27: If you, a woman, aren't afraid, why would I back down?

Shen Nian nodded slightly, stepped forward, and bowed slightly. With extreme speed, he picked her up directly.

Xia Youyue was very light. If not for the fact that he could see that beautiful face when he looked down, and the soft sensation against his palms, Shen Nian would have felt as if he were holding nothing but air.

"Let's go."

"(⊙o⊙)... Uh." Xia Youyue didn't quite know how to explain it. Pressed tightly against his chest, an unprecedented feeling welled up within her.

"Actually, you don't need to carry me like this..."

However, she was not a woman who fussed over trifles, so she feigned calmness and activated a Teleportation Talisman.

The next second.

Whoosh...

A gust of breeze blew over, and dense golden runes condensed around them. Shen Nian noticed that his feet began to gradually fade, as if he were standing in a void.

"It must be the power of space..." Shen Nian guessed.

Although he retained some memories from when he was young, most were just idle chats with the Old Ancestor, and he couldn't remember anything after that. He only discovered this after his Golden Core Breakthrough.

It was as if there was a Seal in his mind, but it wasn't very strong.

Once this matter is settled, I will slowly study it after returning to the Ninth Mountain...

Thinking this, his figure was swallowed by the golden light, and he completely disappeared from the spot.

...

Outside Yunzhou City, although it was night, the battlefield could still be clearly seen under the moonlight.

Yao Beasts and Demon Suppressing Army corpses were visible everywhere on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were blown away by powerful forces.

"Kill!" Wang Yuan gripped a large saber, blocking a Tiger Fang. His other hand was already gone, leaving only a bloodied, severed arm.

Around him, hundreds of Demon Suppression Division deputy generals charged into the Yao horde, fighting the Yao Race to the death. Not a single person retreated. Among them were many Cultivators from Yunzhou City, as well as people from the Xiao Family, such as the Third Elder from before.

At this moment, the Third Elder was entangled by several Foundation Establishment Stage Ox Yao, unable to even spare the distraction to speak.

Not far away, a white-haired head glared ferociously ahead; its corpse held a large saber that had hacked a Golden Core Stage Ox Yao to death, the grip still firm.

The remaining Demon Suppression Generals confronted the Golden Core Stage Yao Race one after another. Although they temporarily blocked the Yao Race's offensive, their expressions grew even heavier.

Because the Tiger Lord and Ox Lord not far away had not yet made a move...

"Find a way to buy him more time. That girl from the Xiao Family must live, otherwise, we would be failing Lord Shen!" Wang Yuan forced back the baring-fanged Tiger Fang in front of him with a slash, while sending a voice transmission to the various Demon Suppression Generals.

"Good!" Several Golden Core Stage Demon Suppression Generals responded, their Aura surging violently; they were clearly beginning to fight for their lives.

"You don't need to tell us, Wang Yuan. Yunzhou has produced a Prodigy, and we must let her live even if it means fighting for our lives!"

"Right!"

"A little girl at the Foundation Establishment Stage dares to kill a Golden Core, so what are we afraid of... Kill!!"

For a moment, the battlefield became even more chaotic, shouts of killing resounded, and the smell of blood permeated the area.

At this time, inside Yunzhou City.

"Clan Chief, do not be impulsive, you cannot go!" Uncle Fu blocked Xiao Zhan with all his might, kneeling before him.

"The Young Miss said you cannot go!"

"If you go, all her efforts will be in vain!"

"The Young Miss will not have any accidents. That Prodigy from the Heavenly Sword Sect has intervened, the Young Miss is still alive!"

Xiao Zhan's eyes were red, filled with Killing Intent, and his fists were clenched so tight that veins appeared, but in the end, he still couldn't take that step.

He knew that even if he went, it would actually be useless. He couldn't break through the Yao Beast horde. Injured as he was, he was not even as good as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator; it would be no different than throwing his life away.

"Qinger, Father is truly useless!!" Xiao Zhan was tearful, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

Seeing that the Clan Chief had calmed down, Uncle Fu also looked outside the city, feeling extremely anxious.

"Lord Shen, where are you..."

Outside Yunzhou City.

"Tsk tsk, interesting. Second Brother was actually reduced to that ghostly state by a Foundation Establishment ant. It's hilarious, hahaha..." The Tiger Yao fighting Wang Yuan glanced at the dying Big Tiger lying on the ground in the distance with a look of mockery.

