System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

At an altitude of ten thousand meters, the cold wind was like a knife, ruthlessly cutting through space. A black streak of light, carrying endless urgency and panic, like a shooting star piercing the night sky, tore through the void and hurtled towards the Azure Dragon Mountains tens of thousands of miles away.

Within that black streak of light was Senior Sister Piaoxue, relentlessly pursued. At this moment, her breathing was disordered, her delicate body trembled slightly in the gale, and her pale face could not hide her exhaustion and fear.

While desperately using her escape techniques, her figure flickered like a ghost, and she would occasionally turn around to look behind her warily, her eyes filled with vigilance and worry.

"I wonder how Junior Brother Beiming is doing now. He absolutely must not appear at the gathering point on the ancient road of the Immortal Realm at this time." Senior Sister Piaoxue prayed silently, her brows furrowed and her expression worried.

"Hahaha—" Just as Senior Sister Piaoxue was filled with worry, on the deck of the warship behind, a handsome and enchanting young man dressed in blue stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the disheveled Piaoxue in front of him with a smug expression. His voice, as loud as a bell, came from afar, "Fairy Piaoxue, my patience is limited. If you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"This woman is truly ungrateful, daring to refuse the young master's favor. I'd rather shoot her dead with an arrow!" Beside the eerie blue-robed youth were two alluring and captivating women, each with the appearance of a femme fatale. The short-haired woman gently stroked the youth's cheek with her slender hand while glancing contemptuously at Piaoxue, saying in a coquettish voice, "Dual cultivation is supposed to be the most wonderful thing in the world, yet she resists so much. She deserves to die."

“Young master, the God-Slaying Guard branch of the Azure Dragon Mountain Range is 30,000 li ahead. If we don’t act quickly, it will be troublesome once she enters the God-Slaying Guard’s territory.” Another long-haired woman, dressed in a gossamer-thin gauze dress, chimed in from the side.

"Azure Dragon Mountains... It seems she's also a member of the God-Slaying Guard. She's trying to hide there for protection." The Carefree Young Master frowned slightly after being reminded by his subordinate. The God-Slaying Guard was established by the Xuanxiao Royal Family, and its authority was inviolable; no one dared to act recklessly on its territory.

"Piaoxue, if you don't stop and submit obediently, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Young Master Xiaoyao shouted again, but Senior Sister Piaoxue ignored him and instead used all her strength to speed up her escape towards the Azure Dragon Mountain Range.

"Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" The carefree young master snorted coldly, turned his head and nodded to the alluring woman beside him, "Just leave her alive, I can kill her after I take her virginity."

Upon receiving the order, the short-haired, alluring woman licked her rosy lips, a cruel smile appearing on her face. With a gentle wave of her hand, a divine bow radiating the aura of a celestial-grade magic weapon appeared in her grasp.

"You lowly servant, it's an honor for you to die under the Heaven-Shaking Bow," the short-haired woman said sinisterly.

As she finished speaking, she extended her slender, jade-like fingers and slowly pulled the bowstring. As the bowstring was drawn into a full moon shape, a dazzling light gathered on the bow, eventually condensing into an arrow exuding a terrifying aura.

With a "whoosh," the arrow pierced the void, carrying a sharp whistling sound, like a black lightning bolt, heading straight for Piaoxue.

"Not good!" Senior Sister Piaoxue was startled. She was confident she could shake off her pursuers, but to give the other disciples more time to catch their breath, she deliberately slowed down to stall the enemy. She never expected that these two seemingly frail women were actually late-stage Nascent Soul experts, their strength terrifying.

The arrow came with great force and speed, arriving behind them in the blink of an eye. Senior Sister Piaoxue gritted her teeth and crushed a talisman without hesitation.

The moment the talisman shattered, the incredibly powerful arrow pierced through her shoulder. Almost simultaneously, Senior Sister Piaoxue's figure began to blur and then vanished like smoke.