Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

hum~

The scabbard trembled slightly.

A melodious and crisp sound reverberated in the space beside Fan Luokui's waist. At that moment, the girl's expression suddenly disappeared, losing focus, as if she were immersed in some indescribable state.

She has to do it.

His vision sank into endless darkness. The villagers, the muddy ground, the bushes—everything disappeared into the unseen void, leaving only the boy not far away.

There was only one person in her eyes.

moment--

The blade is drawn.

Sparks of bursting spiritual energy splattered wildly from the scabbard in the blink of an eye. Perhaps the power of this strike was too terrifying, because the scabbard, which was decorated with snowflake patterns, suddenly burst open with countless cracks. The scabbard that had been with Fan Luo Kui for several years was shattered just like that!

However, the girl paid no attention to the scabbard at this moment. Her attention was more focused and concentrated on one point than ever before: Zhang Xiaohan's snow-white neck became the center of the world in Fan Luokui's eyes.

Waaah—

The mournful sound of the space echoed softly in Fan Luokui's ears.

Time seemed to stand still!

The intent of the Sky-Splitting Blade!

This was supposed to be a sword technique that was still in the process of cultivation and had not yet been fully mastered. It was a sword technique that Fan Luo Kui could only master and comprehend when she reached the Kaiyuan stage. However, right now, as if she had broken through her own limits, she unleashed this astonishing sword strike without any hindrance or hesitation.

Space shook violently—

This strike did not produce a flash of light, nor did it possess an extremely dazzling speed.

He simply swung his sword straight forward—that was all.

"!!!"

But Zhang Xiaohan's eyes had lost all their luster, and a look of horror and surprise appeared on his face.

He could tell that the profound mystery contained in that strike was no ordinary martial art, and that strike was definitely not as simple as it looked!

But before he could react—

The next moment, a white light suddenly appeared on his right arm, slicing around it. By the time he reacted, the white light had already severed his entire right hand!

The slash, which traversed space and passed through countless villagers clad in insect armor, arrived precisely in front of Zhang Xiaohan!

Pain spread throughout my entire body!

"Ahhhh-"

As blood gushed forth, the boy roared in anguish, his dark eyes stained with blood, turning into bloodshot eyes filled with fury and murderous intent!

His arm, his arm was just severed off!

"Tsk!"

Watching Zhang Xiaohan clutching his wound, trying to stop the blood from gushing out, Fan Luokui, her legs weak and her face pale, pursed her lips. She immediately plunged her long sword into the ground, gripping the hilt tightly with both hands to support her increasingly frail body.

As a martial skill that can only be fully unleashed at the Kaiyuan stage, the fact that she forcefully unleashed this astonishing strike speaks volumes about the compatibility between her spiritual energy and her physical body.

Moreover, she made a mistake.

That strike should have cleaved through space and time, slicing Zhang Xiaohan's head off, because Fan Luokui had been aiming for his snow-white neck from the very beginning.

Unexpectedly, at the crucial moment, Fan Luokui was still not very familiar with the Rifting Sky Blade Intent, and the blade actually missed its mark.

If things hadn't gone astray, Zhang Xiaohan wouldn't be roaring and howling in such anger right now...

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!!"

Zhang Xiaohan, who had lost his arm, shouted angrily. His hoarse voice, which sounded as if his throat was about to be torn apart, shocked Fan Luokui's soul. The killing intent that the other party showed was even more terrifying than that of Fan Luokui, who had been through many battles.

He stared wide-eyed at the bloodshot eyes, no longer as relaxed as before. His features were contorted, and his tone was filled with endless madness.

"Little girl, you've successfully enraged me. I'm going to kill you and devour your body inside and out, and then use your beautiful skin as a nest for my beloved insects!"

Fan Luo Kui's face remained cold, and she couldn't help but sneer, "Only if you can do it..."

"Kill her!!"

Accompanied by Zhang Xiaohan's roar, the villagers clad in insectoid monster armor, as if receiving an emperor's command, strode heavily and with murderous intent towards Fan Luokui.

Looking at the massive, dark army that seemed to almost blend into the night, Fan Luokui's hand fell limply to her side.

She was still filled with fear when facing these insects. Moreover, her spiritual energy had been greatly depleted by the attack just now, and she was now completely exhausted.

It was a real pity that we didn't get to kill Zhang Xiaohan in one blow.

In today's terms—

"There's still a little bit of spiritual energy left..."

Fan Luokui straightened her back with difficulty. She remembered that the former captain of the Judgment Palace had told her that as a member of the Judgment Team, no matter what, even if it meant death, she had to die with her back straight.

