiritual power was extraordinary, but this was exactly what he valued.
What the Hehuan Sect needs is a medicine cauldron with spiritual power, and Song Jiao is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.
Dongfang Yi followed Song Jiao quietly, secretly thinking about how to take her down.
However, he didn't know that Song Jiao had already noticed his following, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a domineering and mysterious smile.
Song Jiao deliberately slowed down her pace, as if to lure Dongfang Yi to follow.
When she walked to a remote place, she suddenly turned around and stared coldly in the direction where Dongfang Yi was hiding.
"You've been following me for so long, come out!" Song Jiao's voice was cold and majestic.
Dongfang Yi was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that his tracking would be discovered.
He no longer hid and walked out openly with a lewd smile on his face: "It's great that you found me!" After a pause, he continued: "But, do you think you can escape?"
Song Jiao sneered: "Escape? Why should I run away? Instead, I'm touching you! Do you really think you can catch me?"
Before she finished speaking, Song Jiao's figure had disappeared from the spot, leaving only a red afterimage.
Dongfang Yi thought to himself that something was wrong, but it was too late to react. He only felt a powerful spiritual power rushing towards him, knocking him back several steps.
"You!" Dongfang Yi looked at Song Jiao in astonishment. Her strength was far beyond his imagination.
"He Huan Sect? You want to use me as a medicine cauldron? How ridiculous!" Song Jiao appeared in front of Dongfang Yi again, her eyes flashing with coldness. "What do you think will happen if I cut up the things you need?"
Dongfang Yi had been confidently tracking Song Jiao, but he hadn't expected her strength to far exceed his expectations. He stared at her in horror, her sword pointed at him, a cold gleam flashing. He involuntarily stepped back, trying to maintain a safe distance from her.
"What are you going to do?" Dongfang Yi's voice trembled, revealing his inner fear.
Song Jiao smiled slightly, with a hint of dominance in her eyes, "Guess!"
Before she finished speaking, she rushed towards Dongfang Yi swiftly.
Dongfang Yi dodged in a hurry, but it was too late.
Song Jiao's sword was like a flash of lightning, instantly penetrating his defense and piercing deeply between his legs.
As soon as she entered the Hehuan Sect, she heard the cries of many wronged souls, among whom the majority were women from this sect.
Whenever they found a woman with spiritual powers, they would try every possible means to get her to the Hehuan Sect and have her become a medicine cauldron and be killed.
"Ah!!!" Dongfang Yi let out a miserable cry that echoed throughout the entire forest.
His face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Song Jiao drew her sword and coldly looked at Dongfang Yi, who was struggling in pain. "Hehuan Sect? What kind of shit is that?"
Her words revealed endless sarcasm and disdain.
Dongfang Yi struggled to get up, but Song Jiao stepped on his chest and said, "Go back and tell your Sect Master that I will be the first to destroy the Hehuan Sect."
Song Jiao turned around and her figure swept into the dense jungle like the wind.
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