Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 529

Facing Xiao Feng’s confident provocation, Chen Muxue simply curled her lips slightly.

"I didn’t expect that even with a system companion, one would still be limited by realm levels."

The swirling black Qi seemed to have finally completed some transformation, merging with Chen Muxue’s shadow.

"Chen, Chen Muxue! What are you doing?! Why don’t you quickly surrender?!"

"Xiao Feng can continuously ascend in such a short period, and yet the Heavenly Thunder doesn’t strike him. Could he be the Son of Destiny?! Chen Muxue, lay down your butcher’s knife and become a Buddha!"

Seeing the cultivators behind Chen Muxue speaking up for him, Xiao Feng’s smile grew more arrogant.

Even the cultivators who should be standing with you are like this, how will you fight against me?!

Butcher’s knife?

Chen Muxue instinctively reached for the object behind her that always gave her a sense of security—

When her hand grasped the iron pot, it was as if a surge of electricity shocked her brain.

"My remnant soul can no longer sustain this body..." she murmured, as the iron pot gently trembled.

"Damn it, beat him up! Go, go, go!"

A big question mark appeared above Chen Muxue’s head.

Cen Lizhui finally managed to shake off the persistent black Qi trying to prevent him from approaching Chen Muxue, and without even having time to use the Cleaning Technique, he stumbled towards her, hearing the cowardly yet self-righteous voices of the cultivators around him like buzzing flies.

However, as he got close, he heard that clamorous voice, though somewhat unfamiliar, he instinctively responded, "Chen Muxue! We can’t possibly defeat Xiao Feng!"

"How can that be? Don’t be fooled by Xiao Feng’s swagger, our big boss sister could flick him away with just a snap... Wait, can you hear me talking?!"

"Whoa, the iron pot has become a spirit!"

"You’re the spirit of the iron pot, your whole family are spirits of the iron pot!"

"Chen Muxue! Are you all messing with me? Forget it, I’m done tangling with you, prepare to die!"

Xiao Feng couldn’t bear it anymore. Having just advanced to the Mahayana Realm, and with the system by his side, he considered himself the strongest man in the world now. The mere Golden Core Stage Chen Muxue, even with a few peculiarities, was already beneath his concern.

Black Qi? It’s just because she inherited several underground altars that she can control it. He awakened too late, later than Chen Muxue, but what do these mean in the face of absolute power?

Xiao Feng flexed his muscles, feeling invigorated with power, and with a fierce glint in his eyes, he tore open a space in the void, retrieving his sword and swinging it with a terrifying force that overwhelmed everything!

The cultivators behind Chen Muxue all changed their expressions, retreating as if fleeing!

"Tsk, Cen Lizhui, don’t you have any sense? You’ve never seen a talking iron pot—hey!!"

While the iron pot was still making sounds, Chen Muxue casually waved her hand and deflected the sword attack from Xiao Feng.

"Ugh! Feels like I got hit in the stomach, I want to puke."

"Are you okay, Chen Muxue?" Cen Lizhui didn’t care about the "Chen Muxue" in front of him and stepped forward to grab the iron pot she still held.

"I’m fine, I still have two Liuli Mei here."

The sound of chewing came.

Cen Lizhui: "...You seem quite leisurely."

"You—you dare mock me?!" Xiao Feng couldn’t believe that his attack was easily neutralized by Chen Muxue using just an iron pot. He was full of disbelief as the shame of not being the Qiankun Cauldron returned.

"Damn it, die!" Xiao Feng, disregarding everything, charged directly, his spiritual power terrifyingly suffocating, as if the galaxy itself was thrown into chaos with his every move!