Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

Lin Qin's expression changed instantly, and she immediately stood in front of Jiang Yingluo as her spiritual power surged forth—it was the cultivation of the eighth realm, the Returning to Truth Realm!

Li Xingzhou wasn't surprised by Lin Qin's abilities. After all, Jiang Yingluo's abilities were indeed lacking, so she certainly wouldn't dare to use someone with too much ability as a secretary. Moreover, such an important position as a secretary requires a certain level of competence, and it's not easy to choose someone who is both loyal and not too weak.

He stepped forward and blocked Lin Qin's path.

Minghuang City is my sister's territory, which is also my own territory. How could I let the guests be frightened on my own turf?

shhhhh--

Li Xingzhou raised one hand, and in a blur, he accurately grasped all the spiritual energy bullets in his hand, without missing a single one.

As for the magic contained within—it could only produce a few sparks of light between his fingers, not even enough to break his skin.

Although he could easily suppress these spells, that would be pointless.

Jiang Yingluo's abilities are too low to be discernible, so this is the only way to create a direct visual impact.

Only after all the bullets were used up did Li Xingzhou lazily flick his finger, and the shrapnel in his hand instantly turned the members of the armed squad into sieves.

Thump thump...

The gruesome corpses lay scattered on the floor, and Lin Qin remained stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

Lord Li... is he that strong?

Didn't Mr. Jiang say he's only eighteen?

Although even the Imperial Guard listened to him, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was only at the ninth level of cultivation.

Even a ninth-level expert couldn't so easily withstand so many spiritual energy bullets that could threaten an eighth-level expert.

No wonder Mr. Jiang said before we came that we didn't need to bring too many bodyguards; it turns out it was because he invited Li Xingzhou!

Lin Qin relaxed her tense body, and Jiang Yingluo smiled slightly: "Xingzhou, aren't you going to leave one alive to ask how you sneaked in?"

“The Embroidered Uniform Guard must be held accountable.” Li Xingzhou turned to look out the window: “A bunch of useless people whose strength is between the fifth and eighth realms… If they were long-standing spies, we wouldn’t say anything, but if they infiltrated, we can’t let them go unpunished.”

Jiang Yingluo opened her mouth, about to say thank you, when she saw Li Xingzhou appear in front of her in an instant and put his arm around her waist.

!! ?

The next second after Jiang Yingluo opened her beautiful eyes wide—

boom!

Boom!

All the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of Zixuan Building shattered, followed by a deafening explosion.

Not only was the entire top floor engulfed in flames, but even the night sky was cleaved open by a long trail of blazing fire, and space itself collapsed.

After a period of intense dizziness subsided, Jiang Yingluo realized she was thousands of meters in the air. Her face paled, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Li Xingzhou's neck, pressing her chest tightly against his arm.

A smile flashed in Li Xingzhou's eyes, and he thoughtfully spread cloud-like spiritual energy under Jiang Yingluo's feet to prevent any accidental exposure.

Jiang Yingluo quickly closed her eyes, her voice hoarse: "Where...where is Lin Qin?"

"Don't worry, I've teleported her and the waiter away."

"Then why don't you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yingluo felt a wave of heat hit her face. She instinctively opened her eyes and saw a long, fiery dragon pressed against Li Xingzhou's outstretched left hand.

"Aunt Luo, you really have a lot of influence. Even the Sage wants to kill you."

Li Xingzhou glanced down at Jiang Yingluo, whose delicate body was trembling slightly. The young woman's figure was truly amazing.

Jiang Yingluo pursed her red lips tightly. She really didn't expect the United Government of Tianqi Island to be so crazy as to tear off all pretense of civility.

She took a few deep breaths, trying not to look at the ground, and said in a low voice, "Take me to see who it is!"

"okay."

With a casual squeeze, the Fiery Dragon in Li Xingzhou's hand shattered into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Take a step.

Feeling dizziness wash over her again, Jiang Yingluo hugged herself even tighter. Before she could react, she saw three figures ten meters away.

A man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, clearly a member of the Wei ethnic group.

The other two are Westerners.

At this moment, the three saints and sages were completely dumbfounded.

Sensing something was wrong, they initially planned to split up and escape, but somehow they ended up coming together again.

Spatial Daoist Techniques!

"So it's you!" Despite the dizziness in her head, Jiang Yingluo's eyes sharpened. She recognized all three of these saints.

He's always been a henchman of his mortal enemy on Tianqi Island.

"Let's give it our all!"

The three exchanged glances, knowing they couldn't escape, and decided to take a gamble.

Jiang Yingluo's expression changed slightly. Unconsciously, she tightened her grip on Li Xingzhou's neck, speaking rapidly, "Xingzhou, there are three of them..."

