Becoming a wet nurse is not the end of the story.

And then, and then, that was it. The wind was strong, but the raindrops were small—no, not a single raindrop fell.

"Holy crap, this guy got away..."

A moment later, Lin Xueyin let out an angry voice. Instantly, a long sword shot out from beneath her feet. Stepping on the Holy Light Sword, Lin Xueyin's eyes were solemn. She knew that she absolutely could not let this Saint of the Eagle Clan go, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

I have no fear of this person, but he can ambush others. In that case, not only this caravan, but also our own people will be on his ambush list.

Therefore, I absolutely cannot do such a foolish thing as letting a tiger return to the mountain; no, I shouldn't even think about it.

The Holy Light Sword moved with lightning speed, and wings shot out, the two of them locked in a tense chase across the vast expanse of land and sky.

"Run? Let's see where you run to..."

Lin Xueyin raised her hand and unleashed another torrent of holy light, finally managing to slow down the fleeing Saint-level expert for a moment, bringing him within the reach of her mental magic.

"Hmph, let's see where you can run now, mind shake."

As soon as the skill was unleashed, a scream was heard in mid-air. Completely caught off guard, it felt as if my heart had been struck by a heavy hammer.

Originally, he was trying his best to escape, but now his heart was fractured, causing him to fall heavily from the sky.

"Damn it, since you're being so aggressive, I'll fight you to the death and see who the final winner is."

Mohand knew that his spirit had been severely wounded. Although the attack had not caused him any physical harm, the pain in his heart was far more intense than any physical injury.

The holy fire descended from the sky, an attack that meant certain death upon contact, forcing Mohand to dodge once more. The initiative he had already lost would have to be regained at an even greater cost.

With a swing of his arms, he unleashed a series of blood-red grappling hooks, intending to use these ranged attacks to force Lin Xueyin to defend herself, thus allowing him to regain the initiative and even get close enough to attack this damned woman.

However, he saw that his opponent had taken all his attacks without batting an eye, and hadn't even broken through the opponent's shield. Seeing the enemy completely unharmed, Mohand knew he couldn't stay here any longer.

Having made up his mind to leave, Mohand disregarded Lin Xueyin's holy magic attacks and endured several blows before finally getting close to her.

With a series of double claw strikes, he relentlessly slammed into Lin Xueyin's shield, creating ripples on the golden energy shield. If it were anyone else, they would probably worry that the girl inside the shield would be torn to shreds by a single blow.

However, Lin Xueyin didn't even blink, coldly watching the opponent's attacks. The holy sword in her hand kept flying out, forcing the man to constantly dodge her attacks.

"Little girl, let's each take a step back. I won't cause you any more trouble, and you shouldn't cause me any more trouble either, okay?"

"Tch, trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin? Do you think I'm stupid? If you go back on your word later, who am I supposed to turn to? So, to put my mind at ease, you'd better just die in peace."

"You'd better have the ability to kill me."

The heavy foot stomped on Lin Xueyin's shield, which had no effect, but still sent Lin Xueyin flying backward dozens of meters.

He pulled out the scroll he had snatched from the Blackwing princess earlier, which he had originally intended to mock her, but which had turned into his life-saving charm.

Just as he was about to tear open the scroll, he saw several holy light swords appear near him, and before he could even make a move, they were already crisscrossing and stabbing at him.

"You really are dreaming if you think you can tear open the scroll."

Lin Xueyin gave the other party a mocking glance. Mohand was about to speak when he felt his mind go blank for a moment. When he regained his senses, he saw that he had already thrown the scroll far away in Lin Xueyin's direction.

A hint of triumph played on Lin Xueyin's lips as she looked at the bewildered Mohand with amusement. Mind magic—mind control.

Having lost his means of escape, Mohand quickly regained his composure. His body was covered in blood, which temporarily blocked Lin Xueyin's view, preventing her from seeing what was happening inside.

However, the scene of the other party escaping earlier made Lin Xueyin feel a sense of alarm. She raised her hand and used the Holy Light Sword again, but it disappeared into the blood-red mist without causing any ripples.

With a slight frown, Lin Xueyin stomped her small feet heavily on the ground, and a holy halo spread out from beneath her feet. The attack of the Holy Nova also landed in this blood mist, completely losing its effect.

"What the heck is this skill? Why are all my attacks ineffective?" Lin Xueyin gently took a half step back, dodging the attack of the blood mist.

However, the churning blood mist continued to spread outwards, and the girl, frowning, seemed somewhat helpless in the face of this situation.

However, the enemy's attack did not stop because of her helplessness; it continued to spread towards Lin Xueyin, as if it wanted to devour her as well.

Moreover, the blood mist did not thin out as it spread to other areas; instead, it became increasingly dense, even thickening to resemble blood churning in the air.

