Chapter 165: Lin Waner’s Choice

"Ahhh…" Xue Yangyun screamed loudly while enduring the Sword Intent.

The Power of Zhu Xian followed the Sword Intent, slashing into Xue Yangyun's body and relentlessly ravaging it.

"You… just give me a quick death!" Xue Yangyun felt this torture was too excruciating, but lacking the courage to commit suicide, he actually begged Bing Cheng to give him a quick death.

In truth, Bing Cheng did not want to torture Xue Yangyun like this; she usually killed with a single strike. However, the Power of Zhu Xian and her current strength had not yet reached the level where she could instantly kill a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator—especially since Xue Yangyun had been in the Late Nascent Soul Stage for a long time and was no ordinary Cultivator of that stage.

"Bing Cheng, die!"

Sect Master Lin Wanxue had teleported behind Bing Cheng at some unknown moment, holding two earth grade magic treasures in her hands; one aimed at Bing Cheng's head, the other at her heart.

Both were vital spots.

Even though Bing Cheng sensed Sect Master Lin Wanxue's appearance, she had no intention of defending.

She had just used her Physical Body to withstand Xue Yangyun's attacks head-on; now, Sect Master Lin Wanxue, who was only at the Early Nascent Soul Stage, could not possibly break through the defenses of the Zhu Xian Body.

The defenses of the Zhu Xian Body were comparable to Bing Ranxue's Dragon body, and perhaps even more terrifying.

"Bang! Bang!" Two loud clashing sounds rang out.

Sect Master Lin Wanxue felt a stinging pain in the webbing between her thumb and index finger, yet those two earth grade magic treasures had not harmed Bing Cheng in the slightest.

"Go to hell!" Sect Master Lin Wanxue, acting like a madwoman, abandoned the two earth grade magic treasures, and immediately gathered bloody spiritual energy in her hands as a terrifying power began to coalesce.

"Slap!" Bing Cheng suddenly turned around and delivered a fierce slap across Sect Master Lin Wanxue's face.

The Power of Zhu Xian surged into Sect Master Lin Wanxue's body, instantly interrupting her spellcasting.

One must know that the Power of Zhu Xian could suppress a powerhouse like Xue Yangyun, who was in the Late Nascent Soul Stage, let alone Sect Master Lin Wanxue, who was only in the Early Nascent Soul Stage.

It was just like last time.

It directly sealed her spiritual energy, making it so she could not even perform the most basic task of a Nascent Soul Cultivator: walking on air.

Sect Master Lin Wanxue's body fell straight toward the ground.

"Master, I leave this Xue Yangyun to you; his cultivation is practically crippled." After saying this to Tang Changfeng, Bing Cheng teleported to catch Sect Master Lin Wanxue's falling body.

Xue Yangyun had been tortured by the Power of Zhu Xian until he was a wreck, and his cultivation had plummeted from the Late Nascent Soul Stage to the Middle Nascent Soul Stage.

Tang Changfeng should have no problem facing him alone.

Just as Bing Cheng caught up to Sect Master Lin Wanxue and prepared to kill her with a single sword strike.

Two figures blocked Bing Cheng's path; they were none other than Lin Waner and the Mysterious Female Cultivator who had been watching the battle from the clouds earlier.

"Seniors, what is the meaning of this? This is a battle between us and the Blood Spirit Sect!" Bing Cheng said coldly.

Upon seeing the two women appear, Sect Master Lin Wanxue burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha… Bing Cheng, our Blood Spirit Sect's…"

Then, she found herself unable to speak.

The Power of Zhu Xian that had been acting on Sect Master Lin Wanxue had already been cleared by the Mysterious Female Cultivator, and she could use her spiritual energy, yet she discovered she could not speak.

"Senior Sister Bing Cheng…" Lin Waner's expression was hesitant.

She had never understood why her sister always wanted to kill Bing Cheng. Bing Cheng had clearly done nothing to provoke her—was it really necessary to reach this point?

"Little friend, why don't you spare this woman's life? After all, she is my Disciple's sister," the Mysterious Female Cultivator said softly.

Sect Master Lin Wanxue looked at the Mysterious Female Cultivator in disbelief; she did not understand.

Didn't this powerful expert want her to attack the Nine-Finger Sect? Why was she distancing herself completely at this moment?

She wanted to speak, but she could not.

She even discovered that she could not even use Divine Sense transmission!

