179: Chapter 179 Xiao Ruoxue Protects Her Master, the Prodigies' Dao Hearts Shatter in Disarray

An ice-cold, bone-chilling pressure of an Immortal King descended from the sky.

The Spiritual Qi within a hundred zhang radius was forcibly drained.

Visible, icy-blue chains of Law condensed in the air.

This was by no means a phenomenon that a Half-step Immortal King could trigger; this was the Domain suppression that only comes from thoroughly mastering the complete Dao of Frost.

The moment Xiao Ruoxue's words fell.

The thirty-six core Prodigies who had formed the lethal sword array simultaneously spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood.

The Formation Plate shattered on the spot.

A massive force of backlash surged backward through their Meridians.

The thirty-six people didn't even have time to scream before their knees slammed heavily onto the ground covered in broken ice and shattered blue bricks.

The sound of bones shattering merged into one.

The hundreds of Xiao Family disciples watching from the perimeter of the courtyard retreated dozens of steps.

Those with weaker cultivation collapsed directly to the ground, their teeth chattering uncontrollably.

They looked at the woman in mid-air, her skirt fluttering, appearing like a Dominator of ice and snow, their eyes filled with extreme fear and shock.

With the Old Ancestor in seclusion, an Immortal King was the Dominator of this world.

Xiao Ruoxue slowly descended from mid-air.

She did not look at the wailing clansmen on the ground and turned around directly.

With her back to hundreds of pairs of eyes filled with disbelief, she quietly stood in front of the grandmaster chair.

She used the most direct physical action to declare her stance.

She was going to protect this man from the Lower Realm.

"Sister..."

Xiao Ting struggled to lift his upper body from the ice shards on the ground.

His Half-step Immortal Monarch cultivation was as good as nothing in the face of the Immortal King's Law.

His hair was disheveled, and striking bloodstains hung from the corners of his mouth.

He was not resigned.

For this scene today, he had bet everything on Tianshu Palace.

If he couldn't force out Su Yun's trump card, he would completely lose his value to Ye Wuhun.

"What kind of evil art have you fallen under!"

Xiao Ting's eyes were bloodshot as he roared hysterically.

"He is just a mortal bone from the Lower Realm without any Immortal Qi! He deceived the inner treasury, bewitched the Goddess, and now uses such low, despicable means to tarnish your reputation!"

"Look closely at the images in the Projection Stone; that is you! The high and mighty Xiao Ruoxue, how could you be on the bed of a bumpkin..."

"Slap!"

A loud slap interrupted Xiao Ting's roar.

Xiao Ruoxue didn't look back; she just casually waved her hand backhanded.

A palm print of frost, condensed from absolute zero, struck Xiao Ting's face fiercely.

Xiao Ting's entire body flew over a dozen zhang away, smashing through the stone wall of the courtyard.

The bones on half of his face completely collapsed, and teeth mixed with blood sprayed all over the ground.

The whole scene was deathly silent.

Wind and snow swirled above the courtyard, and no one dared to make a sound.

Too ruthless.

Although Xiao Ruoxue was usually cold and aloof, she was also extremely protective of her own.

She had never dealt such a heavy hand to a core Prodigy of her own clan.

Xiao Ruoxue slowly turned around.

There was not a shred of warmth in her icy blue eyes.

She swept her gaze over Xiao Ting, who was twitching in the ruins, and then over the group of Xiao Family disciples who were holding high the banner of "slaying demons and eliminating devils."

"Evil art?"

Xiao Ruoxue's voice was freezing, every word hitting everyone's heart.

"You trash, you don't even have the qualifications to look up at his back. The fortune he bestowed upon me is something you couldn't touch even a fraction of in your entire lives."

She raised her hand and pointed at Xiao Ting in the pile of rubble.

"You take that broken stone and spread it everywhere, thinking I've been wronged?"

A look of extreme disdain curled the corners of Xiao Ruoxue's lips.

"I am standing right in front of you today, telling you myself."

Xiao Ruoxue took a deep breath.

"There is no evil art, no bewitchment; it was all my own will."

As these five words came out, it was as if a Nine Heavens mysterious thunder exploded over the White Jade Plaza.

Hundreds of Xiao Family Prodigies were struck by lightning.

"He didn't force me. I was the one who took off my ritual robes and lay on his bed. I was the one who knelt on the ground, begging him to show me a shred of mercy. As long as he is willing, this body of mine, this life of mine, can be trampled under his feet at any time!"

"Did you hear clearly?"

Xiao Ruoxue suddenly raised her voice, the Immortal King pressure spreading without reservation.

"From now on, whoever dares to draw a sword against him again, I will slaughter their entire lineage!"

Fatal blow.

A dual fatal blow to the spirit and the Dao Heart.

Hundreds of Prodigies froze in place.

Someone's Immortal sword clattered to the ground.

Someone covered their head with both hands, letting out a sobbing sound of collapse.

Others lost focus in their eyes, spat out a mouthful of black blood on the spot, and passed out directly.

