97: Chapter 97 The White-Clad Female Sword Immortal

A clear shout, like gold and jade striking each other, pierced through the Yao Beast tiger's roar and the sound of the wind in the mountain forest.

A cold, bright, moon-white sword light seemed to descend from the Nine Heavens.

It arrived after but struck first, landing with absolute precision on the giant claw condensed from yellow-earth Demonic Technique!

"Clang—!"

The sword light collided with the Yao Beast claw, producing a thunderous sound like metal clashing.

The moon-white radiance was peerlessly sharp, instantly tearing through the thick yellow-earth Demonic Technique, forcing the giant claw to shudder violently and bringing its momentum to a standstill.

Following the sword light, a white-robed figure floated down, landing lightly between Ye Xiaoyao and the Yao Beast tiger.

Ye Xiaoyao looked up, his breath catching slightly.

The newcomer was a female Cultivator, dressed in white as snow, untainted by dust.

Her figure was tall and slender; standing in the wilderness where Yao Beasts ran rampant, she possessed an otherworldly, cold Aura, as if a Fairy from the Moon Palace had descended to the mortal world.

Her dark eyebrows were curved like green distant mountains, and her eyes were as clear as deep autumn pools, calm and rippleless.

Her red lips were naturally vermilion, and as she lightly bit her lower lip, a line of white teeth was revealed.

Her skin was like jade, glowing with a delicate, warm luster under the mottled light filtering through the forest leaves.

What was most eye-catching was her figure.

Her white robes were tailored perfectly, tightly wrapping around her exquisite, undulating curves.

Her waist was astonishingly slender, seemingly too fragile to be grasped, but downward it suddenly became voluptuous, her hips full and rounded, the curves breathtaking, even slightly wider than her straight, delicate shoulders.

The fabric at her chest was stretched into a proud arc, rising and falling slightly with her steady breathing.

This was an ultimate contrast!!

The cold, otherworldly Fairy temperament combined with this well-proportioned, even voluptuous and sexy, gourd-shaped figure.

Her long, jet-black hair was like a waterfall, most of it loosely held up by a simple, elegant white jade hairpin, with the remaining strands falling softly to her waist.

The tips of her hair drifted gently with the mountain wind and the Sword Qi she emitted, a few strands brushing against her fair neck and her faintly visible, beautiful back.

Beneath her white robes were form-fitting, plain-colored trousers, outlining a pair of straight, slender, and perfectly shaped jade legs; the curves of her legs and hips displayed breathtaking suppleness and power as she moved.

Ye Xiaoyao stared in a daze, and two thoughts involuntarily popped into his mind:

"What a 'chest'-y Aura!

Truly… hips wider than shoulders, makes one as happy as a god."

That stunning thought only flashed by in an instant.

The moon-white sword light had completely defeated the Yao Beast tiger's claw strike, and the White-robed Female Sword Immortal stood steadily several yards in front of Ye Xiaoyao, her back to him, facing the enraged giant tiger.

She held a three-foot green blade, the sword body shimmering with moonlight, exuding a chilling cold.

Just by standing there, invisible Sword Qi swirled around her, forcing the grass on the ground to bow low.

Seeing that she had intercepted the Yao Beast tiger, Ye Xiaoyao felt greatly relieved and immediately stopped running, standing steadily several yards behind the Female Sword Immortal.

He adjusted his breathing to recover the Spiritual Qi consumed during his frantic run, while focusing his attention on the battle.

With such an obviously powerful Sword Immortal blocking the front, he was naturally happy to be idle.

And by the way… enjoy this rare "scenery."

Seeing another Middle Stage Core Formation Human Race female Cultivator appear, and observing the density of her Sword Qi, which clearly showed she was no easy opponent, the Yao Beast tiger's rage burned even hotter.

It pawed the ground impatiently with its front claws, letting out a low roar, its Divine Thought booming:

"Stinking woman! This brat killed my kin first; it is only right and proper for this King to collect the blood debt!

By what right do you block me? Get lost immediately, or I will tear you to pieces along with him!"

Upon hearing this, the White-robed Female Sword Immortal merely turned her pretty face slightly, sweeping a glance from the corner of her eye at Ye Xiaoyao behind her, and confirming he was unharmed, she turned back to face the Yao Beast tiger.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice like ice springs striking stone, clear and cold:

"Hmph, you wicked beast actually know how to shift the blame."

With a light flick of her wrist holding the sword, the blade pointed towards the Yao Beast tiger, her Sword Qi drawn but not released.

"The Human Race and the Yao Race have long had an agreement: when those of the same rank fight, they are responsible for their own casualties, and elders must not interfere.

