C18 (1/2)

”Mother, why are you still wasting words with him? Cultivating the Mysterious Techniques isn't a pity when you die. Giving him to the Green Province's Si Mu is a great achievement!” That way, I can successfully inherit the throne. ” Jun Lin Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

”Shut up!” ”Stop it!” cried the First Lady. She put a hand to her forehead and began to consider whether all these years of arrogance had turned his son into an idiot.

Seeing the painful Jun Lin Yue still dare to show a mocking expression on his face, the first wife became even angrier and said in a low voice, ”Ah Yu, kill him.”

The servant girl who had been standing by the side the entire time could participate even in such a major event, and she was indeed not an ordinary person. After hearing the command, she did not say much, but stomped her feet on the ground, and with one leap, she made a grasping motion with her right hand in the air, while her arm emitted a green Qi.

There were a total of four people still alive in the Black Tortoise's Meeting Room, and three of them were actually Profound Practitioners! Not to mention the others, even Jun Bluemoon's eyes were wide open in disbelief.

But what level had she cultivated to? Although he knew that the level of mystical arts was the same as that of warriors when he was training in mystical arts, he could not tell the level from how he performed his attacks. It had to be said that this was because the number of profound practitioners he had encountered was too few.

Aside from the Sovereign Profound Realm which he had been taught, he had only met Yang Xi'er, this was the third profound practitioner he had met. Along with the billowing green gas, very soon, a simple-looking sword appeared in the servant girl's hands.

Jun Lanyue didn't dare to let this already broken body test the sharpness of the sword. He hastily urged his Dark Jade Sword to meet the enemy head on. He couldn't care less about the sorry state he was in as he rolled to the side to avoid the attack.

As expected, the black jade sword was pushed aside by the servant girl's sharp blade, aiming for Jun Lanyue's chest with a steady momentum. Looking at the servant girl who was assaulted by the lightning, the expressionless face and the pair of cold eyes, he felt as if she was practicing her daily routine against the air, instead of holding a sharp blade and about to kill.

If he continued to pretend to be injured, he was afraid that he would die soon. He clapped his hands on the ground to avoid the pain of having his heart hurt, and the pain of the cut on his arm was ignored by Jun Lanyue. Moreover, the warm flow of his blood essence was soon going to be restored, so he didn't take it to heart.

Relying on his martial arts or half of his profound qi, it was obvious that he was unable to defeat the servant girl who had a calm but profound strength. After absorbing Uncle Rong's blood essence, his own blood essence was no longer stagnant, and he could just barely fight it.

Even before the fist had arrived, the wind had already blown away the servant girl's hair and clothes. The servant girl faced these two fists as if she did not see them, or perhaps she did not care as she expressionlessly chopped down with her sword.

Even though he had watched the entire battle between Jun Lin Yue and Uncle Rong, he still dared to act so arrogantly. This was the same gamble as Uncle Rong, and he still believed that Jun Lin Yue wouldn't hurt her at all. In the blink of an eye, Jun Lin Yue had thought of countless possibilities.

How could he not understand that this servant girl was very confident in herself. She had used a move that seemed like she was going to fight with her life, but the truth was that victory was within her grasp!

Jun Lanyue was so astonished that he found himself unable to move at all. Let alone punching the servant girl, he couldn't even blink his eyes.

Jun Lanyue had once heard his uncle mention that cultivators who reached the third soul would be able to use a Body Securing Curse and lock down those who were weaker than them. Even those with a similar or slightly higher strength would be able to freeze for an instant when caught off guard and change the outcome of the battle.

Even if Jun Lin Yue used all the blood essence in his body, he still wouldn't be able to break out of this formless yet deadly shackle. In the end, he turned his gaze towards the eldest wife who had been sitting up high, and his thoughts became complicated.