The Clear-Wood Saintess’s Breakthrough

"Get lost." Qingfeng Li stared at the Green-Bamboo Saintess, saying coldly.

The Green-Bamboo Saintess was irritated. Being cursed at in front of so many people, she got angry and wanted to fight back.

But considering Qingfeng Li's strength and her cropped hair, she knew one more word would lead to her death.

The Green-Bamboo Saintess said no more, turning around, leading the rest to leave quickly, and soon disappeared.

All the self-cultivators gathering around were stepping back. They all saw the freezing look from Qingfeng Li's eyes and dared not to stay for a second longer.

When Qingfeng Li turned around, he found the Clear-Wood Saintess and Yun Lan were staring at him with complicated looks.

Qingfeng Li smiled and said, "Don't recognize me?"

Yun Lan squeezed out a smile and said, "I thought you were a loser and needed our protection. I never expected that you were so much more powerful than us."