45. Sabre

  "No ,never ,over my dead body ." shouted Zhao Lusi surprising everyone. In the Heaven Dao sect, servant disciples and slaves fighting to the death in place of their masters were nothing new. In fact, it happened at least once a month.

"Its okay ,the human slave is no match for me ."Kai Syaoran told the worried Zhao Lusi. She regained her senses and realized that she may have overreacted, Kai was a late Xiantian cultivator and even though Wei's slave had a higher cultivation, the difference was just a single minor realm.

Clap clap clap, young master Wei clapped sinisterly as he smirked at Zhao Lusi.

Kai Syaoran felt like his territory was being invaded and wanted to teach this pampered young master a lesson.