The young lady of the Extre Martial Sect, Wu Xiaoyao. On surface, she's the most treasured daughter of the sect, one who is sheltered in all sorts of ways, given the best environnt to learn all the things she needs in order to be the perfect lady and powerful cultivator, which is why she isn't allowed to leave the premise of the sect, a greenhouse flower, if one might say.
Reality, however, is often completely different than the rumors, that is certain, as even if the rumors are made so that everyone outside believe it, there are always so few people who know the truth, one among them the very lady herself, as well as her mother always worried for her whenever she trains.
'I can finally let all this repressed hatred out' the young lady thought to herself as her fist shoots towards one of the people from the Extre Martial Sect, launching them a few ters up in the air, her expression one of excitent and delight.
"Ahahaha~~~!! Big brother~~~ You see that~~??" she turned her head around and smiles jovially towards the immortal-like young man just beside her, her hand once curled into a fist now with its finger pointing towards the figure still high in the air, the joy in her voice apparent, her body shaking in excitent.
"Mhm, great job" he said while nodding, not a bit surprised as he already knew how strong his younger sister is compared to soone of the sa level as her.
[Na: Wu Xiaoyao]
[Age: 13]
[Affiliation: Extre Martial Sect]
[Cultivation: Interdiate state Pedestal Establishnt Realm]
[Qi: Heavenly Sword Qi]
[Physique: Divine Blood Berserker Body]
[Soul: Dao Child True Soul, Celestial Phoenix Endless Soul]
[Stats]
[Strength: 18,000,000]
[Agility: 18,000,000]
[Intelligence: 28,000,000]
[Stamina: 18,000,000]
[Vitality: 18,000,000]
[Aptitude: Peak Quality Divine Level]
At first, the immortal-like young man is quite surprised by the numbers displayed in her information screen, the proportion of her stats to one who reaches the limit of the sa cultivation level as her nearing five tis greater, almost catching up to the most talented person except for himself that he knew, his mother, whose strength is more than capable of suppressing anyone within the sa realm as her.
What is even more surprising though is her soul talents, the fact that she bears dual soul talent alone ans that she's truly compatible with his Soul Art, hence why he wants her to find her own path before he teaches her as he thinks that it will be too much of a waste to point an already ventured direction to her when she possesses the ability to walk an entirely different path than him in terms of usage of soul power.
"Ahahaha~~~ haha~~~ co~~~!! more~~!!! You always told I'm still weak right~~~?
Why don't you fight properly then~~??" with manic and violent smile on her beautiful face, Wu Xiaoyao truly looks like a war goddess descending the battlefield, sending each opponent she encounters away from her in a fit of rage, ignoring everyone who doesn't wear the Extre Martial Sect's uniform, solely focusing on the ones wearing the sa-colored attire as her.
'You always compare with my big brother and telling to work harder even when I'm putting everything I have, you always try to curry favor when I'm in front of all of you then spend the next mont berating the mont I turn my head away… that old man is throwing into all sorts of difficult situations and telling it's for my good, screw all that!!!' she thought to herself as she continues her rampage, freely moving across the numbers of people approaching them, the ones stronger than her being suppressed by an extrely powerful soul power before they can even try to approach her.
"You can't do that to my dear little sister, why don't you pick a fight with soone the sa realm as you all?" wondering why they can't move, the figures turn their heads towards a singular direction, a towering figure of an immortal-like young man entering their field of view, the intangible pressure coming out of him making him appear as tall as a mountain in their eyes, despair overshadowing their hearts as they continues to look at him, prompting them to try and avert their gazes but they can't, their entire bodies are now completely locked in place.
"Now, why don't we see what the Extre Martial Sect's disciples are made of" the immortal-like young man said with a friendly smile on his face, yet his current appearance is that of a demon's in the Extre Martial Sect disciples' eyes, terror apparent on their faces as they felt their limbs opening more and more, their bodies eventually ending up in a star-like shape as they floats high in the air.
They try to plead, but even their mouths are blocked with soul power, making them feel extrely helpless in this situation, the only consolation they have in this situation is the next words that they hear from Wu Xiaotian.
"I'll play with you later, I still need to watch my dear little sister's performance" he declared, making them sigh in relief as they thought that a dagger in the neck waiting for them later is so much better than a sword in their hearts right now.
"Hahaha~~~!!! Where the hell is your arrogant tone when you're all talking to back in the sect huh~~~!??
Bastards who know nothing and still decides to berate has no rights to hide now!!!" Wu Xiaoyao shouted as she finishes of the last one of the people she can handle, her fist quite bloodied after her rampage, the embers in her heart eventually getting quelled as she felt a warm hand rubbing the top of her head, another hand holding a clean handkerchief for her to use.
"Great work, my dear little sister, now go and clean yourself, you look very… unladylike right now" Wu Xiaotian said as he observes the current appearance of his younger sister, not only her fist, but also her current attire is stained by blood, her energetic and chaotic movents previously also making a ss out of her smooth vibrant hair, her current appearance still extrely attractive, yet gives of a barbaric vibe fitting for her, but not too appropriate for the current situation.
"Mhm~~~ How did I do?" she asked while wetting the clean handkerchief with water from her spatial ring, using it to clean the blood stains in her hands as she curiously looks at her older brother, waiting for his answer.
"You did extrely well, your strength is making really proud…" he said without much thoughts before he thought of sothing, giving so advice to her who currently turns as silent as rock.
"You should not limit your use of soul power to platforms and assistants for movent though, you can also try covering yourself with it to act as an armor, oh, and if you can, try to use soul power to hinder your opponent's movent as well… uh… my dear little sister?" as he continues to run his mouth on all the utilities of soul power she can try, he felt a soft, small body pouncing on him, the difference in their size making it so that the small figure's head can just barely reach his chest area, his acute senses making him feel so sort of liquid spreading across the area of his clothes.
"Why are you crying now, my dear little sister?" he asks, causing her fragile figure to stop shaking as she feels the warm hands holding her as well, a while later recovering as she looks at him again, the stains from the tears being cleaned by another cloth appearing on her older brother's hand.
"Big brother, thank you" she said to him in a tiny voice before separating from him, the fragile figure previously seemingly just an illusion as she returns to her bubbly self.
"What for?" he asked, prompting the bubbly young lady to smile as she replies.
"My dear big brother seems to be too dumb to figure it out, maybe I'll explain later" she said with a mocking smile on her face, causing Wu Xiaotian to smile wryly as he shakes his head.
"Anyways my dear big brother, what do you intend on doing with them… and them" she asked while looking at the figures floating in the air, then pointing at the other group, so people from the Extre Martial Sect still among them.
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