Chapter 60 My Woman!

Just as the white-haired Elder grabbed the desperately wailing Situ Hao and prepared to turn into a streak of light to leave, a cheeky voice suddenly rang out.

"Did my Revered Master let you leave?"

The one who spoke was none other than Xiao Ming!

He stepped out and stood beside Luo Li, his gaze sweeping contemptuously over the white-haired Elder and the vengeful-looking Situ Hao, his face full of disdain.

The white-haired Elder's figure paused, and he turned his head abruptly, killing intent exploding in his eyes: "Junior! What are you? Your Revered Master hasn't even spoken to stop us, so how dare you?" Although he was wary of Luo Li, a mere brat at the Early Nascent Soul stage daring to act presumptuously before him was simply courting death!

Even the other Cultivators who hadn't left yet were stunned, looking at Xiao Ming with suspicion. Had this brat gone mad? Even with a Revered Master at the Soul Transformation Stage backing him, actively provoking a powerhouse at the Mid Spirit Severing stage was not a wise move.

Xiao Ming, however, turned a blind eye to the white-haired Elder's monstrous killing intent. He slowly raised his hand, pointing at Situ Hao, his voice containing a chilling coldness that made one's heart palpitate: "You dare to covet my Revered Master, and even dare to utter such filthy words—you deserve to die!"

His words clearly spread throughout the valley, carrying an unquestionable sense of judgment.

"Hahaha!" The white-haired Elder laughed instead of panicking. He concluded that Luo Li hadn't attacked just now because she was still wary of him, and even if she wanted to kill him, she would likely pay a significant price, so he suddenly became emboldened: "You yellow-mouthed brat, stop exaggerating! It's just a junior being ignorant and saying a few nonsense words; surely Peak Master Luo won't mind!" He spoke with certainty, while secretly suppressing Xiao Ming with the terrifying aura of a Mid Spirit Severing stage expert, wanting to teach this ignorant junior a lesson!

"Courting death!" How could Luo Li not know of his petty tricks? Her Phoenix eyes filled with malice, icy blue Devilish Qi surged into the sky, the Magical Artifact Bone Blade appeared in her hand once again, and she slashed out with it.

Seeing this powerful and heavy strike coming, the white-haired Elder dared not be careless and hurriedly channeled all his strength, condensing a protective seal to resist.

The Void Realm shook, and the entire valley trembled! The collision of the attacks from the two Soul Transformation Stage powerhouses created shockwaves that tore deep gullies into the ground. Those Golden Core Cultivators who hadn't escaped far were shaken until their blood and Qi surged, forcing them to retreat repeatedly, their eyes filled with horror.

"Luo Li! Do you really intend to fight me to the death over a mere junior?" The white-haired Elder's beard and hair stood on end, Death Qi permeating his body. A pair of black spheres entwined with countless vengeful Souls appeared in his hands, emitting a nauseating, evil aura. "I am a Guest Elder of the Loose Cultivator Alliance! If you kill me, your Heavenly Demon Sect won't have it easy either!"

"Loose Cultivator Alliance?" A cold arc curled at the corner of Luo Li's mouth, her eyes full of disdain. "A bunch of rabble, and you dare to threaten me? To touch my Disciple is to be an enemy of the entire Heavenly Demon Sect! Today, both of you will surely die!"

Before the words had even faded, Luo Li had already attacked! Her jade hands formed seals, layers of ice condensed on the Bone Blade, and an incomparably terrifying icy Saber Qi slashed toward the white-haired Elder.

Seeing the blade edge approaching, the white-haired Elder shouted sharply and slapped his palms together. The pair of unknown spheres suddenly grew larger, carrying a terrifying aura that corroded everything, and met the blade edge!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two attacks collided repeatedly, emitting deafening roars. The two instantly began to fight, Devilish Qi and Death Qi intertwined, frost and black Qi ravaged the area, and the entire valley seemed to transform into a Shura field.

After all, the white-haired Elder's cultivation was a notch higher, and his methods were seasoned and strange. That pair of black spheres was no ordinary object; it could continuously spew out filthy Death Qi, corroding Luo Li's icy Saber Qi, and even faintly showing signs of a counterattack. A trace of triumph flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Luo Li! You, a mere Early Soul Transformation Stage, want to kill me? You are too overestimating yourself! If you're sensible, retreat now, and I can let bygones be bygones!"

Luo Li's cold face remained calm, but as she brandished the Bone Blade in her hand, the icy blue blade light became increasingly fierce, and the cold air overflowed, freezing and shattering the encroaching Death Qi. She appeared to be evenly matched with the white-haired Elder, but in reality, she was observing him, looking for a flaw. Hearing the opponent become increasingly arrogant, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she hesitated no longer.

"Noisy." Luo Li snorted impatiently. Her figure suddenly drifted back several meters, she held the Bone Blade before her, and her other jade hand quickly formed seals.

