âWhatâs going on?â
âWhy isnât it working?â
Sitting in her room, Yu Yunwei bit her finger and gazed at the wooden hut where Xiao Mo lived a short distance away.
Xiao Mo was one Realm higher than her, but her Illusion Technique had successfully controlled a Cave Mansion Realm Cultivator beforeâan adult, no less.
But Xiao Mo was her age, and he had no guard up against her whatsoever.
âLogically, my attempt to control him with an Illusion Technique this afternoon should have been an easy success.â
But unexpectedly, Xiao Mo had broken free of her control in a mere instant.
âDoes he have some special ability? Or is his mind powerful beyond my wildest imagination?â
Yu Yunweiâs brow furrowed. She couldnât wrap her head around it.
A growing unease settled in her heart, especially when she recalled the way her master spoke with Xiao Mo.
It was as if Xiao Mo was on equal footing with her master.
âWhy?â
âOn what grounds could he speak to Master Blood Demon with such an attitude?â
âMy talent isnât bad, so why does Master only have eyes for him?!â
A vicious glint flashed through Yu Yunweiâs eyes.
âIâll have to find another way!â
ăFor the next few daysă
Yu Yunwei made no more strange moves.
On the contrary, she appeared exceptionally well-behaved.
Yu Yunwei washed clothes for Xiao Mo and Blood Demon, cooked their meals, and swept the courtyard.
When Xiao Mo grew tired from his saber practice, Yu Yunwei would promptly bring him a bowl of tea.
Xiao Mo, for his part, acted as if the incident had never happened, still treating her as his junior sister.
Yu Yunwei showed some interest in the Blood Demon Saber Technique, but Blood Demon was too absorbed in Liu Bei to teach her, so Xiao Mo showed her a few moves.
However, it was clear she was simply not suited for practicing with a blade.
ăA month lateră
Xiao Mo needed to go to Ten Thousand Demons Town to buy a few things, and Yu Yunwei tagged along.
"Iâm going to buy some Body Tempering Herbs. Junior Sister, could you go fill this with the Sangluo Wine that Blood Demon wants?" Xiao Mo said to Yu Yunwei.
"Okay, Senior Brother!" Yu Yunwei nodded, then ran off toward the wine shop, clutching her masterâs wine gourd.
However, just as Xiao Mo finished buying the Body Tempering Herbs he needed and found Yu Yunwei, he saw her arguing with a group of men.
"Whatâs wrong?"
Xiao Mo asked as he walked over.
Seeing her senior brother arrive, Yu Yunwei quickly ran over and hugged his arm. "Senior Brother, right before you got here, I heard them saying that the position of Saint Heir is guaranteed to go to their senior brother. I just think itâs ridiculous!"
With that, Yu Yunwei shouted at the men, "You trash! You still think you can snatch the Saint Heir position in seven years? Let me tell you, the position of Saint Heir belongs to my senior brother! Weâll see if your senior brother can even last three rounds against his blade!"
As Yu Yunweiâs words landed, the disciples from Yunxiao Peak were so enraged their shoulders heaved. They looked as if they wanted to cut the girl down right then and there.
Xiao Mo, however, merely shot a cool glance at his junior sister.
"Trash! Whatâs wrong? Werenât you pieces of trash just about to kill me? Now that my senior brotherâs here, youâve lost your nerve? Trash! Youâre nothing but cowards!"
Yu Yunwei continued her taunts.
"Damn it! Letâs kill these two!"
The Yunxiao Peak disciples drew their longswords and lunged at Xiao Mo.
These disciples were only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Xiao Mo didnât even unsheathe his long blade; with a single swing of the sheathed weapon, he sent them flying backward, spitting mouthfuls of blood.
"Letâs go. Time to head back," Xiao Mo said, turning to lead Yu Yunwei out of the town.
But he hadnât taken more than a few steps before a beam of Sword Qi shot toward him. At that exact moment, a faint smile secretly touched the corners of Yu Yunweiâs lips.