And beside that dying Tiger Fang, two figures stood, one of whom was his father, the Tiger Lord.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..." Lin Qingyue panted rapidly, standing before two Half-step Nascent Soul Great Demons. His figure was clearly unstable, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but Sword Intent still circulated around his body.

"Damn it!"

"Is a great Sword Immortal like me really going to meet my end here today?"

"Damn, I was too reckless. That old geezer was right; I'll never become a Gentleman Sword in this lifetime..."

"It's all because of those dog bastards from Xuan Guang Cave. Where are the guards? Where is the support? Where the hell did they die!" He cursed in his heart, his anger flaring up at the mention of Xuan Guang Cave.

Just then, a weak voice sounded.

"Dead... are they dead..."

Behind Lin Qingyue, a young girl in blood-stained white clothes lay on the ground; it was none other than Xiao Qinger.

At this moment, not only was she severely injured, but she had also used the power of her Divine Body at a critical moment, almost dying. If the Female Yan Emperor hadn't burned her soul to protect her heart meridian, she would likely be dead beyond saving by now.

However, what she cared about most now was whether that Tiger Yao was dead or not! This was the only chance the Female Yan Emperor spoke of, because she couldn't wait, and she couldn't afford to wait. If the city fell, Yunzhou would become a purgatory.

"You... which mountain are you from? I've never seen anyone so stubborn. A Foundation Establishment killing a Golden Core, you are truly brave. Did this Tiger Yao kill your whole Family?" Lin Qingyue glanced at the girl behind him and couldn't help but complain, though there was a hint of admiration and shock in his eyes.

A Foundation Establishment Early Stage attacking a Golden Core Middle Stage Tiger Yao—that was a Tiger Yao in the middle of a horde, with his father, a Half-step Nascent Soul Great Demon, watching right next to him. And yet, she actually succeeded! It's absurd!

If the girl hadn't erupted with power far exceeding Foundation Establishment at the critical moment, he wouldn't have been able to save her at all. He was truly curious now which mountain of the Heavenly Sword Sect had taken in this Disciple; with this talent and combat power, she could absolutely not be an Outer Sect Disciple.

"Dead..." Xiao Qinger asked, enduring the severe pain in her body.

"Sigh..." Seeing that she was so persistent, Lin Qingyue glanced at the horde of Yao not far away and said helplessly: "Just a little bit, it has a breath left, but it's no different from being dead..."

This Tiger Yao's Golden Core had been shattered by this girl; in the Tiger Race, this situation was indeed no different from being dead.

But the next second.

Xiao Qinger gritted her silver teeth, wanting to get up, but found she had no spiritual energy left, her jade-like hands clenching tightly.

"Are you crazy?" Lin Qingyue was stunned for a moment.

"Don't mobilize your spiritual energy again, or you will damage your Foundation, and you'll be crippled by then..."

Suddenly!

A wave of Demonic Qi struck. Lin Qingyue's mouth twitched.

Damn it, what am I thinking about? I almost forgot about these two Great Demons in front of me; what the hell are we talking about! In this situation, who can still survive?

"Sorry... I caused this to you." Feeling that surging Demonic power approaching, Xiao Qinger's expression was calm. She did not fear death, but she felt guilty towards the person who had appeared before her.

"Bullshit."

"I joined the sect a few years before you, after all. You, a woman, aren't afraid, so how could I be a coward?"

"Your Senior Brother Lin is no coward!" Lin Qingyue's expression shifted; the previous levity was gone, replaced by a trace of solemnity, and Heavenly Profound Sword Intent permeated his eyes. It was just a pity his sword wasn't there. Otherwise, even if it cost him his life, he would have peeled a layer of skin off them.

The Tiger Lord glanced at the dying Tiger Yao, his expression indifferent, not even intending to help.

"Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"And two of them?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect such a good thing; it's a double blessing..." The Ox Yao laughed, a hint of excitement appearing in his large eyes.

The Heavenly Demon Cave had sent word that killing one Human Race Sword Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage would count as a contribution equal to killing one Nascent Soul. This could already be exchanged for many good things! How could he not be excited?

"Tiger Lord, shall we each take one?" The Ox Yao spoke again, but the next second he froze, because he noticed a trace of solemnity on the Tiger Lord's face, and he followed his gaze.

"Who is he?"

"Why does he give me a sense of oppression!"

"The blood on his body seems to be that old guy Gray Wolf's..." The Tiger Lord looked at the suddenly appearing youth with increasing solemnity, not daring to act rashly.