She would never die on her knees—Fan Luokui gripped the hilt of her knife tightly with her right hand and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Click, click.

It was at this moment that she realized the scabbard of the knife she wore at her waist was broken, and her old friend of many years had also met its end.

The girl smiled helplessly, watching the scabbard turn into fragments and fall into the soil.

"Speaking of which, it's a bit of a shame that I lost the bet with the teacher last time and didn't get a new scabbard."

She had intended to put the aging scabbard into her storage ring. After all, it was an old friend who had accompanied her in many battles. Seeing it reduced to shattered pieces, she still felt a little reluctant to do so.

Fan Luo Kui shook her head, watching the black tide getting closer and closer, seemingly about to engulf her. Silently, she gripped the hilt of her sword with both hands and raised the long sword.

The girl's face remained pale, yet resolute.

In the last moments, all the villagers were attacking him, and Zhang Xiaohan, because of the Rifting Blade Intent, hated himself immensely. At present, all the hostile forces' attention was focused on Fan Luokui.

In other words—

Senior Sister Zhang should have already escaped.

Although I don't know if Senior Sister Zhang has escaped Jingyuan Village by now, given her personality, I can still buy myself a little more time.

Yes... let's try to buy some more time.

The girl felt her spiritual energy almost depleted and gave a bitter smile—she wondered how long this last bit of spiritual energy could last.

The girl didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

Unable to sheath her blade, and facing the villagers clad in insect armor, Fan Luokui no longer considered using the back of her knife to stun them. Since she was already at her wit's end, it would be against her nature not to fight to the death.

"So……"

Gazing at the swarm of insects that was only a dozen steps away from her, Fan Luokui sighed with some regret.

"It seems... I won't be able to go back and explain to Lord Yi Yin Han Xue Bing..."

"I originally wanted to get along well with the other senior female students..."

"And those senior brothers, it's a bit of a pity I didn't get to see them..."

She scratched her head, her face looking rather unpleasant, but in the end, she could only manage a bitter laugh.

"Forget it, maybe in the next life."

The girl lowered her center of gravity completely, her resolute gaze fixed on the swarm of insects before her.

She knew she couldn't hold on for long, but even a second would be enough to give Senior Sister Zhang one more second to escape—at least, she couldn't let Senior Sister Zhang die here.

Therefore, Fan Luokui had to buy her some time.

then--

Under the night sky, the girl gripped the blade tightly, her breathing became increasingly even, her steps heavy, and her face cold.

The black tide and the snow-white maiden clashed in the night.

But that crimson hue suddenly joined this battle, the outcome of which should have been predetermined.

Yes, crimson.

"What is that...?"

Fan Luokui looked up in astonishment, gazing at the distant sky above, where a crimson light danced and throbbed in the very center of the bright full moon.

A figure, burning with fierce flames, appeared to blend into the bright moonlight, a stark contrast to the azure moonlight.

The next instant, moonlight gushed forth like a spring!

The blazing flames were replaced by azure in the next second; the fiery red turned into a deep, emerald blue, a blue even more profound than the ocean, enveloping the girl entirely.

A leaping azure flame descended from the sky, and a blue flame iron fist, magnified several times and ten meters long, slammed down mercilessly on the stunned and horrified boy below.

--boom!

The towering, exploding fire was a blazing, azure flame that blended seamlessly with the moonlight!

Her spiritual energy, which was incredibly close to the peak of the Transformation stage, spread wildly in all directions. The girl under the full moon no longer trembled; all that remained on her delicate face was an indescribable annoyance.

Zhang Xiaohan was engulfed in blue flames. Under the intense impact, he was thrown several meters away. Fortunately, his cultivation level was not low. After rolling on the ground more than a dozen times, he finally stabilized himself.

As for the verdant blue flames, he frowned, casually summoned a few ape-eyed black insects, and used their flesh to extinguish the blue flames.

However, Zhang Xiaohan was in a terrible state at the moment. The sudden attack had clearly caused him considerable damage.

He suddenly raised his head, his angry gaze shooting forward, wanting to see who dared to cause trouble.

As a result, Zhang Xiaohan was completely stunned the moment his gaze fell on that person.

The bright moonlight shone down, illuminating the girl's figure.

Zhang Ruoxue.

His sister.

Clad in armor made of azure flames, the girl gazed at Zhang Xiaohan with a cold yet complex expression.

With his right hand clenched into a fist, the spiritual energy at the peak of the Transformation Stage emanated from his body.

"Senior Sister Zhang!!"

Fan Luo Kui exclaimed in surprise, thinking to herself, "Shouldn't Senior Sister Zhang be on her way to escape? Why is she here?!"