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

"Senior brother, be careful!"

The character "心" (heart) falls.

Wang Xiaomo stepped into the darkness, his body and the giant axe disappearing into the extreme blackness, rushing towards Gu Xingzhuo at an extremely terrifying speed.

But Zhang Ruoxue was a martial arts cultivator who specialized in physical cultivation. With a deep shout, she pushed off the ground with both feet, her figure turning into lightning, and suddenly blocked Gu Xingzhuo's way. Her palms were slightly bent, and at a certain moment, her arms and palms exerted force at the same time!

hum~

The ripples rose and fell in layers, and the black blade that had been slashing horizontally stopped just centimeters from Zhang Ruoxue's palm, while Zhang Ruoxue's ten fingers were tightly gripping the sharp axe blade.

Hiss--

Zhang Ruoxue's palms emitted a steaming aura of blood. She gritted her teeth, and blood vapor overflowed from the orifices of her arms. With a sudden sinking of her feet, she flung Wang Xiaomo, along with his axe, away with her bare hands.

The woman, with a cold and indifferent expression, gracefully spun several times in mid-air, dissipating the force while stepping on the back of the axe blade with one foot, using the blade as a buffer to plunge it into the ground.

After leaving a ten-meter-long trench in the scorched soil, Wang Xiaomo silently kicked the axe handle, causing the massive axe to flip over and be gripped correctly again.

"Ha ha……"

Zhang Ruoxue took a few deep breaths, looked at Wang Xiaomo who seemed to be in complete control, and shook her slightly numb left hand.

—The power of that axe strike just now…is almost on par with the minor completion stage of the Void Realm.

With Zhang Ruoxue's current cultivation level, which is barely at the entry level of the Void Realm... it's still a bit of a stretch.

"I never expected to encounter such a formidable enemy right after emerging from the hellish trials of the Great Wilderness Heavenly Flame..."

Zhang Ruoxue shook her hand and glanced back at Gu Xingzhuo.

She calmed herself down, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "Although I don't know who this person is to my senior brother, she doesn't seem to have explained why she plans to join the Demon Dynasty."

"So now..."

Zhang Ruoxue didn't finish her sentence.

Gu Xingzhuo nodded, suppressing his confusion for the moment, and said calmly, "I know..."

With a flick of his right hand, an ink brush appeared before him. His spiritual energy transformed into ink, which flowed slowly from his palm, surrounding Gu Xingzhuo and forming a stream of ink.

"Subdue her first... then ask her what I want to know."

Gu Xingzhuo is not an emotional person; in terms of rationality, he is perhaps much more rational than Jiang Yuetian.

Because he had very few emotions, he was expressionless most of the time... and indeed looked no different from a dead person.

He did indeed die once.

But now... his emotions were unusually stirred, and he understood that now was not the time to act on impulse.

Let's deal with the immediate problem first, then we can tackle other things!

At this moment, Gu Xingzhuo and Zhang Ruoxue reached an agreement.

The two exchanged a glance, and then simultaneously activated their spiritual energy.

"..."

Wang Xiaomo's lips didn't even move. She brandished the giant axe in her hand, filled with chilling killing intent, and stepped on the demonic energy, charging forward fiercely.

Zhang Ruoxue grinned, clenched her fists, and shook them downwards with all her might. The arm armor that had not been used for a long time shone with a dazzling red light.

Bang bang bang!

Scorching flames enveloped Zhang Ruoxue, a blood-red outer garment draped over her body, and blood energy overflowed from her internal orifices.

Suddenly, the leaping flames contracted at an extremely fast speed, completely adhering to Zhang Ruoxue's skin, ultimately leaving a pure white streamlined mark on each of her limbs.

—The flames transformed by spiritual energy are condensed again into something resembling a rune array, and then combined with one's own physical body.

This was the method that Dahuang Tianyan gave her, because Zhang Ruoxue was going to take an extremely extreme path of body cultivation.

Facing the black axe rushing towards her again, Zhang Ruoxue was not afraid at all and threw a punch!

boom!

The ripples generated by pure power even distorted the colors in one's vision, and the demonic energy on the massive black axe was blasted away with a single punch.

Wang Xiaomo staggered back several steps before barely managing to steady herself—Zhang Ruoxue's sudden punch had taken her somewhat by surprise.

Even so, she was only slightly surprised, which did not stop her from continuing to kill the two people in front of her.

In terms of cultivation level, she was far superior to Zhang Ruoxue.

Of course.

A somber palm strike.

Zhang Ruoxue rushed over swiftly—an invisible palm strike came, and although Wang Xiaomo couldn't see it with the naked eye, he could sense the mystery and terror within this palm strike.

She instinctively tried to dodge, but her feet froze—the ground beneath her feet was already stained with ink, and hundreds of floating ink characters were wrapping around her feet.

So that's how it is—one person takes the lead, and the other assists.