The flawless statue of ice and snow in the depths of their hearts had not been toppled by outsiders.

It was the statue itself that had shattered its own golden body and happily rolled into someone else's mire.

"Impossible... Impossible..."

"Crazy, the entire Xiao Family has gone crazy!"

The despair of collapsing faith spread rapidly among the crowd.

Those young people who had originally clamored to grind Su Yun into dust did not even have the courage to look at him now.

They scrambled and crawled their way out of the courtyard.

They didn't even bother to help their severely injured companions.

They only knew one thing.

The Xiao Family no longer had the Xiao Ruoxue.

There was only a plaything belonging exclusively to a man named Su Yun.

Soon, the courtyard was left with only a mess, and Xiao Ting, half-dead in the corner.

Xiao Ruoxue withdrew the Immortal King pressure around her.

The snow-filled sky dissipated instantly.

Sunlight fell back into the courtyard of Qifeng Pavilion.

She turned around to face Su Yun on the grandmaster chair.

Her face, originally as cold and hard as black ice, softened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In her icy blue eyes, the sharp Killing Intent dissipated without a trace, replaced by a hint of timidity, as if asking for credit.

She walked to the side of the grandmaster chair.

She did not use Immortal Qi, but instead bent down properly and picked up the purple clay teapot on the table with both hands.

With extremely gentle movements, she filled Su Yun's empty teacup with Spiritual tea.

"Just now... did I disturb your rest?" Xiao Ruoxue lowered her head, her voice very soft.

Where was there any trace of the Immortal King's dominance from just now, when she suppressed everyone and threatened to slaughter her own clan?

She was the spitting image of a young wife afraid of being scolded by her husband for doing something wrong.

Su Yun leaned back on the chair.

He took the teacup and casually swirled the green tea inside.

His deep black eyes scrutinized the woman in front of him, whose cultivation had greatly increased.

"Well handled." Su Yun spoke indifferently.

It was just a simple statement.

Yet a flash of extremely stunning brilliance suddenly lit up in Xiao Ruoxue's eyes.

A layer of blush quickly climbed up her ears, and even her breathing became a bit hurried.

She bit her lower lip, obediently retreated to stand behind Su Yun's side, and said nothing more.

Zi Yun had been kneeling on the other side.

She fed a peeled grape into her own mouth and watched this scene with a smile.

Without a shred of jealousy, she turned her head, her gaze passing over the ruins and landing on Xiao Ting in the corner.

Xiao Ting was currently half-buried in the rubble, his face covered in blood, his only remaining eye filled with resentment and despair.

He knew he was finished.

Not only had he failed to test Su Yun's true strength, but even the Xiao Family's Goddess had completely become the enemy's guard.

If he stayed on the Sacred Mountain, he would inevitably be purged by Xiao Ruoxue.

Without any hesitation.

Xiao Ting clenched his left hand hidden in his sleeve tightly.

The Talisman, drawn with the pattern of the Big Dipper, instantly turned into an invisible fluctuation in his palm.

This fluctuation penetrated the Sacred Mountain's protective sect formation, and in the form of an ancient secret technique, it escaped directly into the endless Void Realm, rushing toward Tianshu Palace, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

After doing all this, Xiao Ting was completely exhausted and closed his eyes to play dead.

Su Yun held the teacup, his fingers tapping gently on the cup wall.

He didn't look at Xiao Ting. Even at the moment the Talisman's fluctuation was transmitted, the Origin of the Heavenly Dao within Su Yun's Sea of Consciousness had already captured the trajectory in the Void Realm.

He did not stop it.

This was the result he wanted.

The prey had already taken the initiative to send a distress signal to a bigger fat sheep.

Next, he only needed to sit here and wait for those idiots from Tianshu Palace who fancied themselves as controlling the rules of the Upper Realm to deliver themselves to his door.

To suck dry all the resources they were so proud of, and use them to fill the void in the map of mountains and rivers.

The wind had picked up.

The broken branches and fallen leaves in the courtyard were swept up.

Zi Yun stood up.

She patted the dust off her skirt and walked behind Su Yun.

She stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around Su Yun's neck from behind.

Her delicate cheek pressed against Su Yun's side.

A trace of extremely bewitching nine-colored divine light flashed across her fingertips and vanished.

That was the manifestation of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Heart-Eroding Gu being stimulated to the extreme.

"Husband." Zi Yun lowered her voice, whispering secretly against Su Yun's ear.

Her voice carried a spine-chilling, morbid excitement.

"Those noisy flies have already been driven away by big sister. The dogs from Tianshu Palace should be on their way too."

Zi Yun's gaze passed over Su Yun's shoulder and landed on Xiao Ruoxue, who was standing submissively to the side.

"Big sister behaved so obediently today, and her dao injury is only a tiny bit away from being completely healed. Husband said that tonight is the final treatment. The time is ripe."

Zi Yun's tongue licked Su Yun's earlobe.

"Tonight, let's completely tear off that last shred of her pretense. Let's turn her into Husband's true possession, chained to our side forever, okay?"