The eerie scene, coupled with the strong smell of blood, made Lin Xueyin feel nauseous. The nauseating smell in her nasal cavity gradually made her feel physically uncomfortable.

Lin Xueyin retreated swiftly, her staff flashing out once more. This time, it was no longer just the Holy Sword and the Divine Nova, but a torrent of Holy Swords descending rapidly, like a sudden storm.

Since your blood mist can devour anything, then I'll let you eat your fill. If the Holy Sword isn't enough for you, then I'll feed you stones. The Falling Stars reappear, followed by the Holy Fire.

A soul-chilling scream erupted from Lin Xueyin's mouth, and at that moment, the surging blood mist gradually began to thin out. After the scream, the entire blood mist seemed to be stimulated by something and began to contract continuously.

Soon, Mohand's figure re-formed. His face was deathly pale. Damn it, he thought he could take advantage of the blood mist to get away from Lin Xueyin and escape, but his plan was completely ruined by her scream.

Volume 9: The Demon Clan's Journey: Chapter 7: Slaying a Saint (Two chapters released together)

With a deathly pale face and a slightly trembling body, Mohand never imagined he would one day face such a being. When he went to assassinate her, she wasn't nearly as powerful as she was now, yet in such a short time, she had become even stronger than him. How could he believe it?

However, when faced with life and death, even if one doesn't believe it, one must make the best choice: escape, escape as far away as possible, and absolutely avoid any further conflict with this woman. But, if he tells this story, someone must believe it.

At least, Lin Xueyin did not believe the other party's words. Cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots was what Nana had told her and taught her. Although Lin Xueyin sometimes felt that doing so was not good, when facing this vicious enemy, Lin Xueyin still felt that she needed to learn from Nana properly, so that she would not regret it someday in the future.

What kind of enemy would make her feel at ease? Of course, it would be an enemy who is already dead beyond any doubt. Lin Xueyin is not stupid, so she will naturally make the choice that is most beneficial to herself.

The staff in his hand pointed at Mohand again, causing him to nervously take a step back, and then forcefully take two steps forward. However, Lin Xueyin had already seen through his outwardly strong but inwardly weak appearance.

"Little girl, do you really think I'm afraid of you? If I really make a move, you won't have an easy time either."

With her delicate eyebrows slightly raised and a cold smile playing on her lips, Lin Xueyin's expression was one of mockery. Her eyes flashed with a chilling indifference, revealing a murderous intent that caused the traitorous saint of the Eagle Clan to take several steps back once more.

"What, weren't you afraid?"

The other party took another forceful step forward, but unlike before, they simply stood in the same spot again. However, their unwilling eyes were filled with fear of Lin Xueyin.

"Woman, you're playing with fire. I'll say it one last time: leave, or you'll die here."

She blinked, first letting out a soft giggle, then bursting into uncontrollable laughter. Her adorable voice and soft, cute laughter made Mohand clench his fists tightly, feeling utterly helpless.

"It's really funny. Are all demons this strange? Even when you're at a complete disadvantage, you still insist on threatening others. Do you really think everyone else is stupid?"

"you....."

"So what? Did I say something wrong? Or is it that your brain doesn't even exist?" Although I really wanted to say that you, little eagle, have a small brain, which is understandable, I thought it was better not to make any rash statements, considering that this was a general attack on the whole area.

"Lin—Xue—Yin—I'm going to kill you..."

Mohand, enraged, attacked, but he had his own agenda. He turned his hands into palms and slammed them hard into the girl's chest. The attack, which seemed to be capable of splitting the earth and destroying monuments, was actually powerless when it landed.

Using the rebound force, Mohand's body rapidly ascended into the air. Previously, he had used his abilities and wings to fly, but this time, with this rebound force, he didn't need any mental movements at all; he simply relied on his strength to rise freely.

Seeing through the other party's thoughts at a glance, Lin Xueyin just smiled and thought that it was as if he was mocking her for letting him escape so easily. How could she let him leave so easily?

The staff slammed heavily on the ground, and thousands of longswords shining with holy light suddenly appeared on the ground, rushing towards the fleeing man.

"A torrent of holy swords..."

Below, a torrent of energy surged towards him like a raging flood, utterly overwhelming him. Mohand knew that if he didn't make a move, he would truly perish without a burial place. Helpless, he could only unleash a torrent of battle energy from both arms towards the holy sword hurtling towards him.

"The Blood Claw of the Azure Eagle..."

The crimson battle aura and the holy lightsaber clashed together, but instead of exploding into a powerful explosion, they were locked in a fierce struggle. The lightsaber turned into specks of light and disappeared into the air, while the crimson battle aura in mid-air gradually thinned under the impact of the lightsaber.

Knowing that his escape wouldn't be easy, Mohand never expected that this woman would go to such lengths to keep him here. He knew he had no other choice but to fight to the death for any chance of survival.

