All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

At this moment, Su Bei stood in the heavens, while the tiger demon stood on the earth.

A sword descended from the sky!

It seemed plain and straightforward, unremarkable at first, yet it suddenly burst forth with force, generating endless Qingping Sword Qi.

The sword delivered was balanced and harmonious; the cold wind brushed all around, and the trees swayed backward in unison, layer upon layer, creating a spectacular sight!

Under the moonlit night, a blooming glorious Qing lotus!

The tiger demon's eyes watched Su Bei's sword with grave focus, as its surging Demonic Qi quickly enveloped its massive claw.

This was a contest of strength. In the end, even with Su Bei's Sword One magnified a hundredfold, it was still too weak compared to the tiger demon, whose constitution and cultivation level far exceeded his own by more than one level!

Su Bei suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed out from within.

The terrifying recoil instantly sent him flying backward, crashing heavily against the hard rock and stirring up endless rolling dust.

There was a burning sensation in his chest.

Was it because of extreme concentration, due to being overly tense? There wasn't the unbearable agony in my body that I had expected.

Su Bei clutched at his chest, staring at the gaping maw, and muttered to himself, "So it turns out getting hurt doesn't hurt that much... 'Smoke without injury' is indeed true."

This move, his Sword One magnified a hundredfold, once again depleted all the Spiritual Energy he could muster.

His black hair fluttered in the wind.

The tiger demon's claw seemed to have been pierced by that sharp sword, and the scent of scarlet blood filled the air between heaven and earth.

A pair of crimson eyes stared fixedly at Su Bei; the beast was unable to believe that this seemingly fragile human could actually harm it!

Gasping for air, Su Bei struggled to stand up, trying to appear as unconcerned as possible.

Although I could already feel as though my internal organs had shifted from the terrifying impact.

He lightly performed a sword flourish.

The piercingly cold Qingping Sword reflected Su Bei's profound eyes, calm as a placid lake.

Twice now, I can only leave it to fate, waiting for destiny's favor.

The desire to grow stronger fills my mind once again—if I truly escape this trap... I will definitely cultivate diligently!!

Not like those who, after watching, pull up their pants in disgust and delete everything from their memory.

Nor like those who, after a meal of barbecue, scornfully look at the greasy table and silently swear this was their last meal.

Or like those who, after coming last in an exam, angrily buy ten practice books, only to briefly work through one page and then sell it to the paper recycling man...

I truly wish to wield the Qingping Sword in my hand, not taking shelter under anyone else's wing, not pretending to be diligent, but to effortlessly confront this Great Demon with a single stroke.

Unbeknownst to him, Su Bei's mindset seemed to have subtly changed.

Above, in a place Su Bei couldn't see, the title 'Child of Destiny' flickered slightly.

The tiger demon's eyes widened, seeing the man also staring at it straight on.

The next instant, it moved its terrifying body forward once again, pressing towards Su Bei like a small mountain.

"Foul beast!"

Suddenly, a distant Spiritual Energy floated leisurely from the horizon.

The clouds were misty, and a cold wind blew, whitening the ground with frost and swirling up a sky full of snow.

The next moment, with Su Bei at the center, within a radius of one zhang, a whirlwind of cold wind roared, creating a snow tornado that shielded Su Bei.

Within ten zhang, snow fell quietly amidst the faint clouds.

Beyond ten zhang, the snowy wind was bleak, and frost was chilling.

Between this inside and outside, Su Bei was isolated from the Great Demon. On the snowy wind stood a person, their hair blown by the wind, their face indistinct, and the snow blanketing the ground like white silk.

As the wind ceased and the snow stopped, all things seemed to freeze at this moment, and then a clear, cold voice echoed under Unrepentant Cliff, "Killing without reason! Die!"

The tiger demon instantly seemed to encounter something most terrifying and fled into the distance in a frenzy.

Su Bei's eyes stared blankly at the scene before him.

Clad in splendid white, floating ethereally like an Immortal, with unrestrained jet-black hair cascading down like a waterfall to her waist, she stood splendidly alone, not like mortal beings, more like a Banished Immortal who had fallen to the mundane world from the heavens.

Or rather, she was an Immortal!

If there were truly breathtaking beauties, they would be no match for her.

The bright moon in the sky, and her—she seemed to merge into the tranquil colors of the night, as if a vivid stroke was added to a monochromatic ink painting.

In all this time since traversing to this world, Su Bei had never seen someone so unattainable, exuding such supreme dignity as if perched at the edge of the sky. Even if it was just a moment, that person's image was deeply etched into his heart.

The entire world belongs to this one person alone!

—This must be the chance encounter meant for my prodigal disciple, right?

Falling off a cliff, encountering danger, and then meeting an exceptional figure who offers to take one as a disciple and pass down teachings?

If it weren't for me, would my prodigal disciple have caught the eye of this person, who would've said, 'I see you have extraordinary potential; take this Cultivation Technique and make it flourish beyond Unrepentant Cliff?'

And why did she appear at such an opportune time? Did she deliberately time her entrance?

In this place where no human presence could be seen, suddenly a peerless Immortal emerges, who can resist a Great Demon with a mere gesture?

