Encounter

"Pfft!"

The devilry cultivator fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. After twitching a few times, he lay motionless on the ground and stopped breathing. Upon seeing this, the Insouciant Sect disciples, and even the other dozen or so devilry cultivators were stunned. 

"Young Mistress Wanyan!" One of the disciples recognised her and was pleasantly surprised. 

Wanyan Qianhua didn't look back but just ordered: "Stand back!" As soon as she had spoken, the long sword appeared in her hand and her red figure swept forward. Murderous sword qi gushed out from the sword's airflow.