Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 210 Fairness

This small grotto has been sealed off again, and it has become the battlefield between Lord Xuan and Ye Xiaozhou. But there are some clueless bastards who are taking advantage of their master's power—

The two Golden Core cultivators who had miraculously survived her attack were hurriedly hiding behind City Lord Xuan, putting on an act of mutual support and joint defense against the enemy.

Brainless idiot!

Ye Xiaozhou cursed inwardly, wondering how such an idiot had survived in the cultivation world until now.

The more she killed, the more her cultivation improved. These two were like top-quality tonics, yet at this moment they were leaning towards the one surnamed Xuan...

Before the copper coin even fell, Ye Xiaozhou immediately assessed the development of the battle the instant the two cultivators moved.

Two curved blades shot out simultaneously, one as the main attacking blade, while the other swirled around to protect the target, twisting and piercing through the dark clouds as it swiftly advanced.

At the same time, Ye Xiaozhou leaped forward without hesitation, intending to get close to Xuan Chengzhu and prevent him from escaping. His bright red, blood-like spiritual energy acted like a hinge, striking in unison with the rapidly departing figure.

The dense aura of bloodlust carried a strong sense of aggression, yet it also contained a touch of ethereal clarity, like red moonlight suddenly spreading out.

Just before it touched the dark clouds, it suddenly changed direction, bypassed the impenetrable black curtain, and turned its sharp edge to circle around to the rear.

What she really wanted to kill were those two Golden Core cultivators!

Just as Ye Xiaozhou forcefully leaped over the dark clouds, the empty space in front of her suddenly boiled, blocking her path.

Two curved blades appeared suddenly behind the invisible barrier, leaping over it before it rose, their blades aimed directly at the two cultivators.

Ye Xiaozhou immediately turned around and struck Xuan Chengzhu with a palm, determined to keep him in place.

However, the figure in front of her turned into black smoke under the palm strike she unleashed.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaozhou gritted his teeth, his murderous intent intensifying.

This is her mother's magic—the Shadow in the Moon.

Ye Xiaozhou learned this technique, and so did Lord Xuan, who had been her mother's husband.

As long as one leaves behind a trace of their presence beforehand, they can teleport and change their form within a certain period of time, even through barriers, making their whereabouts unpredictable.

There are almost no secret realms in this world that are open to Ye Xiaozhou.

She was able to enter and exit various secret realms and treasure lands because of the "key" left to her by her mother. She could attach her aura to others beforehand, which meant that the gates of the secret realms were also open to her.

However, Ye Xiaozhou's ability to freely enter the Li Quan Realm was not due to this reason.

Rather, it stems from—the same bloodline.

But she couldn't get the Li Quan Realm to recognize her as its master, simply because of that damned fate.

Therefore, he was destined to be the master of the Liquan Realm, while she, Ye Xiaozhou, could only serve as a sacrifice. How could she possibly accept such a destiny!

What if fate doesn't favor you?

She still made it to where she is today.

Ye Xiaozhou's first attack failed, so he turned to attack the barrier in front of him. The two curved blades supported each other and were about to slash at the two Golden Core cultivators.

However, in the next instant, the figure of the Lord of Xuan City appeared out of thin air.

At this extremely dangerous moment, he stood in front of the two cultivators.

The curved blade stopped an inch in front of him, unable to advance any further.

Upon seeing the city lord come to their rescue, the two Golden Core cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to express their loyalty, they slowly opened their eyes wide.

They stared in disbelief at the black dagger that had been plunged into their dantian, their pupils slowly dilating, blood spilling from their mouths.

"City...City Lord, why..."

Before the words were finished, the dagger formed from black clouds exploded in their dantian, tearing their unseeing bodies to shreds.

At the same time, Ye Xiaozhou had already shattered the barrier.

Her eyes were cold as she gave a mocking laugh.

why?

An idiot is an idiot.

Your city lord, in order to prevent me from obtaining the "supplements," certainly cannot allow the two of you to become victims of my blade.

You all went so far as to linger around him. You should have just died under my blade; at least you could have contributed something.

This isn't a contest of killing or saving; it's a contest of who can kill those two cultivators first.

In this way, the Xuan family no longer had any worries.

Ye Xiaozhou's cultivation level has been capped at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and there is no possibility of further advancement.

Like a chess player who had won the first game, he pointed out with a rather condescending attitude:

"Isn't there your friend? Ha... You actually have a friend. Although his cultivation level isn't high, it still increases your chances of winning. Why don't you kill him?"

Ye Xiaozhou recalled his curved sword, keeping one with him, while he slashed out with the other. The black clouds surged and boiled, and vaguely, there was an image of a black dragon piercing through the clouds.

He became stronger.

While she was relentlessly pursuing improvements in her strength, his cultivation level was also slowly increasing.

Hearing him mention Zhu Wuyao, Ye Xiaozhou felt nothing. He felt neither resentment at being dragged into the situation nor greed for improving his strength.

I hope Wuyao can calculate that divination.

Ye Xiaozhou was also a divination practitioner, so how could he not notice?

Given the old grudges, they were bound to clash sooner or later; she had long been prepared for this, or rather—

Ye Xiaozhou's chosen path has always been one of preparation for revenge!

The overwhelming aura of bloodlust erupted once more. Under the clear, tranquil moonlight, countless hinges shot into the sky, slithering and undulating among the dark clouds, clinging tightly to the black dragon's body.

"Hmph! You want to use the Dragon Binding Technique? You'll have to see if you have the ability first!"

The Lord of Xuancheng deflected the curved blade. As his spiritual energy circulated and his aura reached the heavens, a faint dragon's roar could be heard. The black dragon raised its head and roared, its flames soaring to the sky, and the blood-red hinges broke inch by inch.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Ye Xiaozhou used his divine sense to glance at Zhu Wuyao.

My mind calmed down a little.

In life-or-death situations, the worst thing is a teammate who drags you down. Even someone like Zhu Wuyao who enters a meditative state during the battle is better than someone who rushes forward cluelessly like those two Golden Core cultivators.

Because they were both unlucky, Ye Xiaozhou was somewhat curious about Zhu Wuyao, but after all, she was not a kind person.

Upon realizing this doomed situation, Ye Xiaozhou genuinely considered whether he should kill Zhu Wuyao to break the deadlock.

Especially when we met in Ganxiao City.

Ye Xiaozhou stood beside the bed, watching the unconscious Zhu Wuyao for a long time.

The reason she didn't act wasn't out of any sense of camaraderie among fellow disciples, but rather because she was thinking—

They killed him because they were afraid.

It wasn't unintentional; it was simply that I disdained to do it.

Extending this to others, Ye Xiaozhou never expected that Zhu Wuyao would be prepared to die to push her out of the game. When she noticed the turmoil in the Liquan Realm, she immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity.

The game is in chaos. Those who should live are dead, and those who should die have escaped. Fate has no time to favor the black dragon that pierces the clouds!

She got—fairness!

The broken noose was about to dissipate, but in an instant it solidified again, turning into countless willow-leaf-sized curved blades that plunged upwards, as if to remove the scales and tendons from the black dragon.

At the same time, the Lord of Xuancheng raised his palm.

The Liquan Realm was boiling and surging. At the same time that the black dragon was pinned down, a powerful pressure locked onto Ye Xiaozhou.

The palm is slowly pressing down and flipping over.