Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Yun Qianxun's killing intent intensified. Instead of retreating, she charged forward again.

Xie Xiaoyi's sword momentum deepened again, and with the second strike, the sword intent surged like waves, forcing Yun Qianxun to retreat another three or four zhang.

He did not press his advantage because he felt he had let Yun Qianxun down.

But Yun Qianxun didn't care. Every time she was forced back, she would gather her strength and pounce again, her moves ruthless and relentless.

Xie Xiaoyi frowned, his sword strikes becoming increasingly fierce, the intent of the Breaking Waves Sword bursting forth layer by layer, each strike more powerful than the last.

Yun Qianxun parried each blow head-on, only to be forced back even further each time. Under the impact of the sword intent, her black armor was beginning to crumble.

Seeing her reckless behavior, Xie Xiaoyi felt a surge of bitterness in his heart and sighed inwardly—

Is this really the same Yun Qianxun who was detached from worldly affairs?

She's practically a madwoman possessed by demons.

He couldn't bear it any longer, so he sheathed his sword, composed himself, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Sister Yun, that's enough! I really don't want to hurt you!"

"But you've already ruined me..."

Yun Qianxun's eyes were bloodshot, and the armor around her body was repeatedly impacted by the Breaking Wave Sword Intent, and had long since shattered into wisps of black mist, which drifted away in the sea breeze.

But she felt no pain from the tremors in her meridians, and despite blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, she continued to rush forward like a madwoman.

With each step she took, she sank deeper into the sand. She completely disregarded Xie Xiaoyi's sword moves, and the black energy blade formed in her palm pointed directly at his heart, clearly intending to perish together with him.

Xie Xiaoyi's hand holding the Guanchaohai Sword trembled slightly. The sword's momentum was clearly growing stronger, and the intent of the Wave-Breaking Sword was becoming increasingly pure and profound.

Each strike sent Yun Qianxun flying backward, but when it came to the moment when he should have unleashed his killing blow, he couldn't help but hold back.

Just as the sword was about to pierce her throat, the image of himself, possessed by a demon, pinning her down and listening to her desperate cries flashed through his mind...

His wrist involuntarily veered a few inches, and the sword's edge grazed her shoulder, only tearing through a layer of her black clothing.

Yun Qianxun laughed cruelly, her eyes full of mockery: "What, you don't dare kill me? Or are you not satisfied with playing once and want to capture me alive for another round?"

As she spoke, she seized the moment when Xie Xiaoyi hesitated again, and suddenly closed in on him.

Ignoring whether the longsword would pierce him, he concentrated all his inner energy in his right palm and slammed it hard against the wrist holding the sword.

Xie Xiaoyi was caught off guard, and only two choices remained before him—

He could either stab her to death with a sword, or he might get hit by that palm strike.

The scene from that night flashed through his mind instantly.

Yun Qianxun pleaded with him, tears streaming down her face, "Xie Xiaoyi, I beg you, please let me go?"

Xie Xiaoyi's heart softened, and in the end, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless. He quickly twisted his wrist to retract his sword and dodge.

But it was too late.

The moment he sheathed his sword, Yun Qianxun's palm strike landed heavily on his wrist.

He felt a piercing pain in his wrist, his thumb and forefinger split open instantly, and the strength in his grip on the sword vanished abruptly.

Guan Canghai's sword flew out of his hand and plunged into the nearby beach, the blade disappearing before reaching the hilt.

Xie Xiaoyi staggered back two steps, looking at his empty hand, then at Yun Qianxun who was closing in step by step, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth—

He truly dared not, nor could he bear to.

Seeing that he had lost his sword, Yun Qianxun sneered, her killing intent intensifying. She immediately leaped forward, her palm, wrapped in thick black energy, striking Xie Xiaoyi's chest.

Xie Xiaoyi hastily swung his arm, using the "Dragon Tail Swing" technique to block the attack head-on; their palms collided with a resounding crash—

Without the support of the raging sword intent in the sea, his ninth-grade cultivation alone was simply not enough to withstand her Starry Sky Profound Realm cultivation.

He was instantly thrown backward by a tremendous force, and only managed to regain his footing after retreating more than ten steps.

