On top of the ship, the man in white stood with his hands behind his back. His demeanor was dazzling and extraordinary.
He was far too handsome and unbelievably beautiful. Even the two beautiful women paled in comparison.
If he wasn't certain that he was a man, Ling Xian would've suspected that this person was a woman dressed as a man.
"Strange, why do I feel hostile towards this person …"
Ling Xian squinted his eyes. When he first saw the Demonic Fairy, because of the Inner Eyes, he felt hostile towards her as well.
But he was certain that it wasn't because of the Inner Eyes that he felt hostile towards the handsome man.
As the two ships got closer, the hostility intensified. Like fire and water, they naturally opposed each other.
"Just why is it …" Ling Xian's gaze was dark. He really couldn't understand why he felt hostile towards the handsome man.
At this moment, something even more puzzling happened.
His arms were glowing, his chest was glowing, and even his Dan Tian was glowing.
"Because of the Immortal Bones?" Ling Xian frowned. His left arm was the Battle Immortal Bone, his right arm was the Demonic Immortal Bone, and his chest was the World Burning Immortal Bone.
As for his Dan Tian, it was the unformed Immortal Bone.
Right now, the four Immortal Bones were glowing. Naturally, Ling Xian felt like it was because of the Immortal Bones that he felt hostile towards the handsome man.
"We are fated to meet." The handsome man grinned. His demeanor was out of this world and out of this world.
"Fated to meet …" Ling Xian frowned, "Why do you say that?"
"You will understand in the future."
The handsome man had a smile on his lips. Looking at the light on Ling Xian's body, he said, "The Battle Immortal, the Demonic, the World Burning, and the unformed Immortal Bone. These four bones are mine."
Hearing this, Ling Xian squinted his eyes and coldness flickered.
He wanted his Immortal Bones right off the bat. His stance was clear.
"Don't be nervous. I won't attack you right now. This is a reservation." The handsome man softly chuckled, "I will take your Immortal Bones another day."
"Do you have the ability?" Ling Xian glared at the handsome man. His blood boiled and his Qi swallowed the mountains and rivers.
"There is no need for the Master to do anything to kill you. I alone am enough." The woman with the sword glared at Ling Xian. Her killer's intent rolled out like a tidal wave.
The woman with the zither was also full of killer's intent.
"You sure are loyal. Sadly, you cannot kill me." Ling Xian's expression was normal.
Even though he couldn't use his magic power, with the help of the restrictive spell formations on the Star Boat, even if the two girls attacked him together, they wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
"A piece of trash without any Qi. I don't even need a second move to kill you." The sword-bearing woman coldly laughed. Her jade-like hand swept across the sky, shaking the entire area.
However, it was blocked by the handsome man.
He smiled and said, "Swordmistress, step down."
"Yes." The sword-bearing woman didn't say anything else and retreated behind the handsome man. However, her killing intent didn't decrease in the slightest.
Ling Xian acted like he didn't see this.
The sword-bearing woman was indeed a Heaven's Favorite, but he was an unparalleled demon who had broken through to the peak of the fifth level. Even if the sword-bearing woman and the zither woman teamed up, they still wouldn't be a match for him!
"Who are you?" Ling Xian's gaze was deep. He wanted to know why he was hostile towards the handsome man and why the Immortal Bone was glowing.
"You'll know in the future."
"After I kill you, I can transform. Sadly, it's not time yet."
The handsome man grinned. His long and narrow eyes flickered with heat, "You are far too weak. Killing you now is useless."
"You overestimate yourself." Ling Xian squinted his eyes. He couldn't understand why killing him would transform the handsome man.
"You overestimate yourself. You don't even deserve to carry my shoes!" The sword-bearing woman snickered.
The zither woman also revealed a sarcastic expression.
"The sword is not bad. It was made by a grandmaster. It was made of immortal gold and hundreds of heavenly materials."
"Sadly, the person carrying the sword is not so good and dirtied the sword."
Ling Xian spoke softly. Though the sword was sheathed, he was a grandmaster with crafts. Naturally, he could see through the sword.
"What did you say?" The sword-bearing woman's gaze turned cold and her killer's intent intensified.
"I said, the person carrying the sword is not so good."
Ling Xian's expression was calm as he shifted his gaze towards the handsome man, "I suggest you change your target."
"You are seeking death!" The sword-bearing woman was enraged. Her eyes shone with heavenly light and her vision was shocking.
Real dragons circled around and phoenixes danced in the air. Like an awakened Goddess, her Qi swallowed the galaxy and shook the earth.
"You don't care about your servant?" Ling Xian spoke softly. He was calm and collected.
"Yes, I should." The handsome man grinned, "Swordswoman, step down."
"Master …" The sword-bearing woman was furious but didn't dare to argue with the handsome man.
She retracted her Qi and stepped back two steps.
"Your zither isn't bad either. The strings are made of dragon tendons and the bones of phoenixes are used to make dragons and phoenixes sing." Ling Xian's expression was emotionless. Neither the sword nor the zither were supreme weapons.
However, they were all made by grandmasters and could be used as weapons!
"Sadly, the person carrying the zither isn't so good either, right?" The handsome man had a faint smile on his lips. He was prettier than the woman.
"Smart." Ling Xian grinned.
"You are right. They really aren't much. Why don't you come carry the zither and sword for me?" The handsome man's smile didn't diminish as he continued to argue.
"Sure. But your zither and sword are about to change owners." Ling Xian smiled. He wasn't a smooth talker, but he's never lost a battle of words.
"What a sharp tongue."
The handsome man grinned, "Do you believe in fate?"
"I don't." Ling Xian's eyes were dark. He didn't believe in fate and he didn't want to accept it.
If he did, he wouldn't be where he is today.
"You should believe."
"Fate told me that I would run into you on this trip."
The handsome man smiled faintly and said, "Fate has also told me that you will become my stepping stone."
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled and said something that infuriated the sword-bearing woman.
"Fate told me that your feelings are wrong."
Hearing this, the sword-bearing woman was enraged. If it weren't for the handsome man, she would've attacked.
The sword-bearing woman did the same.
"Interesting, very interesting."
The handsome man's smile deepened, "I will make you believe in fate and I will make you accept it."
"I will wait."
Ling Xian glared at the handsome man, "If that's all you want to say, then I won't keep you company."
Then, the Boat of Stars sped up and brushed past the handsome man's boat.
"The next time we meet, we will only see weapons and not words."
The moment they brushed past each other, the handsome man chuckled. It was no longer warm, but bone-chilling cold.
"I look forward to that day." Ling Xian spoke softly. The Boat of Stars sped by and disappeared in an instant.
"Master, why don't you just kill him?" The sword-bearing woman clenched her teeth, wanting to tear Ling Xian into pieces.
"It's not time yet."
The handsome man wiped off his smile and stared at the direction Ling Xian disappeared, "Killing him now is pointless."
"I understand. When the time is right, I will personally send him on his way." The sword-bearing woman was full of killer's intent.
"You are no opponent of his."
The handsome man faintly smiled, "He's my nemesis after all. If even you can kill him, then he doesn't deserve to be my nemesis."
Hearing this, the sword-bearing woman wanted to argue but didn't dare to speak.
She stared at the direction Ling Xian disappeared in and her eyes flashed with killer's intent.
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