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

Zhang Ruoxue glanced indifferently at Lü Chonghou in the distance, completely abandoning the idea of ​​breaking through the encirclement and beating up the traitor.

She was indeed looking for a breakthrough, but Lu Chonghou probably already realized that since he could control these thousands of Guardian Army corpse puppets, he could also completely surround the area and would not give Zhang Ruoxue any chance to break through.

Since breaking out was not an option, Zhang Ruoxue, with her limited intelligence, couldn't think of any other way.

"Then I'll send your so-called army on its way first, and then I'll deal with you!"

With a sharp, angry shout, Zhang Ruoxue's legs slammed into the ground, and dazzling flames gradually emanated from her arm armor.

The scorching flames transformed into Zhang Ruoxue's outer garment in the blink of an eye, only to be slowly absorbed by her snow-white skin—from her countless orifices, countless streams of blood energy escaped, enveloping her in a rich, scarlet aura.

If anyone had ever seen a martial arts saint guide the Great Dao into their body, they would surely think that Zhang Ruoxue at this moment was almost identical to that posture.

Once the aura of martial arts enters the physical body, it will enhance the body's strength in an extremely terrifying way. Blood Qi transforming into clothing is the most obvious form of enhancement.

However, Zhang Ruoxue is not a saint, and her current posture is not one that has activated the aura of martial arts—this is a martial skill that she comprehended in the Great Wilderness Flame.

A martial art that allows the flames within a magical artifact to strengthen one's physical body.

[Burning oneself]

In an instant.

Zhang Ruoxue disappeared from the spot.

After the girl disappeared from sight, a violent storm was stirred up, with endless wind blades slashing wildly in all directions.

Zhang Ruoxue instantly charged towards a Hulan Army soldier who had turned into a walking corpse, and mercilessly punched him in the head.

With a single punch, the opponent's neck and above turned to ashes without even a splatter of blood.

"Ok?"

Such terrifying power and speed made Lü Chonghou squint his eyes.

But that's all there is to it.

Zhang Ruoxue's figure was impossible to detect with the naked eye; it could only be sensed through spiritual energy—her crushing speed in the endless horde of corpses was astonishing.

One second she stepped forward and crushed the head of a certain corpse puppet, the next instant she delivered a whip kick that swept away the upper body of the corpse puppet diagonally behind her, reducing it to ashes.

Any corpse puppet that she hits will be burned to ashes in the next second.

"You've got some skills."

Lu Chonghou had to admit that Zhang Ruoxue was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.

But it hasn't reached a point where it can threaten him.

As the black thorns attacked, Zhang Ruoxue showed no fear. She met the thorns with her fists, and the scorching flames burned the black thorns, which were formed from demonic energy, to ashes. The flames then continued to burn several corpse puppets to ashes.

The number of corpse puppets decreased rapidly, but Lü Chonghou showed no sign of panic.

And that was indeed the case; he had no reason to panic.

It only took five or six minutes.

The number of corpse puppets has already decreased by half.

However, Zhang Ruoxue's speed in killing enemies had slowed down considerably.

"call……"

The girl's skin had lost much of its vibrant color, and she was breathing heavily, her aura somewhat dejected.

Physical strength is a major problem for humans, let alone for Zhang Ruoxue who is in a state of burning—this state cannot be sustained for long, and now... the elite Guardian Army is very troublesome after turning into corpse puppets, and she simply cannot crush thousands of Guardian Army soldiers in a short period of time.

Once again, sharp black thorns attacked from all directions. Zhang Ruoxue held her breath, gritted her teeth, and immediately took another swift step, using her fist to meet the thorns, then turned around and swept away several corpse puppets rushing forward with a kick.

The blood and energy are slowly decreasing.

Zhang Ruoxue's momentum had shifted from being invincible to being extremely weak.

A few minutes later, another hundred corpse puppets died at her hands. At this moment, Zhang Ruoxue was supporting herself on her knees with her hands, her forehead covered in sweat.

Hundreds of corpse puppets surrounded Zhang Ruoxue—and her spiritual energy was almost depleted.

Lu Chonghou sneered, "It seems your time has come to an end."

Zhang Ruoxue did not reply, but instead responded to Lü Chonghou with a cold gaze.

The gaze that seemed to be from a dark abyss startled Lü Chonghou. He snorted coldly, then waved his hand, giving an order to the remaining hundreds of corpse puppets.

Kill Zhang Ruoxue!

A sky full of black thorns, a darkness that blots out the sun...

An infinitely sharp force descended from the sky, completely enveloping Zhang Ruoxue.

The girl in the center of the darkness clenched her fists tightly.

Of course.

"How pathetic... Are you destined to suffer setbacks? You always make me look so miserable."

A cool, slightly mocking voice echoed across the wasteland.

at the same time--

It was like an arrow piercing the sky, falling on a beam of white light.

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The silver arrows fell like the sun, and as their dazzling light touched the ground, thousands upon thousands of silver rays burst forth in all directions.

