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She wasn't injured at all!
Chen Anlin looked at them and scoffed. These people had no idea that the core of the formation within the sect had not been destroyed at all! Allowing them to enter was simply a way to catch them off guard!
"Kid, what are you laughing at?" The Azure Lotus Demoness asked, intrigued by Chen Anlin's demeanor.
"I'm laughing because you probably have no idea how badly you're losing. No one wants you, so you have to resort to stealing men," Chen Anlin replied with a hint of melancholy.
The Azure Lotus Demoness, who had been smiling brightly, suddenly froze, her expression twisting in anger.
"I'll turn you into a human pillow!" she shouted, charging at Chen Anlin with a face full of resentment.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a sharp sword pierced through the air as an elder wielding a long sword stepped protectively in front of Chen Anlin. This man was the Third Elder of the Hundred Flowers Sect, a practitioner of third-tier cultivation. As soon as he made his move, he unleashed a series of fierce sword techniques.
The Azure Lotus Demoness had initially thought that these high-ranking elders were all injured and only at fifty percent of their peak strength. Little did she know that as soon as the elder struck, his formidable swordplay left her unable to defend herself.
"Damn it! Old Hehuan, didn't you say they were all injured? Why is this one perfectly fine?!"
The Azure Lotus Demoness retaliated fiercely, cursing as she found an opening.
"Maybe there are still a few left uninjured. It doesn't matter; they only have one intact while the rest are definitely wounded. The advantage is still on our side," Old Hehuan replied dismissively.
The Blood Demon smiled and said, "Yes, the advantage is still on our side. The female cultivators here are all high quality; they would make perfect blood slaves for me."
"Blood Demon! It's you! You killed three female disciples from my sect!" Yang Bingyi recognized him instantly.
When she was still an elder, she had pursued the Blood Demon for three months but ultimately failed to capture him.
"Haha, Yang Bingyi! You remember me! But I'm not the same anymore; I won't be running away from you this time. As for you, your strength has declined, hasn't it?" The Blood Demon taunted as he brandished his Nine-Sectioned Blade and lunged at Yang Bingyi. "You will become my blood slave!"
Pfft!
In an instant, Yang Bingyi unleashed her Thousand Cold Iron Needles, piercing through his heart and creating a large hole.
The Blood Demon's smile twisted into a grimace. "Ah!" After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he could no longer hold on and fell straight to the ground.
Bang!
After hitting the ground, the Blood Demon cursed loudly, "She wasn't injured at all!"
At the side of the Azure Lotus Demoness, she let out a terrible scream as one of her jade-like arms, as delicate as a lotus root, was severed and sent flying.
At the same time, two other third-grade elders charged towards the Elder of Harmony.
"How come none of you are hurt?!" Elder of Harmony exclaimed, a hint of panic creeping into his voice.
He had dared to attack here because he believed the higher-ups were injured, but to his surprise, each one of them appeared vigorous and full of life.
Suddenly, an ominous premonition washed over him, and he turned to flee.
However, escaping was not so easy.
Yang Bingyi called out sharply, and in an instant, the formation activated.
This was the protective mountain formation of the Hundred Flowers Sect; even if tens of thousands were to assault this place, they would not be able to break through in a short time.
Elder of Harmony squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, "Do you think I only have these tricks up my sleeve? Hmph! You lot, it’s time to take action."
He attempted to communicate with some insiders within the Hundred Flowers Sect.
To his dismay, there was no response at all.
"Stop resisting; your insiders have just been dealt with by me personally," Chen Anlin said with a smile.
Elder of Harmony's heart sank once more.
At this moment, the people from the Hundred Flowers Sect ceased their chatter and four third-grade experts launched a frenzied attack.
After losing an arm, the Azure Lotus Demoness was at her wits' end; she realized that continuing like this would surely lead to her death. Thus, she set her sights on Chen Anlin.
This Chen Anlin was a high-ranking official in the court and favored by the Empress; taking him hostage might be a viable plan.
As she charged towards him, Chen Anlin remained calm and said, "Sister Dou'er, you've worked hard; just take her down directly to avoid any prolonged troubles."
Behind him, Yang Dou stepped forward expressionlessly.
Boom!
In that moment, Yang Dou no longer concealed her power; a powerful third-grade aura surged forth.
The Azure Lotus Demoness was taken aback; she hadn’t expected there to be another third-grade expert here—how could she possibly contend with that?
She turned to flee, shouting, "Old man, save me! Ah!"
Yang Dou moved swiftly; in mere moments, her sword pierced through the demoness's neck, and soon after, her head flew off.
On Blood Demon’s side, he grew increasingly anxious as two fourth-grade experts surrounded him and were quickly pierced by errant blades.
