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

"still--"

He gave a wicked smile, his words full of provocation.

Are you scared?

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Suddenly, a roar came from beside him; it was clearly the voice of the Bloodthirsty Demon.

At that moment, a burly black figure descended from the sky, his face burning with rage and murderous intent!

Jiang Shaoguang did not turn around to look at Sha Xue. He knew that he could not kill this strong body cultivator with his attack alone. In other words, Sha Xue's attack was within his expectations.

As Jiang Shaoguang flipped the sword blade in his right hand and stepped to the side, a Tai Chi formation suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Die!"

Without a second thought, Sha Xue's mind was filled with nothing but bloodlust; he only wanted to tear Jiang Shaoguang to shreds!

His punch, powerful enough to shake mountains and shatter rocks, hurtled towards the Tai Chi formation!

A deafening roar!

However, even such a terrifying punch could not shake the Tai Chi formation in the slightest. Moreover, Sha Xue felt that the moment he touched the Tai Chi formation, his world underwent an indescribable reversal.

Above is no longer above, ahead is no longer ahead, and all things in the world are no longer all things in the world!

He felt as if his fist had been forcibly deflected by something, and when he came to his senses, his angry punch had struck his own chest.

boom! boom! boom!

Three loud explosions echoed through the air, and under the incredulous gazes of the black mist and the cold blade, the massive body of the Bloodthirsty Fiend was sent flying dozens of meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

Another dent appeared on his chest.

Jiang Shaoguang shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"Another brute force type. Sigh, try to talk things out instead of resorting to violence—"

He turned his head and looked at the black mist and the cold blade with a smile.

"It's so discordant, don't you think?"

99. Think carefully about who you are opposing.

His strong, sturdy body lay limply on the ground, motionless.

As one of the Ten Fiends, Black Mist and Cold Blade are intimately familiar with just how terrifying Fiend Blood's own strength is.

Each time he unleashed his fury, rivers of blood would flow, and his violent, bloodthirsty demeanor was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every one of the Ten Fiends who had ever acted with him.

--first.

It must be admitted that this was the first time both Black Mist and Cold Blade had seen Bloodlust in such a disheveled state.

What exactly is that strange black and white array?

The black mist was unaware, the cold blade was unaware.

They simply couldn't comprehend the power of the Tai Chi formation that slowly twisted and maintained a delicate balance. Looking at it, it was just a strangely styled formation, with nothing special about it whatsoever.

Yet this unassuming black and white array caused Sha Xue to make mistakes twice in a row, and was even knocked back by the counterattack.

"So now~"

Jiang Shaoguang squinted, yawned, and looked up at the bright full moon, letting the pure moonlight transform into shimmering blue water droplets that rippled across her golden hair.

He once again put on an innocent, harmless smile, still leaning on his sword, his sharp eyes shooting out, pointing directly at the black mist and the cold blade in front of him.

"The brute force faction has been dealt with; those remaining should be the rational faction, right? In that case, let's sit down and have a proper talk, shall we?"

"Let's talk?"

The figure of Leng Dao, hidden in the shadows, trembled twice, his sinister eyes filled with vigilance.

His face was covered by a black cloth, and Leng Dao did not seem to have any special expression. He gripped the invisible black knife in his hand in reverse and assumed an offensive stance—at the same time, his lips under the black cloth moved slightly.

"I don't think you'd have a proper talk with us, the Ten Fiends."

He deliberately emphasized the word "good," as if he were mocking Jiang Shaoguang.

Jiang Shaoguang helplessly spread his hands, a look of emotion appearing on his handsome face.

"I know that you Ten Fiends are definitely dissatisfied with me, no, I should say you hate me, but I really have no interest in fighting you today. I just hope you won't fight her."

"Her?" The black mist caught the key words in Jiang Shaoguang's words, and the poor scholar's pale face showed a look of doubt. "You mean that female cultivator in the Transcendental Stage?"

"Who else could it be but her?"

Having received an affirmative answer from the black-robed swordsman, the black mist pondered for half a second before asking—

What is your relationship with her?

Faced with the black mist's question, Jiang Shaoguang clicked his tongue at him without changing his expression, "What, trying to trick me into telling you? What does it matter whether you know or not about my relationship with her?"

"Of course."

Black Mist's face was cold, and his spiritual energy was quietly surging within his body.

However, on the surface, he maintained the appearance of talking to the other party, and his tone was as calm as usual: "I don't think it is a wise move for you to go against Yin Sha for a mere Transcendent Stage female cultivator."

