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Seeing Zhunti's pathetic state as he scrambled into the spatial rift in a panic, Lin Xuan curled his lip in disdain.

"Tch, they say the same line every time, it's so unoriginal."

He casually brushed off non-existent dust from his hands, as if he had merely chased away a noisy fly rather than a supreme sage.

After doing all this, he slowly turned around and looked at the white-haired goddess who was still slumped on the ground with a blank expression.

At this moment, the White Tiger Goddess's silver eyes no longer held the murderous intent and violence she had shown before; only shock and bewilderment remained.

She has lived through countless eons, from the initial calamity of the Dragon and Han dynasties to the great calamity of the Lich Kings, she has seen all kinds of storms.

But she had never heard of or seen anything as outrageous as what happened today.

How could a quasi-saint withstand the full force of a saint's ultimate treasure and remain unharmed?

In the end, it even scared the sage so much that he crushed the life-saving talisman and ran away?

Who would believe that if I told them?!

Just how powerful is this man? He's at a monster level.

Just as her mind was in a state of confusion, Lin Xuan had already walked up to her and looked down at her.

"How about it? Little tigress, have you had enough of the show?" Lin Xuan grinned and teased.

The White Tiger Goddess was jolted by his flippant address and instantly came to her senses.

Her inherent pride, that of a ruler of slaughter, instinctively made her wary.

Although this man saved her, who knows if he is another Zhunti who wants to enslave her?

"Who are you? Why did you save me?"

She gripped the twin blades tightly, struggled to her feet, stared sharply at Lin Xuan, and questioned him in a cold voice.

"Save you?" Lin Xuan chuckled. "I was just passing by, and I didn't like that old bald monk, so I casually slapped him. As for you..."

Lin Xuan's aggressively bright black eyes roamed unabashedly over her stunningly voluptuous figure, outlined by her armor.

"...You're quite good-looking. I happen to need someone to guard the house, and I think you'd be perfect for the job."

"You! How dare you!"

The White Tiger Goddess trembled with rage at Lin Xuan's undisguised lewd gaze and insulting words.

Who is she?

She is one of the four ancient sacred beasts, the Supervisor of War God who is in charge of the killing and destruction of the Western Geng Metal!

This madman who appeared out of nowhere dared to make her guard the door?!

"court death!"

The White Tiger Goddess roared, disregarding her own serious injuries, and forcibly activated the remaining Geng Metal essence within her body. The twin blades in her hands transformed into two deadly white lights, crossing and slashing towards Lin Xuan's neck.

Lin Xuan didn't tolerate her bad temper at all.

He didn't even bother to dodge; he simply took a step forward with extreme domineering force.

The two blades of light, powerful enough to instantly kill a Great Luo Golden Immortal, were shattered by the terrifying Pangu blood energy emanating from his body the instant they were about to touch his neck.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xuan stretched out his large hand, which was harder than divine iron, and with incredible speed and precision, grabbed the White Tiger Goddess's slender, snow-white wrist.

"hiss--!"

The White Tiger Goddess felt a surge of scalding, domineering pure yang energy flow forcefully into her meridians through Lin Xuan's palm.

The Geng metal primordial power that she was so proud of was like a mouse seeing a cat in front of this pure Yang true energy. It was instantly shattered and could not even muster the slightest strength to resist.

The double blades in her hands fell limply to the ground with a clang.

"Don't pretend to be fierce in front of me, it's not cute at all." Lin Xuan leaned close to her ear, his hot breath hitting her sensitive earlobe. "Be a good girl and come home with me, there'll be meat for you."

Having said that, he didn't give the White Tiger Goddess any chance to react.

Lin Xuan swept her up in the waist and hoisted her onto his broad, sturdy shoulders in an extremely rough manner, like carrying a sack of potatoes.

"Ah! You bastard! Let me go! Put me down right now!"

The White Tiger Goddess was stunned for a moment, and after she came to her senses, she was filled with overwhelming shame and indignation.

She had never been treated so rudely by a man in all her life!

She struggled desperately on Lin Xuan's shoulder, waving her small fists and pounding his back with all her might.

However, to her despair, her fist, powerful enough to shatter a mountain, landed on the man's back but couldn't even make him sway, only producing a series of muffled "thumps".

Her proud Geng metal power vanished without a trace the moment it touched his bronze skin, as powerless as a kitten scratching an itch.

"If you move again, believe me, I'll pull down your pants right now and spank you!"

Lin Xuan grew impatient with her twisting and turning on his shoulder, and slapped her firm, perky buttocks hard.

"Snapped!"

A clear and resonant sound echoed through the silent canyon.

The White Tiger Goddess froze completely.

An indescribable tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body from the spot where she was slapped, making her weak and unable to even struggle.

She...she was actually spanked by a man?

That cool and beautiful face instantly turned bright red, the blush spreading all the way to the base of her neck.

She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground right now!

Lin Xuan felt the delicate body on his shoulder stop struggling, hummed with satisfaction, and stomped his foot hard on the ground.

"Let's go home!"

The void tore open with a sound, and Lin Xuan, carrying the utterly bewildered and humiliated Empress, stepped into it, his figure instantly disappearing from the sky above Xiniu Hezhou.