Xiao Mo spun around, shattering the Sword Qi with a single slash of his blade.
A man in a long, cloud-patterned robe strode toward them.
The man appeared to be about twenty years old. Judging from the aura he exuded, he had already formed a Golden Core.
Xiao Moâs gaze fell on the Identity Jade Token at the manâs waist, which read: "Cai Tianrui, Yunxiao Peak."
Xiao Mo had heard of him. This was Cai Tianrui, Master Yunxiaoâs Direct Disciple and his most favored one at that. He had reached the Golden Core Realm at only nineteen.
"You injured disciples of my Yunxiao Peak and think you can just walk away?" Cai Tianrui stared coldly at Xiao Mo.
"Th-then what are you going to do about it!" Yu Yunwei mustered her courage and yelled at Cai Tianrui. "Iâll have you know, weâre disciples of Blood Sin Peak!"
"Disciples of Blood Sin Peak? Heh. I seem to recall your master saying that if a fight breaks out between cultivators two Realms apart, they are responsible for their own life and death. She wonât interfere."
Cai Tianrui glanced at his junior brothers, who were groaning on the ground.
"Youâre Xiao Mo, right? Iâd rather not be accused of bullying the weak. Kowtow to me three times and sever one of your arms, and Iâll let you live."
"Senior Brother..." Yu Yunwei looked at Xiao Mo with feigned "concern." "Cai Tianrui is a Golden Core Realm Cultivator... Why donât we just let it go? This is my fault. Iâll kowtow for you..."
"No need." Xiao Mo turned away, acting as if no one else there even registered. "Letâs go."
Watching Xiao Mo continue toward the city gates, Cai Tianruiâs brow furrowed. His hand tightened on his scabbard, killing intent beginning to radiate from him.
A cold light flashed as Cai Tianrui swung his sword at Xiao Mo.
The Sword Qi coalesced into a giant dragon that lunged at Xiao Mo.
Cai Tianrui held nothing back. He intended to obliterate Xiao Mo, body and soul, with this single strike!
Just when everyone thought Xiao Mo was doomed.
Xiao Moâs Spirit-Collecting Blade left its sheath.
A mountain-like Sword Intent pressed down on everyoneâs shoulders. The Blood Evil Qi was so thick it was hard to breathe.
Before the eyes of every spectator, Xiao Mo brought his blade down in a single stroke.
The Blood Evil Qi crashed down like a waterfall, smashing into the draconic Sword Qi and sweeping past it.
When everyone came to their senses, they saw that Cai Tianrui had been sliced in half.
âHow is this possible?â
Yu Yunwei stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, her eyes filled with utter disbelief.
âCai Tianrui was a full two Realms higher than Xiao Mo, and yet... he couldnât withstand a single one of his strikes?â
âIs he really in the Cave Mansion Realm?â
âHow could a Cave Mansion Realm Cultivator like that possibly exist in this world?â
Sheathing his long blade, Xiao Mo continued on his way as if nothing had happened.
Only after Xiao Mo had walked some distance away did Yu Yunwei snap out of it and hurry to catch up.
As they left Ten Thousand Demons Town and made their way back to Blood Sin Peak, Xiao Mo spoke slowly. "Donât ever do something like that again."
"Huh?" Yu Yunwei froze for a second, then asked in confusion, "What are you referring to, Senior Brother?"
Xiao Mo stopped and turned to face her directly.
"Senior Brother..." Seeing his serious expression, Yu Yunwei hugged her arms to her chest. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Hold out your hand."
"Senior Brother..."
"Hold out your hand." Xiao Mo shook his head. "I donât want to say it a third time."
Yu Yunwei had no choice but to slowly extend her pale, soft hand.
Xiao Mo raised his scabbard and struck her palm, again and again.
Yu Yunwei bit her lip hard against the pain.
After ten strikes, her palm was already swelling.
Looking at the girlâs tear-filled eyes, Xiao Mo said in a calm voice,
"Yun Wei, since Blood Demon wonât teach you, I will be the one to discipline you from now on."