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

Ning Yue nestled in Gong Zhi's arms, then looked past his shoulder at Qi Xucheng inside the white jade disc.

Qi Xucheng actually had a playful expression on his face.

Ning Yue carefully held the poisoned needle between two fingers, his brows furrowing.

Under the cover of sunlight, the silver needle flew out at an extremely fast speed, aimed directly at Qi Xucheng.

It suddenly pierced the white jade.

Ning Yue almost held his breath, watching silently.

We'll be able to get our hands on Qi Xucheng soon.

Qi Xucheng suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes slightly curved, and looked directly at Ning Yue with a smile.

Hearing this laughter, Ning Yue's heart sank, knowing that the needle would not hit its mark.

Sure enough, Qi Xucheng flipped his wrist and then lifted it up deftly.

— He accurately caught the flying silver needle with two fingers.

Ning Yue's disappointment was visibly obvious: "Tsk."

Qi Xucheng chuckled: "...So disappointed?"

Ning Yue frowned and took a deep breath.

Why is this person so annoying!

A fireball rapidly condensed at her fingertips, becoming extremely hot.

If it weren't for the thick ice blocking her way, Gong Zhi wouldn't have been able to hold her.

Ning Yue sneered; this time, she wasn't using ordinary flames.

—But it is the genuine ancient fire!

An ancient fire that could disembowel a ten-thousand-year-old giant python.

She stood up nimbly from Gong Zhi's embrace, her face expressionless.

Gong Zhi was still in a daze.

A thick ice shield had already formed around Ning Yue's body, and millions of ice crystal arrows had been successfully condensed behind him.

Along with a massive, terrifying fireball.

The sky above the Purgatory Sect's territory was so breathtaking that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it.

The fireball covered almost half of the airspace, and the beautiful blue of the arrow filled the area around it.

At the very center, a girl dressed in elaborate attire stood tall and imposing, looking at Qi Xucheng with calm and indifferent eyes.

I'll show you what happens when I don't kill you!

Ning Yue chuckled and waved his hand, sending fireballs and arrows hurtling towards Qi Xucheng.

The disciples and elders below were all stunned.

Looking up at the spectacular scene above, they were completely bewildered.

Holy crap!?

What's going on?!

The fireball exploded violently—

Thousands of arrows, gleaming with a chilling aura, hurtled straight towards one spot.

Seeing that Qi Xucheng was completely overwhelmed by the relentless attacks, Ning Yue withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

Let's see if you don't die this time?

The Purgatory Sect Master and the elders were stunned.

He stared blankly at the carefree girl in the sky.

The Purgatory Sect Master's eyes suddenly lit up strangely as he stared intently at Ning Yue's back.

Ji Feng frowned, and several sword lights suddenly flashed in front of the Purgatory Sect Master, which brought him back to his senses.

Ji Feng shouted, "What are you looking at?!"

The Sect Master of Purgatory chuckled enigmatically before reluctantly turning his gaze away from Ning Yue.

"Sect Leader Ji is being too unfair. That little girl is probably worth ten people of the same cultivation level, right?"

Ji Feng scoffed, "If I wanted to cheat, I would have just sent Shi Yinghan over."

The Lord of Purgatory remained unmoved, and even chuckled, agreeing, "Indeed."

"I'll say it one last time, hand over the Soul-Stealing Potion, or I'll go find it myself."

Ji Feng frowned, his patience about to run out.

Many of the disciples of the Purgatory Sect were injured, but many more are still resisting.

The sect leader of Purgatory looked up, glanced at the sky, paused for a long time, and then actually took the initiative to retreat.

"Please, Sect Leader Ji."

Ji Feng narrowed his eyes, wondering about his intentions at this moment.

Why did they stubbornly refuse to move just now, but now they're actually giving way on their own?

Then came the hypocritical voice of the Purgatory Sect Master.

"To be honest, Soul-Seizing escaped from the Cold Cave a few days ago. We've been searching for him for days but haven't been able to find him. Today, you just happened to come to ask for him back, so we had no choice but to keep it a secret."

