He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

"Warm-up is over, it's time for you to lie down," Hua Xiyu's cool voice rang out.

She formed a lotus mudra with her hands, and the enormous phantom of twin lotus blossoms behind her changed.

A phantom image of a lotus fairy, radiating holy light, slowly emerged.

"Immortal's Fall - Lotus Palm!"

With a delicate shout, the illusory image of the lotus fairy raised her slender hand and lightly pressed it down on Dugu Qiubai, who was trapped in the lotus sword formation.

In an instant, the sky seemed to darken for a moment, and countless dazzling palm prints, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, covered the sky and the earth, carrying the power of annihilation, and crashed down!

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!!!!!!!"

Each palm print that landed was like a small meteorite hitting the ground, producing a deafening roar and dazzling light.

Smoke and dust, mixed with the lotus's radiance and shattered sword intent, shot straight into the sky, forming a giant mushroom cloud.

Centered on the location of Dugu Qiubai, the land within a radius of several kilometers collapsed in layers.

This eventually formed a huge, irregular crater with a diameter of over 100 meters and a depth of tens of meters!

The shockwave even blew soldiers watching from a distance away off course, forcing them to stagger and retreat.

The aftershocks and smoke from the explosion lasted for more than ten seconds before slowly dissipating.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone craned their necks, held their breath, and looked toward the center of the enormous crater.

"My goodness... Senior Dugu... actually lost???"

"And... such a... complete defeat?"

The soldiers stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground, utterly unable to believe what they were seeing.

One of the most recognized top experts in their Divine Sword Camp, the fiery-tempered and exceptionally skilled swordsman, was the legendary Dugu Qiubai.

To think that he was defeated so easily, even utterly crushed, by a young and beautiful woman!

Who exactly is this woman?

Their strength is ridiculously high!

"Amitabha……"

Qin Yingjun, who had been watching the battle from a distance, clasped his hands together, uttered a low Buddhist chant, and his handsome face was filled with shock.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at an old monk with a calm demeanor beside him, and asked in a low voice:

"Senior brother... if the rest of us brothers join forces, are we confident we can... deal with this female benefactor?"

"Snapped!"

He was met with a merciless slap on the back of his head.

"You little brat! You want to die? Don't drag us down with you!!"

The old monk puffed out his beard, glared, and scolded in a low voice.

"Exactly, anyone with eyes can see the difference. This can't be improved by simply increasing numbers."

Another fellow disciple also shook his head repeatedly.

"This woman's strength and control over power are clearly more than a level above ours."

"And another thing, kid," the old monk who had intervened earlier glanced at Qin Yingjun, his tone strange.

"You're usually all about 'Holy crap' all the time, so why are you acting all refined now that you've seen a beautiful woman? And calling her 'female benefactor'?"

"Hehe," someone chimed in with a wicked grin, "But it makes sense, you're a commoner, you're getting on in years, full of youthful vigor, it's normal to be attracted to such a stunning woman..."

"But let me give you a piece of advice," the old monk patted Qin Yingjun's shoulder, speaking earnestly, "you can't handle her. Give up on her as soon as possible, or you might not even know how you died."

Qin Yingjun's face flushed red and then turned pale with embarrassment as his senior brothers commented on him.

He was indeed deeply attracted by Hua Xiyu's stunning beauty and her unique temperament that was both gentle and sharp...

The other person perfectly matches his ideal type...

However, after his senior brother said that, he struggled internally: Could it be... that there really isn't any chance at all? No, perhaps...

A resolute glint flashed in Qin Yingjun's eyes.

If Lu Chen found out that a bald monk had designs on his wife, he might as well learn how to be executed by slow slicing...

Anyway, if he dies, he'll be resurrected. Let's torment him for ten days or half a month and see if he dares to do it again.

"This lady is interesting, very interesting..."

Xie Momo's clear eyes sparkled with interest as she fixed her gaze on the stunningly beautiful Hua Xiyu.

"Sister, is it time to eat? Lily's tummy is hungry..."

Beside her, little Xie Lili, with her short legs, tugged at her sister's sleeve, her delicate face full of anticipation, her pink lips slightly pouting.

Completely oblivious to the earth-shattering battle that had just taken place, all he could think about was the delicious food.

"Hey, here, have some fruit to tide you over..."

Xie Momo sighed helplessly, at a loss for what to do with her younger sister.

She affectionately took out several spiritual fruits brimming with spiritual energy from her storage artifact and handed them to Xie Lili.

He sighed inwardly, thinking how this little guy, despite his age, had an astonishing appetite and never gained weight no matter how much he ate. He was truly envious.

"Thank you, sister!"

Xie Lili's eyes instantly lit up. She took the spirit fruit with both hands and eagerly took a big bite.

With cheeks puffed out, he chewed contentedly, his big eyes squinting into crescent moons in happiness.

"Cough cough..."

Just then, the thick smoke finally dissipated completely from the center of the huge crater, followed by a violent coughing sound.

Dugu Qiubai struggled to climb out of the pit. He looked miserable, no different from a beggar begging on the street.

His once imposing robes were now tattered and torn, practically just strips of cloth hanging on his body.

His exposed skin was covered in wounds, he was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his face was stained with dust and blood.

His aura was weak, and there was no trace of the domineering swordsman he once was.

He raised his head and looked at Hua Xiyu, whose clothes were fluttering in the air, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He gritted his teeth and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who...who exactly are you...?"

In his mind, this woman could never be from the younger generation.

Such terrifying strength, and such mastery and so seasoned skill in domains and martial arts, completely surpasses the scope of a young genius.

This woman is at least an old monster!

Otherwise, it simply doesn't make sense!

Hua Xiyu looked down at him, her red lips slightly parted, her tone domineering:

I have no obligation to tell you.

She changed the subject...

"Tell me, old man, how do you plan to compensate me?"

compensate?

Dugu Qiubai's lips twitched violently; he almost thought he had misheard.

What the hell?!

Even though her own apprentice was beaten half to death and she herself was also beaten so badly, she still expects her to compensate her.

What kind of nonsense is this? Is it a tyrannical treaty?

Is there no justice left?!

"Haha, you old ghost Dugu, you've finally met your match..."

"Hahaha……"

Yan Yun, Qin Bugui, and a group of young veterans could no longer hold back.

They were all clutching their stomachs, laughing so hard they were almost crying.

Seeing the notoriously stubborn and arrogant Dugu Qiubai in such a sorry state was their greatest joy of the day.

"you……!"

Dugu Qiubai was already seething with anger, and now he was being ridiculed so blatantly by these "juniors."

He was furious and wished he could immediately draw his sword and chop them all down.

Wait, something's not right!

The furious Dugu Qiubai suddenly sensed something amiss. He snapped back to reality and looked closely at Yan Yun, Qin Bugui, and the others.

Upon seeing this, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face lit up with immense joy:

"What...what happened to you?!"

He clearly remembered that not long ago, these people were all riddled with injuries and illnesses.

But now, they have not only regained their youthful appearance, but they are also full of vigor and vitality, and their strength seems to be even stronger than when they were at their peak!

This is simply a miracle!

"Ha ha……"

However, Yan Yun and the others couldn't stop laughing, and no one answered his question.