..."Alright, we can consider ourselves acquainted now."
Listening to the other party's light, almost teasing words, veins popped on Mo Xi's forehead and her knuckles turned white from the force, yet she forced the surge of annoyance deep into her heart.
She took a deep breath, her voice low and cold.
"We have no grievances or enmity. Why did you attack me?"
The Blue-Clothed Woman tilted her head and chuckled, her fingertip lightly tapping her chin, a gesture completely at odds with her cold and sharp appearance.
"Hmm... that? It wasn't easy to encounter an Ability User who is barely tolerable to the eye. This big sister's interest was piqued, so I wanted to spar with you. What's wrong with that!"
Hearing this, Mo Xi rolled her eyes, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, clearly not believing these words.
The Blue-Clothed Woman seemed to know this as well. She didn't mind Mo Xi's dissatisfaction and continued speaking to herself.
"To some extent, you aren't a real Ability User, are you? Then, you naturally wouldn't know any information related to me."
As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Xi's pupils shrank—did what the other party said earlier refer to her status as a Cultivator?
Could she be...
Thinking of this, Mo Xi pointed at the other party with a certain expression.
"Are you that Sparkle? That little girl from back then!"
Blue-Clothed Woman (O∆O)?:
"Ah, who???"
Hearing a completely unfamiliar name, the lines the Blue-Clothed Woman had prepared came to an abrupt halt.
Her pure and beautiful face was full of bewilderment, and the long sword in her hand almost slipped because of it.
However, Mo Xi met her with a cold gaze, not buying it at all.
"Don't try to deceive me! You must be that kimono-wearing little loli from back then!"
Her voice carried an unquestionable sharpness.
The incident happened suddenly, and the woman hurriedly and desperately denied it with a face full of innocence.
"No, no, no, I'm not that person! Don't, don't just guess blindly!"
At the same time, a mischievous and annoying petite figure finally flashed through her mind—it was a little loli with twin tails, wearing a red kimono, with a cunning smile on the corner of her mouth.
Back then, an amazing "Celestial Phenomenon" suddenly occurred in the night of Muyun City.
She had taken the time to investigate and accidentally met Mo Xi, who had also come, on the edge of the ruins in the outskirts of the city.
However, Acheron, who was traveling with her, seemed to have left first for some reason, leaving Mo Xi standing alone at the edge waiting.
The Blue-Clothed Woman initially thought it was just an ordinary matter and was about to turn and leave when she suddenly felt a hint of strangeness in the air.
She whipped her head around and saw a red-clothed little loli quietly appear at some point. With a light tap of her fingertip, an invisible illusion had already enveloped Mo Xi, causing her to fall into a daze.
The woman's pupils shrank and she was filled with rage. Her long sword was unsheathed in an instant, chasing after that girl like a gale. Sword light and sleeves flew, and the scene was a mess.
But after that intense beating with flashing blades and crossing fists and kicks, the Blue-Clothed Woman realized with a shock, as if struck by lightning—she herself had also fallen deep into the illusion!
Memories flooded back like a tide, and her pretty face instantly froze into frost, her silver teeth gritting until they almost shattered.
She had actually been toyed with by an unknown little brat!
It was simply a great humiliation!
Blue-Clothed Woman (▼皿▼#):
So her name is Sparkle, huh? Don't let this old lady meet her again, otherwise, I'll definitely give that little brat a good thrashing.
Just as the woman was secretly swearing in her heart, the change in the Blue-Clothed Woman's expression happened in just a brief moment.
Mo Xi watched the other party's ever-changing expressions and suddenly realized in her heart—she might have judged incorrectly.
Although there was a forty percent chance this was just the other party's disguise, Mo Xi hadn't spoken so much "amiably" just for small talk.
While the Blue-Clothed Woman was immersed in a series of psychological activities, the move Mo Xi had been preparing for a long time was also completed, ready to be unleashed.
In the next moment, Mo Xi stopped wasting words with the person in front of her.
Her eyes suddenly narrowed, like a sharp blade being unsheathed.
