Chapter 155
“You old geezer, why aren’t you dead yet?”
The Dragon-Tiger Sect Master’s face was full of mockery, not holding back at all.
The Old Ancestor of Great Xia snorted coldly, ignoring the Sect Master’s taunts, and spoke:
“The contest between juniors is fair, victory and defeat are based on skill. If one is not skilled enough and dies, it’s their own fault. For you to bully the weak, it’s quite unbecoming!”
“Hmph! Just an old thing about to enter the grave, yet you dare to boast in front of me, seeking death!”
As he spoke, the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master waved his hand, condensing another palm strike.
This palm strike was even more formidable, as if it could pierce through the heavens and the earth.
The Old Ancestor of Great Xia’s gaze darkened, and his figure retreated thousands of feet in an instant. At the same time, the sword in his hand burst into a dazzling radiance, and a white longsword flew out from within him.
“Frost Sword!”
The Old Ancestor of Great Xia murmured.
As his words fell, he swung his sword, and white frost and snow fluttered up. A frost dragon roared out, charging towards the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master.
“Do ants, so lowly, have the courage to look directly at the azure dragon?”
The Dragon-Tiger Sect Master’s lips curled into a mocking arc, watching as the frost dragon was shattered and annihilated by his palm strike.
Seeing his strongest attack easily countered, Xia Hanbing’s expression changed drastically.
He knew he was no match for the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master.
But he had to save Xiao Minghuang, even if it cost him his life!
He took a deep breath, and the sword in his hand reappeared. A white light burst forth from the blade, transforming into a thousand-foot-long white ice dragon. With a roar, it bared its fangs and claws, pouncing towards the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master.
“Enough of these boring tricks.”
The Dragon-Tiger Sect Master’s face was full of ridicule. He raised his hand and slapped, a golden palm print condensing in his hand, swelling in the wind, transforming into a towering mountain peak, pressing down towards the ice dragon.
The ice dragon was instantly crushed into dust before the golden mountain peak.
Immediately after, the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master’s figure flashed, appearing beside Xia Hanbing, and kicked him in the abdomen.
Xia Hanbing’s body was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spraying out.
The Dragon-Tiger Sect Master smiled coldly, looking down at Xia Hanbing lying on the ground, and said indifferently:
“I told you, there’s no need for these futile efforts in front of me.”
A cold glint flickered in the eyes of the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master, but he did not continue his lethal assault. Instead, his gaze shifted to Xiao Minghuang.
“Little girl, I’ll give you a chance,” he said.
“What kind of chance?” she asked.
“Join the Dragon-Tiger Sect and become my personal disciple!”
“…I need to think about it!” Xiao Minghuang replied calmly, as if she were genuinely considering the offer.
Hearing this, the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master’s lips curled into a faint smile. No matter what tricks this little girl might try, she could never escape his grasp.
The Dragon-Tiger Sect had lost Xue Wushang, but if they could secure Xiao Minghuang, it would more than make up for the loss. In fact, even ten Xue Wushangs could not compare to a single Xiao Minghuang!
Their talents and temperaments were simply incomparable.
As for how to control this cunning little girl, he would leave that headache to the old demons of the Southern Wastelands.
On the ground, Xiao Minghuang remained composed. The reason she hadn’t outright refused the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master was to buy time. Once the Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect arrived, she would be safe.
Seeing Xiao Minghuang remain silent for so long, the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master couldn’t help but feel a sense of foreboding.
“Little girl, give me your answer within three breaths!” he demanded.
However, at that moment, Xiao Minghuang suddenly looked up, her face breaking into a radiant smile. It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her heart, and her spirit blossomed like a withered tree reviving in spring.
She declared loudly:
“Dragon-Tiger Sect Master, I reject your offer!”
But the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master had no time to respond to Xiao Minghuang.
The reason was simple.
From the distant horizon, a dazzling sword light streaked across the sky.
It tore through the air, leaving behind deep gashes as if the atmosphere itself had been slashed by a blade.
The sword light approached with unstoppable momentum, closing the distance in an instant and striking fiercely toward him!
“Not good!”
The Dragon-Tiger Sect Master’s expression changed drastically as he hurriedly dodged.
But the sword light was too fast. He had no time to evade!
He could only brace himself!
With a deafening roar, the space seemed to tear apart. A visible ripple spread out, causing the surrounding trees to snap and the ground to tremble violently.
Massive cracks, like a spider’s web, rapidly spread across the earth.
As the dust settled, a figure slowly rose from the ruins. Covered in dust and with several tears in his robes, he appeared somewhat disheveled but otherwise unharmed.
The Dragon-Tiger Sect Master’s eyes were fixed on the white-clad figure in the sky, his expression grave.
“Third Level of the Nascent Soul, Perfected Sword Intent!”
In the sky, a woman in white stood with her sword, her robes fluttering and her long hair dancing in the wind, resembling a celestial maiden descended from the heavens.
Her beautiful eyes shimmered with sword light, radiating an aura of extreme danger that made the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master deeply uneasy.
In the depths of his eyes, a mix of fear and dread emerged.
He never could have imagined that the young girl who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm thirty years ago had now grown to such an astonishing level of power!
At this moment, the Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect, Sheng Bailan, turned her gaze to the brilliant golden light on the ground and spoke in a cool, composed tone.
“Dragon-Tiger Sect Master, I’ve taken the Princess of Xia under my protection. Do you have anything to say?”
“Hmph!”
The Dragon-Tiger Sect Master didn’t say much more. After giving Xiao Minghuang one last deep, icy look, he turned and left.
Sheng Bailan watched the Dragon-Tiger Sect Master depart, the sharpness in her eyes softening as her gaze fell to the ground.
Xiao Minghuang stepped forward, but before she could speak, she was interrupted.
“So, you’re the princess of Xia Kingdom? Would you care to spar with me in sword intent?”
Xiao Minghuang furrowed her brows.
What was this all about?
But faced with her savior, and one of immense strength at that, how could she refuse?
It was just a spar in sword intent, nothing too serious.
“If Senior is willing, it would be my honor!”
Xiao Minghuang bowed slightly, speaking respectfully.
Sheng Bailan nodded in agreement.
Hearing this, Sheng Bailan’s lips curled slightly, her eyes narrowing as a smile appeared on her face.
Since she had comprehended the Great Perfection Sword Intent, it had been a long time since she had encountered someone who could match her in the way of the sword.
The young girl before her, though young, had already grasped the Great Perfection Sword Intent.
Such a person was destined to soar to great heights in the future.
“In that case, follow me!”
She then turned to the people of Xia Kingdom.
“I’ll be borrowing your princess for a few days.”
With that.
Sheng Bailan grabbed Xiao Minghuang’s hand and soared into the sky, disappearing into the horizon, leaving behind a crowd of astonished onlookers.
Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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