As the crimson battle aura grew fainter, Mohand knew that it would eventually be dissipated. With a heavy flap of his wings, he no longer fled towards the outside world, but chose to confront Lin Xueyin head-on.

With claws stained with intense blood, it lunged straight at Lin Xueyin. The powerful battle aura of a Saint-level expert had been pushed to its limit, and the entire earth trembled in response to this intense battle aura. Even before it arrived, its aura had already caused cracks to appear all around where Lin Xueyin stood.

"Little girl, die!"

He fell heavily to the ground from a great height, his left hand gripping his right wrist, forcefully pressing down on the girl on the ground, causing layers of dust to rise from the ground due to this powerful attack.

The crowd followed Lin Xueyin and her companion, and just as the fierce attack was about to strike the girl, her delicate body seemed about to be torn to shreds in an instant.

"don't want....."

In her panic, Aria cried out in terror, but it was all in vain. She could only watch helplessly as the fierce figure in the sky fell heavily to the ground, followed by a deafening, violent crash that plunged everyone's spirits to the bottom.

"Yukine..."

The ground had been smashed into a huge crater, and the billowing dust completely obscured everyone's vision, making it impossible to see what was inside. They could only pray that their friend, that kind girl, would be safe and sound and get through this ordeal.

A strong wind rose, the dust settled, and when the two figures reappeared in everyone's sight, they saw that Da Lin Xueyin calmly held up a golden barrier with one hand, blocking all of the opponent's attacks.

Every gesture he made was effortless and carefree, while his opponent looked on in disbelief, clearly having used all his energy to the limit, yet this was the result.

Watching the two from afar, Ailiya finally breathed a sigh of relief. That sudden attack had really frightened her. Seeing that Lin Xueyin was safe and sound, she finally felt relieved. Then she saw that the other person seemed to be saying something to Mohand, but they were too far apart to hear what she was saying.

Then, in an instant, a thousand longswords appeared beside Mohand, piercing the eagle clan's saint into nothing more than a tattered rag.

As the saying goes, "When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out." This once-powerful bandit, who terrified many caravans, died right before everyone's eyes at the hands of a human girl.

When Mohand's body fell to the ground, nothing special happened; he was just like any other person, only stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Dead? Probably not."

Lin Xueyin's attention remained focused on the corpse, and she didn't even notice that Ailiya and the others were rushing towards her.

According to the novel, such a person, especially one with blood ties, must have some kind of backup plan to escape unscathed. I can't be foolish enough to let this enemy go.

With a raised hand, a holy fire descended from the sky, landing on Mohand's corpse. "Since you won't move, I'll force you to move. I won't let you, a soul and a corpse, escape the burning of the holy fire."

The flames slowly devoured the corpse on the ground, little by little, until only the feet remained. Even then, Lin Xueyin showed no sign of relaxing.

"Yukine, he's dead, he's already..."

While trying to persuade Lin Xueyin to rest, Ailiya was shocked to look at the pair of feet that were about to be engulfed by flames. Those eagle feet had actually temporarily blocked the flames.

A wisp of blood mist slowly appeared before everyone's eyes, revealing a ferocious expression and a cruel voice.

"How did you know I could use Blood Escape? How did you know?"

With a helpless shrug, Lin Xueyin indicated that she had no idea at all. Should she tell you that she guessed it because she had read a lot of novels?

"Lin—Xue—Yin—I will never let you go, even if I die. Do you think I'm the only one who can run rampant among the demons for so long? Do you think killing me is the end of the matter? Do you think you can fight against so many Saint-level beings by yourself? I'm waiting for you. I'm waiting for the day you go to hell. I will keep watching you until you die."

Filled with resentment, anger, and intense hatred, it lunged straight at Lin Xueyin. However, just as it was about to strike her, it suddenly turned around and pounced on Lilia, who was standing to the side watching it with concern.

Terrified as the cloud of blood mist hurtled towards her, Lilia panicked and didn't know what to do. She stood there blankly, waiting for the blood mist to arrive.

Just as he was about to pounce into Lilia's body, Mohand found that he could no longer move forward, or rather, he could no longer make any movement, as if he were being restrained by something.

Before that, what she had heard was Lin Xueyin's words about the Undead Shackles. A skill that prevented her from making any movements; not only was moving forward impossible, but even the slightest sway was forbidden.

"Sister Xueyin, this..."

"This is that bad uncle, but my sister has already taken care of him, so you can rest assured." Lin Xueyin slowly walked to Lilia's side, looking at this brave little girl who was rushing over even in this situation. It really made people realize that she wasn't worried about any danger this place might pose to her.

"I believe in Yukine-neechan, Yukine-neechan is the best."

He nodded heavily before turning his attention to the blood mist that had just frightened him. Resentment, ferocity, and various negative energies slowly emanated from it.