After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

The crowd that had been gathered together just moments before suddenly changed their expressions, staring in horror at the headless corpse on the ground and the three unidentified men in black robes.

Screams and shouts mingled together, rising and falling in waves.

Shen Shuchou naturally noticed this situation as well, and his expression instantly became extremely solemn.

Undoubtedly, he knew that these three men in black robes originated from the Demonic Death Court.

He quickly pulled the two women behind him and said urgently, "Shushuang, take your sister and leave this place first."

Upon hearing this, Fifth Shushuang stubbornly shook her head and said firmly, "Brother Shen, they came for me anyway, how can I leave you here alone?"

"I have my own solutions; your presence here will only hinder me."

Shen Shuchou continued.

Although it was unclear how strong the man in black robes was, it was certainly not weak.

It would take some time for that clone to arrive, so for now he could only rely on some of its power.

Hidden behind the crowd, Mo Ying revealed a chilling sneer. She wanted to see what Shen Shuchou was planning.

As soon as the opponent makes a move, she can discern their strength. If they pose no threat to her, she will strike without hesitation.

At that moment, everyone present fled into the distance. To avoid arousing suspicion, Mo Ying also temporarily followed the others away from the man in black robes, but did not go far.

In the blink of an eye!

Only Shen Shuchou and his two companions remained in the arena, along with the black-robed man who was gradually approaching them.

Just as Shen Shuchou was about to muster all his strength to make a move, a fair-skinned figure stepped in front of him and blocked his way.

"You may leave."

Shen Xuejian held a long sword, which trembled slightly as she pointed it at the three people, her cold and indifferent face showing no fear.

"How did you end up here?"

Shen Shuchou was slightly taken aback.

"Enough with the small talk, take them away first."

Shen Xuejian said calmly.

Mo Ying frowned, not expecting someone to interfere and disrupt the situation.

She released a wisp of her divine sense to examine Shen Xuejian and found that she was just an ordinary person. She immediately manipulated three black-robed men to pounce on her, attempting to kill her with one blow.

Shen Xue showed no fear on her face and resolutely charged towards the three men with her sword.

Clang!

The sound of clashing swords echoed through this silvery-white world, startling the snow on the eaves into a soft cascade.

In the brief moment of their exchange, Mo Ying's brows furrowed deeply once more. Only then did she realize that this suddenly appearing woman in white was not as ordinary as she had thought.

At this moment, an invisible barrier of sword energy surrounded Shen Xuejian, completely blocking the true energy emitted by the three black-robed men.

Moreover, the sword energy surrounding Shen Xuejian was continuously channeling power into the longsword in her hand.

Even an ordinary longsword became a deadly weapon capable of slaying cultivators at this moment.

These three men in black robes were only at the Golden Core stage. They were just casually created by her to test Shen Shuchou's strength. She never intended to take the Fifth Sister away directly.

But she never expected that an ordinary person could stand up to three Golden Core cultivators, and even just a few breaths was enough to shock her.

"This is the protection of a natural sword immortal."

Upon closer inspection, Mo Ying was suddenly startled.

She never expected that, in addition to the rare occurrence of two bodies and one soul, even the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Immortal had appeared in this small mortal city.

The wondrous uses of the dual-body, single-soul combination are still unclear to Mo Ying, but she does have a rudimentary understanding of the existence of a naturally born sword immortal.

Born sword immortals are legendary figures in the world of swordsmanship. Their perception and control of the sword seem to be an innate talent.

They can instantly detect flaws in an enemy's moves; even the slightest weakness cannot escape their keen perception.

In their hands, the sword is no longer just a weapon, but an integral part of themselves, moving at will, the sword going wherever their will leads.

In particular, the opponent's cultivation speed is astonishing, often allowing him to leapfrog vast realms and take down enemies.

Fortunately, Shen Xuejian was still just a mortal at the moment, and the sword energy surrounding her was completely worn away by the three men in black robes.

As the sword energy dissipated, Shen Xuejian suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure.

The once sharp and fierce sword light suddenly became sluggish and slow, as if it had been crushed by an invisible burden.

The black-robed man's attacks grew increasingly fierce, creating a terrifying threat that made her feel like death was just around the corner.

Suddenly, the light before her eyes dimmed, and a sinister, cold blade of light flashed like a ghost toward her vulnerable neck.

"Am I really going to die here?"

Shen Xuejian murmured to herself.

From the moment she followed him to the moment she witnessed the man in black trying to harm Shen Shuchou and stepped in to protect him, she never hesitated or wavered even for a moment.

She never imagined she would die here; her only unwavering belief was to protect Shen Shuchou.

But she had very little contact with him, and they had barely spoken. Why would she risk her life to protect him so recklessly?

Shen Xuejian could not fathom the inexplicable emotions in her heart, but for the past month, her mood had indeed been shrouded in a gloomy gloom.

