When Earth Awakened, I Became a Sword Saintess

Chapter 193 : The Jingyuan School and the Royal Army

193: The Jingyuan School and the Royal Army

The Li Su powerhouses were stunned, but Yuyin knew exactly what she was doing.

She suddenly lunged forward in a low stance, her silver longsword slashing toward another Li Su barbarian.

Thump! A clear, bright blade of light cut down the Li Su barbarian, who was still in a state of shock.

"She killed again!?"

"She, she’s a spy! She must be a spy!"

"She’s Xia!"

Only then did the Li Su powerhouses react, all turning to attack Yuyin.

However, the tall statue they had been besieging was not idle. With almost no one left to attack it with spells, it was free to unleash its full power.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

It danced with its long, bladed arms, cutting down two of the powerhouses charging toward Yuyin, slicing one in half at the waist and severing the leg of another powerful barbarian. The barbarian fell to the ground, howling.

Slash!

The tall statue struck again, its blade piercing straight through the barbarian, pinning him deep into the ground.

"Damn it, this statue!"

"Kill the Xia woman first!"

"We’ve found a Xia spy! Kill her!"

Yuyin snorted coldly. She turned, her white dress fluttering as she fled into a passage within the burial chamber.

"After her!"

The Li Su powerhouses, their eyes red with fury, risked being cut down by the tall statue and charged after Yuyin. A few were unlucky enough to be struck by the statue’s blades.

Yuyin ran into the passage between the burial chambers, with the many Li Su powerhouses in hot pursuit.

Although Yuyin might have been able to fight them all, she would be trapped if she was surrounded here, and more enemies would soon arrive. It would be too dangerous. Yuyin immediately and nimbly ran into another burial chamber.

The pursuing Li Su powerhouses stopped at the entrance. The chamber was filled with wandering mechanical statues. Yuyin had already run into their midst.

"Hahaha, a cornered Xia woman. She’s courting death!"

"She’s dead for sure."

The Li Su powerhouses did not rashly charge in. They weren’t fools. They prepared various curse talismans, took up stances, and guarded the entrance, waiting to see what would happen.

However, Yuyin moved through the mechanical statues as if she were their mistress. The statues were all remarkably "docile," not attacking her at all.

Yuyin was also feeling a bit tired. She gently leaned against the shoulder of a mechanical statue to rest, and the statue acted as if it didn’t even see her.

"What, what!?"

The Li Su powerhouses were flabbergasted.

"How is this possible? Why won’t these stupid puppets attack her?"

Ding~ From the astonishment of the many Li Su powerhouses. Gained 106 Soul Charm Point Points. You have successfully broken the Li Su’s conclusion, gaining 80 Soul Charm Points. The female will whispered quietly.

"Could it be that the puppets in this chamber are not malicious and won’t attack on their own?"

"That… can’t be right. Maybe they just won’t attack this Xia woman."

"Nonsense. Rain Concubine was a demon goddess, a monster incarnate. She wasn’t Xia. Whether it’s us or the Xia, we’re all here to steal treasures from her tomb. Why would she not attack her and only attack us? Don’t worry, everyone. Go after her!"

The Li Su powerhouses swarmed into the room, spreading out to surround Yuyin.

However, the moment they entered, the soul flames of the puppet statues flared violently. They erupted with speed, their blades and arrows flying toward the intruders.

"Ah!"

"Ouch!"

Several cultivators, caught unprepared, were injured by the mechanical statues.

Swish, swish, swish!

Poisoned arrows flew from all sides.

Crack! The floor suddenly split open, revealing traps everywhere. Several Li Su powerhouses were hit by poisoned arrows, and two of them howled as they fell into the pits.

"Damn it! That woman just walked over this path. Why didn’t she trigger the traps?" a barbarian said, his veins bulging and his eyes wide.

"Hmph, perhaps because you’re heavier?" Yuyin snorted coldly, her white dress fluttering as she left the room.

"You few, you’re small and skinny. You won’t trigger the traps. Go after her," a barbarian over two meters tall said, pointing at a few cultivators.

"You’re actually going to believe her?" one of the cultivators retorted angrily.

The powerhouses were blocked by the mechanical statues and traps. They could only watch helplessly as Yuyin left, unable to do anything.

"Fight through them! These puppets are nothing! After her!" the tall barbarian roared.

"Wait…" a young Li Su cultivator’s face was grim. He held up a hand. "You say this woman… is she really Xia?"

"What do you mean?" a few barbarians asked, confused.

"This woman… her form is ethereal, her dress white. She comes and goes without a trace, unharmed by traps, and unattacked by the guards. Could it be… could it be…"

"Could it be what?" The faces of the other powerhouses grew cold. The Yin energy seeping into the chamber made them shiver.

"Could it be… that she is the master of this tomb? Rain Concubine, returned to life?" the young Li Su cultivator said, his voice trembling with fear.

"What!?"

As soon as he said this, the Li Su powerhouses were struck with panic, their will to fight greatly diminished.

For a moment, no one dared to pursue any deeper.

Meanwhile, Yuyin, who had already slipped away silently, was perhaps the only one who couldn’t feel the invasive Yin energy of the tomb on her body.

