Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14337 I'm Willing to Cooperate

She was a woman of unparalleled beauty, who looked to be around thirty years old, yet possessed a unique charm that came with the passage of time.

Time hasn't left many marks on her face; instead, it has added a touch of maturity and composure.

She wore a deep purple flowing gauze dress, which was light and ethereal, swirling around her like clouds.

The skirt is embroidered with an intricate phoenix chasing the sun pattern in gold thread, which shimmers under the starlight, as if the phoenix might fly out of the skirt at any moment.

Her figure was the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator: her fullness stretched the hem of her dress into an alluring curve, making people unable to help but turn their heads; her waist was slender and could be grasped in one hand, outlining a breathtaking curve under the light gauze, as if a gentle breeze could blow her over.

Her face was breathtakingly exquisite: her dark eyebrows resembled distant, verdant mountains, their curved shape like two willow leaves, slightly furrowed yet carrying a hint of melancholy and allure; her bright eyes were like autumn waters, clear and sparkling, as if holding endless stars and the sea, captivating anyone who looked away; her delicate nose was straight and sculpted like jade, small and exquisite, adding to her nobility and elegance; her full, cherry-red lips, slightly parted, revealed pearly white teeth, seemingly radiating an alluring fragrance.

She exuded both the alluring charm of a mature woman and an air of untouchable nobility. These two contrasting qualities blended perfectly in her, creating a fatal attraction that made Ling Xiao and Ni Shuanghan take a few more glances.

This is practically the perfect partner that every man dreams of!
Her every smile and frown seemed to possess an invisible magic, like a gentle breeze on a spring day or a warm plum blossom quietly blooming in the cold winter. It could easily stir people's hearts, making them involuntarily intoxicated and captivated.

The slightly upturned corners of her mouth, with a half-smile, seemed to hide endless tenderness and allure; her gently furrowed brows carried a touch of endearing coquettishness.

Every subtle movement, every unintentional glance, is like a meticulously crafted work of art, breathtakingly beautiful.

Ni Shuanghan suddenly turned to look at Ling Xiao. Her cold eyes, like a deep, icy pool, flashed with a subtle scrutiny.

That gaze seemed to possess an invisible penetrating power, as if it wanted to see through Ling Xiao's deepest thoughts.

Ling Xiao remained expressionless and spoke solemnly, his tone carrying an air of righteous indignation, as if he were truly Liu Xiahui, the man who could remain unmoved even with a woman in his lap:

"I am a decent person and I will not be easily seduced by beauty."

Ni Shuanghan looked at him quietly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow on her cheeks.

His lips pursed almost imperceptibly, forming a subtle curve, but he remained silent.

That gaze seemed to see right through you, as if it were saying:
"You'd better really mean it."

In the distance, the woman moved with light, graceful steps, each one seemingly touching the heartstrings of those who stepped on her.

Her skirt fluttered gently with each step, as colorful as the clouds in the sky, carrying a faint, ethereal fragrance.

The fragrance, like a mysterious magic, lingered in the air, making one's heart flutter upon smelling it.

She stopped three zhang in front of Ling Xiao, a perfect distance that was neither too intimate nor offensive, yet convenient for them to talk.

She scrutinized Ling Xiao, her gaze as bright as a star, filled with a mixture of scrutiny and curiosity.

The scrutinizing gaze seemed to want to look Ling Xiao up and down, trying to uncover the secrets hidden within him; the curious gaze was like that of a child seeing a new and interesting toy, full of the desire to explore.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice soft and captivating, like a spring breeze caressing the strings of a zither, or a babbling brook flowing through the heart:
"Your Excellency is His Majesty Ling Xiao of the Overlord Empire?"
Hearing about you is not as good as seeing you in person; you truly possess extraordinary bearing. It is my great honor to meet you today.

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his gaze calm and unwavering, like a still lake without a ripple.

He seemed to regard the stunningly beautiful woman before him as no different from any other ordinary person, and saw nothing special about her.

He said in a steady and powerful voice:

"It is I."

May I ask who you are?

The woman looked around, a hint of wariness flashing in her starry eyes, like a startled fawn.

Her slender fingers gently brushed the stray hairs by her ear, the movement elegant and natural, as if she were unintentionally revealing her charm.

"Your Majesty, this is not a place for further discussion. There are many spies from the Blazing Fire Sect in the Cloud Mist Kingdom. They are like venomous snakes in the shadows, constantly watching our every move."

May I move over for a chat?
"This humble woman has some important matters she wishes to discuss with Your Majesty privately."

Ling Xiao remained silent for a moment. In this brief silence, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, with only the faint sound of the wind whispering in his ear.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness quietly unfolded, like invisible ripples spreading across the calm lake after a pebble is thrown in. Centered on him, it swept across the surrounding sky quickly and silently.

His divine sense, like keen antennae, meticulously explored every inch of space, leaving no detail unchecked and no suspicious aura undetected.

After a moment, confirming there was no ambush or hidden danger, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze calm yet firm as he looked at the woman before him, and said:
What urgent matter do you have to discuss with me?
It should be fine to speak here.

If you are truly sincere, there is no need to be so secretive.

The woman smiled sweetly, a smile as radiant and captivating as a flower blooming in spring.

With a glance, it seems as if endless stars and seas are hidden within, and a myriad of charms ripple within.

Her eyes possess a unique charm that draws people in effortlessly.

I know why you've come.

Those short-sighted members of the Blazing Fire Sect only care about immediate petty gains; their unwillingness to cooperate with you is truly a loss for them.

And I, I'm willing!

Her words carried a hint of disdain for the Blazing Fire Sect, her contemptuous tone suggesting that the sect was nothing more than a bunch of clowns in her eyes; yet they also revealed a trace of sincerity, her earnest gaze seemingly telling Ling Xiao that she genuinely wanted to cooperate with him.

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, like stars twinkling in the night sky, revealing a hint of vigilance and contemplation.

The God-Slaying Sword in his sleeve seemed to sense its master's emotions and began to hum softly, the humming sound like a deep war drum echoing in the silent air.

Ling Xiao stared intently at the woman and asked:
Whom do you represent?
If one cannot even clearly state which faction they represent, how can they talk about cooperation?

The woman spoke solemnly, her tone tinged with pride, her straight back seemingly proclaiming the past glory of the power behind her:
"Xi Hua Zong".