Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

"Noisy." Xie Xiaoyi uttered only two words, then with a flick of his wrist, his wooden sword slashed horizontally through the air.

A violent sword aura rushed straight towards the group in front.

Xiao Lingyun, Ding Yi, and Murong Wei's expressions changed drastically.

Sixteen Kunlun disciples had already set up the Sixteen-Pointed Star Sword Formation, and together they channeled their true energy to meet the sword energy.

But the moment the sword energy struck, the sword formation shattered, and the nineteen people didn't even have time to scream before they were blasted away by a tremendous force.

What a powerful sword strike!

Everyone was shocked; their sixteen sword formations were no match for him in a single blow.

No wonder Master said we were no match for him!

Xiao Lingyun and Ding Yi were even more puzzled.

When the World Sword Society challenged him, he was only a sixth-rank expert. How could he have improved so much in less than a year?

Upon seeing this, Cui Juqing frowned and waved his sleeve.

A powerful yet gentle surge of true energy swept out, catching the nineteen people who were flying backwards in mid-air and bringing them to a steady stop on the beach.

Xie Xiaoyi's eyes turned cold, and he thrust his wooden sword into the air, the sword piercing the sun, its silver light piercing Cui Juqing.

Cui Juqing's expression remained unchanged, and he instantly brought his two fingers together, using them as a sword.

A burst of green light erupted from his fingertips, transforming into a powerful sword aura that fiercely met the attack.

The two sword energies collided violently!

They were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, forming a violently distorted ball of gas in the middle, bursting with light and exploding outwards with shockwaves.

Ripples of sword energy spread outwards, like stones thrown into deep water, expanding layer by layer.

The two faced off across the distance, their inner strength, sword intent, and cultivation all locked in a fierce battle.

Cui Juqing steadily locked the sword energy with two fingers, his voice calm and even:

"Xie Xiaoyi, for Xie Lingyun's sake, if you stop, I can let you go."

Xie Xiaoyi gritted his teeth, his murderous intent soaring: "I don't need your fake compassion!"

Even if it means fighting to the death, even if we both suffer heavy losses, I will fight you to the bitter end!

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the Sword Sect changed color.

Since Master has already reached the Earth Immortal Dao Inquiry Realm, it is only natural that he can speak calmly without needing to catch his breath during the battle of true energy.

Xie Xiaoyi was completely focused on the contest of internal energy at this moment, yet he was still able to speak clearly and without losing his composure, which was simply unbelievable.

Unbeknownst to others, he had mastered the "Return of All Streams to the Source" internal energy technique, enabling him to regulate and absorb qi through all the major acupoints and pores of his body.

In the brief moments when an ordinary person takes a breath, he has already used acupoints to replace his throat and breath to replace his breathing, so he speaks as if he were an ordinary person.

Ning Hua secretly praised, "Xiao Xie Mo is indeed a young genius, able to temporarily hold his own against Cui Juqing."

However, Cui Juqing was ultimately a Daoist Immortal, whose profound knowledge and abundant true energy far surpassed those of ordinary martial artists.

Xie Xiaoyi was only at the Moon Ruins Breaking Dust Realm, the difference in their realms was like an insurmountable chasm, and he had absolutely no chance against him.

Thinking of this, Ning Hua immediately urged, "Xiao Xie Mo, listen to me, stop!"

While Xie Xiaoyi unleashed his sword energy to fight Cui Juqing to the death, he turned his head and smiled at her with narrowed eyes:

"Grandmaster Uncle, don't try to persuade me. Just collect my body in a bit!"

Life and death are bearish, if you don't agree, just do it.

Ning Hua's heart skipped a beat. Looking at that handsome face and the fearless smile, this "girl" who looked ninety years younger than her age felt a strange tremor in her heart.

The Kunlun disciples were secretly amazed to see Xie Xiaoyi and their master locked in such a fierce battle!

Could it be that Master expended too much energy in that sword fight with Xie Lingyun?

Otherwise, why would Xie Xiaoyi have persisted for half a day?

Ding Yi and Xiao Lingyun exchanged a glance, then simultaneously drew their swords, ready to help their master should he be careless.

How could Ning Hua not guess what these two were thinking?

Immediately, her jade fingers hovered in the air, a faint spiritual light condensing at her fingertips, and she began to draw talismans in mid-air.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its power—Immobilization spell, unleash!"

Swah——

Two invisible beams of light shot out.

Ding Yi and Xiao Lingyun instantly stiffened, unable to move, as if they had been nailed to death.

At this moment, the energy sphere formed by the stalemate between Cui Juqing's and Xie Xiaoyi's sword energies was violently trembling, compressing, and expanding...

boom--!!

The sword energy cluster collapsed, and the extremely violent backlash slammed into the two of them.

Cui Juqing's body jolted violently, his blood and qi surging within him, and a wave of horror washed over him:

"Impossible! I am a Celestial Immortal at the Dao Inquiry Realm, yet I was shaken by a mere junior at the Monthly Void Breaking Realm, causing my true energy to surge chaotically and my meridians to become slightly congested?"

Xie Xiaoyi's situation was even worse; his chest felt as if it had been struck by a hammer.

He was sent flying by the backlash and lost consciousness before even landing.

Ning Hua was shocked to see this and disregarded everything else. He moved swiftly and caught the unconscious Xie Xiaoyi in his arms.

......

When Xie Xiaoyi opened his eyes again, he felt excruciating pain in his meridians and weakness in his limbs.

He found himself lying on a soft couch at the Wanghai Lodge on Fuyu Mountain, covered with a soft cotton quilt, which felt quite comfortable.

Beside him, a woman sat on the edge of the couch, wiping away the bloodstains remaining at the corner of his mouth.

Xie Xiaoyi was still somewhat confused, his injuries were severe, and he was delirious. He thought the person in front of him was his aunt Xie Lingyun, whom he had been thinking about day and night.

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the woman's waist with such force that it was almost out of control.

"Auntie...don't go..."

"Xiao Xie Mo, are you out of your mind?" Ning Hua froze, instinctively trying to break free from his embrace.

"Ouch..." Xie Xiaoyi groaned in pain as his chest was ripped open, but he held on even tighter, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Auntie...don't leave me..."

"I'm not your aunt!" Ning Hua froze instantly, afraid of aggravating his wound, and dared not move.

"Little Xie Mo, wake up! I'm not your aunt, I'm your great-grandmother!"

With his eyes closed, Xie Xiaoyi shook his head repeatedly in his dazed state. Suddenly, he pulled the person in front of him into his arms and held him tightly.

Caught off guard, Ning Hua was pulled so hard that his body trembled. The slight force aggravated the injury in his chest.

"It hurts... Auntie... Don't move..."

Xie Xiaoyi frowned, and subconsciously rubbed her cheek against Ning Hua's chest, clinging to him tightly.

Ning Hua's heart fluttered as he held her, her senses wavered, and her ears burned. She could only gently acquiesce to him and softly comfort him:

"You...you brat, wake up! I'm not your aunt!"

Xie Xiaoyi wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her chest, refusing to let go no matter what.

Ning Hua's face was flushed, and she was somewhat confused and infatuated.

She cultivated in the Zhenwu Dao Sect from a young age, and was blessed with great opportunities. By her early twenties, she had already achieved the state of returning to simplicity and eternal youth.

The members of the sect have always been self-disciplined and kept to a low profile. In all these decades, she had never been so close to a man.

Holding Xie Xiaoyi so tightly, his warm breath caressing her neck, she felt her heart flutter wildly.

His Dao heart stirred slightly, and an unprecedented sense of panic and tenderness suddenly washed over him.