When the glistening black thorn touched the silver light, the flesh could see that its surface was pierced by thousands of silver needles. In the blink of an eye, the entire black thorn was riddled with holes and was completely pulverized in the next instant.

Not only that.

Several of the bursts of silver light transformed into short arrows in a very short time. Although they had no arrowheads, they still carried the force of piercing the air and flew accurately toward the heads of the dozens of Guardian Army corpse puppets surrounding Zhang Ruoxue.

Without the slightest deviation, it struck the corpse puppet's brow at the same moment, piercing it mercilessly.

Puff puff puff puff—

In less than half a second, dozens of corpse puppets around Zhang Ruoxue froze and fell to the ground one after another.

Lu Chonghou's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He looked at his corpse puppet soldiers who had died in an instant, and then turned his gaze to a figure that was out of place in the desolate, black, scorched earth not far away.

Zhang Ruoxue also turned around, looking back at someone in disbelief.

A person who also meant a great deal to her.

Her long silver hair swayed in the cold wind, and her black and white maid outfit was unique in the entire world. Her delicate features were full of smiles, her cherry lips were slightly upturned, and her willow eyebrows were raised. She stepped out with her beautiful legs wrapped in white stockings, and in just one step, she appeared in front of Zhang Ruoxue as if the earth had shrunk to an inch.

Looking at Ruoxue, who was staring wide-eyed and with a blank expression, the silver-haired girl chuckled and stretched out her fair and slender hand to pinch Ruoxue's cheek.

Why are you making that face, like you're wondering if you're dreaming? Or are you unhappy to see me?

"what……"

Ye Yuchan stretched the soft flesh on Zhang Ruoxue's cheeks, and only when she felt a slight pain did she realize that the scene in front of her was definitely not a dream.

She paused for a moment, then asked blankly, "Yu Chan...shouldn't you be...in Cangyue City?"

"That's because I'm waiting for some heartless man! But for now—"

Ye Yuchan smiled, her pretty face slightly flushed: "I've been waiting for you."

We've finally gotten here?

...Doesn't that mean...?

Zhang Ruoxue was so shocked she almost jumped up. She grabbed Ye Yuchan's shoulder, her face beaming with excitement: "That old bastard is back?!"

"He's probably dealing with some mess in Shatterwood City right now."

……

For a moment, Zhang Ruoxue's expression showed an indescribable excitement and joy.

Although she hadn't met her old rogue yet, since it was Ye Yuchan who said it, it certainly couldn't be false.

In other words, the man who left more than twenty years ago...

The backbone of Yuntian Academy, the most important person to them—

came back.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruoxue suddenly smiled slightly and clenched her fists for some reason.

Her already dwindling spiritual energy was once again drawn upon. She clenched her fists, making a cracking sound, and turned to the side, looking down at Lü Chonghou, who was standing on the high ground not far away, looking down at the two of them.

She suddenly felt a sense of security, a sense of security that made her no longer confused, hesitant, or worried.

Ye Yuchan seemed to realize that now was not the time to continue chatting. She glanced around, raised an eyebrow, and remarked, "Speaking of which, Ruoxue, you're quite impressive—"

"What heinous thing have you done to provoke so many corpse puppets all at once?"

"Do you think I'm like you, constantly provoking others?" Zhang Ruoxue didn't even glance at Ye Yuchan, but had already assumed a fighting stance with the silver-haired girl beside her: "I was just caught up in the storm."

Ye Yuchan chuckled, silently turning her gaze to Lü Chonghou. She nodded slightly as if she understood, and tentatively asked, "Guardian Army—I mean... this isn't another betrayal, is it?"

Zhang Ruoxue spread her hands and said helplessly, "As you can see, yes."

"How cliché..."

"Yeah, that's so cliché..."

As if they were quite bored, Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue simultaneously revealed mocking smiles.

The target of the mockery was naturally Lü Chonghou, who had betrayed the Guardian Army and the Lantian Empire.

"..."

Noticing their gazes, Lü Chonghou glanced at the silver-haired girl who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield with a grave expression. After sensing the immense spiritual energy contained within her petite body, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He knew he could no longer let the two of them act recklessly.

With a flick of his spear, countless spear flowers appeared in the air as Lü Chonghou descended from the sky, landing in front of the two men. He held the dark, gloomy magic weapon spear that exuded rolling demonic energy, his expression solemn and murderous.

He first glanced at the corpse puppet that had been possessed by a certain demon lord, and found that the corpse puppet had inexplicably fallen to the ground and was not making a sound—in other words, the demon lord's consciousness had probably drifted away to another place.

Lu Chonghou seemed to have sensed something. He frowned and questioned sharply, "Even here, reinforcements have appeared. Could it be that Broken Wood City has received aid from other city-states?"

"Aid? There isn't any." Ye Yuchan smiled and spread her hands: "There's no such thing as reinforcements~ I'm the only one who came here to rescue this girl."