The Naughty Senior Sister

The Naughty Senior Sister
Senior Brother Against the Noble Demon Bloodline (4)


Inside the room, there was barely even the slightest bit of air to breathe with ordinary human lungs due to the hostile energy qi pressure overlapping between the two people.


Yan Xu who had already completed the preparation of his final step, took out a human-shaped paper puppet and threw it aside.


Faintly, it could be seen that the golden core that was still inside Yan Xu's body was channeling the enslaved qi energy to the paper puppet. That way, the paper puppet started to change shape into a human, then took on an exact form of itself!


The slightly interested Mo Yihan asked, "Are you using the puppet control technique that puppet experts often use?"


Yan Xu shook his head and said, "That's just a technique used on the level of children."


"really? So, your techniques are the ones that adults use in the human world?!"


Yan Xu still shook his head as he glanced with a sneering gaze, "This is not a puppet control technique. Like you complementing each other with a soul spear, I also made a copy of myself at full strength so that you can rest assured, I am fighting you using double my full strength."


The corner of Mo Yihan's mouth was raised sharply, a wide and violent grin appeared on his face that looked like he was saying, 'You should have used that from earlier! This fight is getting interesting!'


".... Burning from nothingness .. — fire samadhi."


Ignoring his opponent's expression, Yan Xu still gave another surprise. The two Yan Xu were both surrounded by samadhi flames with a concentration and amount that was ten times that of before!


Not only that, Yan Xu used the blue wood heart technique, making every corner of the room surrounded by roots propagating from all directions. The room that was originally filled with death energy, was now surrounded by a lot of vitality which also strengthened the sacred element of the use of samadhi fire.


Demonic energy with corrosive properties sourced from the descendants of the noble demon— Mo Yihan was confined to one point. When that energy wanted to spread out to show dominance, the blue wood root that was enveloped in samadhi fire with the sacred element immediately hindered its development.


Mo Yihan could feel a strong sense of contention between the corrosive nature of his energy and the wood element being strengthened using samadhi fire. He tried to gather the energy in his right fist, a pitch-black light started to form yet at an extremely slow speed.


He squinted his eyes, directing hostility towards Yan Xu, "Is this what makes you confident when fighting me?"


Yan Xu only maintained his flat expression while holding the energy sword in one of his hands.


Mo Yihan's smile that was behind the protection of his avatar's armor continued to widen as he said, "You are indeed worthy."


After saying that, Mo Yihan focused his demonic energy on his soul spear. A hideous darkness enveloped the spear's eyes. The eyeballs of the ferocious beasts that were at the center of the blade opened wide, staring straight at Yan Xu!


Likewise with Yan Xu, the samadhi flames each surrounded the original body and the strongest paper puppet he had ever purified!


The two stretched each other's legs and took the target.


Taps! Taps! Taps!


Only footsteps could be heard, yet the two of them along with clone Yan Xu disappeared in the empty air!


Ting!


The ten slashes from each of Yan Xu's energy swords as well as his clones collided with Mo Yihan's soul spear. The violent clash only caused a spark of light for less than a second then disappeared in the swallow of darkness.


It only took one second, more than ten slashes they had taken out. Yan Xu's lotus sword technique had repeated the opening movement to the third continuously.


Ting! Ting! Ting!


Three seconds had passed, they were still moving at such high speed that it left a shadow behind. However, the room was still as quiet as uninhabited.


As they were still exchanging movements in the air, Mo Yihan's index finger movements in playing his spear were extremely smooth and sharp. Making Yan Xu difficult to find a gap while maintaining his defense because he should not be injured by the opponent's puncture.


Tlank!!!


After the final impact, the two returned to the starting position. Several tears began to appear on each of their protective robes and armor. The ferocious aura, slowly shrank.


Yan Xu's strongest paper puppet had also been split into pulp when their movement exchange in the thirties. Even so, the two people still stood firm.


Yan Xu who remained calm yet his legs were already trembling within his robe said, "Because you are also making things difficult for me."


"Can't we have peace talks?" mo Yihan asked expectantly.


Yan Xu shook his head and asked, "What is your goal to the human world?"


It was a question that popped up every time they exchanged slashes in Yan Xu's mind. This Mo Yihan-like demon, looked like it did not care what Yaoyao had already built to attract the attention of the old faction members. He also showed no signs of hostility towards humans.


'So, what's the purpose of her— Mo Yihan to the human world?'


The sentence continued to buzz in his mind, so he asked it directly to the owner of the answer.


The owner of the answer who listened to Yan Xu's question widened his eyes, there were some surprises inside Mo Yihan's dark purple pupils. He did not expect from everyone, finally some questioned about the purpose of his life.


He laughed out loud resulting in a shockwave that spread out in all directions in the air. The black blood that had originally only slightly come out, now flowed more than before. After wiping his blood, Mo Yihan stared intently at Yan Xu.


"I just want to feel freedom. Old faction? Moderate faction? Demon world? The leader is also our loyal ancestor?— Puih! I don't care!"


Mo Yihan spread both of his hands, making the wings that were on his back wide open. He looked up while shouting loudly.


"Me, Mo Yihan! I just want to be free of all that! Want old or moderate factions, both destroyed, I don't care!"


After venting his helpless feelings, Mo Yihan now turned to Yan Xu.


"What about you?" mo Yihan asked in a deep voice.


Yan Xu put down the energy sword he held in midair, then placed both of his hands behind his back. He gave a flat expression as he replied, "I'm just like you, too, wanting to live freely."


"Then, why are you interfering with my freedom?!" raung Mo Yihan was furious.


The unconcerned Yan Xu asked, "What does freedom mean to you?"


"Freedom is where I am not bound by anything! I also don't want to fulfill any duties or what they call the old faction supporting the former demon lord!" mo Yihan replied with a passionate expression.


Hearing that answer, Yan Xu shook his head and let out a long sigh.


"Unfortunately, the freedom you get is not a path you make yourself. It would be no different from walking and dancing on the maker's palm."


"Omong empty! I'm ...." Mo Yihan clenched his pointy teeth until it let out a loud and strange sound.


Yan Xu who had already gained this momentum, immediately charged into Mo Yihan's pain point by starting to explain the picture of the scheme he had learned all along.


"I don't know who Mo Li was talking to back then, but he was definitely an old faction member. They make transactions and that person sends you to the human world to carry out tasks and fulfill payments."


"You who feel you can finally gain freedom, unconsciously carry out that task with your presence in this Northwest branch. Now, which freedom have you gained in the end?"


Yan Xu looked down at Mo Yihan who was already pouting with his words. That meant, it was true all along that Mo Yihan had also realized that he was merely a pawn to complete the transaction between Mo Li and the old faction.


Mo Yihan chuckled amusedly in a savage manner done to him by his fellow old faction members.


He removed his avatar armor and left only a soul spear with an aura that was still strong and stable. Mo Yihan stuck his spear into the floor with the blade still pointing straight up. The gaze from the eyes of the ferocious beast was not separated from the position where Yan Xu was standing.


"It's true I didn't get any freedom ..." Mo Yihan nodded in agreement then continued, "Then, you who should be free why take the trouble to thwart this plan?"


"Foiling? Me? Do you think I'd bother to do that?" yan Xu asked as he pointed towards himself.