127: Chapter 127 This servant...this servant knows she was wrong...

Facing Mu Siyao's haughty demeanor, Qin Feng's expression remained as calm as an ancient well, and he even found it somewhat baffling.

His deep, black eyes gazed quietly at the woman before him who thought she had regained control of the situation, as if he were looking at a hopeless idiot.

"Beg you?"

Qin Feng shook his head, a mocking sneer curling the corner of his lips as he said, "It seems the previous lesson didn't teach you a lesson. As soon as your injuries healed, your brain got flooded with water instead."

"You are courting death—!"

Mu Siyao was thoroughly enraged by that look of disdain.

She had originally thought that restoring her cultivation to Qi Refining Level 5 would be enough to make a mere piece of trash at the Second Level of Qi Refining kneel and beg for mercy, weeping bitterly.

"Water Cold Ice Sword—Extinguishing Breath!"

She let out a sharp, piercing cry. Although her original Magical Artifact longsword had been destroyed, her hands flew, and the ice-attribute True Qi within her body gathered frantically, instantly condensing into an ice-frost longsword radiating bone-chilling cold in her palm!

"Swish!"

The sword pierced the air, carrying a shrill scream that tore through the atmosphere. The ice sword transformed into a bolt of white death, striking directly at Qin Feng's throat.

The speed was so fast, and the power so fierce, that it was even thirty percent sharper than her peak period!

"Go to hell, you little beast!" Mu Siyao's eyes flashed with madness and the pleasure of revenge, as if she could already see the image of Qin Feng's head falling to the ground.

However—facing such a lethal sword strike, Qin Feng couldn't even be bothered to dodge.

Just at the critical moment when the sharp ice blade was less than half an inch from his throat.

"Snap."

A very slight, crisp sound.

The sinister grin on Mu Siyao's face instantly froze, her eyes bulging suddenly, as if she had seen the most incredible and terrifying scene in the entire world.

Qin Feng slowly raised his right hand, using only his index and middle fingers.

Just like that, with a casual ease, as if pinching a falling leaf, he clamped down hard on the ice-frost longsword containing violent True Qi.

"Hum—!"

The ice sword trembled violently, emitting a groan of being unable to bear the load, but it could not advance even a fraction of an inch!

"Th-this... how is this possible?!"

Mu Siyao screamed in shock, using all her strength to try and pull back the longsword, but the other party's two fingers were like iron pincers, unmoving.

"Qi Refining Level 5? Do you think you are very strong?"

Qin Feng lifted his eyes slightly, a purple-gold light flashing in the depths of his eyes and vanishing.

"Crack—!"

With a slight twist of his two fingers, the ice-frost longsword, as hard as iron, instantly shattered into a sky full of ice chips.

"Br-broken... You are definitely not at the Second Level of Qi Refining!"

The immense recoil force caused the blood in Mu Siyao's chest to churn, and before she could react.

"Boom!"

Qin Feng moved. He didn't even mobilize his True Qi, relying solely on the Physical Body strength he had just achieved with his Breakthrough. He took a step forward, his right fist like a cannonball exiting the chamber, tearing through the air and smashing fiercely into Mu Siyao's flat lower abdomen.

"Wah—!"

Mu Siyao let out a miserable scream, her entire body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

With a loud "Bang," she slammed heavily into the cliff wall behind her, smashing several cracks into the hard rock, before sliding to the ground like mud.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

She coughed up mouthfuls of blood, her eyes filled with extreme terror, as if she had seen a ghost.

The other party's surging power was simply like an ancient Vicious Beast wearing human skin.

"Swish!"

Qin Feng closed in like a ghost...

"Slap—!"

A resounding slap landed mercilessly on her beautiful cheek.

"This slap is for your self-righteousness!"

"Slap—!"

With a backhand, another slap struck, causing half of Mu Siyao's face to swell up high, with miserable blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"This slap is for your ingratitude!"

"Slap—!"

The third slap followed immediately, vibrating her eardrums until they buzzed, leaving her mind blank.

"This slap is for your utter stupidity!"

Three consecutive slaps completely shattered all of Mu Siyao's pride and fantasies.

Three palms shattered the master's dream, making her recognize that she was a servant...

Qin Feng loosened his wrist slightly, looking down from above at the stunned and shocked Mu Siyao, his cold eyes making one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Come, reorganize your words. Look into my eyes and say it again."

The shadow of death, like a giant python, tightly coiled around Mu Siyao's throat.

Only now did she fully understand that the man before her was not some soft persimmon at the Second Level of Qi Refining, but a deeply hidden, unfathomable villain.

Whatever dignity an Outer Sect senior Disciple had, in the face of absolute power, it wasn't even worth a fart.

"I... I..."

Mu Siyao trembled like chaff, tears mixing with the blood at the corners of her mouth as they dripped down.

She endured the burning pain on her cheek, struggling to move her stiff muscles, forcibly squeezing out a smile that was uglier than crying, yet full of flattery and obsequiousness.

"I... I adore Master..."

Her trembling voice, filled with deep humiliation and total submission, said word by word, "This slave was just joking with Master... This slave is impatient to be your woman, I beg Master to pity me..."

After saying this, Mu Siyao seemed to have drained the last bit of strength from her body, and like a docile dog, she gently rubbed her cheek against Qin Feng's rough back of the hand.

"It would have been better if you were like this earlier; you just had to ask for a beating."

Qin Feng snorted coldly, nodded slightly, and his deep gaze swept over her graceful body, exposed through her shattered leather armor, before he raised his hand and pointed to the babbling stream not far away.

"Go wash. Wash clean. I don't like women with the smell of blood on them."

"Yes... this slave will go right away."

Mu Siyao dared not hesitate in the slightest, scrambling to the side of the stream.

The cold stream water was bone-chilling, but she couldn't care about that right now, removing her tattered clothes one by one.

As she washed the bloodstains and filth from her body, the resentment and unwillingness deep in her heart were finally completely shattered.

Replacing them was a bone-deep fear and awe of Qin Feng.

She knew that in this life, perhaps she would never escape the palm of this man.

After washing away the filth from her body, Qin Feng had already walked straight into the dark cave.

Mu Siyao bit her red lips, pulled over a clean robe to wrap her wet, delicate body, and walked into the cave with bare, snow-white feet, like an obedient little cat.

The light inside the cave was dim, with only a sliver of moonlight penetrating through a crack.

Qin Feng leaned against the stone wall, closing his eyes to rest.

"Master..."

Mu Siyao called out coquettishly, her voice so soft and sweet that it could drip water.

She took lotus steps, walked slowly to his front, and without the slightest shyness, threw herself directly into his arms.

She actively wrapped her hands around Qin Feng's broad back, pressing her delicate body, carrying the coolness of the stream water, tightly against him.

"This slave knows she was wrong, I will definitely be very obedient, very obedient in the future..."

Saying this, she tilted up her face, which was slightly swollen but still charming and moving, and without hesitation, leaned forward to offer a passionate and submissive kiss.