As a Third-rank Yao King, you are ruthlessly trying to kill a Foundation Establishment junior. Are you not destroying the agreement and acting with extreme shamelessness?"

Her tone was calm, but every word was like a sword:

"Since that is the case, as a Senior of the Human Race, seeing you bully a junior of my race, what is wrong with me intervening to punish you?"

"Bullshit!"

The Yao Beast tiger was furious; it was never a Yao Beast that came to reason.

"Good! Very good! Since you insist on seeking death, this King will stretch its muscles today and taste the flesh and blood of a Sword Cultivator!"

Before the words had faded, its massive body had turned into a yellow and black afterimage, carrying a foul wind and violent earth-stone Demonic Technique, fiercely pouncing toward the White-robed Female Sword Immortal.

Wherever it passed, the ground cracked, and trees were broken.

The White-robed Female Sword Immortal's eyes narrowed. Without any major movements, she simply shifted her lotus steps, and the moon-white longsword in her hand had already swung out.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Streaks of cold, bright Sword Qi crisscrossed. While appearing light and elegant, they contained a sharpness capable of cutting through metal and severing iron, accurately meeting the Yao Beast tiger's pounce.

The Sword Qi collided with the Demonic Technique, producing dense explosions. Waves of air rolled, illuminating the dim valley.

Ye Xiaoyao saw it clearly from the side.

This Female Sword Immortal's swordsmanship had reached the Transcendent realm, attaining the level of "Sword Heart Clarity."

Every move was performed with ease, without a trace of artificiality, yet it was one with the longsword in her hand.

Every sword strike was perfect to the extreme, always able to neutralize or counter the Yao Beast tiger's powerful, heavy attacks with minimal cost.

Her figure was elusive, moving freely amidst the massive tiger shadow's attacks. Her white robes were whiter than snow, untainted by dust, and she was faintly gaining the upper hand.

"As expected of a Sword Cultivator, beautiful and dashing! The combat power of the same rank is truly formidable."

Ye Xiaoyao praised inwardly, while his mind began to work.

This matter started because of him; he couldn't just let this Fairy bear it alone.

He quietly took out a crimson Talisman brimming with Spiritual Qi from his Storage Pouch.

An Advanced fire dragon talisman.

In the arena, the Female Sword Immortal forced the Yao Beast tiger back with one sword strike, her sword tip trembling slightly as she gathered an even sharper sword momentum.

The Yao Beast tiger roared, its yellow-earth Demonic Technique surging wildly around its body, obviously preparing a stronger attack.

Now is the time!

Ye Xiaoyao seized the opportunity, infused his Spiritual Qi into the Talisman, and flicked his wrist. The crimson Talisman transformed into a streak of light, shooting out and burning up with a bang in mid-air.

"Roar—!!"

A loud Dragon roar rang out. Where the Talisman exploded, scorching flames gathered madly.

In an instant, it transformed into a crimson fire dragon, several yards long, with hideous scales and claws.

Baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, carrying a terrifying high temperature capable of burning everything, it pounced fiercely toward the back of the Yao Beast tiger, which was fully focused on gathering strength and caught off guard.

The Yao Beast tiger's entire focus was locked on the White-robed Female Sword Immortal's sword momentum; how could it expect such a sinister attack from behind?

By the time it realized something was wrong, the blazing fire dragon had already slammed solidly into the thickest fur on its back.

"Boom!!!"

The flames exploded. The Yao Beast tiger let out a cry of extreme pain, its back covered in charred black, skin torn and flesh exposed, and its circulation of Demonic Technique was thrown into chaos.

What kind of person was the White-robed Female Sword Immortal? How could she miss this excellent battle opportunity?

A sharp light flashed in her eyes, and the moon-white longsword in her hand, which had been ready to strike, suddenly erupted with unprecedented, brilliant radiance.

"Slash!"

Amidst her clear shout, a moon-white Sword Qi, condensed as if tangible and seemingly capable of slicing through space, tore through the air.

At a speed invisible to the naked eye, it fiercely struck the Yao Beast tiger's vital neck, which had been exposed due to its pain.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered!

The Yao Beast tiger's tough fur and protective Demonic Technique, under this sword strike that gathered the Sword Immortal's full strength and perfect timing, were cut like paper, creating a massive wound deep enough to see the bone, and fresh blood gushed out like a spring!

Seriously injured!

The intense pain completely ignited the Yao Beast tiger's ferocity, but it also made its movements slow, frantic, and chaotic.

The White-robed Female Sword Immortal did not pause in the slightest. Her body followed her sword, turning into a white streak of light, directly cutting into the Yao Beast tiger's close-combat range.