As the seal changed, the temperature between heaven and earth plummeted, and even the air seemed to be freezing. The icy blue Devilish Qi around her surged wildly, pouring entirely into the Bone Blade. That originally pale bone blade now turned a deep, icy blue, emitting a terrifying coldness that made one's heart palpitate, and on the blade itself, patches of illusory ice and snow even appeared!

"Ten Thousand Li... Ice Seal!" Luo Li gave a clear shout, and with the bone blade in her hand, she slashed from afar toward Situ Hao!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a deep blue blade light, condensed to the extreme and seemingly capable of freezing space, silently cutting across the sky. Wherever the blade light passed, all things withered, and even space developed tiny black cracks! This was one of the killing moves Luo Li had comprehended; its power was astonishing, but the consumption was also immense.

The white-haired Elder's expression changed wildly; he felt a fatal threat from this blade light! He roared wildly, injecting his lifelong cultivation into the pair of black spheres in his hands. The spheres instantly expanded, transforming into two endlessly rotating Yin and Yang ghost Qi vortices, one black and one white. He pushed his palms slightly, and the two vortices met the blade light.

However, in front of that deep blue blade light, the black spheres the white-haired Elder was so proud of lasted less than a single breath!

The deep blue blade light sliced through the Yin and Yang vortices without any resistance. The blade's momentum did not diminish, and in the white-haired Elder's terrified and desperate eyes, it instantly swept across his body!

Time seemed to stand still for an instant.

The triumphant sneer on the white-haired Elder's face had not yet dissipated, but the terror in his eyes had already frozen. He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but the next moment, his body, along with his Soul, the Magical Artifact in his hands, and even the dissipating Primordial Spirit, were covered in a thick, crystal-clear layer of deep blue ice!

"Crack... Bang!"

The ice sculpture shattered, along with everything frozen inside, turning into countless fine ice crystals that fell rustlingly. A powerhouse at the Mid Spirit Severing stage had actually been utterly destroyed, body and Soul, leaving no corpse behind under this fatal strike from Luo Li!

The valley once again fell into a deathly silence. There was only the sound of everyone gasping for air.

Luo Li's complexion was slightly pale; clearly, this strike had consumed quite a bit of her energy. She put away the Bone Blade, her cold gaze sweeping across the entire scene, finally landing on Situ Hao, who had long been scared pale and was slumped on the ground.

And just at this moment, Xiao Ming moved.

He walked with a swaggering gait, step by step, slowly toward the slumped Situ Hao. The sound of his footsteps was not heavy, yet it felt as if he were stepping on the tip of everyone's heart, causing the already fearful Cultivators' hearts to tighten, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Situ Hao looked at the slowly approaching Xiao Ming, then looked at the ice crystals falling all over the sky, his eyes filled with boundless fear and collapse. His face was smeared with snot and tears, and he struggled to shrink backward, mumbling incoherently for mercy: "No... don't kill me... I was wrong... spare me... I won't dare again... please..."

Xiao Ming stopped in front of him, looking down at him from above with an indifferent gaze, as if looking at an ant.

Xiao Ming shook his head, seeming to find it a bit boring. He slowly raised his foot and stepped on Situ Hao's face, which could once have been considered upright, applying slight pressure.

"Ugh... spare my life..." Situ Hao let out a painful whimper.

Xiao Ming tilted his head slightly, looking at Luo Li, who was not far away, having just adjusted her breathing for a moment and was walking toward this side. Their eyes met, and there was a hint of inquiry in Luo Li's cold eyes, seemingly wanting to ask why this Wicked Disciple hadn't killed him yet.

Xiao Ming, however, revealed a bright, slightly wicked smile at her. Then he turned his head and looked down at Situ Hao under his feet, his voice domineering and unquestionable:

"With trash like you, do you even deserve to covet my woman?"

When the four words "my woman" were spoken from Xiao Ming's mouth, it was like a thunderclap, fiercely striking the hearts of everyone in the valley!

Even Luo Li, who had just walked over from behind, trembled, her beautiful face turning red in a "whoosh," as if dyed with the most beautiful sunset glow, turning red all the way to her crystalline earlobes and snow-white neck! She never expected that Xiao Ming would say this in public; that Rebellious Disciple was actually so domineering! An indescribable warm current mixed with intense shyness and indignation instantly surged through her whole body, making her heart beat like a drum, her mind somewhat blank.

The surrounding Cultivators' eyes widened instantly, their jaws almost dropping to the ground!

"He... what did he say? His woman?"

"Fairy Luo Li... is this brat's woman?!"

"My God! Did I hear that right? They... aren't they Revered Master and Disciple?!"

"This... this is simply shocking news! The Peak Revered Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect's Heartless Peak, actually with her own Disciple..."

