After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Jiang Yishen rushed to Ning Yue's side, his handsome features filled with barely concealed anger.

He withdrew his gaze from Chu Zhi, his hand constantly emitting green starlight, which surrounded Ning Yue's injured hand.

As the pain gradually subsided, Ning Yue's pale face finally calmed down a bit.

Shi Yinghan looked at Chu Zhi expressionlessly: "Since you have the guts to hurt my junior sister, you should also be able to bear the consequences."

Chu Zhi's face paled, but then she became fearless again.

"The dozen or so people behind me are all late-stage Golden Core cultivators. Even if you're ranked number one on the Heavenly Ranking, so what? You probably haven't even broken through to the late-stage Golden Core yet. Do you have the ability to defeat these people behind me?"

The people behind her were all elderly cultivators, at least forty or fifty years old.

It's estimated that they are independent cultivators or disciples from small sects who came to explore for treasures in the Azure Valley Secret Realm.

He actually looked at Shi Yinghan and burst into laughter: "You're not that old, but you've got quite the nerve. I'd like to see what you're capable of."

"The little guy has such delicate skin, it wouldn't be good if he got hurt, hahaha."

They are definitely not from the Purgatory Sect—they were probably recruited by Chu Zhi with money.

After all, the Purgatory Sect knew Shi Yinghan's appearance and name by heart and had heard of them like thunder.

Shi Yinghan didn't waste words with them.

Almost no one has ever seen this expression on his consistently gentle and handsome face.

His brows were furrowed, radiating an undeniable anger; he looked at these people with the same disdain as he looked at ants.

He probably even treats ants with great courtesy.

"I can."

There was no wind in the cave, yet the hem of my clothes was billowing up, and the wind seemed to be blowing harder and harder.

Ripples spread across the calm puddle.

An eerie wind howled from inside the cave, sending chills down one's spine.

The expressions of the dozen or so late-stage Golden Core cultivators finally changed; they looked around and even seemed somewhat terrified.

"...Wait, is this really the strength of a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator?"

"That shouldn't be the case. A mid-stage Golden Core cultivator shouldn't be able to fight back against us!"

Chu Zhi retorted angrily, "What are you afraid of! You are all experts at the late Golden Core stage, are you afraid of someone at the mid-Golden Core stage?!"

Yu Xiao spoke with a half-smile: "Little sister, you just joined the sect this year, right? How can your understanding of Shi Yinghan be so shallow? What do you think he has that makes everyone in the Purgatory Sect tremble with fear when he's only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm?"

Chu Zhi was taken aback.

Song Yishi walked to Shi Yinghan's side with his eyes half-closed and gently stomped his foot on the ground.

This means that you are standing on the back of a giant python that has existed for thousands of years!

Shi Yinghan glanced at her, then continued to stare at Chu Zhi and her group.

"I know you have the ability to escape, forget about that, teach them a lesson first," Shi Yinghan said.

Everyone behind him breathed a sigh of relief, and then became full of energy.

To let our junior sister get injured in front of them is tantamount to throwing away our dignity and letting them trample on it! Not to mention they brazenly took away the Azure Lotus!

And the junior sister's face turned pale from the pain, and she's still such a young child!

These were all renowned young geniuses in the cultivation world, and they all wanted to cause a ruckus without restraint. However, their senior brother was usually too strict with them, so they dared not act recklessly.

But since my senior brother is acting without any scruples this time, who cares anymore!

Let's get started!

Yang Fei touched the side of his cheek with the tip of his tongue: "I'll go first!"

He nimbly flipped over and landed steadily on the sword that was hovering in mid-air.

A large swarm of tiny flying insects appeared out of nowhere in the cave, forming a dense, dark shadow.

Charge straight at the opposite side—

However, the opposing team has a user of fire magic, and a single fireball can wipe out most of the small insects.

Yang Fei clicked his tongue, somewhat annoyed: "We can't summon any useful spirit beasts here."

"...However," he recalled the fireball with a hint of doubt, "is the power unleashed by someone in the late stage of the Golden Core realm really that weak?"

The fireballs my junior sister unleashed were far more powerful than this...

Thinking this, he glanced in Ning Yue's direction.

Ning Yue's hand injury has been completely healed, and her skin is as fair and smooth as ever.

When she met Yang Fei's gaze, she curved her eyebrows and gave him a clear and innocent smile.

That smile is chilling no matter how you look at it.

Yang Fei withdrew his gaze—

He hadn't forgotten that their junior sister from the Fusang Sect was not someone to be trifled with.

In less than half a month, he went from an ordinary person who had never been exposed to cultivation to a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

His cultivation advancement speed is unmatched; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as divine speed.

He turned back and flew to Song Yishi's side on his sword.

Song Yishi lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his whole body floated up and landed steadily on Yang Fei's sword.

Yang Fei was very excited and flew straight towards the other side.

Song Yishi held a stack of immobilization talismans in his hand, pinching one between two fingers, and was thinking about which person to stick it on first.

The elderly Golden Core cultivator opposite him sneered.

"A mere immobilization talisman? Child's play! I'll make sure your talismans can't even get close to me; I'll burn them all to ashes!"

"Tsk." Song Yishi frowned slightly and impatiently put his hand down.

Without even thinking, he threw out the whole stack of talismans in his hand, which flew all over the sky.

The Golden Core cultivator used the same technique to condense a small fireball, burning all the oncoming talismans to ashes.

He laughed triumphantly, "How about that? I never boast. Did you really intend to use such childish spells to deal with us late-stage Golden Core cultivators?"

Song Yi remained expressionless as always.

Yang Fei stood on the sword, arms crossed, and sneered, "You're sorely mistaken! Why don't you say a few more words and see if your tongue is still any nimble?"

The Golden Core cultivator paid no attention and wanted to continue speaking.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

He opened his eyes wide in horror.

I wanted to touch my mouth with both hands to see what was wrong—

But suddenly he found himself stiff and unable to move!?

What happened? The immobilization talisman clearly didn't even get close; it was burned to ashes before it even got close!

He pointed angrily at Yang Fei and Song Yishi in mid-air—

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu——?!"

Song Yishi's voice was indifferent as he translated, "...What did you do?"

Yang Fei raised an eyebrow: "A talisman that can't get close to you."

After saying that, he summoned the little insects again and sent them flying toward those arrogant Golden Core cultivators.

The Golden Core cultivators were powerless to fight back and could only let the insects approach, forced to close their eyes.

But tiny flying insects kept burrowing into their ears and nostrils.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Song Yishi: "...We were wrong, please let me go."

Yang Fei: "...Senior sister, no need to translate."

Yu Xiao rested her chin on her hand, seemingly lost in thought: "You've taken care of everything, so what are we supposed to do?"

Song Yi looked up: "...My cultivation level is not high, so I can't control it for very long. A cultivator in the late Golden Core stage can probably break free in less than a quarter of an hour. These weaklings will be a little slower."

The vegetable buns: "...Waaaaaahh ...

Song Yishi continued translating: "Who are you calling a vegetable bun?!"