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

The cherry-haired girl did not answer Bai Yun, but just stared at her silently.

That gaze, as cold as a night's chill, stirred a wave of displeasure in Bai Yun's heart. This displeasure was undisguised and surfaced on her cheeks. She leaned forward slightly and then raised a cold smile.

"In that case, I'll mercifully give you two choices—"

She held up one finger and said gently, "First, you must leave the academy for three days, and from then on, never appear in my sight again."

"The second one~"

She then extended her index finger, her tone suddenly turning serious.

"I will personally see you off."

……

The slight ferocity that appeared on that delicate face so close to hers caught Fan Luo Kui's eye. She was all too familiar with this kind of obsessive madness; as a former captain of the trial team, she had seen too many people like this.

Therefore, Bai Yun's so-called threat did not pose any psychological pressure to her.

Her face never seemed to show the slightest fear. The cherry-haired girl gripped the scabbard in her left hand, her pale golden pupils coldly meeting Bai Yun's gaze.

Her cherry teeth parted slightly, and her cold words echoed throughout the courtyard.

What if I say no?

In an instant.

Countless sharp swords were drawn, and several female cultivators from the Three Heavens Academy, all at the Transcendental Stage, surrounded Fan Luo Kui. Their immense spiritual energy coalesced into a terrifying pressure, slamming into the seemingly frail body of the cherry-haired girl.

At the very center where the blades and swords were pointing, Fan Luo Kui felt her body suddenly sink – the pressure from the spiritual energy gathered by so many cultivators was not something that could be easily ignored.

Bai Yun licked her lips, smiling as she looked at Fan Luokui, who was now like a fish on a chopping board, and said with a smile, "I don't think Miss Fan has any ability to refuse~"

"Is that so..."

Fan Luokui smiled faintly and quickly gripped the hilt of Shuangkui's knife with her right hand.

Bai Yun frowned, as if she had realized something. Her spiritual energy surged rapidly, and she stepped on the ground with her right foot, instantly floating several meters backward, widening the distance between herself and Fan Luo Kui.

In that instant, she felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and she also considered that in such a desperate situation, Fan Luokui might very well attack her.

As long as she is threatened, Fan Luokui naturally has the ability to leave this place.

But how could Bai Yun not know such a simple and easy-to-understand principle? Therefore, the moment Fan Luokui gripped the knife in his right hand, she quickly distanced herself from Fan Luokui.

As long as precautions are taken beforehand, Fan Luokui's knife will never be able to...

hiss--

There was a tearing sound, like something was being ripped apart.

Bai Yun's beautiful eyes widened, and suddenly a huge tear appeared in her gorgeous blue feather dress, revealing her snow-white abdomen.

That was a cut made by the blade.

There seemed to be a few ice shards spreading in all directions from the crack...

"Don't move."

The cherry-haired girl's merciless words echoed in my ears.

Fan Luokui remained standing in the same spot, but Shuangkui had already drawn a small section of its sheath.

She stared silently at Bai Yun and said coldly, "At this distance, my knife can still touch your neck. If you move again, I can't guarantee that your body will be safe."

Standing about ten meters away, Bai Yun was stunned when she heard Fan Luo Kui's words. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead, but she forced a smile onto her face.

"What are you talking about? This distance..."

Bai Yun saw Fan Luo Kui slightly pull her knife upwards for a fleeting moment.

But before the sword was even drawn, Fan Luokui put the Frost Sunflower sword back into its sheath.

In the blink of an eye, a flash of light appeared—the willow tree behind Bai Yun was cut in half at the waist, and only after that did she hear the sound of the blade being drawn and cutting through the air.

I can't see it.

With Bai Yun's sharp eyesight, she couldn't even see Fan Luo Kui's knife...

The two women were at roughly the same level of cultivation, and Bai Yun's cultivation level was even a few points higher than Fan Luo Kui's. However, even though they were ten meters apart, she still couldn't see Fan Luo Kui's knife-wielding movements.

This... shouldn't have happened to her.

Now, everything has been reversed.

Fan Luokui, who should have been forced to make a choice, now posed a threat to Bai Yun.

And it is...

A threat from ten meters away.

54. Zhan Mo: This silly woman is such a terrible teammate.

Bai Yun dared not move.

At least for now, even at a distance of ten meters, the blade that should not have touched her was threatening her life—she dared not move an inch.

Her fair face turned pale with a hint of panic. Bai Yun held her breath and quietly clenched her hands into fists.

She wasn't without means to escape, but the cost would be too high for her, and there were many people present. Although they were all her servants, she didn't want to trust people's hearts too much, and exposing her secret would only bring harm and no benefit.

