Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere? Chapter 450: 246, Primordial Spirit, ...!

Chapter 450: 246, Primordial Spirit, …!

Mist rose, and the shimring waters were as colorful as the Immortal Realm.

The Sword Qi was sharp and sparkling, causing ripples to appear on the surface.

In the clear waters of the pool, a snow-colored body created waves after waves.

The disciples lay haphazardly, dizzy and disoriented, collapsed in the Sword Pool, their eyes hazy.

A koi fish appeared from the lower reaches of the Sword Cleansing Pool, swimming upstream, its tail flipping vigorously.

It charged through the dense Sword Qi hidden in the stream, heading straight into the cluster of them.

...

“Ah? What is that?”

After inhaling fog laced with extra ingredients, the female disciple’s mind, not quite clear, shook her head.

Qing Lian was an ordinary female disciple of the Sword Sect.

With delicate features and a slender figure.

As a common female disciple of the Yin Peak of the Sword Sect, her routine was no different from that of most female disciples: cultivating, sword practice, breathing exercises, and partaking in the Sword Sect grand competition, which had nothing to do with her, ranking at the bottom of the Sword Cleansing Pool.

At this mont, like the other ordinary female disciples, she pondered why the water had grown so warm, lulling her into sleepiness, when she was jolted awake by a slippery, sticky thing.

She widened her almond eyes, trying to get a better look at the koi circling around her underwater.

She suspected she was dreaming. The water flowing down from the Sword Cleansing Pool contained the Sword Qi washed out by the Peak Master’s Sword Spirit, which was sharp and filled with killing intent.

How could any fish possibly live here?

But soon, the splashing of the fish’s tail in the pool confird that she wasn’t dreaming.

“Why is there a fish here?”

Her head felt groggy, and she couldn’t think of a reason.

But soon, she had no ti to ponder this question.

Because she found that the fish seed to really like her.

It kept swimming between her legs.

And even occasionally nudged her with its head…

“Ah, good fish, stop teasing .”

In a mont, there was a splash in the water, and Qing Lian fell seated in the pool, gasping for breath, her beautiful face flushing with peachy blushes, and her slender legs trembling slightly.

“Stop teasing ~”

The girl didn’t realize how enchanting and provocative she looked at that mont.

If it weren’t for the surrounding female disciples who were each imrsed in their own joy of catching butterflies, soone might have already been unable to resist pouncing on her.

“!”

She suddenly widened her eyes, filled with disbelief.

Why…?

“That, that’s not your nest, stop, don’t just barge in.”

She bit her neatly arranged pearly white teeth, hair wet and clinging to her ears, breath chaotic, and her legs clamped tightly, trying to block it.

But the fish didn’t listen to her at all.

To him, she wasn’t preventing him, she seed to want to smother him.

To seek a glimr of hope,

he had no choice but to do this.

…

In a hazy dream, Qing Lian suddenly felt as if there was another person on top of her.

She wasn’t particularly beautiful, yet she managed to attract all his attention.

Not only that, but on him, she could even feel sothing different from others.

If the other female disciples were water, then he was a block of ice encasing flas.

When she touched his cold body, her heart would always ignite an inexplicable fla.

In a daze, she saw a trickle of blood slowly spreading out.

…

Xu Yuan began his hunting action.

Soon, under the rampaging of the fish he had transford into, disciples like Qing Lian, ordinary mbers of the Sword Sect, were as if slain by his spear.

Blood and snow froth spread within the Sword Cleansing Pool.

After absorbing the Primordial Blood of countless female disciples, at a certain mont,

he suddenly opened his eyes.

Above the Firmant, bright silver lightning roved and surged restlessly.

“It’s not yet ti.”

Xu Yuan activated his Spiritual Power and pushed the Deceiving the Heavens to Cross the Sea charm of the Heavenly Machines Pavilion to the limit.

At the peak, Shi Ruoyu raised her head as if she sensed sothing, only to see the dissipating nacing clouds.

She frowned slightly, her expression sowhat puzzled, “Could I have been mistaken?”

Elsewhere, Si Shuang finally began to slowly wake up.

When she woke, to see her fiercely protected disciple not only hadn’t run away but instead was leaning over her, staring intently,

Si Shuang was startled, “How did we end up here? Was the Devil Head discovered?”

A hint of nervousness entered her expression.

Although she wished for him to be discovered,

she had already made a contract with him—if he was discovered by Shi Ruoyu, her own fate wouldn’t be much better.

The disciple shook her head, slightly embarrassed and taking a few steps back, “No, sorry, Elder Sword Spirit, I don’t know either, what, what purpose that senior sister had in putting us here.”

Si Shuang frowned deeply but was not surprised.

She fastened the clothes that had fallen to her elbow and asked nonchalantly as if to cover up the recent event, “What were you looking at while lying over ?”

Upon hearing this, the disciple’s expression instantly stiffened.

“Hmm? Why aren’t you speaking?”

Si Shuang’s gaze lifted just in ti to see the drawing board peeking out behind.

“…”

This ti, it was Si Shuang’s turn to stiffen.

Without a word, she used Mana to take the drawing she was trying to hide, and then,

She looked at her own depiction and her face instantly blushed to the roots of her ears.

“You, you, you!”

Si Shuang was close to fainting with rage.

She gasped a few breaths, her snow-white chest rising and falling rapidly, and expressionlessly tore it to pieces.

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