Her legs suddenly exerted force and her figure turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the woman in mid-air at extreme speed, with irresistible force.
At the same time, she extended her delicate hand that had been hidden behind her back.
A majestic, bone-chilling cold air quietly condensed in her palm, as if even the air was freezing into frost.
Then, Mo Xi made a grasping motion with one hand.
Spiritual Power and Psionic Energy surged in her palm like a raging tide. The coldness condensed into shape in an instant, turning into an ice-blue long sword that exuded an astonishing chill.
The sword's blade trembled slightly as Mo Xi gripped it tightly in her hand.
"Hah!!!"
Feeling the cold touch in her hand, Mo Xi gave a delicate shout that sounded like a sudden clap of thunder.
She gripped the hilt tightly, and a cold light burst from her palm as she swung the sword towards the defenseless figure in front of her.
The sharp edge of the blue long sword flowed faintly around the blade, every inch of the sword light exuding a deadly chill.
However, facing this unexpected sword strike, a smile quietly curled on the corner of the Blue-Clothed Woman's mouth, as if she had expected it.
Then, her figure moved like the wind, slightly tilting to one side, "dangerously" grazing past the sword's edge, barely managing to avoid it.
Even though the strike missed, Mo Xi didn't show the slightest sign of discouragement.
Her heart was as clear as a mirror: if this enemy really had the strength to kill with a single sneak attack, she wouldn't be in such a sorry state.
However, as someone whose cultivation was only at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, she was still unable to harness Spiritual Power to fly through the air.
Thus, at the moment she brushed past the Blue-Clothed Woman, she used a building by the street as a point of leverage.
With a light tap of her toes, her figure was like an arrow leaving a bow, attacking again with her sword raised.
The sword light was like a cold star falling to the ground, carrying the sound of breaking air, aiming straight for the opponent's vitals.
"Not a bad reaction!"
The Blue-Clothed Woman's figure turned as quickly as the wind, her gaze locking onto the girl rushing at her once again.
She smiled faintly, as if appreciating the other party's persistence.
The woman no longer avoided the attack.
Instead, she gripped her ice-blue long sword tightly and swung it to meet the opponent, showing complete composure amidst the sword light and cold wind.
In the next moment—
Bang!!!
The edges of the two swords suddenly collided like a meteor striking the moon, erupting in a deafening roar!
A powerful shockwave spread rapidly like a mad tide.
Wherever it passed, the street buildings within a hundred meters were directly shattered by the scattered sword energy. Bricks and tiles crumbled, and dust surged like a giant wave.
At this moment, Mo Xi gritted her silver teeth, veins bulging on her forehead, her hands gripping the sword hilt like iron pincers.
Sparks flew wildly between the sword edges, but they were frozen into ice in an instant by the bone-chilling cold of the blades.
Just as Mo Xi thought the two would be in a long stalemate, she suddenly noticed the relaxed smile on the Blue-Clothed Woman's face.
From beginning to end, the Blue-Clothed Woman had only been holding her sword with one hand.
Even now, there was no exception.
"Yo, you've got quite some strength, don't you?!! Ho~ the results of this last-minute preparation aren't bad!"
The woman's eyes shone as she carefully observed the other party's long sword at close range.
Mo Xi's long sword was entirely imbued with a deep, profound blue, emitting waves of bone-chilling cold.
If one looked closely, the details of the sword blade were exquisite, with patterns winding like dragon scales.
The faintly transparent blade reflected brilliant glimmers under the sunlight, like the Milky Way pouring down, every ray of light exuding a chilling killing intent.
"Hmm, although the quality is quite good and it's very pretty, still—it's not as good-looking as my sword."
Just as Mo Xi's expression turned solemn, the Blue-Clothed Woman suddenly exerted force in her hand.
The sword edge was like thunder splitting the air, instantly breaking their stalemate.
Feeling the massive force coming from her hand, Mo Xi's expression changed drastically, and her figure fell uncontrollably downwards like a kite with a broken string.