Why is this the case? Perhaps it started to change quietly a month ago, at the first light of dawn.

At this critical moment when life and death hung in the balance, Shen Xuejian turned her beautiful face slightly to look back. For some reason, she just wanted to take another look at Shen Shuchou.

However, to her great surprise, she saw no sign of Shen Shuchou behind her, only the fifth sister holding hands.

The next instant!

Shen Xue saw her slender, supple waist instantly embraced tightly by a strong arm.

She instinctively tried to break free and resist, but the words she heard made her stop struggling instantly.

"Big sister, you take them away. I can handle this place on my own."

Shen Shuchou pulled Shen Xuejian out from under that chilling blade of light.

He then gently placed her on the flat ground and turned his head again to face the three men in black robes in front of him.

Completely unaware that Shen Xuejian, who was usually aloof and cold, was now showing a rare, delicate and shy demeanor.

Seeing that Shen Xuejian was about to disappear, even though his clone was slow to arrive, Shen Shuchou finally made the resolute decision to take action.

Although this would expose him to the public eye, he could not bear to watch Shen Xuejian perish.

Sure enough, the moment Shen Shuchou made his move, Mo Ying keenly sensed the fluctuations in his cultivation level.

Shen Shuchou's cultivation level was only at the Nascent Soul stage, but this surprised Mo Ying. Why could this person bring her such a strong, almost fatal sense of threat?

"Elder sister, may I borrow your sword?" Shen Shuchou asked softly.

Shen Xuejian was still slightly intoxicated by the moment she was gently embraced when Shen Shuchou's words came to her ears, and she was jolted awake from her dream.

He quickly handed the longsword to Shen Shuchou and said, "Be careful."

Shen Shuchou merely smiled slightly, remaining silent. Then, he twirled his longsword in a dazzling display of power before aiming it directly at the three black-robed puppets.

"Now that you've shown yourself, why hide your true colors?"

Shen Shuchou's tone was as calm as still water.

He was clearly speaking to the people behind the three puppets.

After saying this, no one showed up. Shen Shuchou no longer hesitated and decided to deal with the three puppets first, since his clone had already arrived.

Clang!

Suddenly, the longsword in Shen Shuchou's hand emitted a sword cry that was even louder than before, a sound that pierced through the clouds and shattered rocks, shaking the very soul.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Shuchou vanished from his spot, his long sword dancing, stirring up a flurry of snowflakes that formed an impenetrable barrier, isolating everything around him.

Fifth Shu Shuang had seen Shen Shu Chou make a move before, so he wasn't too surprised at the moment, but was full of worry.

Shen Xuejian, standing to the side, was stunned and regretted her actions immediately after handing over the sword.

However, Shen Shuchou's next action made her slightly open her pearly teeth, staring in disbelief at the snow barrier swirling with sword energy.

"Is this really Shen Shuchou?"

Shen Xuejian kept asking herself these questions.

Although the women couldn't see what was happening inside, Mo Ying could see everything clearly inside the snow barrier.

Her three puppets were manipulated at will, as if they were toys, and she quickly discerned a clue to their existence.

Shen Shuchou could easily annihilate these three puppets, yet he hesitated to deliver the fatal blow, as if he were waiting for someone.

And the person he was waiting for was very likely himself.

This discovery instantly put Mo Ying in a dilemma, as she struggled with whether or not to take action.

In the brief moment she hesitated, Shen Shuchou, inside the snow barrier, lost his patience. He casually swung his sword, and the sharp sword energy instantly destroyed the three clones.

The snow and wind whipped up by the sword energy also began to fall from the sky at that moment.

The longsword in his hand shattered inch by inch at this moment as his true energy dissipated, leaving only the hilt.

Shen Shuchou awkwardly handed the sword hilt to Shen Xuejian and said, "Elder sister, I'll replace it for you."

"It's nothing," Shen Xuejian replied softly, recovering from her shock.

Her gaze was fixed on Shen Shuchou's face, then glanced at the falling snowflakes. For a moment, her heart was filled with confusion and chaos.

Shen Xuejian only followed slowly after Shen Shuchou walked to the fifth sister's side, took their hands again, and slowly walked away into the distance.

Seeing Shen Shuchou leave with the two women, Mo Ying made a decision in that instant after her hesitation.

She decided to stop hiding it and that when she tested him next time, she would at least raise the puppet's strength to the Nascent Soul Realm, but that would also deplete her own strength.

Since that's the case, why not do it yourself?

Just as Mo Ying was about to make her move, a figure in cyan suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Little sister, are you all alone? Do you want to come with your brother?"

The young man's gentle voice rang in Mo Ying's ears.

Mo Ying was immediately enraged and was about to kill this arrogant person in front of her.

Suddenly, her bright eyes caught sight of a figure in the pupils of the man in blue before her.

Mo Ying's body suddenly trembled violently, and she knelt down directly in front of the man in blue.

"Sect Master, you have emerged from seclusion."