“That female cultivator is a target of our Yin Sha sect. You should think this through, sir.”

The implication was that Jiang Shaoguang was being threatened not to meddle in other people's business.

If possible, Black Mist did not want to actually confront the black-robed swordsman in front of him head-on. He had not yet fully understood the opponent's strange and unpredictable black and white array diagram, and his strongest combatant, Bloodthirst, was currently unconscious.

Even in a two-on-one situation, he doesn't have much of a chance of winning.

If they could verbally threaten Jiang Shaoguang and find an opportunity to take Sha Xue away, they could wait until the next time to unleash the full force of the Ten Fiends. If they could directly kill the female cultivator and take the little girl away, that would be even better.

If we were to encounter Jiang Shaoguang again, all ten of us would be able to attack together without fear of how much trouble this black-robed swordsman could cause!

No matter how strong he is, he can't possibly be a match for that prince, right?

It was at this moment that Jiang Shaoguang suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The laughter grew louder and louder.

Under the tranquil night sky, only Jiang Shaoguang's laughter echoed through the alleyways.

His laughter was so unrestrained, so genuine, that it didn't seem like mockery or sarcasm, but rather a genuine amusement at what the black mist had said.

A fierce killing intent flashed in Leng Dao's eyes. He glared at Jiang Shaoguang with some annoyance, and his throat felt like it was full of sand, as he let out a hoarse and stoic roar.

What are you laughing at!?

"I?"

Jiang Shaoguang's smile hadn't faded yet; he pointed at himself, his body trembling.

He burst into laughter again, which lasted for about half a minute, before he came to his senses and wiped away the tears that involuntarily welled up in the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

"I'm so sorry, but your companion, yes, the one who looks like a sickly person, said something that really made me laugh."

He waved his hand apologetically, looking at the two men, Hei Wu and Leng Dao, who were completely unaware of what Jiang Shaoguang was mocking.

The blond swordsman gradually straightened his expression, but an extremely eerie smile inexplicably appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That was genuine mockery, the kind of mockery that mocks the ignorant and foolish pronouncements of the uninformed.

"I'm sorry, but I have thought it through very clearly. Going against Yin Sha is my choice, and bringing the three of you here to protect that girl is also my choice."

"However, there is one thing I want to correct."

On the silver blade, black and white spiritual light intertwined, and the sharp tip of the blade pierced through the dark void in front of it, revealing a black and white circular array.

Where the sword points, the Tai Chi symbol appears.

The spiritual energy surged forth in endless waves, and the meridians within the body surged incessantly.

He finally stopped putting on that lazy look, and his eyes shone brightly.

The warning words were deeply imprinted in the ears of Black Mist and Cold Blade.

"The one who needs to think things through is not me, but you Yin Sha."

“I believe you don’t want to know—who you’re currently working against.”

This statement came out.

The black mist and cold blades were all silent.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing an incredibly complex expression in the other's eyes.

Jiang Shaoguang's words sounded rather alarmist.

the reason is simple--

"Are you threatening us, Yin Sha, in return? Do you know that even the capital city can't do anything to us? How dare you, a mere junior, threaten us?"

Leng Dao simply did not believe that Jiang Shaoguang's backing was greater than that of the capital.

In the Desolate Sky Domain, apart from the Lantian Empire and the Northern Ice Palace, what other major forces are there that can be called powerful?

The Great Wilderness Sect? The Azure Sea Pavilion? Those sects may seem powerful to others, but compared to the vast Lantian Empire, and the capital city at the heart of the empire, what are they?

Even the capital city couldn't do anything about Yin Sha, so how could Jiang Shaoguang dare to threaten them?

"Your Excellency, your words sound rather mysterious."

Black Mist also didn't believe Jiang Shaoguang's words. Rather than agreeing with him, he preferred to believe that Jiang Shaoguang was using words to try to sway them.

The most lethal tactic is to win hearts and minds.

At this moment, even the most rational Black Mist believes that Jiang Shaoguang is faking it, and Leng Dao suddenly feels more confident.

He turned to look at the black mist and shouted sharply, "Black Mist, let's all attack together and kill this brat!"

“Those two punches he landed on the groin just now must have consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. The reason he’s saying these things to mislead us is obviously to buy himself enough time to recover.”

Leng Dao let out a cold snort, looking at Jiang Shaoguang with an expression that seemed to see through everything, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Black Mist no longer hesitated. In his view, the Tai Chi formation could not possibly be perfect. He had blocked two earth-shaking punches from the Blood Demon, and his spiritual energy must have been greatly depleted.