Two men, attractive in their own way, looking to be around their mid to late twenties, were standing in front of the demoness.

The man wearing elegant white clothes had a handsome and gentle smile, with soft features and a slim chin, always giving off an amicable aura with slight aloofness. He had his light blue sword drawn out to block the attack with the other man.

The other one blocking wore dark red robes and showed a cold face with smaller dark eyes. He had a masculine jaw and thin lips that rarely showed a smile. He held a sword as dark as the night as he stood with an intimidating presence.

Both of their clothes fluttered from the impact of the energy flow that had just been released and was elegantly going back in place. Their swords were able to halt Wu LiJing's attack in time and everyone stood still for a moment in awe.

"Miss Wu," the smiling man spoke in a polite tone, cutting into the thick silence. "I think you should put your sword away. Killing a disciple from another sect would cause great trouble for you."

Wu LiJing coldly gazed at the gentle-looking man. "She dared to curse at my master. Mind your own business, Bai ZhiJun," she said in an unforgiving tone.

Bai ZhiJun kept his smile and nodded, but his sword was still in place as he felt the energy still radiating off Wu LiJing's sword. "I think you have punished her enough for her words. Look at her, she looks half-dead already. Why don't you let her go this once? If not, please forgive me but I may have to intervene in this battle."

"Miss Wu! I know she may have offended you, however, it is a sin to murder others without a proper reason deserving of death! Please reconsider!" A soothing female voice spoke loudly and Wu LiJing tightened her hold on her sword while clenching her other hand. She didn't even glance over at the woman that was slowly walking towards them.

The crowd turned their heads to gaze at the new person who had joined this show. She had attractive, feminine, soft facial features, with a small distinct mole under her lips, making others have a good first impression. She wore a light green uniform and donned a serious expression. Observers could obviously see that though this woman wasn't as beautiful as Wu LiJing, her gentle nature and pretty eyes could still make her stand out.

"Isn't that the famous Genius Medicine Doctor?!" Someone gasped in surprise, recognizing her at once.

"She's a one in a one-hundred-thousand born talent! I heard she was a useless cultivator in the Lily Clan as their legitimate daughter before the clan became influential but suddenly showed her prowess in making medicine and cultivation."

"Wasn't she the one who cured Wu LiJing's cousin's poison?"

"I heard the Ice Demoness was in bad terms with the Genius Medicine Doctor because of that."

"Ah? I heard she was probably jealous of the Genius Medicine Doctor's relationship with the two great heroes, so she despises her. After all, not only does the Jade Gentleman possess high cultivation but is also kind and gentle, and a genius at using spells of the qin! His only rival is the known top martial artist Dark Hero, considered a sword master and a genius at cultivation!" The whispers continued as onlookers observed these famous cultivators. Who knew they would get to see some of the top talked about persons interacting and even fighting here!

"Han YanLing, keep to yourself. Do you think I want to hear about your hypocritical views? I don't believe that you've never killed someone because they offended you." Wu LiJing scoffed. "You may want to seem all innocent and righteous with your words, but you've probably killed as much as me, perhaps even more..."

"Wu LiJing!" the man in red addressed her in a cold tone.

Wu LiJing froze and though she had been trying to avoid looking at him, she finally brought her attention to his face. He looked at her with such chilly eyes that it made it hard for her to breathe. Still, she refused to let down her sword. She smiled. "What is it, Kang WangYong? Now, you're butting into my business just because of this woman?"

"Wu LiJing, what happened to you?" Kang WangYong's eyes narrowed. "Why are you like this?"

"You're asking why I'm like this? I should be asking you that. You have been treating me like a stranger because of this woman." She suddenly regretted saying those words.

"We were never close to begin with," he said in a chilling tone. "Stop this now." His dark eyes conveyed his message. He would fight her with no mercy.

Wu LiJing lowered her eyes. That was true... they were never close. She closed her lids calmly for a moment before opening them again, and no emotion could be seen reflected in her pupils.