Whispers rose like a tide, filled with complex emotions of shock, disbelief, envy, jealousy, and so on. Everyone was stunned, roasted inside and out by this sudden news that was enough to subvert their cognition!

Even Situ Hao, slumped on the ground, opened his eyes wide, looking at Luo Li in disbelief, then at Xiao Ming, and then at the subtle atmosphere between the two... What did he hear? That cold and aloof Demonic Path giant was now blushing, slightly lowering her head.

Although Luo Li gave Xiao Ming a somewhat shy and annoyed glare, she did not refute him, nor did she have any intention to explain! That appearance, where was the cold-as-frost demeanor from just moments ago? It was clearly that of a shy, blushing young woman!

"No... impossible... this is definitely impossible!" Situ Hao muttered to himself, his worldview seemingly collapsing at this moment. What kind of existence was Luo Li? A Demonic Path giant, a Peak Revered Master of a sect, the goddess in the hearts of so many people, yet she had long since given her heart to someone, and it was her own Disciple!

Just at the moment he lost his composure, Xiao Ming applied slight pressure with his foot.

"Crack!"

A teeth-grinding sound of bone cracking rang out.

Situ Hao's pleas for mercy ended abruptly, his head crushed like a watermelon, red and white matter splattering everywhere. His headless corpse twitched twice, then completely ceased to make a sound.

Xiao Ming, as if having done a trivial thing, casually flicked off the non-existent filth from his boots. Then, he turned to the side, and in the stunned gaze of everyone, strode toward Luo Li, who was still blushing like blood and looking somewhat at a loss.

Walking up to Luo Li, Xiao Ming, without a word, domineeringly reached out and grabbed Luo Li's slender jade hand, which was slightly cool and soft as if boneless.

Luo Li subconsciously wanted to break free, but was held tightly by him. Feeling the strength and scorching temperature from his palm, and meeting Xiao Ming's deep and gentle, yet refusing-to-be-denied gaze, Luo Li's strength to struggle vanished instantly. She struggled symbolically for a moment, then let him hold it, only lowering her head even more, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her earlobes red to the point of being almost transparent. That appearance of an iceberg melting, unable to suppress her shyness, was like a different person from the cold-as-frost demeanor when she killed the powerful enemy earlier, leaving all the onlookers present stunned.

Xiao Ming felt the soft, cool touch in his hand, his heart palpitating, but when his gaze swept over the Cultivators in the valley who had not yet recovered from their shock and were whispering, his eyes instantly returned to clarity and coldness.

He tilted his head slightly, leaning close to Luo Li's ear, which was flushed with an alluring redness from shyness, and said in a low, serious voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Revered Master, today's words, although from this Disciple's heart, were also reckless. These people present are not good people; if we let them leave, I fear they will spread rumors everywhere and damage Revered Master's reputation."

His words were calm and contained worry, looking at Luo Li affectionately.

Luo Li's originally somewhat chaotic state of mind due to shyness and annoyance was slightly startled after hearing Xiao Ming's whisper. She raised her eyes and saw the seriousness and worry in Xiao Ming's deep eyes.

In an instant, the bit of shyness and annoyance in her heart caused by his public declaration was replaced by a warm current.

The shyness in Luo Li's eyes slowly dissipated, restoring her usual coldness and decisiveness. She looked around, and although her voice was soft, it carried the cold killing intent of a Soul Transformation Cultivator: "Then kill them all!"

She had no extra words, not even breaking free from Xiao Ming's hand. She just gently raised her other empty jade hand, the Bone Blade appeared again, and she casually slashed lightly toward the Cultivators in the valley who were still in shock and fear and hadn't yet fled!

Streaks of invisible yet bone-chilling blade edges, like fine threads, slashed across the necks of the Cultivators in the valley.

Those Cultivators hadn't even understood what had happened; they only felt a sharp pain in their Divine Soul, as if they had been instantly frozen and torn apart by ten-thousand-year black ice. Before they could even let out a scream, their eyes instantly dimmed, their bodies collapsed softly to the ground, and all signs of life vanished! Their bodies and even their Souls had been completely annihilated under this understated strike from Luo Li!

The might of a Soul Transformation expert is truly terrifying!

In an instant, there was not a single living Soul left in the valley besides Xiao Ming and Luo Li. A breeze blew past, carrying a faint scent of blood, which only made the place seem even more deathly silent.

Luo Li slowly put away her weapon, as if she had just done a trivial thing. She turned her head to look at Xiao Ming and found him looking at her with burning eyes. The shyness that had just dissipated slowly surfaced in her heart again.

"Now, it is quiet." Luo Li said calmly, her tone still cold, but her heart was beating violently.

Feeling the warmth from his palm and the increasingly fiery gaze beside her, Luo Li's heart fluttered like a deer, as if she was expecting something, yet also fearing something...