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

In the blink of an eye, the stalemate was reversed.

The two bodies, soaked in blood, lay lifeless on the cold rocks.

Many cultivators from various sects all stared at Shen Shuchou, scrutinizing him.

The rogue cultivator was so shocked that he remained rooted to the spot for a long time.

The other independent cultivators also looked on with expressions of utter disbelief.

They were already surprised that Shen Shuchou dared to fight with the sect disciples, but they never expected that Shen Shuchou would dare to kill someone in front of so many sect disciples.

This action was undoubtedly a slap in the face to them, a path to certain death.

No sect disciple could remain silent after being provoked like this by a rogue cultivator.

Sure enough, right after Shen Shuchou dealt with the two, a figure landed in front of him.

A terrifying aura swept over us, like a mountain pressing down heavily; it was a sense of oppression unique to those in the Nascent Soul Realm.

A pair of cold eyes scrutinized Shen Shuchou from above.

Fox Baibai's face turned deathly pale, and her little hands gripped Shen Shuchou's clothes tightly.

At that moment, a large hand grasped Fox White's soft, boneless little hand, and the warm breath quietly brought her a sense of security.

Shen Shuchou stood upright, his face calm and composed, showing no fear whatsoever.

Inside the heavy sword case behind him, seven longswords were shaking wildly. They could also sense the power of the person in front of them, and at this moment they all wanted to leap out of the sword case.

This was not fear, but rather a surging fighting spirit that soared straight to the clouds.

An invisible sword intent domain unfolded around Shen Shuchou, silently enveloping the woman in the blue dress in front of him.

Cang Ranmu frowned slightly, her eyes flashing as she stared at Shen Shuchou, seemingly lost in thought.

This Golden Core cultivator, who appeared out of nowhere, was able to remain completely still under the pressure of her Out-of-Body Realm cultivation.

Normally, cultivators at the Golden Core stage would have been terrified and lost their composure in front of her, so Shen Shuchou's unusual calmness displeased Cang Ranmu.

And just now, a strange feeling rose in Cang Ranmu's heart.

She actually sensed a trace of danger from a mere Golden Core cultivator.

This was the first time Cang Ranmu had encountered such a situation, and she shook her head slightly to dismiss this unreal feeling.

"Young man, who are you to dare kill a sect disciple in public? Your crime is unforgivable."

Cang Ranmu's voice was cold and detached, her tone condescending as she interrogated him.

"May I ask, senior, is the life of a rogue cultivator not a life?"

Shen Shuchou sneered.

"How dare you! I am the one asking you a question."

When Cang Ranmu saw that Shen Shuchou still dared to question him, he immediately shouted coldly.

In Cang Ranmu's mind, what difference was there between so-called rogue cultivators and ordinary people? They were nothing more than mere ants on the vast earth.

It's just a worthless life. With mediocre talent, it's nothing more than a pig or dog to be slaughtered at will.

"Who you are, I need to explain to you."

Shen Shuchou laughed arrogantly, a powerful confidence emanating from him.

The more discreet he tried to be, the more others treated him like a chick that could be easily manipulated.

Since that's the case, why not just be arrogant?

These words immediately caused an uproar on the entire mountain.

Almost instantly, all eyes were focused on Shen Shuchou.

A sneer, disdain, shock, and many other emotions were seen in his eyes.

"Where did this silly kid come from? He must be drunk."

"Are all rogue cultivators these days courting death?"

Most of the sect disciples were whispering among themselves.

Compared to other sects, the Shangqing Dao Sect was quite deserted.

On a protruding rock sat a man whose background was the only visible part of him.

He sat there inconspicuously, yet exuded an air of mystery, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

Upon hearing Shen Shuchou's words again, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and his usually calm face was moved.

"You're asking for it, kid."

Cang Ranmu was furious. Being contradicted by a junior in the Golden Core Realm had made her lose face in front of all the cultivators.

This anger cannot be appeased without killing this person.

With a slap of her fair, white hand, a powerful force instantly crushed down on Shen Shuchou.

Despite the immense power, Shen Shuchou maintained his confident gaze.

"Hey! You're not really going to just stand by and watch her bully me, are you?"

Shen Shuchou smiled at the man sitting on the rock.

Upon hearing this, Cang Ranmu was slightly taken aback, and then a blur of her figure swept past her.

A somewhat familiar, cold-faced man appeared before them.

The man gently raised his hand, forming a fist, and prepared to strike.

Cang Ranmu's beautiful face was shocked, her pupils dilated, and a sense of impending death instantly struck.

Without hesitation, he quickly retreated backward.

An aura of divine might surged from the person before him, causing his blood and qi to tremble and resonate, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack.

The fist ignited with raging flames, its power reaching the heavens.

boom!

The intense light from the fist shot straight into the sky, seemingly crushing the space itself.

Cang Ranmu's skills were crushed to pieces by this devastating punch, like scraps of paper that would ignite at the slightest touch.

The fist, powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth, sent Cang Ranmu's delicate body flying.

Cang Ranmu's face was pale, her steps barely touching the clouds, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

If she hadn't dodged quickly enough, that punch would have shattered her to pieces.

"Gu Mo, how dare you attack me and protect this rogue cultivator? What is the meaning of this?"

Cang Ranmu was both surprised and angry.

The other cultivators were also completely bewildered, not understanding why Gu Mo, who always kept to himself, would help this rogue cultivator.

Immediately, everyone began to speculate about the relationship between the two.

At the same time, they were all deeply shocked by Gu Mo's strength.

"He is my junior brother, why can't I help him?"

Gu Mo stared at him coldly.

Cang Ranmu didn't believe this statement at all and said coldly, "Don't think I don't know your junior brother Song Yuhuan and junior sister Zuo Shu. When did this person become your junior brother?"

"If you can't explain this matter clearly and don't give me an explanation, I will definitely report it to the sect."

Cang Ranmu continued.

"what ever."

Gu Mo was not one for many words, uttering only two short sentences before leaving with Shen Shuchou.

With a cold expression, Cang Ranmu was not about to let him leave. She immediately blocked his way with her delicate body: "Gu Mo, you must give me an explanation today."

Gu Mo's cold eyes remained indifferent: "Who you are is none of my business."

"you..."

Cang Ranmu's face darkened; she felt like she had just heard those words before.

"If you block my way again, do you think you can withstand a few punches from me?"

Gu Mo's tone made no attempt to conceal his overwhelming killing intent.

Sensing Gu Mo's terrifying killing intent and recalling her recent disheveled state, Cang Ranmu stared intently at the group before turning and leaving.

Cang Ranmu had never thought she was weaker than Gu Mo, but that punch just now completely shattered her unrealistic idea.

If a real fight breaks out, Cang Ranmu doesn't believe he can withstand the power of three punches.

The humiliation of today will not be let off lightly. Cang Ranmu gritted her teeth and glared at the three of them.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

After dealing with the troublesome person, Gu Mo looked at Shen Shuchou.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Hu Baibai behind him, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.