Primordial Cultivator

"To provoke a queen like me, you really know how to court death," she added.

Yang Wei cleared his throat slightly as he opened his mouth to speak.

In a loud and clear voice, Yang Wei said, "I never even heard of the Saint Race so why would I be frightened?"

This was his first encounter with someone claiming to be from the Saint Race.

There weren\'t any records of people coming from the Saint Race except for demons.

Hence, Yang Wei was completely clueless about Zhu Wenqian\'s identity nor understood her status.

Meanwhile, Zhu Wenqian suddenly curled her lips upward.

"Did you think I\'m going to fall for your tricks again? You already fooled me once, but now you\'re trying to fool me twice? Dream on!" Zhu Wenqian\'s expression turned ferocious as she activated some kind of movement technique.

"Fast…" Yang Wei mumbled at the sight of her speed.

His vision blurred for a few seconds from the wind pressure generated by Zhu Wenqian\'s pace.

Suddenly, Zhu Wenqian extended her hand out as she clutched onto Yang Wei\'s neck.

"Let\'s see, little boy." Zhu Wenqian grinned evilly as she grasped tighter.

Yang Wei began coughing as he found it difficult to breathe. \'Ugh, I knew I shouldn\'t have poked my nose into mystery things.\'

Yang Wei tried to struggle but Zhu Wenqian\'s eyes suddenly glowed red and Yang Wei\'s consciousness was hit.

\'N-Not again…\' Yang Wei felt his eyes turn drowsy as he slowly closed his eyes.

As Yang Wei was knocked unconscious by Zhu Wenqian, her expression turned devilish.

"Hmph, a greenhouse boy actually dared to fool this queen." Zhu Wenqian snorted as she pointed her finger at Yang Wei\'s forehead.

Her finger then emitted a dim but subtle light as it pierce through his forehead.

However, there wasn\'t any blood leakage and Zhu Wenqian became dumbfounded.

"What the hell?" Zhu Wenqian clamored loudly as she wondered what just happened.

Zhu Wenqian gnashed her teeth as she tried to pierce Yang Wei\'s forehead again but the outcome remained the same.

Despite Yang Wei having no resistance, Zhu Wenqian couldn\'t tear his soul consciousness apart.

"What\'s wrong with this boy?" Zhu Wenqian screamed in anger as she retrieved a sword.

She narrowed her eyes at Yang Wei as she flung him to the ground. Zhu Wenqian unsheathed her swords slightly and a sword intent began lighting up.

"ENOUGH!"

A voice suddenly echoed in the cave, sending a chill sensation at Zhu Wenqian.

Zhu Wenqian\'s expression darkened as she shouted, "Who is it? Stop hiding like a coward and face me."

However, there was no reply and Zhu Wenqian started laughing like a maniac.

"Did you think I don\'t know you are hiding in this boy\'s body?" Zhu Wenqian said menacingly. "The first time my spiritual qi didn\'t pierce his soul-conscious, it must have been stopped by you, right?"

Seeing how there was no reply, Zhu Wenqian nodded her head.

"Not only did the boy take me for a fool, now someone is trying to act mysterious in front of this queen. Seems like I need to show my prowess first."

Zhu Wenqian unleashed her sword intent as she raised her sword and hacked in on Yang Wei\'s unconscious body.

The sword\'s intent was ferocious and if it made contact with the defenseless Yang Wei, then Yang Wei would most likely die.

\'What are you going to do now?\' Zhu Wenqian exclaimed inwardly as she waited for the mysterious person to show up.

She had determined that Yang Wei was being protected by someone but that someone does not wish to expose himself.

However, she was a queen and no one can disrespect the queen and get away with it.

"Come out of your hiding hole!" Zhu Wenqian teased as she didn\'t care about the outcome.

"Tch. You have forced my hands."

The same voice echoed again as it nullified the sword\'s intent from Zhu Wenqian. Afterward, a dim golden light appeared out of Yang Wei\'s body.

"You people from the Saint Race are always so crazy and stubborn." A small pagoda-like body said as he revealed himself to Zhu Wenqian.

Zhu Wenqian held a gawking expression as she took a step back.

"Y-Y-You\'re…." Zhu Wenqian stuttered as she couldn\'t get her words out.

"At least you seemed to be intelligent enough to recognize me." The small pagoda-like body said as he floated midair.

Zhu Wenqian shook her head vigorously after regaining her composure.

"Impossible!" She screamed in a loud voice. "You were dead back then and everyone had seen you perished alongside your master. There\'s no way you could still be alive."

The small pagoda-like body suddenly showed a nostalgic feeling when he heard her words.

His expression was tranquil as he nodded his head. "Indeed, my body may have been slain by you people before but the Pagoda still remains. As long as the Pagoda exists, I will never die."

Zhu Wenqian\'s aura suddenly increased as she showed a cautious yet ferocious expression.

She held the hilt of her sword tightly and her cultivation realm continued to rise up.

From her initial Houtian Realm, Zhu Wenqian had advanced her cultivation realm by one, stepping into the Xiantian Realm.

However, it didn\'t stop just there as her aura continued to rise up.

2nd stage....4th stage…

6th stage...8th stage…

By the time she reached the 9th stage of the Xiantian Realm, Zhu Wenqian suddenly stopped her aura from rising further when the sky turned completely dark.

Meanwhile, the small pagoda-like body smirked as he teased, "Why didn\'t you advance further?"

"Hmph, you think I\'m dumb enough to provoke the heaven\'s will and risk a backlash?" Zhu Wenqian snorted.

Zhu Wenqian then pointed her sword at the small Pagoda-like body with a ferocious gaze.

"Fan Ping, back then my Saint Race had failed to slaughter you.. This time, I shall complete their task and slay you right here."