Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?

The sudden words startled Yun Ze, and he turned his head to look at the small courtyard, but saw nothing.

"Did I just hear wrongly?"

He wondered, somewhat confused.

But that was clearly not possible. Not to mention at their level of cultivation, it was almost impossible to mishear, especially since he could feel an icy gaze accompanying the words.

"I didn't hear wrongly; someone was indeed watching me just now."

During his contemplation, Yun Ze quickly figured out the reason.

It must have been the gaze of that unknown male loose cultivator.

He must have noticed my gaze, which is why he spoke up to intimidate me.

Yun Ze snorted coldly, yet he was not afraid.

Jokingly, his Protector was a revered Primordial Spirit True Person; how could he possibly be afraid?

Although that Nascent Soul woman, for some unknown reason, possessed combat power comparable to a Primordial Spirit True Person, the small courtyard was still firmly under the control of his Protector.

Even if he harbored hostility towards me, it would be futile.

With this thought, a smug expression appeared on Yun Ze's face as he looked toward the courtyard with slight scorn.

"Is it funny?"

As he looked proudly at that place, the earlier icy voice sounded again.

Yun Ze took out a folding fan, shook it, and said, "Of course, it's funny. I, this young master, stand before you so openly, what can you possibly do to me?"

"Is that so?"

He heard the owner of the voice sounding as if they'd heard an extremely laughable joke.

At the same time, a cry of alarm suddenly resounded from his Protector: "Young Master, be careful!"

"Careful? Careful of what?"

Yun Ze was initially stunned, his face showing confusion.

But moments later, he abruptly sensed something amiss.

If he hadn't misheard just now, that voice... seemed to be extremely close?

Yun Ze suddenly turned around, and at the same time, his hands formed a sign, channeling the spiritual power within his body and pushing backwards.

But his palms, containing formidable spiritual power, failed to push out and were instead grasped by a pincer-like hand. Read latest chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

"What can I do to you?"

Yun Ze looked up in panic, and what faced him was a slender pale hand.

With a slap,

Xu Yuan expressionlessly smacked him to the ground, creating a human-shaped deep pit in the ground.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Yun Ze, in total disarray, climbed out of the pit, his whole body covered in mud and blood, his previously dandy appearance completely gone.

"I, I'm going to kill you!"

Feeling the gazes from around him, he felt a burning pain on his face. Since becoming the Saint Heir of the Holy Sect, he had never faced such humiliation, especially being publicly shamed like this.

Yun Ze's eyes reddened, and rage nearly consumed him.

Although he didn't know how this Nascent Soul cultivator had evaded his Protector's control of heaven and earth, he remained fearless.

Being a Nascent Soul cultivator himself, over the years, numerous Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivators had died by his hands.

As a Saint Heir of the Holy Sect, he was naturally an outstanding genius within his realm.

Facing fellow Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, unless they were freakish aberrations like Mo Xianxian, he had no fear.

And how many like Mo Xianxian, such exceptional geniuses, could there be in this world?

As for the slap he had just received from Xu Yuan?

Yun Ze didn't take it to heart.

In his view, the reason he had been slapped was because he had been ambushed.

He was overly confident in his Protector.

Caught off guard, he had given his opponent an opportunity to successfully ambush him.

But now that he was on guard, there was no way for his opponent to replicate that slap again.

A cold smirk appeared on Yun Ze's face.

But the next moment, the crisp sound of a slap echoed again through the street.

Yun Ze, clutching his face, stared blankly at the young man before him.

But before more anger could emerge from within him, he saw the young man raise his hand again.

"Don't!"

He instinctively screamed.

He hurriedly covered his face.

But when he came to his senses, he only saw the young man's face, which seemed to be both smiling and not smiling.

"You, you d***!"

Yun Ze was furious.

It was truly too humiliating!

So much so that tears could be seen shimmering in his reddened eyes.

Ah? Brother, aren't you overdoing it a bit?

Xu Yuan almost couldn't react.

But he was not the kind of man to be tenderhearted upon seeing his opponent's weakness.

Xu Yuan did not hesitate and again took action while the other was still swamped in his emotions.

The earlier hand raise had just been to catch the opponent's attention, yet he hadn't expected such a huge reaction.

It seems, he cares a lot about his face?

A smile appeared at the corner of Xu Yuan's mouth.

If that was indeed the case, then this seemed to be a point he could exploit.

While contemplating, Xu Yuan's hands did not stop moving.

He launched a single-handed strike, wrapped in the essence of Thunderfire.

Its speed like thunder, its force like fire.

Hence the name, Thunderfire!

Xu Yuan didn't use a sword; he directly executed the Thunderfire Sword Skills with his palm.

"Stop! If you dare..."

From above the skies, the cloaked old man couldn't help but speak angrily.

"Distracted in my presence?"

Tian Liuli spoke coldly, her white hands reaching out, shimmering with the color of Liuli.

She grasped at the void as if holding a Divine Sword.

Being distracted before him was not just courting death; it was a path to suicide.