The Little Fairy of Glazed Glass

With Xianyu Liuli and Xianyu Lunhui joining forces, they withstood the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Xianyu Liuli's unstoppable sword energy and Xianyu Lunhui's unpredictable black and white spiritual power worked together seamlessly, and neither of them could be underestimated. After several rounds, Xianyu Lunhui gritted his teeth and withstood an attack, letting the black light graz the cultivator's palm. Even though it was just a narrow escape, it sealed the cultivator's fate!

When the battle ended, the cultivator had become a pile of black flesh and blood. Xianyu Liuli was also shocked when she saw this scene. The spiritual power in Samsara's body was so strange that she couldn't even describe it.

"Master, here you go." Just as Xianyu Liuli was surprised, Xianyu Lunhui had already taken off the storage ring from the cultivator's hand and respectfully and obsequiously presented it to her.

Xianyu Liuli was not surprised. She accepted the ring and nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing this, several people around quietly retreated. Two Nascent Soul stage cultivators had been killed by this master and servant duo. It was better for them, these small fry, not to go forward and risk their lives.

"Sister Liuli, come quickly and help! Someone is trying to steal my treasure!" Just then, Jingyue's voice came, followed by a white figure. Jingyue was carrying a wooden box and flew towards them.

Seeing Jingyue's somewhat disheveled appearance, Xianyu Liuli found it amusing. She brandished her sword and immediately went to help. She quickly dealt with the treasure hunters on Jingyue's side, and then she and Jingyue went to help Beiyu Jingyao and the others. As a result, each of the five of them got one of the five boxes. Not only that, but they also left behind a pile of corpses and seized dozens of storage magic items, making it a very fruitful battle.

At this moment, apart from Xianyu Liuli and Jingyue, there were only six people standing in the hall: the dual cultivation couple from the Nine Profound Sect, two people from the Demon Calamity Sect, one person from the Evil Man's Palace, and one person from the Heavenly Mystery Valley.

Xianyu Liuli coldly glanced at the remaining six people. All of them who were seen by her tensed up, and a chill began to emanate from their bodies. This little girl had killed dozens of people in one go. If you counted from the outside, she was actually the one who had killed the most people among them. Her ruthlessness and cold indifference in killing were truly frightening.

"Well, we'll be leaving now. Thank you for your help, little fairy. Farewell!" The man from the dual cultivation couple of the Nine Profound Sect immediately said goodbye upon seeing this scene, fearing that if he was too late, he would also be killed as a target for treasure hunting.

"No need to see me out!" Xianyu Liuli cupped her hands in greeting, dismissing the couple with a simple "No need to see me out."

The couple exchanged a wry smile but said nothing more. They turned and left the hall. Although they hadn't found any treasures on this treasure hunt, they had at least avenged their loved ones, so it wasn't a wasted trip.

Two left, leaving four. Xianyu Liuli then turned her gaze to the four people, making them all feel uneasy. In the end, the demonic beast white tiger stepped forward first and asked, "What kind of demonic beast are you? Why have I never seen such strange demonic power as yours before?"

The White Tiger demon beast's question was naturally directed at Xianyu Reincarnation. Although Xianyu Liuli stood aside, she didn't offer an answer, because she knew that as Reincarnation grew, there would be many more such questions. Demon beasts, or rather, the demon race, valued both strength and bloodline. Xianyu Reincarnation, the first ancient ferocious beast, possessed the most supreme bloodline inheritance. If it could grow up, it would be the undisputed king of the demon race, and this mere White Tiger before it was an existence that had to submit!

However, Xianyu Lunhui's current cultivation level is still too low. The inheritance in his bloodline can only become his talent for cultivation, but it cannot become a real pressure. Otherwise, the white tiger would not have needed to ask, but would have directly knelt down and worshipped.

However, even without the direct pressure of a higher level, there was still a slight feeling of unease. It was the most sensitive intuition of the demon race. Just like now, the white tiger always felt that the demon beast in front of him was putting great pressure on him, making him dare not be presumptuous.

"Ignorant and ill-informed." Xianyu Liuli glanced at Baihu and gave him a four-word evaluation, but she did not intend to answer his question.

Immortal Reincarnation can be considered the king of the demon race, but the problem is that not all demons, and even some humans, want to see him grow up, because his growth is a threat to many demons or humans. Therefore, his identity must be kept secret until he truly grows up.

Baihu's face flushed red from the jerk. This was the first time someone had ever called him ignorant, and in such a dismissive way!

You must know that this White Tiger is no ordinary person. His name is Bai Xiaofeng, the grandson of an elder of the Demon Calamity Sect. He has been extremely pampered since childhood, and with his extraordinary talent, he can be described as a prodigy. He is on the same level as the deceased Mo Lancang, and he has never suffered such humiliation.

Bai Xiaofeng wanted to lash out, but looking at Xianyu Lunhui's face, he suddenly wilted, his face turning red with suppressed anger. He couldn't really lash out, so he could only say resentfully, "Hmph, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why provoke people? The demon race doesn't have a brother like you, so roundabout and hypocritical!"

"Hehe, Bai Xiaofeng, are you trying to claim kinship? Reincarnation doesn't know you, let alone brothers? Don't try to climb the social ladder." Xuan Yuanmeng couldn't help but laugh at this moment, teasing Bai Xiaofeng, seemingly indicating that they knew each other.

"Xuanyuan Meng! I helped you when you were snatching the box. How can you take the side of others now? You're ungrateful!" Bai Xiaofeng was already aggrieved, and now that Xuanyuan Meng was mocking him, he felt even more aggrieved.

"Haha, these are no strangers. Alright, stop fooling around. Let me introduce you. This is Xianyu Liuli and Xianyu Lunhui, disciples of the Tianyi Sect." Xuan Yuanmeng laughed heartily, but then changed the subject and became the introducer, "This is Bai Xiaofeng, the grandson of Elder Bai Tianen of the Demon Calamity Sect. He's a rough guy, a bit slow, but he's a friend, so please don't be too disgusted with him."

As Xuan Yuanmeng said, although they were not from the same sect, and even belonged to different factions of good and evil, and were of different paths as humans and demons, she and Bai Xiaofeng were indeed friends. They were of similar status, had similar cultivation levels, and similar temperaments and personalities. They had met many times in similar training realms, and could be said to be quite destined to meet. At first, she helped him heal his injuries, and later he helped her. Over time, they became friends. Although they did not say it outright, they still had this tacit understanding.