Yun Qianxun let out a cold laugh, her voice chillingly sharp: "It seems that without your sword, your martial arts have deteriorated considerably. Now, you can die!"

"That's not necessarily true!"

Xie Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed, and he quickly formed a hand seal, activating the sword control technique taught by Li Qinglian. He channeled his energy into Guan Canghai on the distant beach and shouted:

"Sword—come!"

The vast ocean trembled violently, then rose from the ground and transformed into a silver rainbow that shot straight into his palm.

Yun Qianxun's eyes turned cold. How could she allow him to grip the weapon again? She immediately struck out with her palm, and the black energy crashed directly into the Guan Canghai sword.

"Give me your sword!"

With a loud "clang," a gust of wind slammed into the spine of the Guan Canghai sword, instantly knocking the silver rainbow off course.

The sword spun backward and flew out, plunging into the sea thirty feet away, splashing up a wave.

Xie Xiaoyi felt a jolt in his mind, and the energy of his sword control technique was abruptly severed, leaving him unable to draw upon even a trace of sword momentum.

Yun Qianxun slapped the longsword away and immediately lunged forward.

Xie Xiaoyi could only rely on the Divine Dragon Tail Sweep from the three forms of the Great Dragon Skill to barely entangle the opponent, but he was no match for him at all. He had no choice but to fight and retreat, leaping onto a nearby cliff.

Yun Qianxun pursued relentlessly, and the two fought from the beach to the cliff, and then back to the beach.

After several rounds of fighting, Xie Xiaoyi was forced to the seaside, with surging seawater behind him.

"Got it!"

On a sudden inspiration, he plunged into the sea, and Yun Qianxun, disregarding everything, followed suit and jumped into the water as well.

The two chased and fought from the surface of the sea all the way to the bottom.

Undersea currents surged and churned, and the muffled sound of their fists clashing against the rocks caused bubbles to burst into foam.

Xie Xiaoyi used the water flow to spin around and throw a punch, while Yun Qianxun's palm wind, carrying a burst of energy, cleaved the seawater. In an instant, the force of the energy caused the fish to scatter and the sand and gravel on the seabed to fly everywhere.

The two fought and chased each other among the coral reefs. Wherever Yun Qianxun's palm swept, the seawater exploded into several whirlpools, and the waves surged wildly. Every move was fierce and relentless.

Her face hardened, and her punches and palm strikes became increasingly vicious. Xie Xiaoyi endured several blows, his blood and qi surged, and he could only fight and swim away to escape.

The two chased and fought underwater for a long time, and Yun Qianxun secretly calculated in her heart:

"My cultivation at the Starry Sky Profound Realm far surpasses his Ninth Grade Vajra Realm, and my aura is certainly much longer."

All we have to do is wait for him to collapse and surface for air; that will be his death sentence!

......

To everyone's surprise, Xie Xiaoyi not only didn't swim to the surface, but swam deeper and deeper, heading straight for the seabed.

Yun Qianxun was somewhat surprised but continued to pursue relentlessly. However, she was shocked after a short while: "How can this person's aura be so long and sustained? It's impossible!"

Little did she know that Xie Xiaoyi had mastered the "All Streams Return to the Source" mental technique, enabling him to breathe through the pores of his body's major acupoints, without needing to surface for air at all.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Qianxun could no longer hold on and struggled to swim toward the surface of the sea, desperately seeking air.

Xie Xiaoyi had been waiting for this moment. He immediately turned around, rushed forward, and grabbed her tightly, keeping her firmly entangled in the seawater and preventing her from reaching the surface.

Yun Qianxun's internal energy was exhausted, and he felt so suffocated that his internal organs were churning. He couldn't condense a single trace of true energy with his Great Soul Searching Hand, so he couldn't use it at all.

In a moment of desperation, she formed her fingers into a claw and precisely targeted Xie Xiaoyi's acupoint under his ribs—

This acupoint belongs to the Foot Taiyin Spleen Meridian and is the major collateral of the spleen, which governs the Qi of all meridians in the body. Once it is suppressed, the limbs and arms will become sore, numb, and weak.

Xie Xiaoyi's arm went numb, and his grip loosened abruptly, forcing him to release her.