Are you qualified?

"Mysterious Cold Heaven-Sealing Art!"

The thoughts in Chu Xiaobei's mind did not affect her move.

A soft shout rang out!

Then, countless strange cold currents containing profound rules shot into the sky, instantly freezing Chiri Muzhu's fist.

Immediately after, Chiri Muzhu's fist shattered inch by inch, turning into fly ash and vanishing into the Void Realm.

Yet Chu Xiaobei's strange cold currents continued unabated, carrying the majestic and matchless Aura of a Nine-Star Great Saint as they charged fiercely toward Chiri Muzhu.

"What!?"

"A Nine-Star Martial Saint!?"

Chiri Muzhu was instantly pale with shock.

His current combat strength could barely contend with an Eight-Star Martial Saint, but facing a Nine-Star Martial Saint, he was completely outmatched.

Of course, the other nine Martial Saints weren't there just to watch.

Although they were shocked enough for their eyes to bulge by Chu Xiaobei's true combat strength, they immediately acted when they saw Chiri Muzhu about to perish under the attack of a Nine-Star Martial Saint.

They had to act; otherwise, it would be a case of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold'—they would be picked off one by one!

The nine of them combined their strength, along with Chiri Muzhu himself, to condense terrifying worldly rules, which instantly collided with Chu Xiaobei's attack.

"Boom—!!"

A terrifying shockwave spread out; the heavens shook, the earth trembled, and the wind and clouds changed color!

The clouds in the sky were instantly blown away, and the vegetation and soil on the ground were scraped away by dozens of meters!

"Not good!"

Yaochi Yanfa's eyes were filled with horror, and he immediately expanded his Martial Saint Domain to protect Su Lang and the others.

Within the battlefield.

The aftershocks of the battle gradually dissipated.

Chu Xiaobei stood where she was, motionless.

Chiri Muzhu and the others, nine in total, were all knocked back dozens of feet, each of them drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

Although there were nine of them, the quality of their Power of Rules could not compare to Chu Xiaobei's; even together, they were no match for her.

However, while they couldn't defeat Chu Xiaobei, they wouldn't be easily killed either.

The two sides were temporarily in a stalemate.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"Why are you helping the Yaochi Sacred Clan?"

"Whatever benefits the Yaochi Sacred Clan gave Your Excellency, we will give ten times more!"

Chiri Muzhu and the others stared intently at Chu Xiaobei, a trace of fear still lingering in their eyes.

Their words immediately made the hearts of Yaochi Yanfa and the others leap into their throats.

To be fair, their Yaochi Sacred Clan hadn't really given Su Lang and Chu Xiaobei any benefits.

Instead, they had obtained some benefits from Su Lang and Chu Xiaobei.

For example, the Medicinal Pills to treat 'infertility', finding the kidnapped Yaochi Yiran, and the sea of the sky that Su Lang's maidservant Chu Xiaobei was about to refine… To be honest, the two sides weren't that close; if Su Lang's group agreed to Chiri Muzhu's offer, the Yaochi Clan would be in deep trouble.

At this moment.

"Heh!"

Su Lang gave a disdainful laugh. "Even if you gave me a hundred times the benefits, I still find you 'Red-Yellow-Green' bunch annoying. Chu Xiaobei, go."

You sure are used to ordering her around!

Chu Xiaobei rolled her eyes hard and said, "If we keep fighting, this Legacy won't be able to open, and it might even vanish into the Void Realm."

"Ah? What's wrong? Why?"

Su Lang looked surprised and a bit embarrassed.

"Xianyang Martial Saint is dead, so his Martial Saint Domain is naturally becoming more fragile."

Chu Xiaobei said helplessly, "If the fight continues, the space will collapse, and the Legacy will be annihilated."

"Alright."

Su Lang nodded and said indifferently to Chiri Muzhu and the others, "This Young Master is in a good mood today and will spare you. Now, get lost!"

Chiri Muzhu's expression turned ugly as he snorted, "Hmph! Does Your Excellency insist on opposing us to the end?"

"Me, opposing you?"

Su Lang sneered, "You can't even beat this Young Master's maidservant. Are you qualified?"

"Maidservant!?"

Chiri Muzhu and the others were pale with shock.

A dignified Nine-Star Great Saint is actually this kid's maidservant!?

Even a direct descendant of an Immortal Clan wouldn't get such treatment!

Then what kind of identity must this guy have?

An heir to an Emperor Clan!?

In an instant, the thought of apologizing immediately and then turning to flee rose in the minds of Chiri Muzhu and the others.

But they couldn't bear to part with the Xianyang Martial Saint's Legacy!

Fleeing meant giving up on the Xianyang Martial Saint's Legacy!

That was a Quasi-Immortal Rank powerhouse who was famous even in the ancient times!

Thus, Chiri Muzhu and the others froze there, hesitating.

Flee? They couldn't bear to!

Don't flee? They were terrified!

And just then, the arrogant and contemptuous Su Lang spoke again.