Wang Xiaomo immediately understood. She made a hand seal with her left hand, and a dark ring exploded around her. The giant axe also spun around and blocked her way.

The explosion of the dark ring shattered the ink, and the spinning giant axe blocked Zhang Ruoxue's palm strike in the next instant, but the immense force still sent Wang Xiaomo flying.

"Senior brother."

Zhang Ruoxue had no intention of giving Wang Xiaomo a chance to breathe.

How could Gu Xingzhuo not understand Zhang Ruoxue's thoughts? He quickly flicked out an extremely long and narrow stream of ink, and then pulled out a blank scroll from thin air with his left hand. Holding the brush, he drew upon his spiritual energy and drew three strokes to create a painting.

The long, narrow stream of ink resembled a flying sword. Zhang Ruoxue leaped forward, stepping onto the ink, and rushed towards Wang Xiaomo, who was still in mid-air and had no time to adjust his posture.

The iron fist, burning with pale flames, slammed down on Wang Xiaomo's head. Wang Xiaomo still tried to use the magic weapon, the giant axe, to block it, but a magnificent and vast landscape painting suddenly appeared above his head.

Surrounded by mountains, with clear waters and blue skies, this vast expanse is truly a place for humankind.

As soon as the landscape painting appeared, Wang Xiaomo's spiritual energy was suppressed for a short time, and her movements paused. It was at this moment that Zhang Ruoxue's fist arrived.

boom!

A blinding pillar of fire exploded, and Zhang Ruoxue's all-out attack struck Wang Xiaomo's face without any hindrance.

The demonic aura protecting Wang Xiaomo shattered, and even the giant axe in his hand flew out, falling from mid-air like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a terrifying crater tens of meters wide.

At the same time, Zhang Ruoxue landed from mid-air.

She clapped her hands and looked back at Gu Xingzhuo with great satisfaction.

Their teamwork was absolutely perfect.

After all, they spent twenty years in that terrifying trial of the Great Wilderness Flame... Fighting side by side for so long, it's impossible not to have some tacit understanding.

With just a glance from Zhang Ruoxue, Gu Xingzhuo could know what this girl was thinking—it had reached that level.

"Then, now..."

Just as Zhang Ruoxue was preparing to interrogate Wang Xiaomo, she discovered that there was no one left in the pit, and even the black, single-edged giant axe in the distance had slowly disappeared from sight.

Her lips twitched, and she slowly exhaled.

"She got away..."

"Yeah...it seems like they've realized that taking on two opponents at once isn't going to work."

Zhang Ruoxue's punch just now did cause Wang Xiaomo a lot of trouble. Moreover, with Gu Xingzhuo there, he was able to perfectly restrain Wang Xiaomo's movements. It was clear that Wang Xiaomo alone was not enough to break through the two Void Realm experts who were working together so well.

Escaping temporarily is indeed the best option.

"..."

Zhang Ruoxue turned around and looked at her fourth senior brother.

For some reason, the white-haired boy's face was tinged with a complex expression that was hard to describe.

This was the first time in all these years that she had seen Gu Xingzhuo like this.

This time, it was all because of a guy from the Demon Dynasty who suddenly appeared.

She took a deep breath, then put her hands on her hips and spoke, seemingly with some dissatisfaction—

"So, could you explain briefly who that woman was?"

"Senior Brother Gu?"

9. Suddenly, another connection has appeared here...

"Who is he to me...?"

Half of his face, charred beyond recognition by the flames, slowly healed with a surge of demonic energy. The charred skin gradually faded, replaced by new-looking buds of flesh.

The woman with long, black hair reaching her waist was panting heavily, one hand supporting herself on a thick tree trunk beside her. Her previously lifeless eyes vaguely reflected the shocked expression of the white-haired boy.

That person's appearance... seems familiar... but I have no memory of such a person.

illusion?

Hallucination?

Wang Xiaomo didn't know.

Since seeing the white-haired boy, her cold and indifferent face was filled with only doubt and confusion—she rarely maintained an expression for so long.

But this time, she was even a little flustered.

Because someone actually recognized her... Someone knew her as Wang Xiaomo. In the past, since she woke up, she had never met anyone who recognized her.

Gu Xingzhuo was the first.

Wang Xiaomo quietly clenched his fist, standing still amidst the withered dense forest, silently recalling the strange palpitations he had felt when facing Gu Xingzhuo.

And at this very moment—

At the edge of her field of vision, she vaguely sensed the aura of a human cultivator. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be a girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying a medicine book on her back and sweating profusely as she searched for something.

In the past, she would have charged straight in, because as a demon general of the Demon Dynasty and the only general under the Demon Lord, her purpose in life was to slaughter.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt lost. For some reason, she couldn't take a step and just stood there blankly.

Until I heard the voice of a young man again.

"Xiao Mo".