Bang!
After clashing with Feng Yanran, the red-robed warrior retreated several steps. Clearly, his strength was inferior to hers.
Lan Yuer finally emerged, her face as pale as paper, her condition far from good.
“Thank you, Miss Yanran.”
Lan Yuer naturally knew Feng Yanran had blocked the attack for her. Otherwise, even if not severely injured, she would have taken a hit.
“No need to thank me, but now we’re in a bit of trouble. I didn’t expect Divine Phoenix Academy to completely ignore the rules.”
Feng Yanran frowned.
During this time, she had sought help from Qingxu Academy’s higher-level disciples, those cultivating on upper floors.
But seeing she was fine, they all refused.
The reason was that rules prohibited higher-level warriors from interfering in lower-level disputes.
Blood Skeleton had broken the rules and would be punished, but they didn’t want to get involved.
That made sense. They didn’t know Ling Xiao and the others, so no need to break rules and get into trouble for them.
Unless Feng Yanran was attacked or injured.
But in reality, Divine Phoenix Academy disciples didn’t dare harm her.
“Miss Yanran, I advise you not to interfere!”
Duan Yun said with a smile. “If you do, I’ll have to act, and don’t blame me for being ruthless if I hurt this pretty girl!”
Feng Yanran helplessly stepped aside.
She knew Duan Yun’s prowess well. If the red-robed warrior attacked Lan Yuer, she might still escape.
But if Duan Yun acted, there would be no chance.
“I didn’t expect Divine Phoenix Academy to be so shameless. If I’d known, I should’ve been harsher earlier!”
Another voice rang out.
Ji Mingkong emerged from her private room.
In over a month, her cultivation had advanced to mid-stage Sancai Heaven. Her aura had clearly risen, and she had finally comprehended sword intent.
Though only entry-level sword intent, far from Ling Xiao’s, she was indeed much stronger than before seclusion.
Entry sword intent had nine levels, and above entry was mature sword intent.
“How were you unaffected?”
The red-robed warrior was stunned. He had expected Ji Mingkong to be as weakened as Lan Yuer, but she wasn’t.
Not only was she not weak, her cultivation had surged, her strength advancing remarkably.
“Ling Xiao spared your life before, yet you show no gratitude and dare such despicable acts. Seems you crave death!”
Ji Mingkong knew well that Ling Xiao had shown mercy. If ruthless, the red-robed warrior would’ve been crippled.
Moreover, the other Divine Phoenix disciples in private rooms wouldn’t have cultivated peacefully.
In terms of secret technique scrolls and formations, Ling Xiao surpassed Blood Skeleton by far. He hadn’t done so to avoid breaking Tianyuan Pagoda rules.
But now, it seemed rules were only for the honest. True villains cared nothing for them.
“Joke. With me here, can you kill him?” Duan Yun looked at Ji Mingkong with a smile. “You look good, with some strength. Why not join me? I can introduce you to Divine Phoenix Academy. Better than following a Heavenly Vein kid.”
“You’re not worthy!”
Ji Mingkong said indifferently. “Compared to him, you’re just a rat in the gutter.”
“What did you say?”
Duan Yun’s previously calm face showed anger.
He prided himself on being handsome and dashing. Women he wanted usually fell into his arms, especially female warriors from Heavenly Dragon Continent with lower cultivation. A wink, and they’d throw themselves at him.
Yet Ji Mingkong dared deny him face?
“I said you’re just a rat in the gutter!”
Ji Mingkong repeated fearlessly.
“Heh heh, I like spicy wild horses like you. Conquering them is more thrilling.”
Duan Yun suddenly showed a lecherous, evil grin. “I don’t know your relation to Ling Xiao, but after I play with you, that kid will surely go mad. Heh heh heh, exciting just thinking about it.”
Mo Wushang and Qin Bixue shook their heads nearby.
The former Saintess, once so lofty, now verbally degraded by this lecher. Truly tragic.
They had once harboured improper thoughts toward the Saintess, but held Ji Mingkong in high regard.
“Duan Yun, you’re so disgusting. Blood Skeleton associating with you isn’t good either.”
Feng Yanran frowned and cursed.
“Man-woman relations are natural. How’s that disgusting?”
Duan Yun said disdainfully. “Miss Yanran, your looks pale compared to Ji Mingkong’s, so I’m not interested. Ha ha ha ha.”
Though he dared not harm Feng Yanran, verbal humiliation was fine.
Ji Mingkong looked coldly at Duan Yun, her once rosy face now ashen.
“You’re dead today!”
Her personality was domineering and proud. Though defeated by Ling Xiao and saved by him, tempering her somewhat.
But toward others, she showed no mercy.
“Senior Brother Duan, handle that woman. This one’s attractive too. Ling Xiao’s quite lucky. I’ll taste her!”
The red-robed warrior’s inner desires stirred by Duan Yun’s words. Looking at Lan Yuer’s haggard yet pitiable face, he licked his dry lips, eyes gleaming with excitement.
“Even in death, I won’t let you succeed!”
Though weakened, Lan Yuer could still end her life.
In this world, chastity mattered more than life to many women.
“Death? I’ll make you feel ecstasy, definitely better than that kid’s!”
The red-robed warrior showed a beastly expression, laughing. “Will that kid keep hiding like a turtle? Let him hear your beautiful sounds!”
But the laughter stopped abruptly.
Ling Xiao’s private room Dragon-Severing Stone opened.
Terrifying killing intent spread like substance, tightly wrapping the red-robed warrior.
It changed Duan Yun’s expression, slowing him. Ji Mingkong severed a finger, pain causing sweat on his forehead.
Seeing this, the red-robed warrior trembled in fear. The bone-chilling intent gripped his soul, preventing any movement.
He fled like escaping death behind Duan Yun, Mo Wushang, and Qin Bixue, but the fear didn’t lessen.
Ling Xiao’s gaze seemed to pierce bodies, like sharp sword qi entering the red-robed warrior.
That look was like appraising a dead man.