But although she had gained the upper hand several times and eliminated many enemies, she didn’t intend to linger. She knew when to quit while she was ahead. After all, the enemy was too numerous. Just the vanguard of powerful beings who had entered the tomb already numbered several hundred.

Yuyin ran directly out of this chaotic passage region and into the cavern. She crossed the bridge on the right and entered the stone doorway she had agreed upon.

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At that moment, outside the tomb of Rain Concubine, at the entrance, seven or eight square formations had assembled. The soldiers wore a small amount of bronze armor, revealing their well-developed muscles.

These soldiers were all tall and burly, clearly following a body-refining path. Although even the lowest-ranked soldiers were at the Mid-Stage of Spirit-Seeking Realm, the higher-ranking ones were at the Early or Mid-Stage of Purple Domain Realm. But their numbers were overwhelming. At a glance, there were two or three thousand of them!

Two or three thousand Source Martial Practitioners. What a terrifying force. Without a joint defense system and concentrated firepower to guard the gate, any single nation on Earth would be intimidated by such an army. But to the Li Su, this was just a detachment dispatched to plunder a tomb.

Besides these soldiers, under the giant trees and against the cliff walls, stood a large number of blue-robed and quite a few green-robed cultivators. Unlike the money-grubbing Li Su powerhouses from various sects who had rushed inside, these cultivators had a solemn and imposing air. They moved with a high degree of order, and not a single one of them rashly entered the tomb.

Under an ancient tree, a dozen blue-robed disciples and the green-robed "junior sister" Fei Ning were waiting. Fei Ning paced back and forth, looking anxious.

"Why isn’t she here yet? If she doesn’t come, we can’t act. Everything will be looted by then. Our Jingyuan School will have mobilized for nothing, and we’ll return empty-handed. How will you answer to my father! Hmph!"

In her frustration, the scar on Fei Ning’s face, which had not yet healed, began to throb again. Her eyes turned vicious as she clutched her face. "That damned Xia woman. After I complete this mission, even if I have to level these mountains, I will find you and have a hundred barbarians take turns with you! I’ll make you experience my pain a hundred, a thousand times over!"

Just then, a series of exceptionally strong and sharp auras approached rapidly.

At the very front, a white figure flew through the towering ancient trees shrouded in mist.

Whoosh. The white swift shadow landed. Behind her, a dozen green-robed figures landed one after another. A faint, immortal aura scattered around them.

"Senior Sister Bai!"

Fei Ning’s eyes lit up, and she immediately ran over. "Senior Sister Bai, you’re finally here. Senior Sister Bai, look, I encountered a hateful, despicable Xia bitch in the Prison Abyss. I was…"

Slap!

The white figure struck out with a backhand, a slap that seemed to carry a strong, cold, fragrant wind, knocking the junior sister Fei Ning to the ground.

"Senior Sister!?" Fei Ning’s face, already wounded by Yuyin, now throbbed with new pain from the slap. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked up at the person who had struck her.

It was Bai Ruowei. She wore a flowing, semi-translucent feathered dress, like a cloud. Underneath was a low-cut, smoke-blue robe. Her black hair was coiled up, adorned with a hairpin that seemed to be made from the down of an ancient white peacock. Her wide, white sleeves fluttered as she struck, like falling snow.

"I told you that our purpose in coming to this Prison Abyss is to obtain treasures and resources, and to use this blessed land to cultivate and train. But what about you? Killing innocents wantonly, and taking pleasure in it!? You still have the face to complain to me? The honor of our Jingyuan School is tarnished by disciples like you!"

Bai Ruowei was tall and beautiful, but her gaze held the cold sharpness of a thousand-year winter. She began by mercilessly berating her junior sister.

"Se, Senior Sister… you dare to hit me? Do you believe I’ll tell my father? Boo hoo…" Fei Ning sat on the ground, her eyes welling with tears as she stomped her feet, about to throw a tantrum.

Bai Ruowei drifted past like a cloud, a faint, otherworldly fragrance spreading in her wake. "Go complain to the Sect Master if you want. I don’t care. But I’ll remind you, his punishment for you will probably be much less lenient than mine."

"Boo hoo…" Fei Ning’s face was contorted. She wanted to cry but had no tears. She was fuming inside but could do nothing, so she just sat on the ground and pounded it furiously.

Bai Ruowei ignored her. She walked with light steps toward the large military formations.

A Li Su Royal Army general, over three meters tall, wearing bronze-gold armor, with an ugly and ferocious face and a broad, powerful physique, stood there like a door god. A faint green smoke curled around him.

"General Mo," Bai Ruowei said, looking up calmly.

"Lady Bai," the golden-armored general said, cupping his hands. He seemed to hold a certain respect for Bai Ruowei. One of his thick, calloused hands was as large as a small vat.

Bai Ruowei’s long, elegant neck turned as her jade-like head gazed toward the entrance to Rain Concubine’s tomb. "General Mo, what is the situation inside?"

"Hmph, who knows? The forces from the various sects have probably already charged in and are looting to their hearts’ content. But I heard they’ve also run into some trouble. In any case, I suppose they’ve triggered most of the traps by now?" the golden-armored general said with a careless smile on his wrinkled, fierce face.

"Very well." Bai Ruowei brought her hands together, her long sleeves folding over her chest. "If the time is right, we shall go in as well."