Seeing that Mu Qingxiao wasn't willing to stop, the Saintess' expression turned ugly. She gritted her teeth so hard that they almost broke.
Being locked on by the soul sword, the Saintess knew that she couldn't avoid it. She could only accept this move. Her figure moved away from the Spirit Creek Valley like a ghost.
She had some connections with Shushan. She had heard that the Imperial Sword Demon Vanquishing Technique was the strongest sword technique of Sect Leader Shushan. A thousand years ago, she had killed a Demon Venerable with this technique.
The fact that Mu Qingxiao could use Sect Leader Qingwei's immortal technique really shocked her.
She knew how powerful this move was. She could only move away from the Spirit Creek Valley to avoid implicating Zixuan.
Looking at the Saintess who was condensing spiritual energy to protect her body, Mu Qingxiao's index and middle fingers condensed. Under the illumination of the light, the soul sword emitted a bright light that was extremely dazzling.
Clang, clang …
The sword light was extremely bright, and the pressure of the sword intent kept rising. In the end, it was almost like a bright sun, making people not dare to look directly at it.
Mu Qingxiao's expression was a bit heavy. Although he had tried it when he was in Shushan, it was really the first time he used it with his full strength.
The consumption of the immortal grade sword technique was beyond his expectations. It directly took away one-fifth of the spiritual energy in the Yin-Yang Lake. If an ordinary cultivator used it, the spiritual energy in their body would be exhausted instantly.
"Go!"
He shouted and pointed his finger. The soul sword turned into an extremely bright light, and the entire sky seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Whoosh, whoosh …
The soul sword's sword cry resounded through the sky. There was no sword qi, only the bright sword body. It flashed and disappeared. Heaven and earth lost its color, and everything around seemed to be dim.
The soul sword cut through the sky, leaving a pitch-black crack in the void as if it was going to split the sky into two.
Before the Saintess could react, a bright sword light entered her eyes. The lingering fear made her hair stand on end. Her footsteps were messed up, and she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her waist.
Puff, puff …
The Saintess's vision turned black, and she instantly spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Her face was extremely pale. It took her dozens of seconds to stabilize her mind, and her eyes were full of fear.
Fortunately, his footsteps were messed up and he was able to dodge the sword just now. Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as a serious injury.
However, the sword strike from before allowed her to discern that even though the latter was capable of executing Immortal Techniques, he was utterly not as terrifying as an Earthly Immortal, otherwise she would have perished a long time ago.
What frightened her wasn't the immortal arts. She didn't believe that Mu Qingxiao could use them consecutively at the peak of the ninth stage of the Mahayana realm. Rather, it was the sword in his hand.
"Your sword is strange. Why is my soul injured?!"
Without even looking at the crack in the void, the Saintess had a complicated look in her eyes.
She didn't expect to fail miserably. She was at the peak of the ninth stage of the Crossing Tribulation Stage and was only one step away from the Earth Immortal Stage, but now she was seriously injured by a Mahayana cultivator.
Mu Qingxiao held the soul sword in her hand and used her spirit energy to disperse the blood on the sword. She ignored the Saintess' words.
He was slightly disappointed by the move just now. Sure enough, cultivators couldn't compare to immortals. The immortal grade sword technique he used now was only in its embryonic form.
However, even with the soul sword in its embryonic form, it was still an absolute nightmare for his enemies.
The soul sword was his trump card. It had the effect of directly destroying the soul. Even immortals in the heavens couldn't avoid it unless they had a protective treasure.
Rather than calling the soul sword a sword, it was more like a physical soul attack.
Even if a powerful cultivator was killed, their soul would still be able to survive. However, in the hands of Mu Qingxiao, only death awaited.
Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a smile as he raised his soul sword. "Consider yourself lucky. If I were to enter the Tribulation Stage, this sword would've taken your life. Get out of the way …"
"Impossible!"
The Saintess wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her face was extremely pale. She gritted her teeth and said, "Protecting the descendants of Nuwa is the mission of the White Miao Tribe. Even if I die …"
"Saintess, let him in."
At this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly came from the Spirit Creek Valley. The voice was pleasing to the ear. The Saintess swallowed the words she was about to say.
Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier? You had to force me to do it. Your injuries are very serious. If you don't treat them in time, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the Earth Immortal Stage for the rest of your life."
"Who did this to me …"
The Saintess glared at him fiercely. She held her waist with her right hand and rushed into the Spirit Creek Valley in a flash.
Mu Qingxiao put away the soul sword and appeared in front of the Spirit Creek Valley's bamboo house in a flash.
"Come in."
A pleasant voice came from the bamboo house. Mu Qingxiao didn't hesitate and walked in. Then, he saw a beautiful woman in a thin purple robe.
A Great Ascension Stage cultivator.
Mu Qingxiao's eyes flashed. This Zi Xuan was indeed beautiful and her cultivation wasn't weak.
Although she was beautiful, he didn't forget his purpose for coming here.
Sitting cross-legged in front of the table, Zi Xuan looked at Mu Qingxiao and said in a slightly angry tone, "Zi Xuan is just a little girl. I don't remember when I offended you."
"You really didn't offend me, but you have something I need."
Mu Qingxiao didn't care and sat casually in front of the table. He said, "You are a smart woman, not as old-fashioned as that woman just now. Give me the Water Spirit Pearl so I don't have to do it."
Zi Xuan's pupils shrank. The Water Spirit Pearl was a secret of her clan. How did he know?
For thousands of years, the Water Spirit Pearl had been held by the descendants of Nuwa. It was a sacred object passed down from generation to generation. It was indeed in her body now. Only she and the Saintess knew about it.
It was impossible for the Saintess to betray Nuwa. Otherwise, she wouldn't have protected her with her life.
"You don't have to be surprised. I found out that the Water Spirit Pearl was in your hands by chance. Give it to me and you can give up your mission as a descendant of Nuwa. You don't have to be restrained. Isn't this what you always wanted?"
"Who exactly are you?"
Zi Xuan's gaze froze. She stood up abruptly and took a few steps back. This was a secret she had hidden in her heart. How did the Saintess know her so well?
Mu Qingxiao waved her hand and said calmly, "Who I am is not important. I don't want to say it a third time. The Water Spirit Pearl or Xu Changqing's life, you choose."
"The Water Spirit Pearl is a sacred object passed down from generation to generation. It is impossible for me to give it to you. As a strong person, don't you have any principles? How dare you threaten a little girl like me!"
"Principles?"
Mu Qingxiao found it funny. He said, "Everyone knows the principles. Principles are meant to be broken, aren't they?"
"Even if you don't have the Water Spirit Pearl, you won't die. You can cultivate again if you lose your cultivation. Didn't you prepare to fight against fate? Without the Water Spirit Pearl, Xu Changqing won't die. Isn't it better for you to be a couple when you gather?"
Looking at Mu Qingxiao in horror, Zi Xuan didn't expect that the Saintess had seen through her thoughts so clearly.
Furthermore, the Saintess' words were exactly what she was thinking. At this moment, she was actually moved.
Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Even if you don't give it to me, I will take it out myself. I just pity the child in your stomach."
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