The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 333 - 332: Killing Intent

Chapter 333: Chapter 332: Killing Intent

A few Divinity Transformation experts originally suspected that these people were from the Tianxu Sect.

However, when they heard Xie Jiuniang say that they were Hidden Great Powers, they were left speechless.

So, Xie Jiuniang’s honest words were destined not to be believed.

They were dismissed as a child’s nonsensical talk.

Each Sect would conceal a few so-called Hidden Great Powers, so they were aware of the inside story. These nine suddenly emerged Divinity Transformations didn’t look like people on the brink of death.

In their hearts, they hoped these newcomers were not from the Tianxu Sect.

Otherwise, wouldn’t the Sect’s strength far surpass the other Great Sects if Tianxu Sect suddenly gained nine Divinity Transformations?

That’s not right!

What are they thinking?

They’ve been led astray!

The focus should be, when did the little girl come to their side?

Why didn’t they notice her at all?!

"Crunch."

Xie Jiuniang continued to munch on the Spirit Fruit, looking confused, "Lords, why are you all staring at me? Do you want to eat this too?"

Lord Xiaoyuan’s gaze settled on the Talisman attached to Broken Sword, "Little Daoist friend, your Talisman is quite unique."

"Of course,"

Xie Jiuniang said smilingly, "It’s one of a kind in heaven and earth."

The other Divinity Transformations also realized it was because of the Talisman.

A Divinity Transformation asked, "How did you escape the explosion?"

"A Teleportation Talisman solved the problem."

As Xie Jiuniang answered, she kept an eye on the battle, but the fighting speed of the Divinity Transformations was too fast, and she only grasped an overview.

Divinity Transformations aren’t so easy to kill.

Unless one could deal a fatal blow, being cornered they’d resort to self-destructing, with might on par with a Semi-Immortal Artifact explosion, like the old woman back then, taking her foes down with her.

Thus, in the process of being besieged, besides attempting a fatal blow, one must also constantly guard against the opponent’s self-destruction, simply put, not to give the other party a chance to self-destruct.

Easy to say, hard to do.

The nine mysterious individuals were obviously skilled, coordinating seamlessly.

If this continued, Nangong Jun wouldn’t last much longer.

Lord Xiaoyuan teleported beside Xie Jiuniang, "Master Yuanxi, I have a certain relationship with your master."

"Ah, so it is, I always thought it was Lord Guangcheng who had good relations with you." Xie Jiuniang took out a high-grade Spirit Fruit and offered it to Lord Xiaoyuan.

Lord Xiaoyuan took it, cleaned it with the Dust Cleansing Technique, and bit into it, "This Spirit Fruit is not bad, but I prefer wine over fruit, like the one you sent a few days ago which was really good."

Xie Jiuniang laughed, not replying.

Of course, it was good; it was brewed from fine ingredients.

Her eyes flickered slightly, "Lord, do me a small favor, and next time I will have my master treat you to a drink."

Giving it away was out of the question; she wasn’t about to play the fool.

Besides, if obtained too easily, others might think she could offer it wholesale.

Lord Xiaoyuan did not promise immediately, "First tell me what it is."

"Could you pass a message over there for me?"

Xie Jiuniang pointed towards the scene of the battle, the sealed space, which was beyond her capabilities, "I want the Divinity Transformation from the Nangong Family to know that I am still alive before they die."

Lord Xiaoyuan immediately understood her intention.

The other Divinity Transformations took in a breath of cold air.

Such a malicious thought!

They had nothing to say.

The three of them had risked so much just to kill her, hoping to delude themselves at the point of death, believing they had died meaningfully.

However, she evidently did not want to give them that satisfaction!

Murderous and bitter to the core.

Lord Xiaoyuan, loving a good drama, sent a message to Lord Guangcheng who wasn’t far away, "Guangcheng, Master Yuanxi wants Nangong Jun to know, she’s still alive."

"Hm?"

Lord Guangcheng, having received the message, turned his head to look at Lord Xiaoyuan, and his gaze immediately fell on the petite Xie Jiuniang among the group.

Now, what was there not to understand?

Divinity Transformers from the Sect had collaborated to seal the space we were in, and Lord Guangcheng was one of them.

It was possible for Xiaoyuan to do it, but as an outsider, it wouldn’t be appropriate for him to act, so letting Guangcheng do it was killing two birds with one stone.

Suddenly, Lord Guangcheng understood the trick, and just as Nangong Jun was trying to dodge a powerful attack, Lord Guangcheng messaged him, "The person you want to kill is still alive, watching you from not far away."

Nangong Jun was taken aback at these words.

It was just a brief moment...

Bang!

Nangong Jun was sent flying, coughing up blood.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a little girl standing cutely outside the sealed space, waving at him — wasn’t she the very person he had wanted to kill?

She was actually alive?!

Pfft!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out!

Unexpectedly, he was dead!

At the moment of death, his eyes bulged in rage, unwilling to close.

This left Chaoyan, who was about to land another blow, at a loss for words. He picked up the corpse and then turned to the other battlefield.

Now it was nine against two.

Xie Jiuniang was feeling quite satisfied, and once again she pulled out a Spirit Fruit, crunching on it contentedly.

From time to time, Lord Xiaoyuan and the others would glance at her.

Such a young age, and already not to be trifled with!

"Are you very happy, little Dao friend?" one of the Divinity Transformers teased.

Xie Jiuniang nodded earnestly as if seriously considering the question, "Another person who wanted to kill me is gone, of course I’m happy."

"Why do they want to kill you? Do you know?"

"I don’t know," she said with a puzzled little face, convincingly innocent as she continued, "I haven’t done anything, and I don’t even know them. Besides, they are all Divinity Transformers; even if I wanted to provoke them, I wouldn’t have the strength."

The others fell silent.

The young girl really did seem quite innocent.

All because of a prophecy deduced...

Lord Xiaoyuan clarified, "This Lord heard that a Divinity Transformer from the Ao Family predicted a calamity that would wipe out their clan. Later, I don’t know how they calculated it, but they claimed that killing you would give them a slim chance of survival."

Xie Jiuniang fell silent.

Everyone was aware of the matter, but they had not expected Lord Xiaoyuan to be so straightforward and blurt it out publicly.

What would be the appropriate reaction for her to offer?

After a long pause, Xie Jiuniang finally squeezed out a response, "Lord Xiaoyuan isn’t joking, is he?"

"If you don’t believe me, you can ask your Master Chaoruo," said Lord Xiaoyuan with a smile.

Xie Jiuniang pursed her lips, preferring not to speak, her gaze fixed on the battlefield ahead.

Jian Lingyan chuckled, "You’re acting quite convincingly, dog owner."

"The decline of these families shouldn’t be blamed on me."

The past Xie Jiuniang was solely focused on revenge but never contemplated exterminating a clan.

Even at the rebirth’s beginning, the only oath she made was to cut off the path to immortality for certain people. Compared to the so-called extermination of a clan, her intentions were relatively merciful, but how had things escalated to this point, and who was to blame?

Was it not those people, pushing her every step of the way, leaving her no choice but to retaliate?

Xie Jiuniang mused, "Little Jianjian, I’m really too innocent; it’s not that I’m bad, it’s that those people are just too wicked."

"Yes, those people are indeed too wicked, making you seem like a good person by comparison," Jian Lingyan responded sweetly.

Hearing this, Xie Jiuniang’s face turned dark.

That damn thing, never spitting out anything good.

The battle up ahead was nearing a fever pitch.

"Who exactly are you?" Su Buhui was looking for a chance to turn the tables, but he couldn’t find any opportunity to break through.

He asked the question, but no one paid him any heed.