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“Think it over carefully. If the two of us join forces to defeat these two from the Tianyan Sect and Taique Sect, we can divide all their resources. We can also split this Yin-Yang Spirit Spring.”

Her voice was both seductive and steady, as if she were spouting some profound truth.

Lin Yitang was filled with mixed thoughts. It seemed that Zhao Qianyue wanted to win her over.

However, she was unclear about Zhao Qianyue's purpose. Perhaps she was attracted by her talent, or perhaps she simply didn't want her to help Lu Jingyun and Li Wuwang. In any case, Lin Yitang was a disciple of the Taique Sect, so she naturally sided with the Taique Sect.

Moreover, cooperating with a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core realm means that no matter what the other party promises, the decision-making power rests entirely with them. It puts you in a very passive position and carries too much risk.

Thinking of this, Lin Yitang spoke frankly to Zhao Qianyue: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Zhao. I'm afraid that after we cooperate, you will kill me to cover it up. Let's cooperate again next time if there's an opportunity."

After speaking, she took out a spirit sword from her storage bag, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Seeing that Lin Yitang was unmoved and unwilling to cooperate, Zhao Qianyue sighed softly, her tone tinged with regret: "What a pity. I was originally planning to introduce my junior sister to our Tianxuan Sect. Since you've chosen to give up, you've lost the opportunity to enter the number one sect. I hope you won't regret it."

Lin Yitang remained silent.

What a joke! She knew very little about this so-called number one sect, how could it compare to the Tai Que Sect that she had managed for so long? Besides, Ye Qiuli was her enemy in the Tai Que Sect, so she was even less likely to give up this opportunity for revenge.

Moreover, with her talent, she is a top-tier figure in the Taique Sect and receives a lot of attention. However, in a behemoth like the Tianxuan Sect, she might not receive the same treatment.

What Zhao Qianyue said was merely a means to entice ordinary cultivators, and it didn't hold much appeal for her.

At this moment, Lin Yitang was communicating with the other two via telepathy, asking them what strategies they had to defeat Zhao Qianyue.

She knew that she had no chance of winning against a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core realm alone; the three of them had to join forces to have any hope of survival.

The Taique Sect is a water-based magic cultivator, the Tianyan Sect is a pseudo-sword cultivator, and my current apparent identity is a knife cultivator.

As for Zhao Qianyue, we have almost never seen her make a move, and we know nothing about her attack methods and level. Without a doubt, she will be very difficult to deal with!

Li Wuwang transmitted his voice to Lin Yitang, his tone carrying a hint of confidence: "Junior sister, you don't need to worry. We've already discussed a plan. Although Zhao Qianyue is a Golden Core cultivator, she's currently suppressing her cultivation, and is only at the late Foundation Establishment stage. The two of us are indeed not enough, but if the three of us join forces, we might not be without a fighting chance."

Lu Jingyun quickly added, "Yes, Junior Sister. Don't be fooled by our apparent serious injuries; they're just minor. We were putting on a show for her. In reality, our combined strength is barely enough to fight her to a draw. With your strength added, our chances of winning are even greater!"

Lin Yitang nodded, unable to help but marvel at Zhao Qianyue's strength. Even with her cultivation suppressed to the late Foundation Establishment stage, she could still fight to a draw with two late Foundation Establishment disciples from the three major sects.

Such strength is truly terrifying! Is this the foundation and power of the Tianxuan Sect?

Having made up her mind, she transmitted her voice to the two of them: "Alright, since that's the case, let's join forces and catch her off guard! Senior Brother Li, you take the lead in the attack, Senior Brother Lu, you assist Senior Brother Li, and I'll find her weaknesses!"

Upon hearing this, Li Wuwang and Lu Jingyun remained silent.

They exchanged a knowing glance, then moved swiftly and vanished from their spot.

The next moment, Li Wuwang appeared behind Zhao Qianyue, a water bird in his hand, pointing directly at her back. Lu Jingyun appeared to Zhao Qianyue's left, his spirit sword brimming with dazzling spiritual energy, smashing towards her waist with earth-shattering force.

Zhao Qianyue snorted coldly, turned her body slightly, and a long whip that gleamed with a cold light appeared out of thin air in her hand.

With a flick of her wrist, her long whip danced like a serpent, deflecting both Li Wuwang's sword strike and Lu Jingyun's fist force.

The battle between the three erupted instantly, with continuous attacks and crisscrossing spiritual energy. Lu Jingyun's swordsmanship was fluid and graceful, while Li Wuwang's water-based magic was incredibly powerful, each punch carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.

However, even with such an attack, Zhao Qianyue handled the combined attack of the two with ease.

As she wielded her long whip, it created a series of piercing whistling sounds, deflecting both men's attacks one by one. Her movements were as swift as lightning, like a ghost, making her difficult to catch.

Lin Yitang watched the battle from the sidelines, occasionally intervening to block the aftershocks of Zhao Qianyue's attacks. His brows furrowed, and he was secretly alarmed.

Zhao Qianyue's methods and strength far exceeded her imagination. It was already difficult enough to even see her movements clearly, let alone find her weaknesses.

She continued to watch the battle intently, trying her best to keep up with Zhao Qianyue's pace.

At first, it was very difficult. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't see Zhao Qianyue's figure clearly. They could only see a blurry image and barely make out her form at certain moments.

Zhao Qianyue's movements were unpredictable and her moves were ever-changing. In addition, the spiritual energy around her surged and the light and shadows were intermittent, making her figure appear and disappear, making her elusive.

However, as the battle progressed, Lin Yitang gradually discovered some clues.

She noticed that when Zhao Qianyue made a move, there was a slight fluctuation in her spiritual energy. Although it was fleeting, it was enough for a cultivator like Lin Yitang to catch that slight flaw.

She was startled and began to adjust her way of perceiving spiritual energy. She abandoned visual interference and used her divine sense to feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the battlefield, carefully experiencing the flow of each stream of spiritual energy and the rise and fall of each attack.

Gradually, she found that she could perceive Zhao Qianyue's movements more clearly. Even with the naked eye, she could see Zhao Qianyue's location and movements.

It's even possible to predict her next move by observing fluctuations in spiritual energy!

Lin Yitang was overjoyed and immediately applied this discovery to actual combat.

She moved slightly, unleashing a blade of light from her spirit sword, heading straight for Zhao Qianyue's right rear. That was precisely the location she had predicted Zhao Qianyue would appear.

As expected, Zhao Qianyue suddenly appeared halfway through the slash. She seemed surprised that Lin Yitang had been able to discover her presence.

But Zhao Qianyue was a seasoned veteran, and her reaction was extremely quick. She turned around and narrowly avoided Lin Yitang's blade, while simultaneously lashing out with her long whip at Lin Yitang.

Lin Yitang was prepared. With a swift turn of her spirit blade, the blade's light changed direction, and she engaged Zhao Qianyue's long whip in combat. Using the momentum, she retreated, withdrawing from the battle and resuming her observation of the battlefield.