Watching her disciple vanish into the spatial crack, Zhao Lusi's mood suddenly turned sour.

He didn't even asked if I want to tag along... Tsk now where should I let my anger out?

She didn't have to imagine for long though, there was already plenty available. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Without another second to waste, she rose straight into the sky and then spread her divine sense rampant across all the directions.

The divine sense swept across the whole region sweeping through each and every cultivator her divine sense came into contact with, she didn't even try to hide what she was doing.

For any cultivator, this was a blatant humiliation.

If we put it into modern term, this was basically browsing through the whole school students bag while calling them out for assembly.

They knew it was wrong but they don't dare raise their voice because of the fear of being targeted.

What she was doing was an unspoken declaration: you all are beneath me.

And true to her claims, not a single person dared to object against her actions.

Left and right, heads were lowered and their gazes dropped.

They endured it in silence, even praying not to be noticed by her.

But like every school has that one brave soul who stood up to injustice, there was also one cultivator who dare to resist.

The old man stepped forward and released his aura to meet hers—Human Immortal Realm.

His robes fluttered despite the still air, his expression carved with arrogance as he lifted his chin.

"Elder Zhao," he said, voice steady but edged, "I have no intention of clashing with the Flying Crane Sect. But if you insist on defending a mere lower realm… the least you could do is claim it first."

Zhao Lusi paused for a second before her lips suddenly curved into a faint smile.

"Nine Peak Pavilion, was it? Take a single step forward," she said lightly, almost playfully, "and I'll reduce your pavilion to dust."

The air tightened as she tilted her head slightly, eyes glinting with amusement.

"Come now… surely you're not afraid of me?"

Sun Natin's throat bobbed.

The step he was about to take… never came.

Before the tension could snap, two figures descended from the distance, their presence announcing themselves at both being at the Human immortal level.

"Elder Sun—you're here."

An old man approached with a genial smile, as if they had arrived at a casual gathering rather than a battlefield.

"Heh… so it's true," another elder chuckled, stroking his beard. "We're facing the infamous Wine Immortal today."

Sun Natin let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.

"What timing," he muttered, relief slipping into his voice.

The first elder nodded, his gaze turning sharp as it settled on Zhao Lusi.

"Well… we formed the Heavenly River Alliance for this very purpose. To oppose the tyranny of the Flying Crane Sect."

This time, the three of them stepped forward in unison with their auras flared.

Zhao Lusi on the other hand simply watched with mild boredom.

At least I'll be able to release some stress properly.

Three Human Immortals stood before her yet there was not a single trace of being indimitated, if any, she felt three alone wouldn't be enough as she asked,"Is this all you can amount to? I can still wait if you plan to call for more."

Her voice cut through the tense air, sounding casual and unimpressed.

Elder Chang Ho let out a low chuckle, sleeves fluttering in the rising currents.

"Hoho… you're just as bold as the rumors claim."

His eyes narrowed slightly. "But let's see if the strength matches the mouth."

In the next instant all three made their moves.

Sun Natin stepped forward with his staff slamming into his palm. His aura surged even more outward in a violent wave.

The ground beneath him cracked and sank, unable to bear the pressure.

With a sharp exhale, he thrust the staff forward, power condensing at its tip before erupting into a crushing force that barreled toward Zhao Lusi like a falling mountain.

At the same time, The Seeker spun both swords in a tight arc. Steel sang through the air as his movements blurred, carving a spiraling pattern that condensed into the shape of a massive dragon's head.

Its jaws opened in a silent roar before it lunged forward, tearing through space with relentless momentum.

Chang Ho on the other hand gathered the wind in one hand and calmly twists the currents into each other, forming a tightening vortex that coiled around the battlefield.

With a flick of his fingers, the storm compressed, sharpening into invisible blades that surged alongside the other attacks.

"Aaah-hmmm", Zhao Lusi yawned, clearly ignoring the attacks coming her way.

But just as Sun Natin's staff-force crashed down, her figure blurred, vanishing from where she stood.

The impact shattered the earth, sending debris skyward in a violent explosion.

She reappeared midair only for the dragon's head to already be upon her.

Zhao Lusi's eyes sharpened slightly yet with a flick of her sleeve.

A burst of force met the dragon head-on, the collision sending ripples through the sky like shattered glass.

The construct twisted, snapping its jaws repeatedly as it tried to devour her position.

She shifted through the attacks with precise movement as she weaved between it's strikes with ease.

And then came the invisible blades slicing in from all sides, cutting off her escape.

This time, she didn't bother to dodge and instead raise her arms.

A sharp, ringing clash echoed as the air itself seemed to collide wind blades shattering apart as if striking an unseen barrier.

The surrounding currents spiraled wildly from the recoil.

"Do it again," she said flatly.

Sun Natin suddenly appeared behind her with his staff descending with crushing force.

Zhao Lusi twisted at the waist, barely avoiding the strike as it grazed past her shoulder, the pressure alone tearing through her sleeve.

Her palm shot forward, colliding with the shaft of his staff. The impact sent a shockwave rippling outward, both of them pushed back several meters across the sky.

Before she could stabilize, The Seeker arrived with the flash of his twin blades delivering a storm of strikes, each one fast and relentless.

Yet Zhao Lusi met them head-on. She deflected, redirected, and this time she had no intention of avoiding the attack like she previously did.

Chang Ho didn't wait for The Seeker attack to end.

Compressing the wind this time, he managed to bind the space around her, restricting her movement just enough.

That tiny moment, Sun Natin seized it.

His staff swept horizontally, catching Zhao Lusi mid-motion.

She blocked, but the force drove her back, sending her skidding through the air before she regained control.

Her gaze swept across the three of them, sharper now, more focused.

"…heh, that was half not bad."