"Stop fighting against it. You’ll only hurt yourself doing so," Yuan said after seeing Xiao Hua attempting to resist his authority, almost subconsciously withdrawing it.
"Shut up! I don’t know what you did to me, but I would never willingly be your servant!" she shouted back. "You must’ve forced me into becoming your servant without me noticing somehow!"
"You’ll kill yourself at this rate!" Feng Yuxiang said.
"So what?! I’d rather die than become my mother’s killer—this bastard’s servant!"
Feng Yuxiang looked at Yuan with a worried face. If Xiao Hua continues to resist, she will definitely die.
A master and servant pact was as sacred and powerful as a heavenly oath, so not even a God Ascension cultivator would be able to resist it.
"Ahhhh!" Xiao Hua started screaming, not from pain but from sheer determination.
"I forgot how stubborn you were in the past..." Yuan sighed.
It was clear that Xiao Hua would keep resisting—either until she broke free from his authority or perished in the attempt.
With no other choice, Yuan withdrew his authority over her.
The instant the restraints on her were released, Xiao Hua’s aura skyrocketed, and her cultivation soared straight into the eighth level of God Ascension. However, not even a heartbeat later, it entered the ninth level, reaching the peak of God Ascension.
"Ninth level God Ascension?! Don’t tell me she’s going to become a Cultivation God next?!" Feng Yuxiang exclaimed.
The moment she broke free, Xiao Hua lunged forward, her arms snapping toward Yuan’s neck in a seizing motion.
The pressure radiating from Xiao Hua’s aura was so immense that Yuan couldn’t even move a finger. In that instant, she seized his neck effortlessly, her grip tightening with terrifying strength.
Then, with her other hand, she thrust her sword forward, driving the blade straight into Yuan’s heart.
Yuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, but despite how grave it appeared, his life was not in danger, and the wound was only superficial.
However, Xiao Hua didn’t stop there, and her aura surged violently, almost as if she was preparing for her ultimate technique.
"Young Master!"
Seeing this, Feng Yuxiang immediately attempted to help, but Xiao Hua’s overbearing pressure was so immense that she couldn’t even lift a finger, much less help.
"Today, Tian Xian, I’ll avenge my mother by killing you!" Xiao Hua cried, her voice raw with grief and burning fury.
Suddenly, a calm yet familiar voice echoed through the air. "Stop."
Xiao Hua instinctively turned toward the sound, but before she could fully face it, she felt a firm hand press against her head, halting her movement.
’When did they get behind me?!’ she cried inwardly.
The voice continued, "I won’t let you hurt Brother Yuan anymore."
"Brother Yuan? Who the hell are you?" Xiao Hua demanded as she turned fully toward the voice.
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