Wu LiJing stared at both of them wordlessly for a moment and then looked at the woman still sitting below, trembling in fright with a pale face as tears continued to stream down. Wu LiJing narrowed her eyes and suddenly forced her sword down, completing her swing against the two swords.

The frightened Mao Mei was able to let out a horrid scream this time but in the end, wasn't the one who got injured by Wu LiJing's sudden release of chi.

Bai ZhiJun's hand had blood seeping out, yet he still kept a small smile as if nothing happened. He was only able to block part of it and tightened his hold on his sword in case Wu LiJing attacked again, but she didn't. He sighed in relief and stared at her indifferent eyes, so dark that it was impossible to read her emotions.

Wu LiJing suddenly glanced at the woman in green and swung her sword once more. But this time, Kang WangYong readily blocked her and swung his sword in return with no mercy. Wu LiJing was able to block the attack but was just a tad slow and felt her inner chi in current chaos. She kept a calm face but felt a great discomfort inside her abdomen. To others, it just looked like a few strikes, but Wu LiJing and Kang WangYong had actually exchanged more than ten moves.

Bai ZhiJun frowned and went to stand beside Han YanLing.

"I am disappointed in you, Wu LiJing," Kang WangYong said after making sure Han YanLing was uninjured.

Wu LiJing's lips lifted and she suddenly chuckled. "You? In me?" A speck of sadness passed in her eyes but it turned dark once again as if she never felt anything.

"Alright then... I'll let it go this time." She stared at the woman weeping hideously on the ground and warned, "If I see your face again, I won't let you off lightly." Then she sheathed her sword and flew off, leaving behind a cold atmosphere.

Everyone whispered amongst themselves, having more courage to gossip now that the main antagonist was gone. The demoness strikes again. It seems the rumors were true - if anyone offended her, they may not be able to keep their lives intact.

"What had happened to her? She was one of the top talented disciples in the world. But now, look at her arrogance."

"I heard that a family of two brothers wanted to avenge their older brother for being killed by her hands and attacked her but were also quickly put to death."

"No, there was also a girl who wanted to avenge her parents but was quickly gotten rid of."

"At this point, the Moon Sect will only garner more enemies with the amount of murders the demoness has committed."

"Many years ago, she even killed off a whole sect by herself with no mercy, leaving no survivors!"

"She was that vicious back then?!"

"You don't know what you're talking about! Back then, she wasn't as bad yet and had killed off this sect because they had been doing dirty business in secret but pretended to be righteous."

"But there should be some innocent ones among them, right? She left no survivors! No survivors!"

Han YanLing heard the constant mutters and she smirked inside. She gazed quietly at the empty spot Wu LiJing left in triumph then she ran over to Kang WangYong with worried eyes. "WangYong, are you alright?"

Kang WangYong smiled. "Mm." He patted her head and she docilly held his hand.

Bai ZhiJun looked at Han YanLing then glanced at his own bleeding hand and sighed. He looked at the frightened female cultivator, crying her eyes out as her friends comforted her. One came up to him to thank him. His eyes turned cold and his smile dropped.

"If you don't want to shorten your lives, keep your nasty thoughts to yourself." His tone seemed gentle, but his gaze was frightening, so the women quickly bowed and retreated. Then he left with his guard, in a bad mood.

"Master," his guard said, "Why is Miss Wu like this now? I don't understand..."

Bai ZhiJun stared at his guard and his guard quickly shut his mouth. "Should I care?" he said with a small smile.

Wu LiJing returned to her room in a hurry and once she entered, the blood in her mouth spilled out. She coughed and touched her abdomen, closing her eyes and focusing on calming her inner chi. She sat crossing her legs and once the pain lessened, she spat out some more blood, this time, the color was much darker.

"He didn't even hold back," she muttered. She clenched her hands and took a deep breath. "Concentrate," she whispered. She had a mission to fulfill. She suddenly thought back to her master's angry face when he gave orders.

"Kill them all!" her kind master ordered with a devilish smile. "If I find out one has escaped, I'll find them myself and make them wish they were dead."

She suddenly recalled the days that she spent training with only two goals in mind. 

Back then, it wasn't so complicated.