"Do you think I can't see your little tricks? You seem so guilty; could it be that this zombie demon was raised by you?"
"The zombie demon wasn't raised by , but I won't allow you to harm her, not even a hair on her head. Moreover…" I hooked the corner of my lip, deliberately stopping in mid-sentence and forcefully setting the pace.
During this exchange, I had swiftly moved to stand firmly in front of Bai Yinman and her daughter, unwavering and immovable.
The old man with white hair smiled with a knife hidden within, "Moreover, what?"
"Moreover, even if ten of you ca at your level, you wouldn't be a match for the zombie demon." I was also talking big like an ancient person would before a fight, putting on a brave front even when the odds of winning were slim. "My interfering is actually to save you!"
It appeared my courage had truly grown.
The man in front of
was of Grandmaster Level, and in his presence, I was less than a shrimp.
The fiercest words were spoken, yet my heart was timid.
I may not be any good at fighting, but I had learned to talk tough~
The young man and woman behind the old man imdiately felt offended and took an angry step forward, cursing, "How impudent! You inexperienced young woman, how dare you disrespect our elder ancestor."
"Who do you think you are, spouting such madness? Our ancestor could crush you with a re finger."
"Hey, why waste words with her? Stand back," the old man said, raising his hand to stop them and then sneering coldly at , "If you can fight, then don't talk nonsense!"
"Yes, Ancestor." The two of them were energized, both very excited.
The elderly man looked at
with a smile that sent chills down the spine despite its ambiguity, "Girl, you are still too young. This zombie demon has just taken shape; using ninety percent of my power, I could crush her to crumbs with plenty to spare. Killing you and the demon in your belly would be like taking candy from a baby."
"Elder, this zombie demon still has a conscience. I implore you not to harm her," I said as I bent down, clasping my fists in a formal bow, adopting a policy of courtesy before force.
After all, my combat power is so weak it's negligible. If we really started fighting, I'd likely only get pulverized to dust!
"Hahaha, girl, you're too funny. What zombie demon has ever had a conscience? Do you think I've gone senile in my old age?" he comnted while his Tiangang Qi beca more fierce, sweeping through the room like a bulldozer.
All the fragile items, the TV screen, the water glasses, the windows, all shattered...
Parts of little zombie demon's skin, not fully protected by Bai Yinman, suffered several cuts, causing her to tremble slightly in her mother's embrace, though she obediently didn't make a sound.
That damn old man, completely stubborn and unyielding!
This is just too much...
I have no choice but to fight!
I couldn't just stand by and do nothing. I kicked open the nearby suitcase. As the lid of the suitcase sprang open, I quickly pulled out a piece of pure white Mysterious Silk Fabric and threw it to Bai Yinman, "Cover Congcong with this."
"Thank you, Miss Wan." Bai Yinman's hands were full of the dark blood from the little zombie demon's wounds, and she was on the verge of collapsing.
After receiving my fabric and covering the little zombie demon completely, Bai Yinman felt her soul returning and managed to regain so composure.
Her eyes, filled with despair, glared at the three intruders who had burst in suddenly.
"Elder, I've taken charge of this zombie demon's case, and I assure you I can handle the aftermath properly. It's pointless for you to intervene any further," I said, half-squinting my eyes as I removed the flower hairpin I had brought from the Lin Family and faced off against the Bronze Sword,
"According to the rules of the Geomancy Realm, one Mystic Master cannot ddle in a matter already undertaken by another."
After all, without rules, there's no square or circle, and colleagues are prone to squabbling over credit. These rules are essentially a form of a non-compete agreent.
"Sorry, young lady, but the very rules you speak of were set by , and if I wish to break them, I will," he said.
The old man was ostentatiously arrogant, using his Qi Force to thrust the Bronze Sword forward, against the plain and elegant flower hairpin in my hand.
He was pushing
to a dead end!!
No matter what, I had to go all in!!
But the flower hairpin stood its ground without flinching and showed incredible toughness.
I felt a surge of warmth coursing through my ridians for the first ti as I inadvertently murmured,
"By the law of yin and yang, with the sun's rise in the east, I inscribe this talisman, sweeping away all that is inauspicious. I breathe out Samadhi True Fire, and don the armor of light..."
The Begonia flowers, originally like buds on the hairpin, now blossod one by one, reaching full bloom.
What was more stunning was that those fiery deep red Begonias seed to co to life, swaying and growing bigger!
It no longer appeared minuscule, the size now overwhelmingly oppressive against the seemingly invincible Sharp tal magic treasure—
the Ancient Bronze Sword.
I bellowed, "Break!"
A chi rang out! A piercing sound!
The Copper Coin Sword, thought to be indestructible, was vibrated with a dull clanging under the Demon-Breaking Power of the flower hairpin.
"Damn, I'm screwed."
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