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"Impressive..."

Yino nodded, impressed. At the same time, he patted the little deer beneath him, who was also mesmerized by Yuyan’s sword skills.

"Stop staring, little deer. With our puny fighting skills, we’d better find a place to hide!"

"Wangxue isn’t a weakling like you! I even knocked that bad guy flying earlier!" the little deer snorted, raising her head proudly.

Yino gasped, taken aback. He wanted to argue but couldn’t find the words.

"If this innate holy sword body wasn’t so different from what I expected, I’m telling you, if I had even Nascent Soul level cultivation, I’d be toying with that big lug!"

"But Master, you haven’t even reached Core Formation..." the deer muttered dismissively.

Yino’s smile froze. After a moment of silence, he suddenly slapped the nine-colored deer’s butt.

"Stop running! I’ll show you what a real man is right now!"

Seeing the deer flying farther and farther, almost out of the secret realm, Yino couldn’t help but shout.

It was Wangxue’s first time being spanked so hard. She trembled, looking back at Yino with pitiful, wronged eyes.

Yino stared at her with an intriguing look.

"Weren’t you not afraid of Gu Wanglan? Come on! Let’s go back and face our fears!"

"I... I..."

"Besides, I told you to find a hiding spot, not run away! Senior Sister is still fighting alone. How can we be deserters?"

"But... but..."

Wangxue was speechless, but remembering the demonic humanoid’s roar, she couldn’t help but tremble in fear.

Yino gently patted the deer’s butt again, signaling Wangxue to turn back towards the mountain god temple.

"So, Wangxue, you’re a coward too. Don’t mock your master anymore, got it?"

"Okay..."

Seeing Yino was serious, the nine-colored deer could only obey, flying back to the temple as instructed.

But all the way, the deer’s face couldn’t hide its fear.

After all, it was a fight to the death between Nascent Soul cultivators!

Though Wangxue liked to banter with Yino, it was just talk. If Yino really took her back to the battlefield, Wangxue immediately became more obedient.

"Master, you’re only at Foundation Establishment. That bad guy’s gone berserk and is beyond Nascent Soul level!"

"And look at me, I’m just a little accessory with a battle power less than you, only good for supporting. What if something happens to you? What can a lone deer do?"

"So, maybe we shouldn’t go back and get in Senior Sister’s way?"

All the way, Wangxue kept pleading and acting cute, clearly trying to persuade Yino.

Seeing the little one admit her mistake, Yino stopped teasing her and smiled:

"Of course I know we couldn’t even scratch Gu Wanglan if he stood still for a year."

"But Wangxue, do you know?"

"There’s a shortcut in this world that can get us high rewards without any effort!"

Yino raised a finger, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the distant battle, a mischievous smile curling his lips.

The nine-colored deer blinked, shaking her head in confusion.

"Alright, this distance is about right, You can go back now."

Seeing they were only a few miles from the temple, Yino gently patted the deer’s butt again, signaling her to land.

Wangxue was used to being patted by now and obediently turned into a golden light, returning to the sacred mark on Yino’s hand.

Walking along the night forest path towards the temple, Yino casually smiled and said:

"The shortcut I mentioned just now - it’s called picking up the pieces!"

[Picking up the pieces?]

In the sea of consciousness, the little deer tilted her head and blinked.

Without notice, Yino had quietly climbed onto a branch of an ancient tree outside the mountain temple.

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Sitting on the branch, he silently observed the thrilling fight between the white-robed sword immortal and the demonic humanoid inside the temple. His eyes were calm, showing no concern for his senior sister even when she was injured by a sweeping attack. But as the grotesque humanoid repeatedly stumbled and fell, a hint of worry and unease appeared in the young man’s cold eyes.

"Yes, picking up the pieces."

"This is a required course for any qualified protagonist in the cultivation world..."

Yino’s lips curled into a smile. With the destiny of a holy sword body descending upon him, he no longer humbly referred to himself as a villain’s cannon fodder, but directly started calling himself the protagonist.

Under Yino’s unwavering gaze, Yuyan leapt up and thrust her sword into the humanoid’s head.

But even with the sword in his brain, the grotesque body only swayed slightly, his legs not buckling.

"Not good!"

Meeting the white-robed lady’s exclamation, the humanoid suddenly opened its bloody maw and let out a long howl.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

Lava spewed from the monster’s mouth.

At the same time, he clutched its head, as if brewing something.

Before the white-robed lady could pull away from the monster’s head, the humanoid roared deeply, exploding with terrifying black flames in all directions.

"Cough... ugh..."

The white-robed lady leapt into the air, dodging repeatedly, but even so, the earth-shaking explosion and the oncoming heatwave made her proud, unyielding face show pain and embarrassment. Her red lips, gently bitten by her teeth, couldn’t help but let out muffled groans.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Yino sat on the treetop, also raising his hand to shield his face, mirroring the lady’s actions to avoid the rolling black flames in the air.

After a long war cry ended, Yino finally opened his eyes and looked back at the battlefield to assess the situation.

At some point, he saw the humanoid slowly climb onto the altar of the mountain temple. After that, it suddenly plunged its molten greatsword into the center of the altar. Terrifying life energy immediately activated the entire life altar.

Rustle rustle...

As countless blood-colored vines awakened, eerie slithering sounds came from the altar again.

"What is this...?"

Yuyan stood not far from the temple entrance. Feeling the ominous, dangerous aura permeating the air, her beautiful cold face, stained with traces of blood, couldn’t help but grow suspicious.

But dangerous as it was, the lady was already standing far enough. If she retreated further, she might not be able to catch up immediately if the enemy suddenly fled!

Now, Yuyan mainly didn’t understand what kind of strange technique this was.

If she rashly attacked, she might step into forbidden ground and get entangled by the tentacle-like vines on the strange altar, walking right into a trap!

But if she didn’t attack and just stood watching from afar, it felt like the agony of watching someone charge up a big move!

"Full Moon Cult members are already tough to deal with. I didn’t expect... now it’s a Nascent Soul level righteous sword cultivator who’s fallen..."

"The cultist Yino mentioned in his letter was actually hiding in Wuji Sect’s secret realm!"

Thinking of this, the white-robed lady fell into a dilemma, her cold expression showing wariness mixed with hesitation and unease.

However, contrary to Yuyan’s increasingly worried look, on the ancient tree branch at the other end, Yino’s face finally lit up with excitement as he watched the humanoid plunge its greatsword into the altar.

"I knew it!"

"Gu Wanglan found he couldn’t beat Yuyan, so of course he’d use this move when near death!"

Seeing the demonic formation on the altar about to form, Yino couldn’t hide the excitement in his eyes as he stood up.

"Wangxue, do you see?"

"This so-called picking up the pieces..."

"It’s like what I’m doing now - finding a place where no one’s around, crouching down, and secretly observing. Let’s see if the fallen Gu Wanglan, pushed to the brink, might use some self-destructive sacrifice to hurt the enemy a thousand while hurting himself eight hundred, leaving Yuyan, who’s at the same level, also seriously injured!"

"When that time comes, whether it’s saving the beauty... or snatching the kill for loot..."

"Won’t all these opportunities just fall into our laps?"