Chapter 672: Kill Yourself
"A foolish choice." Noah chuckled before adding, "But a commendable one."
"Why foolish?" Elysia pulled out a cup of cold coffee from thin air and took a sip from it.
"In his injured state, how much can he even defend himself against someone who really wanted to harm them?"
"He did not even think of eating a pill to heal his body on its own."
Noah could tell from the way that guy stood and looked anywhere but at Xian Mei that he had a lot of pride for his own good.
"To be young is to make mistakes." Elysia got his point and smiled in amusement.
The two of them sat in silence, enjoying the show in each other's company.
Time passed like sand rolling down a mountain, and before long another figure appeared in the area.
Not one Lei Yiran seemed happy to see.
It was a man he had never seen before.
A rogue cultivator, he assumed.
His clothes were decent robes, not ones affiliated with any of the three sects.
Or any other sect that he could think of.
The man came out from the land of stones, and the moment his eyes landed on Xian Mei's figure, they glowed ominously.
But then he instantly froze and trembled in fear.
He saw an arrogant-looking young man watching his every move like a hawk.
Seeing his injured state, he wanted to scoff at him, but three things stopped him from doing so.
One being his identity as the disciple of the Wind Lightning sect. Second, there was the arc of lightning coursing around his body.
There was also an aura of the fourth level of core formation realm expert while he was only at the second realm.
And lastly, the fact that he was also not very woundless himself. There were several bruises and dull marks on his body.
The man lowered his head and walked to the side, but not before he looked at something to the right of the young man.
Something that had been there all along, but he failed to notice before.
'What is that?' he wanted to ask, but Lei Yiran did not seem to be the friendliest of the bunch.
So he quietly sat down in the corner and waited for the other to arrive.
In a few moments, Xian Mei opened her eyes; her injuries were long healed.
And the first thing she did after opening her eyes was to give the young man guarding her a warm smile.
"Look, he is blushing again." Elysia squealed in the chair and flailed her legs when she saw Lei Yiran looking away with pink cheeks.
But no one seemed to have heard her words, and Noah only shook his head with a smile.
"Thank you, Daoist Lei." Standing up, Xian Mei cleaned her robes with qi before nodding at the arrogant young man. "You should heal yourself; I will stand guard for you."
Hearing her bell-like sweet voice, Lei Yiran wanted to thank her, but his lack of social interaction ability made him only let out a cold snort of acknowledgement.
"Hmph!" To hide his embarrassment, he plopped on the ground and hurriedly closed his eyes.
Although she kept a warm smile on her face, Xian Mei was fuming internally.
'Eh? What was that snort? If I were not indebted for your help, I would not even bother to help you.
Where are the rest of the girls? Why have they not arrived yet? Did something happen to them? Oh heavens! I hope they are safe.
Where are we anyway? Looks like the center of the island, hmm? What is that building over there? It looks so beautiful'.
Xian Mei kept on blabbering in her mind to the point she even forgot that there were two other cultivators in the area beside her.
"That boy will not be getting action anytime soon." Elysia shook her head with an exaggerated sigh.
"And you were asking why I kept you away from reading books and showing you those movies for three days." Noah rolled his eyes as he flipped the page of the book he was reading.
Before Elysia could come up with a retort, another voice interrupted the calm atmosphere in the area.
"Look who we have here." Everyone who was not healing turned to look at the sight of two figures stepping out of the bloody area.
The thick stench of blood and despair filled the area as Xue Zhan and a young woman beside him walked towards Xian Mei.
Their bodies were covered in blood, and it was not their own.
Xue Zhan appeared to be a young man with pale skin, as if blood had been drained from his body.
His blood-red eyes scanned Xian Mei like prey. His white hair was dyed red, clinging to each other.
The young woman did not shy away from meeting his eyes as he spoke, "Playthings from the three great sects."
"Look, one of them is even in the middle of healing himself. We will have fun breaking them." The young woman with dark red makeup and a crazed smile on her face chimed in.
While she did not show it on her face, Xian Mei was panicking inwardly. 'Eh!! Why did they have to come when this bastard was healing, and there are two of them?
If it was only one, I could have dealt with it by myself. Why two?!
What should I do? What should I do? Should I throw my demonic, soul-exhilarating pepper on them?
Or should I use the things the sect master gave me?'
"Hmm?" Receiving no response from Xian Mei, Xue Zhen frowned. "Why are you not speaking? Are you looking down on me?"
The woman on his side also scowled and spat hateful words. "You should get on your knees and beg my senior brother for mercy; lick his body clean if you want to survive."
Her eyes were burning with jealousy when she saw how beautiful the woman from the illusionary lotus sect was.
Xian Mei's eyes shook at her words; the images of a little girl who looked like her, kneeling on the ground, her cheeks blemished with blood, flashed through her mind, and…
Boom!
An aura of core formation level erupted from her body.
And it was no ordinary aura; she was at the 6th level of the realm!
The two Blood Fiend Sect disciples were shocked when they sensed her aura. Fear and regret started to gnaw at their hearts.
They feared Xian Mei would kill them, but before she could even speak, everyone heard sounds of wooden sandals striking the ground, filling the area.
"Please kill yourself, donor, so I won't have to dirty my hands with filth."