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"Divine Retribution? The revenge of Water Moon Palace? Ha ha, Xue Wushuang, it's a shame that you are still the master of Water Moon Palace and yet you can't even open your eyes to see who in Water Moon Palace can stand against me, Gu Long!"
Laughing wildly, Gu Long spat out these words after hearing Xue Wushuang's remarks. His arrogant demeanor was so brazen that it made Xue Wushuang's teeth itch with rage; she wished she could devour him alive. However, constrained by the large sword around her neck, she could only curse angrily, "Hmph, Gu Long, you treacherous scoundrel! If you have the guts, kill me! Otherwise, even if I die, Xue Wushuang will never help your Heavenly Dragon Sect deal with Yuxu Palace!"
"Do you know how the disciples of Water Moon Palace met their end? With just one word from you, they would lose their lives. Take that one up in the sky for example; if I want to spare her life, she might not die. But if I decide to kill her, it would be as easy as squashing an ant."
Ignoring Xue Wushuang's hateful glare, Gu Long turned his gaze toward Zhao Ziyu's graceful figure in the sky, clearly intending to send this last disciple of Water Moon Palace to her demise as well. This scene instantly sent Xue Wushuang into a frenzy. She channeled all her Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy into her right arm, transforming it into a purple-green sword that shot straight into the heavens.
With a whoosh…
Like fireworks bursting into bloom, when the purple-green Flying Sword ascended into the air, even Gu Long on the ground failed to react in time. It pierced through the chest of a Heavenly Dragon Sect Cultivator standing behind Zhao Ziyu, causing a rain of blood to fall from above.
Of course, Xue Wushuang's strike wouldn't end there. After successfully killing a Heavenly Dragon Sect Cultivator, the blade of the purple-green sword turned effortlessly and began to slice through several nearby Heavenly Dragon Sect Cultivators who were blocking Zhao Ziyu's path. Then Xue Wushuang shouted from the ground, " Zhao Ziyu, go! The farther away you get, the better!"
"Master..."
Looking down at Xue Wushuang below, although Zhao Ziyu had only spent a few days with her, during this short time she had received immense kindness from Xue Wushuang. Not only had she transformed from a Professional into a Cultivator, but she had also obtained the treasured Nine Heavens Celestial Silk from Water Moon Palace. Upon hearing Xue Wushuang's words, how could she possibly leave?
"You old nun, how dare you be so shameless!"
Just as Zhao Ziyu hesitated over whether to leave or not, a thunderous shout echoed out of nowhere. Suddenly, Zhao Ziyu saw a blade aura shaped like a green dragon flash past, and Xue Wushuang's head rolled away across the plaza of Water Moon Palace. Even in death, her eyes remained wide open in disbelief.
"Master!!"
An exceptionally sorrowful voice rang out, and Zhao Ziyu nearly succumbed to her hatred for Gu Long, almost rushing to confront him to avenge Xue Wushuang. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, but fortunately, having once been the Empress of Huaxia, she knew how to control her emotions. Otherwise, if she had truly run into Gu Long, her fate would have been sealed—she would have met her end by his blade, leaving no chance for revenge for Xue Wushuang.
'No, I must leave this place. Only by surviving can I continue to grow stronger and avenge my master!'
Understanding her own limitations, Zhao Ziyu quickly pulled herself out of that state of grief and anger. She took one last look at Xue Wushuang's dying gaze before stepping onto the Nine Heavens Celestial Silk and flying away without looking back.
The Nine Heavens Celestial Silk was indeed a treasure. In both the Eastern State and across the Nine Provinces, there were hardly any items that could remain suspended in the air without external force. Even the Flying Sword, commonly used by Cultivators, required the user's spiritual energy to stay aloft. The Nine Heavens Celestial Silk was different; as long as someone possessed it, regardless of their cultivation level, it could carry the user over long distances. If it weren't for this, Zhao Ziyu would have perished long ago when Gu Long's subordinates attacked Water Moon Palace.
She sped southward, benefiting from Xue Wushuang's final strike that had eliminated all of Gu Long's subordinates. Zhao Ziyu faced no obstacles along the way. However, a shadow lingered behind her—Gu Long was in pursuit after seeing her escape from Water Moon Palace.
'This person's speed is incredible. At this rate, with my meager cultivation level, it's only a matter of time before he catches up.'
Glancing back at the relentless Gu Long, Zhao Ziyu felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. Yet to survive, she had to brave the biting cold wind and control the Nine Heavens Celestial Silk to continue flying southward. Only by reaching a place where Righteous Path practitioners gathered might she find a chance to live.
In the blink of an eye, she covered thousands of miles. As the distance between them narrowed slightly, Zhao Ziyu did not realize that she had already reached the skies above a certain sect and had successfully attracted their attention.
"Zhao... Zhao Ziyu..."
Within Yuxu Palace, Bai Yulin and Black Shadow Flower had just returned after investigating the source of some smoke in nearby villages. As they stepped through the gates of Yuxu Palace, they were drawn to two rapidly passing shadows overhead. Bai Yulin recognized one of them clearly—it was Zhao Ziyu, with whom he had dealt extensively at Dragon Hall Headquarters.
"Who? Zhao Ziyu? Isn't Ye Huan looking for her?"
Following Bai Yulin's gaze, Black Shadow Flower hurriedly echoed his words as they watched two figures fly across the sky. However, despite her keen eyesight, she could only see two small black dots gradually fading into the distance as Zhao Ziyu and Gu Long sped away. Beside her, as Zhao Ziyu and Gu Long's figures completely vanished from Bai Yulin's sight, he suddenly recalled the anxious expression on Zhao Ziyu's face and the blood-soaked clothes when he had flown by earlier. It was clear that he was being pursued by someone!
"This is bad, we need to chase after them!"
Without time to explain to Black Shadow Flower, Bai Yulin grabbed her and soared into the air, both of them quickly following the direction Zhao Ziyu had taken.
At almost the same moment that Bai Yulin and Black Shadow Flower spotted Zhao Ziyu, Ye Huan was still deeply worried about him in a grove outside Yuxu Palace. She even sat under a large tree, murmuring to herself, "Zhao Ziyu, oh Zhao Ziyu, where have you run off to? If we truly have a connection, would you dare to appear before me right now?"
Boom...
Just as Ye Huan finished speaking, two figures suddenly landed in front of her on the not-so-wide clearing...
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