Chapter 34 Luo Lingxi, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi!

The voice was soft and melodious, like a clear spring flowing through the mountains or a secluded orchid blooming in an empty valley, making anyone who heard it forget their worldly troubles.

But when it reached Lin Mo's ears, his expression suddenly turned solemn!

“Oh no...”

“This is aimed at me!”

Lin Mo felt a sense of bitterness in his heart!

In this Cangxuan Great Realm, the vast majority of people go their entire lives without ever seeing a Saint Realm existence.

They were legendary powerhouses, as elusive as a Divine Dragon showing its head but not its tail.

But his experiences over the past few days were as if he had stumbled into a nest of Saints.

First, there were two Saint Realm Great Demons, then the Divine Thought of the Burning Heaven Holy Venerable, and now, another one had arrived!

And looking at this display, there was no doubt that this approaching Saint Realm existence was definitely coming for him!

To be honest, it made him extremely panicked!

After all, being targeted by a Saint whose intentions were unknown brought an immense amount of pressure!

“Oh, finally couldn't sit still anymore?”

“I knew it!”

Beside him, Mu Yurou's expression didn't seem surprised at all.

Even though the owner of the voice hadn't appeared yet, she already knew the newcomer was from the Yaochi Holy Land she had glimpsed earlier.

The Yaochi Holy Land had an ancient Legacy and deep foundations, and it shared a profound connection with the Taiyin Sacred Body.

Therefore, it wasn't strange that they could sense the Yin Qi on Lin Mo from so far away!

“This is troublesome...”

The Fierce Sword King naturally thought of this as well, and his entire body instantly tensed up.

The next second.

Buzz!

In the originally frozen Void Realm, a strange ripple suddenly appeared.

Immediately after, a rain of flowers drifted down from thin air, accompanied by bursts of celestial music, as if a goddess was about to descend to the mortal world.

Within this dreamlike scene, two figures slowly stepped out of the Void Realm and landed on the plaza.

Walking in front was a young girl.

She wore a simple white palace dress, and though she wore no makeup, it couldn't hide her peerless, nation-toppling beauty.

Her temperament was ethereal and holy, her body seemingly shrouded in a faint celestial mist that made her difficult to see clearly, yet made one want to bow down in worship.

She was like a snow lotus blooming atop the Heavenly Pond—noble, pure, and untainted by the slightest hint of mortal dust.

Half a step behind her followed a middle-aged beautiful woman dressed in a magnificent palace gown.

This woman had a full figure and an elegant bearing; every movement exuded the dignified grace of someone who had long held a high position.

However, the faint Aura she emitted caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly, clearly marking her as a terrifyingly powerful Saint Realm powerhouse!

“Woah... this...”

“Could these be people from Yaochi?!”

Looking at these sudden uninvited guests, Lei Jingxiao was left dumbfounded!

Although he was a Holy Land Sequence, he spent his years fighting among men and hadn't really seen many Yaochi Disciples before.

Seeing such Fairy-like figures now, he found it quite novel.

Beyond the novelty, the exquisite beauty and transcendent temperament of the girl from Yaochi also made him sigh in admiration.

But it was merely a sigh.

Because as a blockhead, a brute, and a battle maniac whose mind was only filled with fighting and getting stronger,

He was fundamentally uninterested in female charms!

In his eyes, women would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword... or rather, thrust his spear!

Only a hearty battle and an evenly matched opponent could give him a sense of excitement!

Lin Mo naturally didn't know what this "steel-straight man" Lei Jingxiao was thinking.

At this moment, the girl before him gave him an impression that could be described as stunning.

Setting aside her top-tier looks, her transcendent temperament was truly captivating.

However, Lin Mo had seen many beauties by now.

Whether it was his own quirky sister, the gentle Su Qinghan,

Or Ji Lingxue, Gu Zhiyun, and the Liu Sisters whom he had just parted with—which one of them wasn't a peerless beauty of the human world?

So he wasn't so infatuated that his Divine Soul was dazed or that he couldn't even walk.