She had never witnessed a battle at the level of a saint, but she understood how terrifying a saint, as the pinnacle of the world's combat power, could be.

The three people before us are not unknown figures among saints and sages.

Although I had witnessed the battle between Li Xingzhou and Olivia, and heard Olivia say that Li Xingzhou was very strong, I had never actually seen how strong he was.

So at this moment, I can't help but worry.

"Aunt Luo, they are the ones who should be afraid."

With an air of ease, Li Xingzhou effortlessly destroyed two spells, then strolled leisurely through the empty courtyard at night, gradually closing the distance between himself and the three.

Upon seeing this, the sage with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face uttered a low shout, "Cover me!" and then suddenly charged forward amidst the burst of magical light.

Wolf Fang Wind Fist!

Li Xingzhou raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you're a martial arts expert, aren't you?"

Jiang Yingluo felt the terrifying pressure coming towards her, and saw the fist wind getting closer and closer, and then...

Li Xingzhou easily blocked the opponent's punches and kicks with one hand.

Jiang Yingluo looked up and saw that the initial curiosity in Li Xingzhou's eyes had faded, leaving only... boredom.

Yes, it's boring.

It was as if he were facing not a saint standing at the pinnacle of the world, but a mosquito that could be easily swatted away.

Even... with just a glance from him, the magic of the two sages vanished without a trace.

Jiang Yingluo knew Li Xingzhou was strong, but she really didn't expect him to be this strong.

If it were anyone else, Jiang Yingluo would have thought that the ease in her eyes was arrogance or complacency, but at this moment, she only felt at ease.

Unparalleled peace of mind.

This relaxed and carefree feeling is truly captivating.

Jiang Yingluo thought of the way Lin Qin sometimes looked at her, because she had also easily defeated her opponent back then.

For Jiang Yingluo, this sense of control that she could easily overturn was more alluring than success after being evenly matched.

Jiang Yingluo swallowed hard, and then heard Li Xingzhou say "I'm done playing," before casually slapping the monkey-faced saint on the head.

boom!

The other party's eyes rolled back, and the plane crashed.

Li Xingzhou looked at the other two sages, and Jiang Yingluo truly witnessed what it meant to have a killer gaze.

Li Xingzhou merely glanced at it casually, and the two sages looked as if they had been struck by lightning, clutching their heads as they crashed into the plane.

Jiang Yingluo involuntarily opened her red lips and stared blankly at the scene.

When they came to their senses, they found themselves on the ground.

The air was filled with the urgent sound of alarm bells.

Jiang Yingluo's legs went weak, and Li Xingzhou quickly caught her, saying, "Aunt Luo, is it really that bad?"

"I... am not very good at flying."

Jiang Yingluo explained in a trembling voice that she could fly, but her meager cultivation level prevented her from flying for long periods, so although she wasn't afraid of heights, she did get nervous.

After calming down in Li Xingzhou's arms for a while, she quickly took two steps back: "You...did you do that on purpose?"

Li Xingzhou must have known all along that the Sage was outside and that he could have teleported himself away immediately, but he didn't do so.

Jiang Yingluo had already guessed Li Xingzhou's thoughts.

Since I've been so direct, Li Xingzhou will probably offer some pretense of explanation...

"Yes."

"Huh?" Jiang Yingluo's eyes widened as she looked at Li Xingzhou, who had a completely honest expression on his face: "You..."

“That’s right, I just want to show off in front of Aunt Luo.” Li Xingzhou smiled slightly, then suddenly bent down slightly and looked directly into Jiang Yingluo’s beautiful eyes: “I think Aunt Luo has already fallen for me a little.”

Jiang Yingluo's red lips moved slightly, and a blush crept onto her delicate face. She involuntarily took two steps back, the sound of her high heels hitting the ground was quite flustered.

She was far more agitated than when she was attacked!

"I...I didn't..." Jiang Yingluo said, embarrassed and annoyed, "This is just the suspension bridge effect, you cunning little brat!"

Li Xingzhou chuckled, took a step forward, and continued to ask, "Is that really all?"

“That’s it!” Jiang Yingluo glared at Li Xingzhou, but her beautiful eyes, which were slightly misty, had no murderous intent.

"I...I just think you and I have similar personalities, nothing else..."

Jiang Yingluo tried to explain intermittently that she and he both enjoyed the feeling of easily defeating their opponents, but before she could finish speaking, Li Xingzhou suddenly showed a puzzled expression and then wrinkled his nose a few times.

"Aunt Luo, why do you smell like milk?"

Milky flavor?

Jiang Yingluo was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed drastically. She frantically raised her hands to protect her chest, her voice sharp: "N-no, it's just...it's just..."

Li Xingzhou looked at Jiang Yingluo with surprise and suspicion, and as if he understood something, an indescribable excitement appeared in his eyes.