"Senior Sister Bing Cheng… I don't ask for your forgiveness, but… can you spare my sister's life now…" Lin Waner said in an almost pleading tone.

Bing Cheng's gaze, however, was fixed on the Mysterious Female Cultivator.

She stared at her for a long time.

"Hehe… Little friend, what are you looking at?" the Mysterious Female Cultivator chuckled.

"Nothing." Bing Cheng answered indifferently. She had initially thought this Mysterious Female Cultivator was the Unity Realm expert who had emerged from the Sha Xue Small World, but the clothing and attire did not match; they were not the same person.

Furthermore, that Unity Realm expert had already established a sect; there was no need to hide her face.

"Senior, if I am determined to kill this woman today, what will happen?" Bing Cheng asked, looking at the Mysterious Female Cultivator with a serious expression.

Upon hearing this, Lin Waner's face turned pale. Watching the Nascent Soul Cultivators around them constantly getting injured and falling—some from the Blood Spirit Sect, some from the Nine-Finger Sect—she knew that the situation between the two sects had reached a point of life and death.

"Then, little friend, please feel free!" The Mysterious Female Cultivator grabbed Lin Waner and teleported to another location, leaving Sect Master Lin Wanxue exposed before Bing Cheng.

"Wuwuwu…" Sect Master Lin Wanxue wanted to speak.

"Are you afraid of death? Want to beg me for mercy? It's too late!" Bing Cheng thrust the bone sword in her hand, which was wrapped in the powerful Power of Zhu Xian.

Clearly, Bing Cheng had misunderstood, but it did not affect the outcome; today, she was determined to kill Sect Master Lin Wanxue to eliminate future trouble.

"Wuwuwu…" Sect Master Lin Wanxue hurriedly brought out her only remaining defensive measures, as her teleportation had been restricted by Bing Cheng once again.

Various Talismans and Magic Treasures blocked her path.

But the bone sword pierced through all her defenses as if entering an empty space, stopping directly at the center of Sect Master Lin Wanxue's brow.

Lin Waner could not bear to see this scene and hurriedly turned her head away, tears streaming down.

She previously lacked the strength to stop her sister, and now she still lacked the strength to stop Bing Cheng; this was the Karma between Sect Master Lin Wanxue and Bing Cheng.

Moreover, her mysterious Master had said that, based on Bing Cheng's performance in the battle between the two sects, she would consider taking Bing Cheng as a Disciple.

This made Lin Waner understand that the Mysterious Female Cultivator's previous choice to help the Blood Spirit Sect was for the sake of Bing Cheng.

And what about herself? She was only taken as a Disciple by the Mysterious Female Cultivator because she had a destined connection with Bing Cheng.

Lin Waner was powerless to resist, so she chose to evade.

"Senior Sister Bing Cheng…" Lin Waner muttered, and suddenly, she revealed a smile.

"Pfft…" Bing Cheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, teleported back dozens of zhang, and knelt halfway in the air.

At this moment, the Blood Spirit Sect's Old Ancestor, Ancestor Xue Mingtu, stood in the air before Sect Master Lin Wanxue, his palm still slightly raised, with the lingering energy of a Spell still in his hand.

"You little girl are quite extraordinary. To take a palm strike from this old man and only suffer minor injuries—I imagine you must be hiding a great Opportunity on you. Hahaha." Ancestor Xue Mingtu laughed wildly.

At this moment, the other Nine-Finger Sect Nascent Soul Cultivators all disengaged from their opponents and arrived at Bing Cheng's side.

Liu Pingbu had now had one arm severed; the stump was shrouded in a layer of grayish spiritual energy, preventing it from healing, and his entire aura had become somewhat unstable.

There was a huge gap between just stepping into the Peak Nascent Soul Stage and the Perfection of the Peak Nascent Soul Stage.

The other Nascent Soul Cultivators all had some degree of injury; in the entire arena, only Bing Ranxue and He Ruoxi were uninjured.

"Ancestor Xue Mingtu, now that only the two of you Nascent Soul Cultivators remain in the Blood Spirit Sect, why don't you retreat quickly!" Sect Master Gu Mingyang held his stomach; he had also suffered a serious internal injury just now and was completely unable to use spiritual energy to heal.

"Hahaha… In front of this old man, you are nothing but a group of worthless rabble. Today, I will let you know this old man's power!" Ancestor Xue Mingtu said disdainfully.

Immediately, bloody spiritual energy poured out from behind him, and the blood from the slain Nascent Soul Cultivators floated out, rapidly converging.