Shoot me on the head

"What is this supposed to mean!?"

"He actually trapped me and him together inside a Formation?"

"Shouldn't he have used the Formation to keep me isolated outside?"

Wuyang Martial Saint felt uncertain and suspicious, but his attacks did not cease; he was determined to put Su Lang to death.

A moment earlier.

Chu Xiaobei was currently in a state of complete bewilderment!

"What on earth is this guy doing!?"

Chu Xiaobei completely failed to understand why Su Lang would use a trapping Formation to lock both himself and Wuyang Martial Saint inside.

This was simply… an unfathomable move!

"Forget it!"

Seeing that Wuyang Martial Saint was about to kill Su Lang, Chu Xiaobei stepped out of the Void Realm without a second thought and stomped her foot down onto Wuyang Martial Saint's head.

A terrifying aura of a Nine-Star Martial Saint descended. Wuyang Martial Saint's expression changed drastically, filled with extreme terror!!

Without even thinking, he immediately withdrew his attack and tried to flee!

However, as soon as he turned around, he was faced with the trapping Formation!

"It's over!"

"So this was the purpose of the trapping Formation!"

"This One-Star Martial Saint is a lure!"

"I've actually walked right into someone else's trap!"

"Damn it! Who exactly is this Nine-Star Martial Saint? Why do they want to kill me!?"

"…"

A flurry of thoughts flashed through Wuyang Martial Saint's mind; he felt the despair of death and immense terror!

When facing death, time seemed to become exceptionally long.

Wuyang Martial Saint could clearly perceive the massive, irresistible power above his head.

Death was approaching!

Suddenly.

"Stop—!!"

A sharp shout came through, filled with extreme dissatisfaction.

"Who is shouting?"

Wuyang Martial Saint was a bit confused, "Am I having auditory hallucinations?"

And right at that moment.

The terrifying attack that was about to stomp his head into his chest in the next instant actually stopped!

"What's going on?"

"Am I dreaming? I should have been stomped to death, right? What on earth happened?"

Wuyang Martial Saint looked around, his face blank with astonishment.

Then he saw that young male Martial Saint roll his eyes and say to the extremely beautiful Nine-Star female Martial Saint:

"Didn't we agree that you should only act after I send you a signal?"

"Why are you so disobedient? Hurry up and go back!"

"…"

Then, he saw the fairy-like female Martial Saint say angrily:

"Hmph!"

"I only acted because I was worried about you, and you actually yelled at me!"

"Hmph, go to hell, I won't care about you anymore!"

"…"

Immediately after, the breathtakingly beautiful female Martial Saint withdrew her foot and disappeared, fuming with rage.

"What on earth is going on here!?"

"Could it be that this little Martial Saint isn't some lure, but a descendant of a great clan, and I'm being used as a training target?"

"That must be it! That little Martial Saint actually dared to scold a Nine-Star female Martial Saint, and she actually listened!"

"Could this guy be a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan!!"

"Who the hell did I offend? Didn't I just capture a few women!?"

"A direct descendant of an Imperial Clan actually ran all the way to this godforsaken place and targeted me!?"

Wuyang Martial Saint's thoughts raced, his eyes wide, feeling both terrified and powerless.

However, it was at least better than the temporary despair he felt before.

Wuyang Martial Saint steadied himself, then intended to kneel down and kowtow to Su Lang to beg for mercy.

But just at that moment.

"Hey, Wuyang Martial Saint!"

"What just happened doesn't count, let's do it again. Come, come, come, pat my head!"

These two sentences fell into Wuyang Martial Saint's ears, leaving him completely bewildered once again.

"Don't just stand there stunned!"

Su Lang took a deep breath and said sternly, "Hurry up and pat my head, now, immediately, right away."

"I… I know I was wrong!"

"Please don't mock me anymore, I am kowtowing to admit my mistake!"

"Please spare me once, I am willing to be your slave or dog, I am very good at doing dirty work!"

Wuyang Martial Saint was stunned for a moment, but still knelt down in terror, took out a stone, and began kowtowing on it with loud thuds.

Looking at him, he was almost scared out of his wits.

"Sigh!"

Su Lang sighed, feeling very distressed and unwilling.

Such a perfect plan, actually ruined by Chu Xiaobei!

If things had gone according to the original plan…