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The woman in the green dress was Xiaoqing, and she had been there for some time. As Li Xiaoyao and the others fought, she was there too, yet she hadn't made a move at that time. Helping out required picking the right moment, for the rewards and effects of intervening at different times could be drastically different. Clearly, the act of saving him now meant that Li Xiaoyao owed her not just a favor, but a life. Zhou Lu and the others looked at this woman who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, their curiosity piqued. As Guardians of the Human Realm, they remembered every Cultivator who entered. However, this woman before them left no impression on them whatsoever. Furthermore, what puzzled them even more was their inability to sense any aura from her. An ordinary person? No, definitely not an ordinary person. Unless, perhaps, this woman's Cultivation Level was even higher than theirs? "Impossible," Zhou Lu thought to himself, shaking his head inwardly. This woman looked even younger than Li Xiaoyao—how could she possibly be more powerful than him? "Young lady, better leave quickly," Xue Hui said, waving his hand but not taking his eyes off her. Xiaoqing was too beautiful, possessing a charm and an air that appealed across ages. Even the elderly Xue Hui felt a surge of lust in his belly. He started to plan in his heart; after dealing with the matter at hand, he would investigate this woman's identity. If he could take her as his dual cultivation partner, that wouldn't be half bad. Xiaoqing's tone remained indifferent as she asked, "You want to kill him?" "That's right," Zhou Lu replied, a growing unease in his heart making him impatient. "Hurry up and leave." On the Li Family's side, Li Pingshuang glanced at Xiaoqing and then turned back to ask, "Who is this girl? Does she know Xiaoyao?" Li Tu shook his head: "I haven't seen her before." "You go and bring her back," Li Yiming instructed. "Yes." Li Tu was heavy-hearted—the nearly certain death of Li Xiaoyao weighed on him, and his good personal relationship with Li Xiaoyao made it all the more infuriating and saddening to witness him being killed. But before Li Tu could step forward, Xiaoqing suddenly nodded and said, "I'll spare your lives for now. This little guy holds quite a grudge, you know. I'd probably upset him if I killed you all." Xiaoqing's voice was clear and melodious like a warbler, but the words she uttered stunned everyone present. Could it be that every person who knew Li Xiaoyao was abnormal? This beautiful woman, daring to make such a bold statement in that tone of voice—did she truly understand what she was saying? Zhou Lu's face darkened as he said, "You're asking for death!" Xiaoqing ignored him and continued walking toward Li Xiaoyao. "Kill him!" The crisis awareness brought about by the cultivation in the Spirit Condensation Realm made Xue Hui feel uneasy. Seeing Xiaoqing approaching closer, he immediately shouted loudly. Zhou Lu dashed forward to Li Xiaoyao's side, his Precious Sword raised high, and thrust it toward Li Xiaoyao's neck. "Hmph!" A light, ethereal snort sounded, like a piercing thorn swirling deep within everyone's mind, causing splitting headaches. Zhou Lu, enduring the headache, thrust his sword down. "Bang!" An eerie scene unfolded. Everybody saw Zhou Lu's Precious Sword about to pierce Li Xiaoyao's neck, but in the next instant, it was as if an invisible force struck Zhou Lu in the chest, sending him flying. "This..." "What happened? How did Zhou Lu get sent flying?" ``` Everyone had not even seen anyone strike, yet Zhou Lu was bizarrely blasted away. "Could it be... that woman?" Everyone was secretly startled, their gazes once again turning toward Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing walked slowly, her steps graceful to the extreme. As for Zhou Lu, who had been blasted away, she did not even spare him a glance. "Old Zhou!" Xue Hui and Qi Tianhe immediately rushed over. Zhou Lu's mouth was gushing blood, and his face was as pale as golden paper. It was imaginable just how terrifying the attack just now had been. "What's going on?" Leaning on them, Zhou Lu could not muster any strength in his body, and his weak voice, accompanied by blood, slowly rose, "I didn't sense it, it must be... that woman." Upon hearing this, the two men couldn't help but be taken aback. Was it that woman's doings? By now, Xiaoqing had already reached the center of the ruins, glanced down at the unconscious Li Xiaoyao, and slightly furrowed her brows. "The injuries are quite severe." Xiaoqing slowly turned around, looked at the six people, and a streak of cold light flickered in her calm eyes, releasing an aura that almost made them incapable of any thought of resistance. Feeling this overwhelming momentum, the Yuan Ling mages and others were horrified. "Who... exactly is this woman?" "This presence, it's so strong that I can't even muster the will to resist." "So powerful, too powerful!" "She must at least be a Nascent Soul Realm expert. Only a Nascent Soul Realm expert could strike such fear into me." In Xiaoqing's beautiful eyes, a cold light was swirling, and as her red lips slightly parted, she uttered several chilling words. "You all should die." The first word was plain and unremarkable, but as the second word was uttered, the volume was so great, it was as if it came from beyond the skies, piercing directly into people's souls, causing everyone's faces to suddenly turn white, their footing unsteady, as they collapsed to the ground. When the last word "die" fell, the Yuan Ling mages and the others had already lost all color in their faces, their fear reaching a climax. "I am an Elder of Da Lin Temple, guarding the Human Realm, would you dare to harm me?" the Yuan Ling mage brought up his backing, trying to make Xiaoqing apprehensive. Little did he know that after he mentioned the three words "Da Lin Temple," the killing intent in Xiaoqing's eyes grew even more intense. "Da Lin Temple? The disciples and students of that old man Fahai? Huh, today I intended to spare your lives, but you, you must die!" Having said this, Xiaoqing's eyes suddenly focused, and her delicate hands slowly lifted. Her soft and delicate fingers gently flicked, and an energy, causing the Yuan Ling mage's face to change, instantly assaulted him. "Bang!" The force of the finger was so fierce, it penetrated the Yuan Ling mage's heart with one blow, and he did not even have the chance to dodge as his vitality quickly dissipated. The onlookers were dumbstruck. Who was this woman? To kill a Spirit Condensation Realm expert with a flick of her finger, and with such a nonchalant demeanor, was terrifying. "You dare to kill an Elder of Da Lin Temple!" Yi Kong, witnessing the death of Yuan Ling mage, immediately jumped out and roared. Xiaoqing looked over, a cold and quiet smile on her exquisite face, "Simply killing one is not satisfying enough." Killing just one was not satisfying enough? The spectators shuddered at her words, and as Yi Kong realized too late his rash action, Xiaoqing had already flicked her fingers several more times. A series of terrifying energies, before Yi Kong and the others could react, had already pierced their hearts. In just a few seconds, more than a dozen disciples of Da Lin Temple were all killed. Outside the Human Realm, there was silence. A breeze in the evening made Luo Er, Long Yan, and others feel a chill down their spines. "Keep your lives and wait for this youngster to take revenge." Xiaoqing said with a mischievous smile to a few people, casually collecting the Yuan Ling mage's Golden Core, and then released a stream of Spiritual Energy to envelop Li Xiaoyao's body, lifting him up. In the next second, the two of them disappeared from sight. ```