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The first time encountering such a bizarre phenomenon, Xiang Xueer also found it quite strange. However, trees are not human; they cannot attack for no reason. What on earth is going on?
While she was puzzled, the stones around her began to stir, gradually lifting off the ground and surrounding her tightly, spinning continuously.
No way, could it be a ghost? As Xiang Xueer dodged the attacks, her keen eyes scanned the surroundings incessantly, feeling increasingly annoyed after a while.
Such a foolish attack. Xiang Xueer impatiently stopped dodging, pulled out an AK-47, knelt on one knee, gathered her energy, and concentrated all the magic power within her into the gun's muzzle. A jet of black flame erupted forth with tremendous force as she shouted, "Exorcism Essence: Break Demon Lock Soul Snatch!"
Boom! The entire mountain before her trembled violently, dust swirling into the air. In no time, the small mountain was flattened, and the sparks scattered in the sky were exceptionally dazzling.
This astonished her; when she previously used the Five-Character Formula, it didn't seem to have such great power. It appears that the increase in power is due to the magic energy within her body.
Hmph, take that for playing tricks. Xiang Xueer's red pupils narrowed into thin lines. Before she could react, two sharp tree branches rushed toward her from the dust ahead. With a whoosh, she couldn't evade in time and felt a cut on her left arm.
"Tch!" Xiang Xueer’s eye twitched slightly. She thought she had settled things but unexpectedly found an ambush. She touched the wound on her arm; fortunately, it wasn't deep and wasn't too serious.
As the dust settled, the branches and stones that had fallen to the ground began to float back into the air. This infuriated Xiang Xueer; these were lifeless objects—how could they fly and attack on their own? There must be someone controlling these objects from the shadows.
"Come out! Stop playing tricks!" Xiang Xueer shouted angrily. Sure enough, after a short while, from the remnants of the mountain emerged a mysterious figure cloaked in black.
Masked Man? No, wait; it seemed smaller in stature. Moreover, this person's face was half-covered by their hood and did not wear a mask. They stood opposite Xiang Xueer as if assessing her.
"Exorcism Essence? You are an Exorcist?" The mysterious person muttered to themselves as their hands emerged from beneath the cloak before slowly lowering their hood.
Before her stood a woman in her twenties or thirties, with her hair styled in a bun and long strands cascading casually by her ears. She had slightly upturned enchanting eyes, a high nose bridge, and fair skin, resembling a woman from an ethnic minority. The only distinctive feature was that her left eye was blue while her right eye was a mysterious dark blue.
"Mixed blood?" Xiang Xueer was taken aback and couldn't help but admire how beautiful the woman was. The different colored eyes looked even more mysterious and seductive. She furrowed her brows and asked, "Who are you?"
The woman tilted her head, looking at Xiang Xueer's red eyes, and murmured to herself, "Strange, aren't you a Witch? Why are you using Exorcism Essence?"
"Who told you I'm a Witch? I'm human, not a Witch! This is infuriating! That shameless Feng Qingyang must be spreading rumors about me everywhere!" Xiang Xueer fumed at the mention of him. "What the hell? Just because I have a bit of Witch's magic in my body and my eyes turned red, you assume I'm a Witch? Your eyes are blue too! Why doesn't anyone call you a demon?"
"Ah?" The woman was momentarily stunned, then a smile slowly crept onto her lips as she loosened the black cloak tied at her chest. Her voluptuous figure was adorned in sparkling clothes with beads, and she wore a crop top that revealed her belly—quite avant-garde for this era.
"You... who exactly are you?" Xiang Xueer stared at her stomach as the woman waved her hand lightly. Instantly, the stones and tree trunks surrounding her fell to the ground like kites with their strings cut.
As the woman walked towards Xiang Xueer with one hand on her hip, resembling a model strutting down a T-shaped runway, she announced, "Saint Ten's fifth: Sikong Xueyi."
Xiang Xueer couldn't help but widen her eyes. No way! The stunning beauty before her was actually one of the top experts of Saint Ten? So young and female—truly remarkable! No wonder she could effortlessly manipulate objects from afar.
Sikong Xueyi tilted her head and surveyed Xiang Xueer, asking, "What did you say about Feng Qingyang? Is that old man saying something unpleasant again?"
"Unpleasant? He's downright stubborn!" Xiang Xueer began to vent her frustrations. "I've explained it a hundred times already! It's not my fault I look like this; that perverted Witch injected magic into my body! Besides, I haven't killed anyone or committed any crimes. I don't know why he can't stand me and insists I'm a Witch. He accidentally killed Heart Demon and broke the last seal; when that Demon Lord came out, he didn't deal with Fire Rat and Wolf King himself but blamed me instead! It's so unfair!"
"Pfft!" Sikong Xueyi covered her mouth as she listened and burst into laughter, repeatedly slapping her thigh. "Hahaha, that's right! That old stubborn man really has that temperament—never admits his mistakes and loves to blame others."
"Exactly! Just because I have magic in my body, he insists I'm a Witch. I've never seen such a paranoid old man! If one day he accidentally steps in dog poop, does that make him dog poop?" Xiang Xueer ranted wildly, causing Sikong Xueyi to laugh so hard that tears streamed down her face. "Oh my goodness, you're such an interesting girl; you've made me laugh to death!"
Sikong Xueyi reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head. "I don't think you're a bad person. If what you said is true, I might let you go this time, but there's a condition!"
Condition? Xiang Xueer frowned and asked, "What do you mean? Were you really planning to kill me just now?"
"That was the plan." She turned around and picked up the black cloak from the ground. With a swish, she flipped it over, revealing that the inside was actually blue, with two large characters written on it: Saint Ten.
Indeed, it looked just like the one seen in the Exorcist specialty shop, but this was a genuine Holy Ten Cloak. Sikong Xueyi put on the cloak and glanced toward Sky Beyond Mountain. "No matter what your appearance is, as long as you have good intentions and take it upon yourself to save the Common People, then you shouldn't care about others' opinions or slander."
Xiang Xueer felt a ripple in her heart; this woman's words made her feel a sense of relief. That's right, why should she care about others' views? I, Xiang Xueer, am Xiang Xueer. No matter what color these eyes are, I am who I am.
Xiang Xueer nodded gratefully at Sikong Xueyi, a smile appearing on her face. Suddenly, she realized something; perhaps because of her eyes, she had added quite a bit of trouble to herself in the past. Only those who have experienced similar feelings would say such words.
She elegantly turned to leave, the blue cloak with Saint Ten written on it shining brilliantly in the sky. Yes, this is what I aspire to be—Holy Ten Exorcists. Xiang Xueer untangled her heart and called out to her back, "Thank you!"
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