There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

With both spirit swords bound at the same time, Gu Xia paused in her downward slashing motion. She tried to break free with a little effort but found she couldn't.

Not only that, the piece of blue silk continued to meander upwards at an incredible speed, seemingly attempting to strangle her on the spot.

Tsk.

Gu Xia released her grip without hesitation, giving Qu Yimian a brief respite. She then regained control of the magical artifacts, sending the two swords to her side while attacking Gu Xia with the other.

The seemingly soft silk danced in the air, and the sound of it tearing sent chills down one's spine. It was a magical artifact after all; no matter how soft and harmless it appeared on the surface, it was still a deadly weapon.

The cyan phantom was elusive and seemed harmless, but if one were to get close and entangled by it... ugh, I don't even want to think about it. Even if one didn't die, several bones would probably be broken.

Taking advantage of Gu Xia being entangled by Qing Ling, Qu Yimian escaped the dangerous situation of being controlled by others, and a smile curved her lips.

So what if Gu Xia survives the tribulation?

She is now only one step away from transcending the tribulation, and rounding up, she is not much worse than the other party.

Moreover, she has her own trump cards up her sleeve, so if a fight really breaks out, she might not necessarily lose.

"Depend on!"

Seeing Qu Yimian's smile and smug expression, Xu Xingmu couldn't help but draw his sword, the bright blade flashing with a scorching heat.

In an instant, a scorching heat wave swept over and slapped against the other person's annoying face.

Before Qu Yimian could react, the protective pearl hanging beside her transformed into a barrier, blocking the attack. The man, who was the spirit of the artifact, coldly turned his head in her direction.

Xu Xingmu glared back defiantly.

What are you looking at?

The atmosphere instantly became tense the moment the human and the spirit locked eyes, and everyone could clearly feel the gunpowder in the air.

However, since they all wanted to kill Qu Yimian, they naturally had no good feelings towards this artifact spirit. One after another, they attacked, with countless sword shadows flying, talismans intertwined, and various magical artifacts slamming down, all of which shimmered with a cold light.

Even with a protective jewel by your side, it's still impossible to defend against.

Qu Yimian didn't think they could hurt her, but her main target was Gu Xia, and she didn't want to be distracted by these disciples. After blocking them a few times, she found that they were still persistent.

She immediately became angry.

Her beautiful face contorted with anger, and demonic energy gathered at her fingertips. She looked down at them and said, "For the sake of our past friendship, I can let this go for now."

"But if you continue to be so ungrateful, then don't blame me for being impolite."

The five direct disciples gathered together, but in the end, she did not intend to kill them all.

"vomit--"

To her surprise, as soon as she said this, Ye Suian pretended to vomit. The young man smiled, but there was no warmth in his eyes. "How come you have such a big face?"

"To correct you, what kind of friendship do we have between us?"

They're more like enemies than friends?

Several people subconsciously touched their arms, and goosebumps appeared all over their skin.

It's hard not to agree with Ye Sui'an's words.

They didn't want to have anything to do with Qu Yimian anymore. Given her current reputation in the cultivation world, she was someone everyone hated.

They must be crazy to think they have any feelings for her.

"..."

These words are harsh and ruthless; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they kill someone and destroy their spirit.

Qu Yimian's expression stiffened for a moment, and she felt even more strongly that she and the annoying guys from the Taiyi Sect were destined to be at odds.

She clearly didn't intend to kill them all, but these disciples showed her no mercy when they attacked her.

Qu Yimian took a deep breath. "So you all want to die?"

Confident in her current strength, she didn't take these people seriously at all. She waved her hand to block the various attacks and coldly said, "Without Gu Xia, the strongest among you is only at the Nascent Soul stage. Where do you get the courage to interfere in a battle that doesn't belong to you?"

"Believe it or not, I can crush you all with a flick of my finger right now." The overwhelming power in her cultivation level gave her an extremely inflated sense of confidence, and this was not an exaggeration. If she wanted to, she could really leave these disciples with nothing but bones.

However, Qu Yimian's target was not them.

Yue Ming, who was ignored: "..."

He laughed angrily.

So, isn't a sect leader as powerful as him a human being?

Xie Baiyi coldly drew his sword, his eyebrows slightly lowered, the sword's sharp wind pointing directly at her, "Since we dared to come today, then we have no fear of death."

If they were afraid, they wouldn't have intervened in the first place.

"That's it."

Yu Heng, always stubborn, immediately retorted, "So what if you're at the Nascent Soul stage? Just because you're powerful doesn't mean you're all that. Besides, who knows how you got your current strength?"

As he spoke, he began to have doubts in his heart. These guys were all cheating, first faking their deaths and then their cultivation levels skyrocketed.

It made him so itchy that he wondered if he should also go and die early.

Fortunately, the others were unaware of his dangerous idea, otherwise Xie Baiyi's fist would probably have landed on his head in the next second.

Yu Heng's words were just casual remarks, but to his surprise, Qu Yimian's expression suddenly darkened. Her expression was anything but pleasant; in fact, it could be described as somewhat sinister, a stark contrast to her previous demeanor.

Shen Weixun narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "Are you feeling guilty?"

"why?"

The young man asked in a calm tone, "Did his words just now touch upon something you were thinking about?"

His question came so suddenly that Yu Heng gave a blank "Ah".

what what?

Which sentence did he just say?

Yu Heng himself was still in a daze, but several others quickly realized what was happening.

"That's not true!" Seeing their different expressions, Qu Yimian subconsciously retorted, "Stop talking nonsense."

Whether she's lying or not, others can tell just by looking at her attitude.

So there are some unknown secrets behind this, right?

But Qu Yimian dared not let them continue to ponder.

Originally, relying on the protective magic weapon, she wasn't worried at all that anyone could hurt her, but now...

Seeing that the group was still determined to continue their attack, Qu Yimian flipped her palm, and a pitch-black token appeared out of thin air. Immediately afterward, demonic energy was injected into it, and a chilling aura enveloped the entire area.

"what?"

Ye Suian glanced at him in surprise, and the moment he realized something was wrong, an alarm went off in his mind.

Xie Baiyi realized that something seemed wrong, and he immediately drew his sword. The sword shadow, as swift as lightning, collided with a cloud of black mist.

At the same time, he didn't forget to remind everyone, "Be careful!"

Among the disciples present, there were quite a few with keen senses, and their perception of potential danger was particularly strong. They gripped their defensive magical artifacts and quickly retreated to create distance.

In an instant, all those who had been besieging Qu Yimian scattered like birds.

They retreated in a very orderly fashion when they were trying to escape.

Only Yue Ming was stunned for a moment, but Gu Lanyi did not forget her unlucky master this time.

As the sect leader, he was not so oblivious to the abnormality, but because of his status, he had never cooperated with his disciples before.

So he seemed a bit out of place.

Fortunately, no one cared about him; everyone's eyes were fixed on the area behind Qu Yimian.

A chilling and malevolent aura spread out in wisps, gradually transforming into countless figures.

That's... a ghost cultivator?

……