If Piao Miaoxu had a physical form, she thought, she would have already burst into tears from laughter by now.
This wretched creature is even weaker than I imagined! So weak that I could easily deal with him myself without Shuo Wuji ever lifting a finger. The cycle of the Heavenly Dao... Has this wretched heaven finally been fair for once?
Piao Miaoxu's smile abruptly ceased as she stared coldly at Wang Mu, her gaze landing on the Spirit Beast beside him.
I can't tell its depth.
This was because, at this moment, the Immortal Cloud Kun had eaten too many fish and was still digesting, having already concealed its aura.
"Your aged appearance still makes me want to tear you limb from limb," Piao Miaoxu said, shaking her head.
"Oh," Wang Mu seemed to hear Piao Miaoxu's voice, responding indifferently, "Kill me or cut me up, as you please."
Piao Miaoxu was startled. A strange feeling suddenly surged within her.
