Dawn of the Night (EDT)

Getting rid of pests was one of Su Ci Yi's topmost concern. With her agility decelerated along with the movement of her current body, her attention keeps splitting into three. Attacking her opponent while fending this person's pests and from time to time took a glimpse of the persons from the sideline.

She can't let them get killed in the middle of an intense fight.

On this off chance that she had taken, she took a fleeting look at a certain object.

Her lips quivered into a smile upon finding out a way to deal with one of her concerns. Once again, she fully coated herself with her massive spiritual qi, but this time securing that every inch of her body was fully covered. Not a single skin can easily be touch.

Equipped with the right timing and spiritual energy, letting herself pulled by gravity and leaped in a flash to a certain area and pick up the cultivator's item she had been eyeing.

The vicious pests that had been eyeing her, followed through in which direction she threaded. She formulated her notion based on this behavior of theirs.

Su Ci Yi raised her hand holding the item and tossed it into midair while taking a last look at the incoming insects. She pulled open wide the bag, inhaling in one last breath before plugging her nose not to breathe for a few seconds.

Sliding into the inside bag and off she disappeared on the midair.

Following in, the bees and mosquitoes slid through the path that she took a while.

The space dimension of this spatial bag's features was kind of different from what she had seen way back on her sect. The inside was quite spacious. Her idea that it would be similar to a wardrobe on the inside completely shattered. She was wrong. It had a diameter inside enough to walk fifty steps back and forth.

As soon as the pests followed her, Su Ci Yi who had been lurking her presence secured that all had entered and at the same time dash out. Sealing the outside the moment she stepped out.

Keeping the pouch that contained the fierce insects on under her clothes.

That person, seeing her babies get trapped, stomp its feet and for the first-ever time. Anger full it's face and rushed out to get their revenge. Its affection couldn't measure and it valued pet friends rather than a human being.

As a matter of evidence, that robe person pulled out the unsheathe sword out of the scabbard and unreluctantly pointed aiming at her.

Su Ci Yi draw a thick branch which she pulled out of nowhere and begun to wave it towards it. Defending herself until it rendered its full usefulness.

*Clang

The two objects collide as it made an eerie reverberating sound on the air while exchanging blows and attacks.

One attacks, the other defended or vice versa.

However, the level between two cultivators plays a primordial role in determining the victor of such battles. Feats and fate of one's are pre-determined already. Her opponent oozes with a higher level of cultivation higher than just of her soul stage foundation. It might even be on the third leveling of qi formation.

With a crash, her rod that only equipped with her spiritual qi broke into congruent pieces.

Su Ci Yi had no other choice but to chuck on the sideline the useless piece while making out of the other one on the other hand of hers and it still went on par towards the sword.

No matter how hard she tried, she was beginning to feel fatigued and the numbing sore on her back was still aching tremendously. Her expression might not show any signs of painful wounds, but the complexion she had was betraying her. Her lips if one will look, go in palish pink. Her breathes are heavy and there was a slight pain over her head.

However, the battle hasn't been over yet, a left-hand flash from the corner of her eye. On her instinct, those hands are merciless, one grab and she didn't know what will happen next. The hand she used that holds the piece of trunk rod, unconsciously fall from her grip.

Now her two hands are rendered free and it's a bad thing on her part!

Without a weapon, how could she go against its immortal sword of the enemy!

Su Ci Yi saw how the immortal sword dashed and aim right through her neck. Without further ado, Su Ci Yi bent down abruptly but in doing so, she lose her balance. She was able to escape the nearly crushing of her throat but wasn't able to grasp the other hand that made its way into her neck.

It's like running from a mountain boar only to be captured by a leopard!

Oh sweet life~

*Ack!

Su Ci Yi grasped the hand holding her neck aiming for breath.

"Where is the bead of the highest Immortal?" That person, straight to the point and its eyes gleam in ferociousness. The ease feeling earlier she had with her had totally gone the moment she kidnapped her pests—pardon, that was taking her pests. If she didn't do it, how the heck will she be alive now? She'll turn into brittle bones in an instant for that!

She had died once, the underworld king will get displeasure seeing the same spirit for the second time around!

Turning back, Su Ci Yi tried to reminiscing the time she had heard this bead. This was her second time hearing it, the first from her nightmare. A sense of déjà vu struck into her and the familiarity of events swept into her mind.

Doubt started to raise to the face in front of her.

There's no way that this person was his Senior Brother... just like in her dreams.

They had almost the same height. Same strength, same force and she can conclude this person's gender the way it holds a sword.