In fact, rather than infatuation... as he faced this mysterious girl now, his eyes were filled with deep wariness!

Because in his perception, this seemingly fragile girl's Aura was as deep and bottomless as a dark pool!

Her true strength was likely far beyond that of You Xuan, who had given him such a hard-fought battle!

To put it simply... right now, even if he used all his methods, he probably couldn't beat her!

This was a bit awkward!

“If I haven't mistaken, you two should be from Yaochi?”

“May I ask what you mean by suddenly stopping us and even forcibly interrupting the teleportation?”

Just then, the Fierce Sword King took a deep breath, stepped forward, and shielded Lin Mo and the others behind him.

With a face as calm as water, he questioned the two who had just landed on the ground.

Although he was also intimidated by a Saint, as an Elder of the Yanyang Holy Land, he could not let his Aura weaken at such a time!

“I recognize you.”

“The Elder of the Yanyang Holy Land, the Fierce Sword King.”

The dignified and elegant middle-aged woman glanced indifferently at the Fierce Sword King, her tone flat.

“Rest assured, I have no ill will.”

“Nor do I intend to make an enemy of your Yanyang Holy Land.”

“I am merely accompanying the Saintess to meet this... very special little friend.”

As she spoke, her gaze bypassed the Fierce Sword King and landed directly on Lin Mo, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

“May I know Senior's honored name?”

Seeing the female Saint speak and reveal his identity, the Fierce Sword King didn't dare to be arrogant and quickly cupped his hands in inquiry.

After all, the situation was stronger than the person; before a Saint, proper etiquette could not be lacking.

“I am Shui Yunqing, a Grand Elder of the Yaochi Holy Land.”

“And also the Dao Protector of the Saintess.”

Shui Yunqing answered calmly, with no intention of hiding her identity.

“So it is Senior Shui!”

“Junior Yang Li greets Senior Shui.”

The Fierce Sword King's heart jolted, and he hurried to bow again.

He had heard of the name Shui Yunqing; she was an old-generation Saint Lord Realm powerhouse with unfathomable strength!

“No need for such formalities.”

Shui Yunqing waved her hand casually, clearly not caring much for someone of the Fierce Sword King's level.

Her beautiful eyes remained firmly locked on Lin Mo, as if she had discovered some rare treasure.

“Little friend, would you like to step forward and have a few words?”

She invited him; although she used an inquiring tone, her Saintly prestige made the invitation sound like an order that could not be refused.

“I'm afraid that's not very...”

The Fierce Sword King secretly thought things were going south and was about to speak up to refuse on Lin Mo's behalf.

“Hmm?!”

However, before he could finish his sentence, Shui Yunqing merely frowned slightly and gave a light hmph.

Boom!

A Saintly pressure so thick it felt tangible immediately descended from the sky, heavily enveloping them!

This pressure was so strong that it made the Fierce Sword King feel as if a mountain were pressing against his chest.

Forget speaking; even breathing became incredibly difficult, and the remaining half of his sentence was forced back into his stomach!

“Aunt Shui, there's no need for this.”

“Don't scare them.”

Just as the atmosphere became tense and the Fierce Sword King was about to reach his limit,

The Yaochi Saintess, who had been standing by and staring at Lin Mo with curious eyes, suddenly spoke.

Her voice was soft and pleasant, as if it had the magic to soothe one's heart.

As soon as she spoke, the terrifying Saintly pressure enveloping the Fierce Sword King dissipated completely, as if it had never existed.

The Fierce Sword King gasped for air, looking at the young girl in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

Was this the influence of the Yaochi Saintess?

Even a Grand Elder had to listen to her?

“Young Master, please do not take offense; Aunt Shui was just a bit overeager.”

The girl ignored the Fierce Sword King's reaction. Instead, she took a few light steps forward, arriving in front of Lin Mo.

The distance between them was no more than ten centimeters.

Lin Mo could even smell the faint, elegant scent of a snow lotus emanating from her.

“I am the current Saintess of the Yaochi Holy Land, Luo Lingxi.”

“May I ask... how to address you, Young Master?”