That being said—

Within her line of sight, the striking figure of the cherry-haired girl dressed in a red and white shrine maiden outfit truly displeased Bai Yun, especially her eyes that seemed to have no fear of anything in the world, which was practically a provocation to her.

Those self-proclaimed geniuses I've encountered before would have shown some degree of panic at this point...

But Fan Luo Kui didn't. In her pale golden eyes, there was nothing but a chilling, biting wind.

"Are you threatening me?"

Bai Yun stared intently at Fan Luo Kui and took a deep breath.

The cherry-haired girl's hand remained on the hilt of her sword, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as she met Bai Yun's gaze indifferently: "To be honest, you should be the one who threatened me first."

“I don’t think it was a joke.”

That was definitely not a joke.

Bai Yun's gaze shifted away from Fan Luo Kui for a moment, her right hand quietly behind her back, and the spiritual energy within her body flowed very slowly and carefully.

She spoke again, this time with more confidence in her tone:

"I'm not trying to be mean, Miss Fan, but you should use your brain. Do you really think you can threaten me with your knife?"

A very obvious attempt to divert attention—

Faced with Bai Yun's question, Fan Luokui narrowed her eyes, and then her right hand trembled slightly.

A gust of wind swept past Bai Yun's side, startling her so much that her right hand, which she had been deliberately hiding behind her back, trembled, and the spiritual energy technique she had gathered almost collapsed.

She had intended to use that skill to counter Fan Luokui's blade, which was so fast it was invisible to the naked eye. If she could stop one of Fan Luokui's attacks, her servants would have a chance to get close to Fan Luokui, and then it would be uncertain who would threaten whom.

But Fan Luo Kui's sudden drawing of her sword was clearly telling Bai Yun—

It makes no sense.

"I suggest you don't try anything funny." Fan Luokui's tone was devoid of any emotion, just like when she used to interrogate criminals: "I know what you're thinking—"

This declaration, which seemed to be a statement to Bai Yun that "I have seen through you," unsurprisingly aroused Bai Yun's dissatisfaction.

What is this...?

...This kind of statement makes it seem as if one is in complete control.

Bai Yun, who was already quite jealous of Fan Luo Kui, flashed annoyance on her cheeks and lowered her voice:

"Miss Fan, do you really think that by hurting me here, you can leave unscathed?"

“I didn’t think that way,” Fan Luokui replied frankly. “But I believe you wouldn’t want to get hurt.”

"you……"

Bai Yun glared angrily at Fan Luo Kui, the words of cursing her ancestors were on the tip of her tongue, but she held back for the sake of saving face.

Fan Luokui, on the other hand, remained as calm as ice.

"Let me go, and don't bother me again—on this condition, I can promise I won't hurt you."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yun sneered: "In these three days at the academy, no one has ever been able to threaten me and then escape unscathed. Do you know which sect I come from, or which families and sects I have had close ties with?"

She simply brought out her background and connections, which she was so proud of.

“Even the sect leader of the Three Heavens Academy’s Second Gate has to show me respect. Miss Fan… if you get out of the Three Heavens Academy now, I can pretend that nothing happened what you said or did today.”

This is turning around and blackmailing Fan Luokui.

After hearing her words, the cherry-haired girl remained silent for a few seconds, then sighed as if she couldn't understand.

"I still don't understand..."

Fan Luo Kui was genuinely confused: "Why do you want me to leave the academy after we've never met before, and I've only been here for the first day? I don't remember having any grudges against you..."

"Do you need a reason to hate someone?" Bai Yun didn't care about what Fan Luokui said at all: "I just haven't had any good feelings towards you since the first day you arrived."

"……I see."

Fan Luokui's expression was slightly downcast.

—So that's why she makes such a bad first impression... I guess I should ask my teacher more questions about this in the future.

So, does that mean my first impression on my third senior brother and the others wasn't actually that good?

I need to pay more attention to this in the future...

Completely unaware of what jealousy was, Fan Luokui breathed a sigh of relief. Even with Bai Yun bringing up her connections and background, Fan Luokui remained unmoved.

“Miss Bai, I have no resentment towards you. Although I don’t quite understand the reason, things have come to this point, and I still hope you can let me leave.”

"Otherwise, I don't know which inch of your skin my knife will injure."

Bai Yun gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Fan Luo Kui: "Didn't you hear what I just said?! You hurt me here, and things won't be so easy for you in the future."

"Although it sounds strange for me to say this... well—I do have some connections and backgrounds, though not many, but at least I won't be affected by those families and sects you mentioned."

He didn't say this just to scare Bai Yun.