Chapter 1607: Wind and Water Take Turns

Zu An sighed, "Girls wearing skirts need to be careful, especially when you're up high. You're exposed."

Zhao Xiaodie froze, instinctively pressing down on her skirt. Then, like a butterfly, she floated down. "You brat, you're asking for death!"

Rage points from Zhao Xiaodie +452452452...

"What exactly do you want?" Zu An frowned.

"Kneel down and kowtow a hundred times to this County Princess. If I'm in a good mood, I might give you an antidote to ease the pain," Zhao Xiaodie said, a cruel smile appearing on her face. She didn't want to kill him so quickly, but for him to be completely detoxified just by kowtowing a hundred times was wishful thinking.

She intended to use this method to destroy his self-esteem. Once he started, things would be much easier, and she would eventually turn him into her dog.

Zu An calmly stated, "If I'm not mistaken, yesterday was the first time we met. Why do you have such hostility towards me?"

Zhao Xiaodie sneered, "Only the weak cling to 'why,' as if targeting them requires a reason. However, I'm in a good mood today, so I don't mind telling you: You ambushed my brother and extensively sabotaged my father's affairs, which already offended me greatly. I can't believe you'd still ask 'why.' I truly didn't expect you to be so naive."

"Ambushed?" Zu An looked at her with a strange expression. Had this woman cultivated in the mountains for so long that it damaged her brain?

Zhao Xiaodie felt as if his gaze was on an idiot, and she was extremely displeased. "I'm very clear about my brother's talent. Although he wasted a lot of energy on women and worldly affairs, his cultivation is definitely not something you could handle. I don't know what despicable and shameless methods you used to ambush him."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but frown. "Why aren't you defending yourself?"

His reaction was strange. Logically, after being poisoned by her butterfly venom, he should have been writhing in pain by now. His calmness gave her an ominous premonition.

"Why should I defend myself?" Zu An said indifferently. "I'm simply watching your performance."

His nonchalant demeanor made Zhao Xiaodie feel like a clown, and her heart burned with fury.

Rage points from Zhao Xiaodie +499499499...

However, she was not foolish after all, and she didn't let anger cloud her judgment. She looked at him with surprise and uncertainty. "You're not poisoned? How is that possible!"

Even a Grandmaster would lose half their life if poisoned by her—though, of course, it wasn't easy to poison a Grandmaster.

Zu An looked at his finger; the wound on his fingertip had already healed. His Primordial Chaos Scripture not only gave him extremely strong regenerative abilities but also had detoxifying effects. At least, so far, almost no poison he encountered could affect him.

Seeing him stand still, Zhao Xiaodie assumed he was feigning composure while secretly forcing out the poison. So, she didn't give him a chance to recover. She lunged forward directly. As long as he engaged her in combat, with his qi and blood surging, the poison would no longer be suppressed.

To her surprise, he didn't seem to show any sign of panic.

However, she wasn't worried. As an exceptionally talented disciple of the Li Hentian sect, second only to Senior Brother Zhiyin, dealing with someone whose elemental energy fluctuations were undetectable should be effortless, shouldn't it?

She raised her hand. Her bright red fingernails were sharper than knives, the vibrant color coming from nail polish made by mixing various poisonous flowers, making it beautiful yet deadly.

Her nails directly slashed towards his neck. She controlled her strength carefully, aiming to severely injure him without killing him instantly.

She saw him raise his hand and sneered inwardly. It was too late to realize he needed to resist now.

His agility was far worse than that of even ordinary disciples in her sect. She couldn't understand how her useless brother had fallen into his hands.

Then, she suddenly froze. He was clearly in front of her, yet she seemed to have lost his aura.

In that instant, his raised hand moved first despite being raised later, directly grabbing her wrist. With a twist, a massive force radiated, and she could no longer control her hand.

She involuntarily spun in a circle. Her sharp nails, originally attacking him, were now guided by him and wrapped around her own neck. The bright red nails pressed into her fair skin.

Zhao Xiaodie's pupils constricted. Even she couldn't withstand this poison.

With a soft pop, Zu An felt his hand empty. The woman he had held in front of him vanished, replaced by countless small butterflies scattering in all directions.

Soon, the butterflies regrouped several meters away, gradually forming Zhao Xiaodie's figure again.

"Oh, interesting!" Zu An was somewhat impressed by her move. Transforming her entire body into butterflies to evade an attack felt quite cool.

Zhao Xiaodie, however, now looked at him with extreme fear, the relaxed, cat-and-mouse enjoyment gone from her eyes. "What realm are you, exactly?"

"I don't know either," Zu An replied, equally troubled by this. Ever since the effects of the Divine Rune Weapon Diagram and the Gluttonous Sky Swallowing Art merged, his current cultivation realm had become a completely different system from other cultivators.

Telling her he was level 70 clearly wouldn't make sense to her either.

Zhao Xiaodie merely assumed he was deliberately hiding his power. She sneered, "I did underestimate you a bit before, but now I'm getting serious."

Even from someone as powerful as the sect leader, she could sense some aura. This person must have cultivated some technique to conceal his presence. Surely, he couldn't be stronger than the sect leader, could he?

As soon as her words fell, her robes fluttered as she moved around Zu An like a colorful butterfly. Wary of his previous technique, she didn't dare to engage in close combat. Instead, she intended to confuse him with her dazzling footwork and search for an opening.

Her Colorful Butterfly Steps were a movement technique even her master praised, and they were naturally more than enough to deal with this brat in front of her.

"Huh, why are there weaknesses everywhere?" Zhao Xiaodie was puzzled. From every angle, he looked like an ordinary person, yet what was that move just now?

She hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and attacked him from behind. After all, she could transform into a butterfly and fly away, making her invincible.

Just then, his hand moved again.

She was startled, remembering what had just happened. To be safe, she immediately transformed into a swarm of butterflies and flew away to evade.

Just then, she seemed to see a strange giant bird, and then an invisible sound wave spread out. Her mind went blank.

The butterflies fell from the air as if struck by frost, landing on the ground and finally reforming into her shape.

When Zhao Xiaodie regained her senses, she found his hand pressed on a major pressure point on her shoulder, completely preventing her from summoning any elemental energy.

"Do you want to live?" his teasing voice echoed in her ear. Zhao Xiaodie was filled with grief and indignation, never imagining that her own words would rebound on her so quickly.