I seek death to dominate the world of immortality

Only then did Su Cheng realize that he was not alone.

He is really used to being alone and has no sense of teamwork at all.

How could she forget that Sun Dongyang and Gu Sheng were by her side?

If she really acted according to her own will, she would commit suicide as recklessly as she had at any time before.

Sun Dongyang and Gu Sheng will be in trouble because of her.

Su Cheng slapped herself in her heart. She really deserved to die. How could she even betray her child?

When Xiaozao's second whip was about to fall, Su Cheng rushed forward and caught Xiaozao's whip with his bare hands.

There was a deep blood mark on her palm as if it was cut by a knife, but she didn't notice it at all.

He said angrily, "You are really taking advantage of me, aren't you?"

Xiao Zao pulled hard, and Su Cheng was thrown out and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Sun Dongyang exclaimed: "Master Xiaocheng! Are you okay?"

Xiao Zao sneered: "You are a piece of trash who has no cultivation at all, and you have the nerve to come out and help others."

As she spoke, she raised her seaweed whip high up and whipped it towards Sun Dongyang.

Su Cheng had no time to stop him, so he had to rush over to block Sun Dongyang.

The whip fell hard on Su Cheng's back.

The fabric on the back was instantly torn open into a long slit, revealing the skin and flesh on the fair back.

Xiao Zao smiled and said, "You finally look like a senior master."

"But you really deserve this beating."

Another fierce whip fell, leaving a big blood-red cross on Su Cheng's back.

Xiaozao looked at his masterpiece and was very satisfied.

The slaves watching all gasped, as many of them had tasted Xiaozao's whip for some reason.

They naturally knew how painful Xiaozao's whip was.

Sun Dongyang's eyes widened, "Master Xiao Cheng! Are you okay?"

Su Cheng shook his head, "It's okay."

Sun Dongyang's eyes were red, "How can such a deep wound be okay?"

Su Cheng helped him up and said, "Don't worry about me. Take care of your own injuries."

As she said this, she turned around and went to settle the score with Xiaozao.

Sun Dongyang hurriedly held her back, "Master Xiao Cheng! Don't be impulsive! You are no match for her."

Soon he felt that persuasion was useless. When had Master Xiao Cheng ever been a person who listened to advice?

So he said, "Never mind, I'll help you."

Su Cheng held his hand, preventing him from summoning his sword.

"Don't move. If the sky collapses, our master will hold it up in front of us. Just protect yourself."

Xiao Zao laughed out loud after hearing this, "Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!! This is so funny!"

"Stinky fox, you are just a waste, why are you pretending?"

Sun Dongyang said angrily: "Shut up! My uncle Xiao Cheng is not a waste!"

Su Cheng sneered and turned around, looking at Xiao Zao as if he was staring at prey.

Xiao Zao felt inexplicably nervous when he saw this look.

Su Cheng sighed: "No more nonsense."

Xiao Zao was puzzled and asked, "What?"

Under Xiao Zao's puzzled gaze, Su Cheng put his feet together, raised his right hand, and shouted, "Chi Min!"

In the blink of an eye, the Chi Min Sword appeared in her hand.

She gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands and thrust the Chi Min sword into the ground fiercely. The entire Wuji Palace began to shake.

Xiao Zao and the servants swayed from side to side for a long time before they could stand firm.

Sun Dongyang grabbed Su Cheng's sleeve tightly, so he was not knocked down.

The tall sword spirit suddenly rushed out, appearing in front of Xiao Zao like a ghost. It roared like a beast and growled angrily at her.

Xiaozao's face turned pale with fright.

The servants who came out to watch the fun also showed expressions of fear.

They had never seen any sword that could shake the entire Wuji Palace.

This situation had happened a month ago, but the shock was much stronger that time, and the entire East China Sea was shaken.

The vibration this time was not as strong, but it was still quite unsettling.

After a while, Su Cheng pulled the Chi Min Sword out of the sand, and the vibration ended.

The Chi Min Sword trembled wildly in Su Cheng's hand, and the sword spirit roared angrily, looking very excited.

In fact, it had thought of this idea as early as when Hai Jun was making things difficult for Su Cheng.

He just strictly followed the orders that Nihuang had given him and would never act rashly without being summoned.

As a qualified war god swordsman, he knows how to obey orders.

Under Nihuang's guidance, he was able to control the bloodthirstiness and madness that were engraved in his bones and blood by the God Ancestor Ashura.

He looked at Su Cheng with a distressed look in his eyes and complained loudly: "Master! Why did you summon Chi Min now!"

Su Cheng raised his chin, pretending to be dead, and said in a frivolous way: "Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?"

"I didn't want to bother with this little demon, but she insisted on seeking death."

"I have no choice but to show her my strength."

Sun Dongyang looked at Su Cheng holding the Chi Min with admiration, "Master Xiao Cheng..."

Su Cheng raised his greasy eyebrows at him, and the kid fell for it and thought Su Cheng was extremely handsome.

Xiao Zao looked at Chi Min in Su Cheng's hand with a wary look.

She had never seen such a powerful sword spirit.

Such a powerful sword spirit calls a fox with no cultivation as its master.

She felt jealous again. How could this stinky fox deserve such a great sword to recognize her as its master?
Su Cheng lifted Chi Min up with all his strength and threw him over his shoulder.

Carrying the sword, he walked towards Xiaozao together with the sword spirit. The man and the soul were both very imposing.

Xiao Zao was a little nervous and took a step back: "You, what do you want to do?"

Su Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at the seaweed whip that she unconsciously clenched in her hand.

He chuckled and raised Chi Min without saying a word.

Xiaozao immediately swung his whip to defend himself.

In the blink of an eye, the hand rose up and the sword fell down, and the seaweed whip broke into several pieces.

Xiao Zao seemed to be unaware of what had happened, as only the handle of the whip was left in his hand.

The slaves watching also widened their eyes.

"Oh my god, what happened?"

"How come Sister Xiaozao's whip broke? And it broke into so many pieces?"

"Sister Xiaozao's whip is made of thousand-year-old algae silk and forged by hammering black ice 30,000 times. How could it break?"

"That sword is so powerful that it can actually cut off Sister Xiaozao's whip."

Xiaozao picked up the broken whip on the ground with an expression of disbelief, looking like she was about to cry.

"How could...how could it be?"

Su Cheng sneered: "It's just a broken whip, how can I not know it?"

Xiao Zao's eyes turned red and he yelled, "You actually destroyed the whip that Hai Jun gave me! You deserve to die!"

Su Cheng raised his hand: "Wait, don't cry yet, there is something I need you to do."

Xiao Zao had tears in her eyes and asked blankly, "What?"

Su Cheng: "You accepted my nephew's kneeling greeting for no reason, shouldn't you return it?"

Xiao Zao was shocked: "What did you say?"

Su Cheng: "It is impolite not to reciprocate. If he kneels to you, you should kneel back." (End of this chapter)