61: Chapter 61 The Young Woman in Purple

"Junior Brother, if we die, we die together. I won't leave you behind to live alone ignobly."

She reached out and gently took his hand, their fingers intertwining.

His hand was covered in blood, and her hand was as cold as jade, but at this moment they were tightly clasped together, as if trying to transmit each other's vitality to the other.

Baili Yunche looked into her tear-filled yet firm eyes, and a sour ache surged in his heart.

He wanted to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"How deeply affectionate."

Luo Jinhu sneered, the golden long saber in his hand emitting a buzzing tremor, and the runes on the saber body lit up with dazzling golden light.

"Since that's the case, then I'll send you two off to be a pair of doomed mandarin ducks!"

With a twist of his wrist, the long saber swept across horizontally.

An incomparably fierce Saber Qi shot out from the spear tip, transforming into a golden crescent moon as it slashed horizontally toward the two of them.

Wherever the Saber Qi passed, the air was cut with a sharp whistling sound, and the ground was plowed into a deep ravine with flying gravel.

The golden light grew closer and brighter, illuminating their faces.

Baili Yunche and Su Bingqing embraced each other, their fingers tightly intertwined, looking deeply into each other's eyes.

Her eyes reflected his shadow, and his eyes reflected her appearance.

Facing the impending death, there was not a trace of fear in their eyes, only calmness and relief.

Having spent more than a month together day and night, sharing life and death, they had long held each other in their hearts.

Being able to embrace and die together in the final moments could not be considered a regret.

Baili Yunche lowered his head and gently pressed a kiss onto her forehead.

Su Bingqing closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth curving slightly upwards to reveal a gentle smile.

The golden saber radiance had already reached right before their eyes.

"Insolent!"

A cold and majestic shout suddenly rang out, like thunder from the Nine Heavens, shaking the entire mountain forest.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The golden saber radiance that was about to strike the two of them abruptly stopped in mid-air, unable to advance even a fraction of an inch further.

Luo Jinhu maintained the posture of swinging his saber, the ferocious smile on his face frozen, and his entire body motionless as if under an immobilization spell.

A dazzling light burst out from the jade pendant at Su Bingqing's waist.

That jade pendant was snow-white all over, usually regarded as an ordinary ornament, but at this moment it burst out with a dazzling light, illuminating the entire mountain forest.

Amidst the light, a slender figure slowly condensed and formed—

That was a stunningly beautiful Purple-robed Woman.

She wore a luxurious purple long dress with the hem trailing on the ground, embroidered with exquisite golden patterns.

Her long hair was like a waterfall, loosely coiled up with a purple jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair hung over her shoulders, gently fluttering in the wind.

Her face was seven parts similar to Su Bingqing's, but more mature and charming, with a few traces of the majesty and sharpness of a superior between her brows.

The moment she appeared, everything around seemed to have stopped.

The wind stopped, the bird chirping stopped, and even the leaves stopped swaying.

A terrifying pressure emanated from her body, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, like mountains and seas overturning.

That was not the pressure of the Golden Core Stage, nor was it the pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage—it was a higher-level existence, so high that Baili Yunche could not perceive her Realm at all.

He only knew that in front of this pressure, he couldn't even breathe.

Luo Jinhu's face was even paler, and his whole body was stiff.

He found that his body completely refused to obey, and even the true essence in his body stopped running, as if tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand.

He couldn't move.

Not even a single finger could move.

"A mere Golden Core ant dares to make a fatal move against my daughter, who gave you the guts?"

The Purple-robed Woman slowly spoke, her voice as cold as frost, and every word was like a knife gouging into Luo Jinhu's heart.

She didn't even make a move, just slightly raised her chin.

An invisible pressure landed on Luo Jinhu, his knees bent abruptly, and with a thud, he knelt down on the ground!

His body trembled uncontrollably, bean-sized sweat beads rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Too terrifying!

This pressure... This pressure was countless times stronger than a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

He felt as if he were an ant, facing an unreachably high mountain.

No, not even as good as an ant—ants could at least struggle, but he couldn't even raise the thought of struggling.

He just wanted to kill a Foundation Establishment Stage brat, how could he attract such an existence?

Luo Jinhu's heart was filled with despair.

"Daughter?"

Baili Yunche's expression changed slightly, his gaze falling on the Purple-robed Woman, stirring up monstrous waves in his heart.

This exquisitely beautiful Purple-robed Woman was actually Su Bingqing's mother?

And... so strong?

A Golden Core Cultivator was scared into kneeling and begging for mercy by just an illusory projection, without even the thought of resisting.

What kind of Realm is this?

Soul Transformation?

Or Void Refining?

Baili Yunche didn't dare to think any further.

A character of this level had already exceeded his cognitive range.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, a sense of fear lingering in his heart.

If this person found out that he had taken her daughter's virginity... wouldn't he be skinned alive?

He secretly glanced at the Purple-robed Woman, then quickly lowered his head, wishing he could shrink himself into a ball.

"Daring to make a move against my daughter, you have already brought about your own path to death."

The Purple-robed Woman spoke indifferently, her eyes revealing a cold murderous intent.

She didn't even make a move, just glanced at Luo Jinhu.

Luo Jinhu's body began to swell without warning.

"No—! Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life!"

Luo Jinhu let out a miserable scream, desperately wanting to struggle, but could not move even a single finger.

His body swelled inch by inch like an inflated balloon, his skin stretched transparent, and the outlines of his blood vessels and internal organs could be seen inside.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have made a move against your beloved daughter! I beg Senior to spare my life—!"

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and his body had swelled into a huge meatball, his limbs and head shrinking into his torso, round and spherical like a giant balloon.

"Bang—!"

With a muffled bang, Luo Jinhu's body burst apart, turning into a sky full of blood mist, leaving not even a complete bone behind.

The blood mist was wrapped by an invisible force, splashing onto no one, and was quickly blown away by the wind, disappearing completely.

Baili Yunche watched this scene, his whole body stiff and not daring to move.

A Golden Core expert was just like that... gone?

Like pinching an ant to death, casually gone?

He swallowed his saliva, feeling his throat dry and tight.

That one-armed cyan-clothed woman had already collapsed to the ground in fright the moment the Purple-robed Woman appeared, and seeing Luo Jinhu's end at this moment, she rolled her eyes and passed out directly.