Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 164: Ruthless

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Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Ruthless

In the midst of a chaotic flurry of strikes, under the cover of dust and mud, Chen Muxue and Cen Lizhui held the unconscious Xiao Feng before them, hiding behind him.

"See? I told you, with him swinging wildly like this, he definitely won’t hit Xiao Feng. Hiding behind him is absolutely safe... pfft! Blah blah..." Chen Muxue said, spitting out the sand that flew into her mouth with a face full of disdain.

Cen Lizhui was dumbfounded, realizing for the first time that such a miraculous thing could happen in the world.

"How are you so sure?" he couldn’t help but ask.

"Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand."

A matter of destiny’s child, best not to interfere.

Jiang Xinghai’s eyes were bloodshot, yet he looked ecstatic, ready to exact his vendetta; just then, a talisman paper exploded above his head.

This attack infused with spiritual power was different from a rudimentary iron pot; Jiang Xinghai, being in the Divinity Transformation Realm, naturally could easily sense it. He merely waved his hand, and the explosion of the talisman paper felt like a mere joke.

He looked up with red eyes, only to see the cultivators wearing his sect’s robes had suddenly turned their weapons toward him.

"You dare betray me?!" Jiang Xinghai roared.

"You’ve been unjust, don’t blame us for being disloyal!"

In an instant, the battlefield shifted; Jiang Xinghai’s golden whip swung with a seemingly world-ending might toward the disciples of the Fei Xing Sect!

In mid-air, the disciples threw various talisman papers and, taking advantage of flying on gourds, maneuvered intricately within them, continuously unleashing various moves, dazzling everyone!

Meanwhile, as Jiang Xinghai’s attack ceased, the dust slowly settled around Chen Muxue. She spat out more sand with a gray face, blinked hurriedly, and even her eyelashes shook off dirt.

Upon looking again, the surroundings were pitted and marked, except for the small area where Xiao Feng lay, untouched.

Truly worthy of being the protagonist.

Chen Muxue disdainfully pushed Xiao Feng away, letting his face plow into the ground, further aggravating her distaste with flying dust.

Turning around, Cen Lizhui, dressed in white, still appeared as neat and clean as he had when he first arrived, even cleaner now, given the rushed look he had when he came.

Now, he was utterly refreshed.

"How did you do it?" Chen Muxue wiped her face, clearing her sight.

After wiping, she looked more like someone who just crawled out of a coal mine pit.

"Like this." Cen Lizhui lightly tapped Chen Muxue’s forehead, like performing magic, and Chen Muxue instantly felt fresh and clean, all the dust on her effortlessly sliding off.

If Chen Muxue were to describe it, it was as smooth as a perfect fried egg being slid from a non-stick pan onto a plate.

Chen Muxue excitedly grabbed Cen Lizhui’s hands, her eyes shining like stars.

Cen Lizhui froze for a moment, his face slightly flushed.

"Amazing, teach me!"

The brief yet sincere and somewhat commanding words made Cen Lizhui calm down significantly. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Immortal Sect Secret Skill, not to be shared."

"Oh, ruthless!"

On the other side, Jiang Xinghai was fiercely battling with his own disciples; many gourds were shattered, and many lay on the ground, their fate unknown.

"So, if we ambush, what’s the chance of success?" Chen Muxue gripped her iron pot tightly.

"Twenty percent?" With such low odds, Cen Lizhui’s tone still revealed traces of uncertainty.

Chen Muxue looked at him suspiciously: "I don’t think he seems very smart though."

"That’s his own issue. If you act personally, there’s no guarantee you’ll harm him."