Openly slapping someone in the face also requires cultivation and strength.
With at least two Nascent Soul cultivators conversing, no one dared to interfere.
After a long silence, the once enthusiastic hall was now filled only with the howling wind blowing across the not-so-pleasant face of the Demon Sect Master.
He squinted at Shen Wangshu, his hands clenched tightly for a moment, and suddenly burst forth with spiritual energy, but then he tried hard to suppress it, somewhat hesitant.
The news of his advancement to the half-step Mahayana stage had already spread throughout the entire cultivation world. Moreover, he had destroyed several demonic sects and was at the height of his power. In order to establish his authority, he did not hide it from the cultivators of the world, and it had already become a hot topic.
But at this moment, the Lingxiao Daoist remained indifferent, likely harboring a hidden plan. He subconsciously touched his beast paw, a hint of apprehension in his eyes, for the impression left by that ruthless female cultivator was too profound. With a single sword strike, she cleaved through the air, freezing the vast seas and transforming the entire world into a land of ice and snow, even freezing Cangxiong and Haori.
A single, chilling sword strike can sever the arm of a Nascent Soul cultivator in the blink of an eye.
At that time, if he hadn't run fast, he would have been killed by Lingxiao Daozun with a single sword strike.
This woman never had any psychological barriers when killing demonic cultivators.
Now he's so careless and spouting nonsense. Is he deliberately trying to provoke him and get him into a fight?
Without knowing Shen Wangshu's true strength, the Demon Sect Master dared not make a move.
After all, the woman in front of him still seemed to be in the Nascent Soul stage, but she looked rather strange.
The half-step Mahayana cultivator overthought things; he was wary and therefore refrained from provoking Shen Wangshu. However, the silence was unsettling. The Guangming Sect Master stood to the side, a faint smile appearing in his aged eyes. This was because Shen Wangshu's dignified and proud demeanor displayed the spirit of a great cultivator and the Guangming Sect's fearlessness in the face of powerful cultivators.
He felt a surge of joy and nodded slightly to Shen Wangshu. Just as he was about to speak to smooth things over, he saw the red rhombus at the waist of the Red Moon Fairy shimmering as she walked to his side and opened her mouth even before he, the sect leader, did.
She gave a beautiful smile and said to the Demon Sect Master, "Sect Master, you are so magnanimous..."
"Heh..." Shen Wangshu laughed sarcastically, as if mocking the narrow-mindedness of the Demon Sect Master.
"Consider that we are all members of the Daoist sect of the world..."
"Good and evil cannot coexist," Shen Wangshuman said.
Red Moon Fairy's face twisted with resentment as she glared at Shen Wangshu, forcing a smile as she said, "The Sect Master is now the foremost cultivator in the world..."
"I'm not dead yet!" Shen Wangshu said calmly, stroking Xiao Xuan's fluffy fur.
The laughter of the Red Moon Fairy mingled with the woman's cool voice, making the hall even quieter.
On the armor of the Demon Sect Master, various human figures twisted and turned as if they were about to burst through his body, and the black light on the cloak behind him shone brightly, gathering and roaring like living things.
"Sect Leader, please have a seat." If the Sect Leader of Guangming Sect was somewhat displeased with Fairy Red Moon's flattery of the Demon Sect Leader, he really had no temper at the moment.
He was secretly laughing his head off. Seeing the Demon Sect Master staring intently at Fairy Red Moon, whose beautiful face was blank, as if she didn't know what she had offended this great cultivator of the Demon Sect, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Fool." His aged face wore an extremely hypocritical smile as he gestured, "Sect Master, your esteemed presence is an honor. Our Guangming Sect naturally welcomes fellow cultivators with open arms."
"You're really putting yourself in a bad light." Seeing his sect leader exchanging pleasantries with a forced smile, Daoist Xiwu sat down to Shen Wangshu with a smile.
In his arms, there was also a fox curled up. This fox was a fluffy, black ball of fur. It was unclear what Daoist Xiwu had recently fed it, but its black fur was shiny and glossy, like a piece of satin.
The fox curled itself into a round, fluffy ball, its small body trembling incessantly. Shen Wangshu keenly observed the fox and saw that under its dark little paws were several elixirs. Its little head was tucked under its belly, showing no interest in anything else, and it was intently munching on the elixirs under its paws.
"Isn't Little Black adorable?" Daoist Xiwu affectionately stroked the tips of the fox's fluffy ears.
The black fox shook its paws unhappily, trying to raise its head, but seeing the elixir under its paws, it snorted and did not show itself.
"Where did you get the elixir?" Shen Wangshu had stopped giving Xiwu Daojun elixir long ago, out of consideration for her little Xuan's feelings.
"It's better to rely on yourself than on others. I refined it myself." A gentle light appeared in Daoist Xiwu's peach blossom eyes.
"I remember your alchemy always resulted in explosions!" Shen Wangshu's lips twitched.
The handsome young man demurely flicked the hem of his robe, embroidered with silver threads, his eyes filled with tenderness. In a voice that gave Shen Wangshu goosebumps, he softly said, "For Xiao Hei, what can't we achieve?"
He knew that the black fox wouldn't be able to concentrate on anything else until it finished the elixir, so he smiled and touched the black fox's little paws again. Seeing that he hadn't been scratched, he turned to Shen Wangshu and boasted, "Look! How affectionate it is towards me!" Because he had gained the black fox's special attention, Daoist Xiwu took out a few more round elixir from his palm and stuffed them under the black fox's belly.
The slender fingertips probed into the black fox's soft belly and gently scratched its fur.
The black fox wanted to get angry when its belly was disturbed by the soil, but it silently held back when it saw the elixir.
Looking at the fox that was willing to sell itself for the elixir, and then at her own little Xuan licking its paws and wagging its tail, Shen Wangshu felt that her own fox was smarter.
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