Meanwhile, Elder of Harmony faced the onslaught from Yang Bingyi and the third elder.
Seeing his two companions killed, his beard trembled with rage; without further ado, he took out a long cloak and draped it over himself. In an instant, his figure vanished completely.
This was his treasure known as the Shadowless Garment; when worn, it not only rendered him invisible but also erased his presence entirely.
With this treasure in hand, he was confident he could take his time playing with these people. It was the Shadowless Garment, discovered in an ancient tomb, and later said to have been taken by the members of the Taiping Sect. Little did anyone expect it to end up in this guy's possession.
Just after Yang Bingyi finished speaking, Chen Anlin suddenly transmitted a message: "Sect Master, it's behind you to the side."
Yang Bingyi's ears perked up in surprise. How did Chen Anlin know? However, she understood that he wouldn't make such a statement without reason. Without wasting any time, she turned and struck out with her palm.
In an instant, a ripple appeared in the air as the Elder of Harmony emerged from behind her. The Elder was momentarily stunned, unable to comprehend how Yang Bingyi had detected him.
With a pained cry, he was sent flying back, the Shadowless Garment on him visibly damaged and unable to conceal him any longer. "My Shadowless Garment! Damn it, how did you find me?!"
Before the Elder could finish his words, three elders rushed in to attack. In a panic, the Elder of Harmony tried to defend himself, but Yang Bingyi was already upon him again.
She even used the Thousand Cold Iron Needles, specifically targeting his hidden spots, which infuriated the Elder of Harmony as he cursed loudly.
Pfft!
Finally, he could no longer withstand the assault and was pierced by several needles, collapsing straight to the ground without a breath left in him. What a pity; this Shadowless Garment was ruined.
Yang Bingyi looked at the damaged garment and shook her head slightly. Chen Anlin approached quietly; this Shadowless Garment was indeed a valuable item.
"I'll take the Shadowless Garment and see if I can repair it later," he said.
The others didn't think much of it; they all owed their escape to Chen Anlin, so the elders smiled broadly and assured everyone that there was nothing to worry about.
From there on, things became simple. With the three members of the Taiping Sect dealt with, the remaining foes were quickly dispatched as well. The task of cleaning up the battlefield was left to the members of the Baihua Sect while he returned to his residence to examine the two treasures he had acquired this time: Zhang Xiaoli's small blue vial and the Shadowless Garment.
After acquiring the small blue vial and channeling his soul power into it, he inspected its interior. It functioned similarly to a storage bag, containing several dozens of spirit herbs and a drop of spirit liquid.
Aside from that were some personal items belonging to Zhang Xiaoli, which were of little use and were promptly discarded by him. The energy within that spirit liquid was quite violent—definitely a good find.
Chen Anlin's eyes lit up with excitement. Later that evening, he made his way to Yang Bingyi's residence.
He came over, intending to take his leave.
As he thought about leaving this unique woman, Chen Anlin felt a twinge of regret. He wondered if their next meeting would be as pleasant, or if she would even be willing to see him again.
"Master, I plan to take it tomorrow," Chen Anlin sighed and moved closer to Yang Bingyi.
The warmth of his presence made Yang Bingyi feel a bit strange. She instinctively said, "Close the door first."
"Oh."
After he closed the door, Yang Bingyi said, "Sit."
"Sit??"
Chen Anlin was taken aback.
He had indeed come over with that intention in mind; after all, he wasn't like the protagonist who was overly reserved. However, he never expected Yang Bingyi to suggest that so directly.
Wasn't that a bit sudden?
But since the Master had said so, he asked, "Master, are we really going to...?"
"I meant for you to sit on the chair. What were you thinking??"
Seeing the hopeful look in Chen Anlin's eyes, Yang Bingyi's cheeks flushed red. She thought to herself how this guy's mind seemed to wander inappropriately; it was quite embarrassing.
"Oh, you meant for me to sit down! I misunderstood."
"You really are something."
Yang Bingyi realized she had been teased again and asked, "So you're leaving tomorrow?"
"Yes, once everything here is settled," Chen Anlin sighed again. "To be honest, Master, I'm starting to feel a bit reluctant to leave you."
"What do you mean by reluctant? Really now."
Although Yang Bingyi said this, she felt a surge of joy in her heart. For some reason, she was particularly pleased.
Suddenly, she thought of something and said, "But about what happens between us, don't go around saying it, okay??"
"Then Master, you have to fulfill your promise from before." Chen Anlin didn’t sit down but leaned closer to Yang Bingyi again.
Yang Bingyi swallowed hard. "What promise?"
"The one you mentioned—when we're bored, we would do things together..."
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