Chapter 3026 You! Are! Looking! For! A Crash!
The scimitar's blade shifted restlessly, attempting to break free from Qiao Mu's grasp under the influence of her divine sense.
However, Qiao Mu didn't give it the slightest chance.
With a frigid look in her eyes, she spoke mercilessly to Holy Daughter Nie Yaoguang, "You! Are! Seeking! Death!"
Anyone who brandished a weapon against her could expect dire consequences.
In that very moment, the tip of the young woman's dainty foot landed on the shattered window frame. She appeared to float over the water, her plain garments billowing in the breeze, exuding an aura of icy detachment.
Madam Guo'an couldn't help but shiver. She vividly recalled a similar encounter when she had foolishly attempted to attack the young woman with a spiritual tool, only to meet her own misfortune.
The Holy Daughter before her was likely headed for a similar fate.
With a resounding "bang," the scimitar in the young stoic's hand seemed unable to withstand the immense force. It not only bent but also emitted a cracking sound within her grip.
Crack!
"Ahh!!!" Holy Daughter felt excruciating pain surging through her consciousness.
Instinctively, she stumbled backward, lost her footing, and plunged into the water with a splash.
Holy Son Miyan was taken aback and swiftly soared into the air. She extended her hand to retrieve Holy Daughter from the water.
Holy Daughter's face was pallid, her eyes shut tight, giving the impression of a severe injury.
Holy Son Miyan checked her breathing with a trembling hand, and her eyes slightly eased with relief.
Fortunately, she was still alive. At least she hadn't perished. That meant there was still hope.
He turned to address the young stoic, wearing a somber expression as he spoke, "Crown Prince Consort, Holy Daughter has indeed offended you. Please refrain from stooping to her level."
Qiao Mu's countenance remained icy as she discarded the now worthless scimitar.
"Hand it over!"
Holy Son Miyan's heart sank involuntarily.
He was finally grasping the true nature of the young lady before him.
She was the sort who, when provoked, would eradicate the source of the provocation.
This mindset was undeniably troublesome.
Such a problematic disposition likely stemmed from someone who had spoiled her excessively.
While the Holy Daughter had courted trouble herself, being a member of the temple, Holy Son Miyan felt a responsibility to ensure her safety.
He couldn't possibly stand by while the young lady pummeled Holy Daughter Nie Yaoguang to death.
Killing Holy Daughter in such a manner would not only tarnish Holy Son Miyan's reputation but would also be a grievous blow to the Lunisolar Shrine's dignity.
Taking a deep breath, Holy Son Miyan believed he needed to have a proper conversation with the young lady, even though he had reservations.
After all, after interacting with her for some time, he had come to understand her temperament.
This young lady was exceptionally challenging to reason with.
Looking at the current situation, it had been some time since Madam Guo'an's previous visit, yet she was still intent on protecting her…
What's more, she possessed numerous allies and shouldn't be underestimated!
With these thoughts, Holy Son Miyan's expression darkened. He wished he could wake Holy Daughter from her stupor and give her a resounding slap.
"You've caused so much trouble. Fainting and causing a scene, and now you want me, the Holy Son, to clean up your mess. It's beyond infuriating!"
Holy Son Miyan, a figure of high standing within their ranks, was busy devising a strategy to save the young stoic's pride and prevent her from further confronting Holy Daughter.
Unbeknownst to him, Holy Daughter's eyelids twitched subtly, and her fingers, resting by her side, made a discreet flick.
"Stoic face… uh, I mean, Crown Prince Consort," Holy Son Miyan had barely addressed her when a combat talisman came hurtling in her direction.