Then, Su Bei witnessed an astonishing scene.

The ethereal figure raised her bare hand gently towards the fleeing tiger demon and with a voice full of supreme dignity, she spoke, "A phoenix arrives!"

A stream of icy light rose from the palm of her hand. CLANG! A large bird with nine phoenix feathers cried out, overlooking the earth.

Then, in an instant, it charged towards the tiger demon.

BOOM! The terrifying explosion was mixed with the tiger demon's panicked roar.

Everything returned to tranquility once again.

「Meanwhile, not far from Unrepentant Cliff...」

Shangguan Wendao quietly watched everything unfold. He saw that the woman eventually made her move and slowly reinserted a sword back into the Sword Scabbard, saying leisurely, "Indeed, I, an old man, didn't expect that the Emperor of Dongfeng would be a woman. With her here, I, the old man, am quite at ease!"

Having said that, he produced a chicken leg from somewhere, took a big bite, and muttered, "It's really not chewy, can't compare to the plumpness of a chicken's backside.

..."

While speaking, his gaze fell upon a roe deer watching him curiously as he ate the chicken leg.

Licking his lips, he chuckled and then pounced towards it.

「By the corpse of the dead tiger demon, a fire was lit.」

The flames crackled and popped.

Supporting the unconscious Xiao Ruoching and Dan Wulan, Su Bei held the Huge Demon Pill that shimmered with light in his hand. He suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at this mysterious woman who had suddenly appeared, asking with some confusion, "...This is a Dao Integration Great Demon's Demon Core. You... don't want it? You're giving it to me?"

Su Bei watched as the woman carefully placed the blooming petal of the Immortal Fate Grass into a storage ring.

It seems this woman is one of the rare Tribulation-Crossing Cultivators in the world, coming here specifically for the petal of the Immortal Fate Grass, possibly to prepare for her Tribulation-Crossing Stage? After all, only someone of such a realm could defeat a Dao Integration Great Demon with a single palm strike. Who would have thought I'd run into such a formidable figure by chance?

The woman's eyes examined Su Bei. Gazing thoughtfully at the Qingping Sword hanging at Su Bei's waist, she seemed to recall something. Her eyebrows gave a light raise, and she spoke indifferently, "Keep it. I, the esteemed one, owe your Sword Sect a favor from the past."

This is the first time I've had such a close look at her features. It's a face of absolute beauty, so androgynously perfect that I initially couldn't tell if she was male or female. But I've seen many beautiful women, and my surroundings have never lacked for them; what stands out most about this woman is her temperament! Every move she makes carries a nobility, and there's an awe-inspiring majesty between her eyebrows. All of this is enough to overshadow her gorgeous features. Her pride is restrained yet not overt, slightly aloof but not cold, giving her an air of solitude without losing dignity. If she purses her lips, she must have a commanding presence unique to a woman.

Seeing Su Bei staring directly at her, the woman frowned slightly and spoke, "What is it?"

Su Bei hesitated for a moment, about to say something when suddenly he saw the woman leaning in towards him.

He could smell a pleasant fragrance of ambergris coming from her. Following that, the woman spoke in an unquestionable tone, lightly saying, "Extend your hand."

Su Bei was taken aback; this phrase, paired with her serious expression, reminded him quite a bit of his school head teacher from back in the days...

Subconsciously, he extended his hand, as if bracing for a ruler to the palm.

Then he felt a cold sensation at his wrist. The woman's delicate, jade-like hands seemed to bear faint traces of ink.

Is she checking my condition?

It seemed that after the tense moment passed, a throbbing pain began to emanate from within Su Bei's body.

In just a few breaths, the woman appeared to have breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced again at Xiao Ruoching and Dan Wulan, who were still unconscious, her eyes conveying a strange depth as they looked at Su Bei. But she said nothing and went forward to examine the two women's injuries.

However, when she was beside Dan Wulan, Su Bei distinctly noticed her eyebrows furrow slightly.

The woman sat back down and casually took out a few medicinal pills from her storage ring, tossing them to Su Bei. She said indifferently, "None of the injuries are serious. These pills will heal them.

..."

After speaking, she examined Su Bei with a scrutinizing gaze, pursed her lips lightly, and finally spoke with a hint of puzzlement, "I see your realm is only at the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation. How did you injure that tiger demon?"

Su Bei pondered a moment, unsure of how to answer this question.

One hundred times the power of the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation, combined with the perfect mastery of Sword One, and using the Qingping Sword?

Lifting his gaze, by the fire pit, the eyes of the intrigued woman met Su Bei's. The passing wind under the moonlight adorned her, like a beauty in a painting.

For some reason, Su Bei felt a complex surge of emotions, and he said spontaneously, "May I know the name of this Immortal..."

Thinking it over, he felt asking such a question abruptly was somewhat inappropriate, and added, "I am the Fifth Elder of the Sword Sect, Su Bei. Thank you, Immortal, for your life-saving grace!"

The woman, sensing Su Bei's gaze, showed a fleeting surprise on her face. She hesitated for a moment, and then spoke, "Loose Cultivator, Nan Ji."