"Ah! To think that I would one day use the blood flail . "

The thought ran through her mind, while staring at the ground, lost in thought, but a voice that called out the name she was now being referred to could be heard from within the roaring sound that echoed in her ears .

"Li Jiao!"

The somewhat familiar voice made her snap back to reality, as she stared at the youthful fair jade skin of the good-looking cultivator .

"What are you doing here?! Hey!"

Fu Zian called out to her, while trying not to look shocked by the drastic change in her appearance, the purple robe she wore now had dirt on them, the hair that was once held in a bejeweled hair stick now lay disheveled and unrestrained .

He saw the moment when the bodies disappeared like smoke and carried into the air . His gaze met those of Hu Xui and what he saw in them caused a s.h.i.+ver of fear to run through his spine . Fu Zian did not know when the words fell out of his mouth, as he kept looking whom he presumed to be the daughter of his sect leader .

"Who are you?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Xu Hui answered his question with a question, not replying directly to what Fu Zian .

"I know that the one standing in front of me is Li Jiao, but the aura that I sense around you is nothing like hers!"

Fu Zian raised his voice in exasperation not knowing what to make of what he saw, while he spoke a smug smile graced her lips, almost as though she was mocking his deduction .

"I asked you, who do you think I am?"

The senior disciple looked at her closely, not wanting to let his fears take away the rational thought in his mind .

"If you know nothing, then stay out of my mind! Don't try to put your nose into things that have nothing to do with you . "

Xu Hui spoke gently, while giving Fu Zian a pointed look . On the other hand, Fu Zian looked disoriented, what his eyes saw was different from what his instinct was telling him, which was that the person right in front of him could not be the young mistress of the YuanLi sect .

"There is only one way to find out just who you are!"

Not willing to give up on knowing if in truth his instinct was right or not, Fu Zian made the decision to launch an attack on Xu Hui who stood where she was unfazed by what she heard .

"I still have a bone to pick from the other night at the banquet . Come at me if you are confident in your fighting skill, but don't think for once that I'm the same as before . "

Fu Zian threw himself at Xu Hui, with the aim of going at her with his fists, but she twisted to the side to avoid his fists from landing on her, bit that was not the only thing that caught Fu Zian off guard, although he knew that Li Jiao was never trained in combat nor cultivation, just a single flick of her finger caused the senior disciple to freeze where he was, before folding her hand into a fist .

Xu Hui felt the exhaustion beginning to creep into her body from the blood flail technique she had just performed . Ah! To think that I would one day use the blood flail . The thought ran through her mind, while staring at the ground, lost in thought, but a voice that called out the name she was now being referred to could be heard from within the roaring sound that echoed in her ears . Li Jiao! The somewhat familiar voice made her snap back to reality, as she stared at the youthful fair jade skin of the good-looking cultivator . What are you doing here?! Hey! Fu Zian called out to her, while trying not to look shocked by the drastic change in her appearance, the purple robe she wore now had dirt on them, the hair that was once held in a bejeweled hair stick now lay disheveled and unrestrained . He saw the moment when the bodies disappeared like smoke and carried into the air . His gaze met those of Hu Xui and what he saw in them caused a s.h.i.+ver of fear to run through his spine . Fu Zian did not know when the words fell out of his mouth, as he kept looking whom he presumed to be the daughter of his sect leader . Who are you? Who do you think I am? Xu Hui answered his question with a question, not replying directly to what Fu Zian . I know that the one standing in front of me is Li Jiao, but the aura that I sense around you is nothing like hers! Fu Zian raised his voice in exasperation not knowing what to make of what he saw, while he spoke a smug smile graced her lips, almost as though she was mocking his deduction . I asked you, who do you think I am? The senior disciple looked at her closely, not wanting to let his fears take away the rational thought in his mind . If you know nothing, then stay out of my mind! Dont try to put your nose into things that have nothing to do with you . Xu Hui spoke gently, while giving Fu Zian a pointed look . On the other hand, Fu Zian looked disoriented, what his eyes saw was different from what his instinct was telling him, which was that the person right in front of him could not be the young mistress of the YuanLi sect . There is only one way to find out just who you are!. Not willing to give up on knowing if in truth his instinct was right or not, Fu Zian made the decision to launch an attack on Xu Hui who stood where she was unfazed by what she heard . I still have a bone to pick from the other night at the banquet . Come at me if you are confident in your fighting skill, but dont think for once that Im the same as before . Fu Zian threw himself at Xu Hui, with the aim of going at her with his fists, but she twisted to the side to avoid his fists from landing on her, bit that was not the only thing that caught Fu Zian off guard, although he knew that Li Jiao was never trained in combat nor cultivation, just a single flick of her finger caused the senior disciple to freeze where he was, before folding her hand into a fist .