The Fury of an Old Woman

"Senior, could there be some misunderstanding? I treat Huang Xiaoyao very well, how could I deceive her?"

Mo Tianxiao hurriedly tried to defend himself, "Senior, I don't know what kind of misunderstanding you have about human men, but I think not all men are liars. At the very least, I will definitely not deceive Huang Xiaoyao."

Faced with Mo Tianxiao's words, Huang Miaoyin remained unmoved, simply waiting quietly for Huang Xiaoyao's answer.

Huang Xiaoyao pursed her lips. Seeing that the ancestor was not joking with her, she suddenly turned her head to look at Mo Tianxiao, and then said with a firm gaze:

"Ancestor, if the condition for awakening my bloodline is to kill Brother Tianxiao, then I would rather not awaken it."

It was just a bloodline. To the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan, the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix bloodline was indeed important, but to her, a bloodline was dead, while a person was alive.

She would not hurt an innocent person just to awaken a bloodline, let alone when this person was her Brother Tianxiao.

Huang Xiaoyao! I really didn't judge you wrong!

A touch of emotion flashed in Mo Tianxiao's eyes. As expected of the loyal Huang Xiaoyao; how could a mere bloodline drive a wedge between them?

"Are you sure?"

Huang Miaoyin's tone became stiff, carrying a hint of anger.

"Do you know what you are giving up?"

She had already confirmed Huang Xiaoyao's aptitude. It was not inferior to her own, and in the future, she might even grow to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

"If you just can't bring yourself to do it, I, your ancestor, can help you."

Saying that, Huang Miaoyin was about to make a move against Mo Tianxiao.

Instantly, Mo Tianxiao felt a sense of suffocation.

Damn it, this wretched woman has no martial ethics! She got her feelings cheated by a man and actually takes her anger out on a junior!

"No!"

Huang Xiaoyao immediately rushed over and blocked in front of Mo Tianxiao, her small face tense and her tone anxious, "Ancestor, don't kill him!"

With Huang Xiaoyao blocking her, Huang Miaoyin temporarily withdrew her hand.

"Hmph, I want to see just what kind of bewitching potion this man has fed you."

After saying that, Huang Miaoyin raised her hand slightly, and Mo Tianxiao's body levitated, drifting towards her.

Mo Tianxiao struggled desperately, anger inevitably rising in his heart.

What exactly was going through this crazy woman's head? Just which man had hurt this big shot so deeply? She had cultivated to such a powerful realm, yet she still cared about having her feelings cheated? Her obsession was way too deep!

"Let me go! I refuse to accept this! Just because you had your feelings cheated by a man, you think all men in the world are bad? What right do you have to take your anger out on me and Huang Xiaoyao? Do you have even a shred of the demeanor of an expert?"

Mo Tianxiao's tone was full of dissatisfaction. Just because her cultivation base was high, could she do whatever she wanted?! Just because her cultivation base was high, could she ignore and insult him like this?

Well, fine, she actually could.

"Ancestor! Don't hurt Brother Tianxiao! I forbid you from touching him!"

Huang Xiaoyao was about to fight back as she spoke, but in the next second, she was frozen in place, completely unable to move or even speak, only able to watch helplessly as everything unfolded before her eyes.

"Old woman! If you have the guts, let me go, and let me go out and call for backup! What kind of skill is it to bully the weak?"

Mo Tianxiao was now at his wit's end and could only open his mouth and yell, hoping this old woman would somewhat recall her status as an expert.

"What did you call me? What makes you think my feelings were cheated by a man?"

Mo Tianxiao's figure floated in front of Huang Miaoyin.

Huang Miaoyin ignored his petty tricks to escape and questioned him in an icy tone.

This brat actually dared to call her an old woman. He had quite the nerve.

However, to Mo Tianxiao, this woman was about to kill him anyway. He didn't care about respecting his seniors. Only experts who cared for him were seniors; enemies didn't count.

"So what if I called you an old woman! If you've lived this long, what are you if not an old woman? Do you dare say you've never had your feelings cheated by a man? Seeing how massive your temper is, could it be you were dumped by a man?

Don't tell me an old hag like you still maintains your primal yin body even now? Tsk, tsk, that's really a pity."

Mo Tianxiao raised his head, his eyes staring fixedly at the hazy figure in front of him, wearing a disdainful smile on his face, as if trying to see through the veil to the angry face beneath.

Huang Miaoyin fell silent for a moment. She was not enraged by Mo Tianxiao's words, and her voice was as calm as water.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm afraid of death, but does it matter? You're still going to kill me anyway."

Mo Tianxiao's tone was impassioned. He seemed to have completely given up and was just seeking momentary verbal satisfaction.

"I only hate that my strength is insufficient, otherwise how could it be your turn to be so arrogant?"

Huang Miaoyin spoke again, "When did I say I was going to kill you?"

"......"

Mo Tianxiao's eyes paused slightly, but he immediately returned to normal, his tone softening a bit. "Senior clearly just asked Huang Xiaoyao to kill me. Did you forget what you said so quickly?"

"So did I kill you? Now you're calling me senior again? Why aren't you calling me an old woman?"

For some reason, Huang Miaoyin suddenly felt a sense of familiarity welling up in her heart, and her attitude softened slightly.

Seeing Huang Miaoyin's change in attitude, Mo Tianxiao suddenly detected a glimmer of hope for survival and immediately became well-behaved. "Senior must be joking. I just lost control of my emotions just now and accidentally offended Senior with my words. I hope Senior will be magnanimous."

He shouldn't have sworn just now, right?

Thinking back, he had probably only called her an old woman and an old virgin, without saying anything harsher. He instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"No wonder you can make Huang Xiaoyao like you so much. It turns out your skin is this thick."

Huang Miaoyin approached Mo Tianxiao and raised her hazy palm, pressing it onto the top of his head. "I can spare your life, but I must know your past and everything about you."

"Huang Xiaoyao, let your ancestor help you see if this brat is really worth you liking him so much."

Huang Miaoyin's tone became somewhat playful. "Brat, I hope you haven't deceived any other women."

The palm pressed against Mo Tianxiao's head emitted a mysterious energy, invading his brain like a soul-searching technique. However, it was much gentler than soul-searching and would not damage his brain.

Mo Tianxiao felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy, his pupils shrinking to the extreme as he hurriedly shouted in his heart, "System Bro! Stop lurking! Hurry the hell up and help me!"

This old woman was actually playing with soul-searching. Damn it, this messed with his mind even more than killing him.

The system wouldn't be discovered, would it?

The system did not respond to Mo Tianxiao, and Huang Miaoyin's probing had only just begun.

The mysterious power entered Mo Tianxiao's sea of consciousness, converging into a hazy figure. It was exactly Huang Miaoyin.

She hovered in Mo Tianxiao's spiritual sea of consciousness. Just as she was about to further probe his memories, an icy voice swept over like a tsunami from deep within the sea of consciousness.

"Scram!"

Boom!!

An extremely overbearing power explosively erupted, violently expelling Huang Miaoyin's figure without the slightest suspense.

"It's her!?"

"How is that possible!"

Huang Miaoyin's phantom, which had been blasted out of Mo Tianxiao's spiritual sea of consciousness by the icy shout, trembled slightly. Beneath the hazy energy, an exquisitely beautiful face revealed a look of shock, as if she had seen something unimaginable, her pupils widening immensely.

"It's her! How could she appear in your sea of consciousness!?"

"Who exactly are you?! Speak! Who exactly are you!!"

Looking as if she had descended into utter madness, Huang Miaoyin gripped Mo Tianxiao by the shoulders and shook him frantically, her voice filled with a terrifying rage.