Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Fire Yaksha sneered, grabbed Xie Xiaoyi's hair and yanked hard, lifting him out of the sandpit:

"You'd be too ashamed to die if you didn't even have a Celestial Immortal seeking enlightenment?"

"Slap!" The slap was loud.

With a hard slap, Xie Xiaoyi's head was knocked to one side, and five purplish-blue finger marks were clearly imprinted on his face.

Ghost Asura stepped forward, a sinister smile playing on his lips: "Stop wasting time talking to him. Kill him, and we should go."

The Rakshasa woman hummed in agreement, then pressed the Alluring Dagger against Xie Xiaoyi's abdomen, sneering:

"Yunmeng City tried to strip me naked, and even said that your 'strongest spot' was there. This time, I'll see if your 'strongest spot' can withstand this thrust from me!"

Xie Xiaoyi was swaying precariously; he knew in his heart that this time, he was truly finished.

In an instant, countless images flashed through his mind—

Before he transmigrated, modern-day Murong Wei bullied him...

After transmigrating, he used words to bully the ancient Murong Wei...

I met the young and thin senior sister Hua Suwen at the medicine shop...

A shady shop encounters Shen Xinyu, the little devil from Kunlun...

In Qingjiang City, you'll encounter Fu Yaoqin from Yayinfang and Mu Pingting from Yushengfang...

On the way to the number one manor in the world, I played a game of "mountain shaking" with Lin San Niang...

Yun Qianxun, who is untouched by worldly affairs...

Ning Yangzi with the red jade flute...

The gambling jackpot...

Murong Shishi, who remained a virgin for many years after her marriage...

Ouyang Qing, with her voluptuous figure...

The final image focuses on the face of Xie Lingyun, the most beautiful woman in the world.

It is often said that on one's deathbed, the scenes of one's life flash before one's eyes like a revolving lantern.

It seems to be true!

such a pity!

I was so close to my aunt that I almost died. It's such a shame I didn't get to have such a beautiful woman!

Thinking of this, Xie Xiaoyi mustered his last strength and roared to the sky, "Xie Lingyun! I won't be satisfied until I defeat you!"

No sooner had the words left her lips than a clear, crisp female voice rang out from mid-air, cold yet reproachful: "Didn't you manage to take anyone down?"

The moment the sound faded, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a dark figure rode a sword as it approached.

The person was so beautiful that it was breathtaking; even the Rakshasa woman, who was actually a woman, felt a stirring in her heart.

"How beautiful! Could she be Xie Lingyun, the peerless beauty of the East Sea?"

In a flash, Xie Lingyun had landed in front of Xie Xiaoyi. As her black dress swayed, invisible energy exploded around them.

The four people from Lingxiao Palace were thrown back by the force of the air and slid several meters along the sand before finally coming to a stop.

Is this a dream?

Xie Xiaoyi grinned, blood trickling from his mouth again, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Auntie!"

He tilted his body and fell over.

Xie Lingyun reached out and held him firmly, resting his chin on his shoulder, letting the blood droplets from his mouth trickle down his black clothes.

Her gaze shifted to the four people in Lingxiao Palace, and she asked coldly, "Who did this?"

Ghost Asura, carrying his zither on his back, stepped forward and bowed, asking, "May I ask if you are Xie Lingyun, one of the Four Grandmasters?"

Xie Lingyun ignored him, only coldly surveying the four of them before asking again, "Who injured him?"

The four of them were terrified by the murderous aura emanating from her; her presence was too intimidating, and her pressure was too strong!

The Rakshasa woman steeled herself and stepped forward, bowing respectfully: "Thank you, Grandmaster! You may not recognize this man; he is a notorious womanizer in the martial world!"

Xie Lingyun acted as if he hadn't heard, and said coldly, "If you dare to hurt him, you will all die today!"

Garuda King was usually taciturn. He was confident in his Vajra Realm cultivation and had always been invincible. Hearing Xie Lingyun speak like this, he was filled with rage.

"So what if you're Xie Lingyun? So what if you're the fourth best in the world? Why would the four of us be afraid of just one of you?"

Ghost Asura cursed him under his breath as an idiot and tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed by, as fast as a beam of light. The light grazed past Garuda King and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at Xie Lingyun again, she was still holding Xie Xiaoyi, as if she herself had never moved.

Garuda King stood frozen in place, his face still contorted with rage, completely oblivious to what was happening, and spat out a curse:

"He doesn't even have a semblance of physique, and he calls himself one of the Four Grandmasters? Bullshit!"

He took a step forward, his footsteps leaving a shallow crater in the yellow sand—

Next second,

His body split open at the waist and abdomen, and the two halves crashed to the ground. Only when blood gushed from the cuts did Garuda realize that he was in two.

His remaining consciousness was filled with astonishment, his eyes wide open, and he died without understanding how Xie Lingyun's sword could be so fast.

It happened so fast that he didn't even feel a jolt of pain or hear a gust of wind before he was cleaved in two.

Ghost Asura froze, cold sweat breaking out on his back, and only then did he truly understand the world-shaking difference in feeling—

Their cultivation level of the ninth-grade Vajra Saint Realm was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of the upper five realms.

As the backbone of the four assassins, he didn't hesitate for a moment and roared, "Split up and escape!"

Before the words were even finished, three figures darted off in three different directions, using their lightness skills to the extreme, fearing that if they were even a step too slow, they would suffer the same fate as Garuda King.

Xie Lingyun gently patted Xie Xiaoyi's back, his voice cold yet carrying a hint of reassurance: "Wait here for your aunt."

After saying that, she disappeared on the spot.

The Fire Yaksha fled northwards without daring to stop for a moment, when suddenly it felt a chill on the back of its neck, as if a sea breeze was blowing.

He instinctively reached out to touch it, but the moment his fingers touched his neck, his head rolled to the ground with a "thud," separating from his body. His eyes widened in disbelief.

He watched helplessly as his headless body lurched forward six or seven steps before crashing to the ground. A few breaths later, he closed his eyes in despair.

The Ghost Asura, unaware that the Fire Yaksha was dead, was only focused on fleeing with all his might, his feet kicking up clouds of yellow sand as he sped away.

Suddenly, I felt a numbness in my chest. Looking down, I saw a thin line of blood spreading from my chest.

next moment,

He was split in two, with his left and right halves falling in different directions.

His internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the ancient zither behind him was broken in two, with the strings snapping inch by inch. There was no longer any Asura playing the zither, and the sound of the zither was no more.

The Rakshasa woman possessed the best lightness skill among the four, and was about to disappear into the distant mountain path.

Suddenly, his feet stopped, and his body was pulled by an invisible force, dragging him straight to Xie Xiaoyi's side.

He knelt down in the yellow sand with a "plop," unable to move an inch.

She looked up and saw that Xie Lingyun was still the same as before, holding Xie Xiaoyi with his chin resting on her shoulder, without even changing his posture.

The Rakshasa woman trembled violently and pleaded desperately, "Thank you, Master, for sparing our lives! We were only ordered to kill him; it wasn't our own idea!"

Xie Lingyun's gaze swept over them, his voice cold and hard: "Whose orders?"

"The Master of Heaven and Earth Sect, Liu Chandu."

Lingxiao Palace has its own rules, and those within the palace must never reveal the identities of their employers or targets.

But at this moment, Rakshasa was only concerned with saving her own life, so she didn't care about any sect rules and immediately revealed everything she knew.