The longsword in her hand turned into a dazzling screen of moon-white light. Her sword moves were continuous, like mercury pouring onto the ground, landing accurately and ruthlessly on the Yao Beast tiger's wounds, joints, eyes, and other weak points.

The Yao Beast tiger countered frantically, clawing and sweeping with its tail, blasting Demonic Techniques indiscriminately, but in its heavily injured and close-quarters state, it was unable to effectively hit the white-robed figure that was as agile as a ghost.

Ye Xiaoyao watched with fascination; this Female Sword Immortal's close-combat technique was simply an art.

There was not much suspense in the battle.

About a quarter of an hour later, following a sorrowful and unwilling cry, the massive Yao Beast tiger fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up dust everywhere. After twitching a few times, its breath completely dissipated.

The White-robed Female Sword Immortal landed gracefully, her moon-white longsword pointing diagonally at the ground, a drop of tiger blood slowly sliding off the tip.

Her breathing was steady, and except for a few beads of fine sweat on her forehead, her white robes were still as clean as new.

She glanced at the Yao Beast tiger's corpse on the ground, stretched out her slender jade hand, and made a grabbing motion through the air.

"Rip."

The flesh on the Yao Beast tiger's chest split open automatically, and a fist-sized round bead, radiating a rich yellow-earth Demonic Technique light, flew out and landed in a jade box she had already prepared.

The box lid closed, and the Demonic Technique fluctuations were cut off.

She casually put the jade box into the Storage Pouch at her waist.

After doing all this, she turned around and looked directly at Ye Xiaoyao for the first time.

Ye Xiaoyao finally had the chance to see her face clearly at close range.

As expected, she had a Fairy-like appearance and jade-like features, enough to topple cities and states.

Those autumn-water-like eyes were calm and rippleless, carrying a kind of distant scrutiny, but there was no malice.

The Female Sword Immortal's gaze rested on Ye Xiaoyao for a moment, seemingly judging that he was unharmed, before she spoke indifferently, her voice still cold:

"Little friend, you handled yourself well."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the massive tiger corpse on the ground:

"I have taken the Yao core; the rest belongs to you."

Concise and to the point. After speaking, without waiting for Ye Xiaoyao to thank her or respond, her moon-white Sword Qi surged, and she prepared to turn into an escape light and leave.

"Senior…"

Ye Xiaoyao quickly raised his hand, wanting to call her back to at least say thank you.

But the white-robed figure had already soared into the sky, turning into a swift moon-white streak of light, shooting towards the deeper direction of the valley.

In the blink of an eye, she became a small dot on the horizon, disappearing into the mountain mist.

Ye Xiaoyao slowly lowered his raised hand, shook his head helplessly, and muttered to himself:

"This Fairy… is truly swift and decisive, not willing to say even half a word more."

However, he also understood that most high-level Cultivators had eccentric temperaments, or were aloof and cold.

It was rare enough that the other party had intervened to save him; there was indeed no need for her to make small talk with a small Foundation Establishment Cultivator like him.

His attention quickly returned to the corpse of the Third-rank Middle Stage Yao Beast tiger on the ground, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Hehe, I'm rich!"

He rubbed his hands. Although the most precious Yao core had been taken away, this Yao Beast tiger was a treasure from head to toe!

The tiger skin was intact and was excellent material for making Advanced defensive leather armor or Talisman paper.

The tiger bones could be used for medicine or Artifact Refining.

The tiger teeth and claws were sharp and hard, excellent main Materials for refining claw-type or tooth-type Magical Artifacts.

And that body of essence blood was of great value to Body Cultivators or Cultivators who drew certain special Talismans.

Ye Xiaoyao immediately took out a prepared large jade box from his Storage Pouch, and then took out a special blanket with space compression runes drawn on it.

He covered the tiger corpse with the blanket and performed a hand seal. The runes on the blanket lit up with a faint light, enveloping the massive tiger body.

The tiger corpse shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually becoming only the size of a palm, wrapped tightly by the blanket.

Ye Xiaoyao put the small bundle into the jade box, closed it, patted the lid with satisfaction, and then put the jade box into his Storage Pouch.

After doing all this, he patted the non-existent dust off his body and looked around at the vast mountain forest.

"This valley seems quite large. I was in a hurry when running just now and couldn't distinguish the direction…"

He stroked his chin, thinking.

"The direction that Fairy in white left in looks like it's towards the outer edge of the mountain range… perhaps she knows the way out?"

Rather than bumping around like a headless fly, it was better to follow the likely correct direction.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaoyao no longer hesitated, summoned the cold frost sword, and leaped onto it.

Turning into a cyan sword light, he pursued in the direction where the White-robed Female Sword Immortal had disappeared, unhurriedly.