Chapter 204 Teleportation
Xiaoyao Lang was quite helpless. "Fine! I'm leaving..." After saying that, he strode past her, but stopped abruptly at the door. He turned back and looked at her affectionately. "Take care." Then he resolutely left.
After Xiaoyao Lang left, Yi Qing lowered her eyes and held her breath, silently thinking: "Brother Xiaoyao, please forgive my choice. Shao Ji Qianxue has her own mission, and so does Dao Xiaoyao. I don't want to cling to you all the time, nor do I want to see you fall for me..."
After a moment of contemplation, Yi Qingxue casually swung her right hand, and the ancient Xi Shi Qin (a type of zither) appeared out of thin air. Stroking the strings, she murmured to herself, "Now that my cultivation is complete and the Seven-Colored Dragon Soul has appeared in the world, the next step is the grand plan to create the world."
Having said that, she suddenly raised an eyebrow, her right middle finger gliding across the strings of her zither. As she concentrated her energy, a dragon's roar resounded, and an orange dragon spirit emerged from the Xi Shi Zither, instantly surging into her body. Her light green dress swayed without wind, and she sat gracefully before the zither, her rendition of "Farewell to the Western Chu General Under the Thousand Autumn Moon" echoing throughout Ma Family Village.
With the Longyang City army about to set off, Ling Xueyan, dressed in full military attire, learned that Xiaoyao Lang and Yi Qingxue were at the Ma residence. Without hesitation, she used her Saintly cultivation to transfer her body to the Ma residence, eager to see Xiaoyao Lang.
However, the news came too late; Xiaoyao Lang had already vanished without a trace, and only Yi Qingxue was seen strolling alone in the courtyard. "I heard you lost your memory, but seeing you so leisurely now, it's as if you've truly forgotten everything from the past!" Ling Xueyan teased.
Yi Qingxue didn't even turn her head. She had sensed Ling Xueyan's arrival beforehand. She bent down to admire the roses in the greenhouse. "You're dressed in armor and wearing a golden helmet, rushing to this Ma family village. You didn't come just to tease me, did you?"
"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, Ling Xueyan frowned slightly. She sensed that Yi Qingxue had changed her personality, and her words no longer carried the gentle and charming demeanor she once had. "I have no interest in you! I just want to know, where is Xiaoyao Lang?" Ling Xueyan said coldly.
"Xiaoyao Lang?!" Yi Qingxue plucked a pink rose, straightened up, and smelled it. The fragrance brought a sweet smile to her face. "Where he is right now, I don't know, and I can't control that." Her tone was nonchalant.
Ling Xueyan approached, picked a red rose, and brought it close to her nose to smell it. "Really?! I thought that since he cares about you so much, if something happened to you, wouldn't he appear very quickly?!"
"Oh?!" This seemingly intriguing remark, laced with the ruthlessness of Ling Xueyan, was easily understood by Yi Qingxue. She replied calmly, "I don't even know how much Xiaoyao Lang cares about me, yet you speak with such certainty." With that, she fixed her gaze on Ling Xueyan.
Those almond-shaped eyes were clear and pure, yet the gaze they held surprised Ling Xueyan; they showed absolutely no trace of fragility. Ling Xueyan raised her willow-leaf eyebrows. "Since you don't know, why don't we give it a try and see what your place is in Xiaoyao Lang's heart!"
"Oh?! Your suggestion sounds like a very interesting game! I wonder how you plan to try it out?!" Yi Qingxue replied calmly.
Ling Xueyan's lips curled up. "Simple! Use your life as a bargaining chip in this game!" As soon as she finished speaking, the red rose in her hand was crushed into pieces. She raised her hand and focused her strength on two fingers, aiming straight for Yi Qingxue's chest, intending to seal and control her.
Just as Ling Xueyan's finger was about to strike, Yi Qingxue swiftly extended her right finger, meeting Ning Feng's attack head-on. A loud "poof!" echoed as the energy collided, leaving Ling Xueyan utterly astonished! "You...how do you know martial arts?!" Li Ren's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.
Yi Qingxue chuckled lightly, "Heh! Surprised? My abilities are not limited to this!" With that, she transformed her fingertips into a palm, and the palm force struck out powerfully towards Yi Qingxue.
Seeing this, Ling Xueyan also reacted, and the two palm strikes collided. With a loud "bang!", Ling Xueyan was forced back three steps.
Ling Xueyan steadied herself and glared at Yi Qingxue, saying, "I didn't expect you to be so cunning. Since that's the case, today I'll take your inner energy to improve my cultivation!" As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Xueyan made no reservations, took a step forward, and activated her ultimate technique, "Floating Rain."
In an instant, the surrounding air currents churned, and the sound of the wind whistling filled the air! As Ling Xueyan pulled her hands back, Yi Qingxue's body instantly floated up, suspended more than three feet off the ground, unable to move an inch.
Yi Qingxue, however, remained calm and composed, saying leisurely, "This is the ultimate technique that your Fine Rain Manor is so proud of, Fine Rain Levitation, is it? You do have some skill! However, such a domineering move leaves no room for the opponent, so the one who uses it is also facing a life-or-death situation in an instant!"
"Hmph! You're about to die! And yet you're still so arrogant. I find you utterly despicable!" Ling Xueyan mocked, her hand transforming into a claw as she fiercely drew in Yi Qingxue's inner energy.
Just then, Yi Qingxue's clear and melodious voice rang out from behind her: "I've said it before! The most lethal move is often the one that leaves the opening wide, and you seem to think it's insignificant!"
Before she could finish speaking, Ling Xueyan was already shocked. "You... how could this be?" In her panic, she hurriedly tried to withdraw her attack, but it was too late.
When the drizzling rain technique is used, it draws on the surrounding airflow to control the opponent's body. The user's own true energy is also integrated with the airflow, making it difficult to quickly stop or change the move.
Before Ling Xueyan could retract her true energy, Yi Qingxue casually swung her right palm out, striking Ling Xueyan in the back with a "smack!" The force of the palm penetrated her protective energy, and with a "pfft!" sound, she was directly struck and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Ling Xueyan steadied herself, clutched her chest, and turned to ask, "Why...why didn't you use your full strength?"
Yi Qingxue strolled leisurely for two steps, replying casually, "I have no grudge against you, and whether I kill you or not is meaningless to me!" Suddenly, her eyes turned cold, "But I must tell you, this slap today is just a warning. If you dare to harm Xiaoyao Lang, or make a move on Yi Mingzhao, I will show no mercy!"
Her voice was soft and gentle, yet it left no room for doubt in the listener. Ling Xueyan calmed her inner energy and asked, "Even if your inner strength is high, it's impossible for you to dissolve my levitation of fine rain so easily. How did you do it?"
Upon hearing this question, Yi Qingxue turned and glanced at her. Seeing her bright eyes, she replied crisply, "Since you're so curious, I might as well tell you. It's quite a coincidence! This move is called 'Shadow Shift,' a technique created by the Yin-Yang School, which is exactly the counter to your 'Floating Drizzle'!"
"I see." Ling Xueyan murmured to herself, then said, "You are a Yin-Yang cultivator. Judging from your cultivation level, you have already transcended the mortal realm. Why did you remain silent, even after Ouyang Longyuan killed your father?!"
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