……

Ji Feng looked at him expressionlessly: "...You think I'm easy to fool?"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare," the Purgatory Sect Master hurriedly replied.

"I know that the Purgatory Sect has failed in its duties and will definitely be held accountable, so I have been trying my best to find the whereabouts of Soul Sealer, but there is still no news."

Ji Feng glanced coldly at the Sect Master of Purgatory.

The Lord of Purgatory wisely made way for them.

The disciples from various sects who were locked in combat stopped their actions at the command of their elders.

Ji Feng unleashed his divine sense and thoroughly inspected the entire sect.

The Lord of Purgatory did not stop them.

—There was no soul-capturing aura.

Ji Feng's overwhelming pressure spread out once again.

Now, not only the disciples below, but even the sect master of Purgatory Sect himself was somewhat overwhelmed.

Only by steadying oneself can one stand firm.

"Which direction did the Soul Stealer escape in?"

The Lord of Purgatory forced a smile: "...We've been investigating for half a month, and we can only roughly determine that they're heading down to the lower realm."

Ji Feng snorted coldly.

I knew that this matter would have to be left unresolved today.

Soul-Seizing was definitely released willingly. The Purgatory Sect has many tricks up its sleeve, and after dragging it out for so long, Soul-Seizing had long since escaped to who knows where.

Ji Feng didn't want to stay a moment longer, not even sparing a glance for the Purgatory Sect Master.

"The Fusang Sect will also help capture Soul Stealers. Once captured, they will be imprisoned in the Fusang Sect, and someone will be sent to notify you."

This is a direct message to them that they are going to investigate the Soul Stealing incident thoroughly.

After saying that, he turned around and tossed his robe aside.

The flying artifact flew directly to the main gate of the Purgatory Sect.

Extremely flamboyant.

The disciples and elders of the Fusang Sect followed behind their sect leader, forming a large and intimidating group.

Ning Yue rode his sword at the very end of the group.

Suddenly, I felt a cold gaze coming from behind me.

She turned around abruptly to look—

Behind them, a group of disciples from the Purgatory Sect stared at their group with inscrutable eyes.

Ning Yue carefully searched for that gaze in the crowd.

But I couldn't find it no matter what I did.

These people only had resentment, anger, and a deep-seated hatred that demanded revenge.

It was nothing like the chilling coldness and resentment she had sensed.

Ning Yue frowned.

Gong Zhi noticed her movement and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I really don't like these people." Ning Yue touched his arm.

"...gloomy and eerie."

Gong Zhi understood: "Even in the Upper Realm, the Purgatory Sect is a notorious entity. We should avoid contact with them in the future."

She recalled the events at the inn and the secret realm, as well as the several inexplicable death traps set for her.

Ning Yue nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

Just as I was about to look away, I suddenly caught sight of a pile of wreckage next to me.

It was caused when she unleashed her ultimate attack to kill Qi Xucheng.

Ning Yue asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why didn't we see Qi Xucheng's body?"

Gong Zhi glanced back and replied coldly, "Because he's not dead."

"Not dead?" Ning Yue raised an eyebrow. "Such a thick health bar? Survived such a fierce attack?"

"If he really dies, the Lord of Purgatory won't be able to live so leisurely anymore," Gong Zhi said calmly.

Ning Yue turned around and glanced in the direction of the Purgatory Sect Master.

—Unexpectedly, I made eye contact with the Lord of Purgatory.

Ning Yue and the Sect Master of Purgatory were both stunned for a moment.

Neither of them seemed to have expected the other to be looking at them.

The Lord of Purgatory quickly realized what was happening, straightened his expression, and even smiled at Ning Yue.

Ning Yue frowned slightly and looked at it for another two seconds.

No matter how you look at it, you can tell that there's a turbulent undercurrent beneath that seemingly kind smile.

She looked at the pile of rubble again, trying to discern something.

It seems to be in response to Ning Yue's expectations.

A slender, pale hand with distinct knuckles suddenly emerged from the pile of rubble.

Ning Yue: "..."