\n“At least you know your place.” The demon woman glanced contemptuously at Ning Shu before moving her gaze back to Qing Yue’s face. “Following me is countless times better than following that trash. I can provide all the cultivation manuals and treasures that you could ever want.”
Qing Yue stepped closer to Ning Shu and looked at her. “Let’s go.”
“Wait.” The demon woman flew down from the sedan chair and stopped Ning Shu and Qing Yue.
“You should make the smart choice while I’m still being nice.” The demon woman’s expression was severe and her whole body exuded a dense demonic energy.
Qing Yue frowned slightly and looked up. His hand turned into a cold and gloomy ribbon-shaped thing. This kelp-like ribbon immediately pierced through the demon woman’s body, like a nail cutting through tofu. There was no resistance at all.
Qing Yue withdrew his hand. His hand was still as white as jade. Pure, limpid, sparkling, and translucent. There wasn’t a single drop of blood on it.
The demon woman slowly looked down at her own chest. There was a big hole and her heart had already been crushed into minced meat.