"A reason not to kill me, huh?" Yuan repeated, his face remaining calm and nonchalant despite her threat.
"I'll do better than that. I'll give you two. The first reason is… you won't be able to kill me even if you tried—"
Before Yuan could finish his sentence, Qiang Qing Yun swung her sword at him, the blade stopping just before his neck.
"I won't be able to kill you, who is only at the third level of God Ascension?" Qiang Qing Yun muttered coldly, revealing some of her aura as a ninth-level God Ascension cultivator.
"That's not funny, even as a joke."
Yuan glanced at the sword without moving his head and smiled, "A fine sword you have there."
He placed a single finger right on the sharp end of the blade and casually pushed it away from his neck.
'What tremendous strength!' Qiang Qing Yun cried inwardly when she couldn't resist Yuan's strength.
Although she wasn't using all her strength, Qiang Qing Yun was shocked to be pushed back by someone with far inferior cultivation.
