Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi called a pause: "Wait! One last question: how did you know I was in the East China Sea? And how did you find me?"

The Rakshasa woman sneered: "Xie Xiaoyi, do you think news in the martial arts world is dead?"

After Xie Lingyun's battle with Yue Xiaoshen, everyone knew that she had left a young man in the crowd, and that person was personally called Xie Mo by Yue Xiaoshen's daughter.

Following this lead, and considering that Xie Lingyun lives on Fuyu Mountain, finding you is only a matter of time!

"I see. Looks like I'm doomed today?"

Though he said it aloud, Xie Xiaoyi was already secretly regretting it.

If I had known things would turn out this way!

He insisted on dragging his aunt to the beach to practice swordsmanship!

With her cultivation level, dealing with these four people should be a piece of cake.

He then thought about it again,

He quickly extinguished the thought; it was fortunate he didn't come. If Xie Lingyun had been there...

Once this womanizer's identity is revealed, she'll probably put her sword to her own neck first.

But what can we do now?

or......

Are we just using their power to intimidate them?

"You probably don't know this, but Xie Lingyun, who is fourth on the Heavenly Dragon Ranking, is my master! If she were to fall from grace, none of you would survive!"

Ghost Asura sneered:

"Although Xie Lingyun is at the Moon Void Breaking Dust Realm, and her aura can cover the entire Floating Jade Mountain, we are nearly twenty or thirty miles away from here, so she can't sense it at all!"

Hey!

These guys really don't fight battles they're not sure they can win!

Xie Xiaoyi's mind raced. The only way to survive was to dive into the sea. With his ability to breathe underwater, these four were no match for him.

He stumbled and was about to rush towards the sea when a strong wind suddenly rose in front of him. Garuda King had already blocked his way and his fist, as big as a sand pot, came straight at him with the force of the Mountain-Crushing Fist!

Without thinking twice, he unleashed a sword aura from his Guanchaohai sword, the fist energy clashing with the sword aura, creating a shockwave.

Garuda King grunted and took three steps back.

Xie Xiaoyi was also shaken so badly that his blood and qi surged, and his feet plowed two deep furrows in the sand before he could finally steady himself.

At the same moment!

Ghost Asura stroked the strings of his zither and murmured, "A mournful melody, where in this world can I find a kindred spirit?"

Zheng—

A powerful melody pierced Xie Xiaoyi's back.

Xie Xiaoyi narrowly dodged to the side, his qi grazing his shoulder as it slammed into the sea, blasting a gap in a giant wave.

He dared not delay, and turned to flee towards Fuyu Mountain, but suddenly flames surged ahead.

The Fire Yaksha spewed out a burst of Netherworld Dark Flame, the flames blocking his retreat!

Before the flames had subsided, the Rakshasa woman's figure had already closed in, her Alluring Thorn flashing with cold light, aiming specifically for his eyes, each move ruthless and vicious.

"You think your lower body is strong? Then try making your eyes as strong as your...!"

Xie Xiaoyi dodged left and right, his stomach full of bitterness.

These four people work together perfectly!

Suddenly, the ideas he had for MOBA games before he time-traveled flashed through his mind.

This lineup is simply invincible!

Rakshasa is an assassin with unpredictable movements who targets vital points, while Garuda is a tank capable of close combat and shattering mountains with his fists.

Fire Yaksha is a ranged mage who can block paths with flames, while Ghost Asura is an ADC who can kill with his zither music and deal damage from a distance.

With everyone fulfilling their roles and working together in offense and defense, I'm afraid I'm truly doomed today!

......

The four worked together flawlessly: Garuda blocked the sea route, Fire Yaksha sealed off the mountain path, and Rakshasa engaged in close combat.

The Ghost Asura provided remote support, forcing him to retreat repeatedly, getting further and further away from Mount Fuyu.

The Rakshasa woman sneered, "Xie Xiaoyi, kneel down and call me 'Mom,' and I might let you die a quicker death!"

Xie Xiaoyi, true to form, refused to back down verbally and retorted with a sneer, "Calling me 'Mom' is fine, but will you let me drink your milk?"

The Rakshasa woman froze, cursing inwardly, "This brat is shameless. I'm not married or have children yet, where would I get milk from?"

"Pah! What am I doing? How did I end up thinking along the same lines as him?"

"How dare you mock me, you brat! You're dead!"

Xie Xiaoyi knew he would die if he continued, so he decided to risk his life by abandoning his sword!

Seize the opportunity and exploit a weakness.

Guan Canghai tossed the sword into the air, and his true energy spun rapidly in accordance with the sword control technique passed down by Li Qinglian, keeping the sword steadily suspended in mid-air.

"Trying to leave?" Ghost Asura sneered, his fingertips frantically plucking the strings of his zither, unleashing a barrage of sonic blades upon him.

Xie Xiaoyi leaped up, dodging the sonic attack, and took a step to firmly land on the suspended Guan Canghai. Just as he was about to fly away on his sword, flames rose again below!

It was the Netherworld Flame of the Fire Yaksha, like a fiery serpent, that coiled around his legs.

Xie Xiaoyi hurriedly gathered his energy and twisted his body to avoid the fire snake, while simultaneously ascending another zhang or two on his sword.

Haha!

It seems we've managed to break through the encirclement.

He soared into the air, stepping on the vast ocean, and began to boast loudly:

"Hehe! Two ninth-grade Vajra Realm experts, plus an eighth-grade and a seventh-grade expert, and they still can't do anything to me!"

It seems that unless a formidable opponent at the Earth Immortal Dao Inquiry Realm appears today, even you, Uncle Xie, would be embarrassed to die here!

Extreme joy turns to sorrow!

A dark shadow exploded like a thunderclap, crashing down from diagonally above him.

It was Garuda King's fist.

Xie Xiaoyi was shocked—

What the hell!

What did this Garuda King eat to grow up so tall that he can jump even higher than his mother, the Hulk?

The punch came so fast and hard that he had no time to adjust his body and could only take it head-on with his Vajra Realm physique.

"Get down there, you son of a bitch!"

With a loud "bang," Garuda King's fist struck his protective aura armor squarely.

After a long and arduous struggle, he had already exhausted most of his true energy. How could his current indestructible physique withstand the opponent's mountain-shaking punch?

Xie Xiaoyi felt an overwhelming force surge into his chest, instantly throwing his internal energy into chaos.

He was slammed to the ground by the punch, like a meteorite falling to earth, and buried deep in the sand.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and a sharp pain shot from his chest to the top of his head. Just as he was about to struggle to lift his head, the ghost asura's zither music and qi slammed into him!

With a loud bang, Xie Xiaoyi was thrown out of the sandpit, leaving a bloody arc in the air and flying more than ten feet high.

Just as they reached mid-air, a dark shadow suddenly loomed close!

The Rakshasa woman suddenly tapped his waist with her toe, using the momentum to kick him hard in the chest.

Xie Xiaoyi was kicked more than ten feet away, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and splashing onto the beach like a rain of blood.

How can it be a tragic word!

Before his body even touched the ground, Garuda King leaped up and his fist, as big as a sand pot, carrying the force to shatter mountains, slammed solidly into his back!

With a crisp "crack," Xie Xiaoyi felt as if his bones were about to break, blood gushed out, and he was slammed into the sand, creating a new crater.

"Still smug?" Fire Yaksha walked over slowly, stepped on his head, and mockingly ground his foot a few times.

Xie Xiaoyi's mouth was full of the taste of blood, his mind was blank, and he was practically dead.