The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

The shadow raised a hand, gathering the power of the entire realm upon a single finger!

"Dare to touch her, and try!" the shadow roared angrily, lightning flickering at the fingertips.

The three’s faces changed dramatically, hurriedly halting in place.

They were only late-stage Divinity Transformation, how could they dare face the might of the Spirit Severing Realm?

Seeing them being successfully intimidated, Lu Yaoyao pressed forward, another figure emerged from the realm.

It was a silver-haired woman with a veil, exuding a piercing chill.

With her appearance, goose feather snow began to drift in the world.

"If you dare, touch her and try!" The woman’s cold voice made the three feel plunged into an icy cave.

Frightened, the three retreated repeatedly, sweat seeping from their foreheads.

They initially intended to show off before the Big Leader, not expecting this seemingly fragile little girl to have such terrifying means of survival.

"Retreat!" The tall, thin cultivator in the lead yelled in a low voice, the three hurried back to a safe distance.

Lu Yaoyao secretly sighed in relief.

She was merely early-stage Divinity Transformation, truly no match for the three if it came to a fight.

She still had to work hard to improve her power, by then a mixed gender duo would certainly battle like her father’s Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown, crossing levels.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qing and Yun Jiumei’s confrontation continued.

Both tacitly didn’t unleash realms, merely probing each other’s depth within a small range.

"Boom!"

Another fierce collision.

Zhou Qing retreated using the force, his gaze swept over to Lu Yaoyao, seeing her unharmed, he felt slightly at ease.

Yet seeing atop her head a phantasm of himself, his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

This lass conjured up his image, and now if he wore a mask, wouldn’t it be akin to "no silver here"?

He helplessly flexed his wrist, the violet-gold thunder surging again around him, his eyes brimming with battle intent.

Facing him, Yun Jiumei’s expression was equally grave, clearly realizing Zhou Qing was a tough foe.

Just as the two were about to clash again, an immense, abyss-like pressure unexpectedly descended.

The air in the entire alley seemed to solidify, even the swirling dust arrested midair.

"Fellow cultivators." An aged voice echoed through the heavens and earth, though not loud it assaulted one’s ear drums with pain.

"Celestial Wave City serves as a transfer station in the Seven States, a Spirit Severing battle would disturb spatial stability. Please halt, otherwise..."

The voice paused, the pressure suddenly intensified: "This City Lord together with several old friends will directly obliterate both of you."

Zhou Qing and Yun Jiumei’s forms simultaneously stalled, the spiritual power around them was forcefully restrained.

The two exchanged glances, both seeing apprehension in the other’s eyes.

This Celestial Wave City Lord was a Spirit Severing peak expert with fortifications, indeed not someone they could contend with.

"Thank you for your understanding," the elderly voice eased, the pressure dispersing with it.

Yun Jiumei suddenly gave a light laugh, her gaze fell on the silver-haired veil woman’s apparition atop Lu Yaoyao: "So you know her..."

A playful glint flashed in her eye, "In that case, we can be considered acquaintances."

Her red lips slightly parted, exhaled a smoke ring: "Handsome lad, we will meet again, then I shall look forward to truly witnessing your skills."

Her words barely settled, with a gentle wave of her jade hand she tore open space, her figure entering void and vanishing.

Zhou Qing furrowed his brow.

She knows Shen Hanyi?

Could she also be from Nanhuang State?

Afterwards, he turned to face the three petty thieves.

The three saw their boss leave just like that, then met Zhou Qing’s cold gaze, immediately their faces turned ashen.

"Spare us, senior!"

The three fell with synchronized thuds, their foreheads heavily knocked on the green stone slabs: "We admit our mistake, sir, please pardon our error, let us go."

Lu Yaoyao also withdrew the realm sky curtain, the large apparitions of "Zhou Qing" and "Shen Hanyi" slowly faded away.

The hen "fluttered flusteredly" flew back onto Zhou Qing’s shoulder from the rooftop.

Zhou Qing coldly snorted, about to speak, a burst of piercing wind noises suddenly arose around the area.

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh—"

Dozens of figures came rushing from all directions, all cultivators attracted by the battle’s previous ripples.

They looked warily at Zhou Qing, specifically feeling his Spirit Severing cultivation, kept an awe-filled distance.

But when some glanced at the three kneeling persons, it instantly caused a ruckus.

"So those three are in cahoots!"

"No wonder my storage bag disappeared, they must have struck amidst the sand realm!"

"I’ll kill these three bastards!"

...

Over ten Divinity Transformation figures directly lunged over, the brilliance of spiritual power weaving into webs on the street.

The three faces turned sallow, frantically scrambling to escape, swiftly engulfed by the furious crowd.

Zhou Qing watched coldly, not intervening.

Then he gave Lu Yaoyao a signal, and the two departed from the chaotic street.

...

"That vixen, stealing our hen, has every right too!"

Walking along the bustling streets, Lu Yaoyao stroked the hen in her arms, grumbling indignantly.

Zhou Qing remained silent.

He did not pay much mind to the skirmish.

Despite the opponent being mid-stage Spirit Severing, neither side had fully unleashed their strength.

He was entirely confident that if he went all out, he could suppress the opponent.

Instead, developed a deep interest in Lu Yaoyao’s realm: "In your realm, those rebuking voices from me and Shen Hanyi were..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yaoyao embarrassedly stuck out her tongue: "Those were for intimidation, I named it ’Cub Protection’, how do you find it, Senior Zhou?"

Hearing this, Zhou Qing wryly smiled but nodded his head: "Quite good. However..."