"For the sake of your cultivation, you abandoned Wuxiang Sect, you abandoned the entire Lower Realm?" Han Huijun asked him, sorrow thick in his voice.
Mo Rui had no remorse for the choices he had made. "Yes. If I did not do this, I would only slowly age and fall. Master worked so hard for so many years, he should not die so weakly!"
By the end, Mo Rui shouted loudly, his voice cutting through the air.
Han Huijun looked at him wearily, and the sadness in his eyes gradually faded.
"Master, from today onward, you are no longer part of Wuxiang Sect."
Mo Rui chuckled, "You've grown up. You even dare to expel your master from the sect!"
Han Huijun lifted his head weakly, and his gaze fell on Yao Ranran. "Because I know the miasma in the Spirit Realm is not incurable. This Xiānzhǔ is the antidote that can save this place. Master, you were wrong from the very beginning."
Yao Ranran raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Mo Rui roared in her palm, "Foolish boy, the poison of the miasma cannot be dispelled. Sooner or later, you would have made the same choice I did!"
Han Huijun silently closed his eyes and turned away.
"Yao Ranran Xiānzhǔ, kill him…"
Yao Ranran paused, then handed Mo Rui over to him.
"Sect Master Han holds great righteousness. He is the former sect master of Wuxiang Sect. You should deal with this personally."
Han Huijun clenched his fists in agony.
A flicker of hope appeared in Mo Rui's eyes, "Hui Jun, Hui Jun, if you let me go, I can stop them from seizing Wuxiang Sect. Wuxiang Sect has stood in Central Domain for so many years. It cannot fall!"
"Too late… it is already too late!" A tremendous force shot from his palm. Han Huijun gripped tightly, and Mo Rui's soul vanished from the world, disappearing completely.
Mu Xin clicked his tongue, laughing, "This is the first time I've seen a disciple kill his master so swiftly and decisively."
Han Huijun sat weakly on the boat, too exhausted even to look up, letting Mu Xin mock him freely.
Bai Qingwu stared at the fallen sect master, her eyes trembling. Looking at Yao Ranran, she felt as though she were staring death itself in the face.
"You… you are really my countrywoman?"
Why did this countrywoman seem completely different from all the others she had met?
Could a human from Earth even do such things?!
Yao Ranran bared her teeth in a grin, "Exactly as it seems."
Bai Qingwu's legs trembled in fear. She had written the book herself. She knew Han Huijun's temper and how formidable Mo Rui was. And now everything had fallen under Yao Ranran's control.
This world was no longer hers. It was a world controlled by Yao Ranran. The thought struck her, and Bai Qingwu clutched a boat post in horror, too terrified to move. This countrywoman must be the true heroine!
Yao Ranran had no time to care about Bai Qingwu's thoughts. She watched the four ferocious beasts slowly advancing, keeping the flying boat suspended in midair.
Mu Xin licked his lips, "Do you want me to subdue them? I can handle two of them for you."
Yao Ranran paused a moment, then shook her head.
"No need."
Mu Xin's eyes glittered. "Refusing my help this time means there won't be a next!"
"They do not intend to kill me."
Yao Ranran looked at the four ferocious beasts calmly, her expression serene.
Mu Xin sneered, "They are ancient ferocious beasts, not divine beasts. Xiānzhǔ, do not trust their wildness!"
"Yes, they are the four great ferocious beasts, but unfortunately, not the four divine beasts."
Yao Ranran said thoughtfully.
Mu Xin, watching her defenseless stance, silently gathered spiritual energy in his sleeves, the surrounding air quivering imperceptibly.
The four great ferocious beasts lunged suddenly. Mu Xin's raised fists were only a step from their gaping maws.
Yao Ranran placed her hands on their heads, gently stroking them.
"You four behave. For the peace of the world, let's not fight."
Mu Xin: "…"
Bai Qingwu: "…Are these really the four ancient ferocious beasts?"
Yao Ranran smiled, "Of course they are the four ancient ferocious beasts. I even have ancient divine beasts. They must have smelled the Phoenix, which is why they dare not attack me."
Bai Qingwu looked into the beasts' eyes and felt this had nothing to do with the divine Phoenix.
Mu Xin awkwardly retracted his hands, "It is said that when ancient ferocious beasts descend, calamity follows. Seems that is just a tale. In reality, they are not that terrifying."
"Roar——"
The four beasts howled to the sky, scaring Mu Xin into raising his fists again.
Bai Qingwu scrambled into the cabin, terrified to show an inch of skin.
Yao Ranran patted the beasts, calming them down.
"I think they are like Da Huang at the village entrance. They just need care and attention."
Mu Xin quickly pulled up all he knew about Da Huang in his mind, concluding: this woman is not human!
Han Huijun watched as the four ferocious beasts were subdued by her. His knees, kneeling, could never straighten again.
"Xiānzhǔ, please save this world!"
Mu Xin glanced at him slyly, thinking this man had no sense of propriety.
Was she the kind of Fairy who saved people for free?
Better to offer all the treasures of Wuxiang Sect. That might make her act faster!
Yao Ranran looked at Han Huijun's bowed head and sighed.
"Han Sect Master, why must you…"
"This is my duty. Wuxiang Sect owes you!"
Han Huijun kowtowed heavily.
Yao Ranran shook her head, "I cannot bear it…"
"You are worthy, Xiānzhǔ!" Han Huijun interrupted firmly.
Yao Ranran continued, "I truly cannot bear your kneeling. I can accept your treasure vault, but I cannot see a sect master bowing before me."
Han Huijun: "…You mean you want Wuxiang Sect's treasure?"
Yao Ranran cleared her throat, "Was that not something you took out specifically to thank me?"
Han Huijun: "…You mean my kneeling is unnecessary?"
Yao Ranran waved her hand quickly, "No, no, not unnecessary. I just cannot bear it!"
"If you want to kneel, then kneel. Without spirit stones, she will not agree anyway!" Mu Xin added lazily.
Han Huijun felt as though a knife was plunged into his chest. His heart bled.
Yao Ranran clasped her hands behind her back and looked up at the sky.
"Being a lord these days is tiring too. If you do not earn more spirit stones while young, you cannot even support your subordinates!"
Han Huijun silently nodded. "I understand. As long as Xiānzhǔ is willing, everything in Wuxiang Sect's treasure vault is yours!"
Yao Ranran turned away, a faint smile rising at the corner of her mouth. "Rest assured, Sect Master Han. Taking wealth to avert disaster, the next stop for this flying boat is Wuxiang Sect!"
"Thank you, Xiānzhǔ!" Han Huijun stood up, moved beyond words.