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Chapter 53 - 047: A Group of Mixed Bag pt.1

Zemirah's eyes twitch uncontrollably after hearing the crazy laughter of the young lady who seems to be just a few years younger than her. It must be noted that the original owner of this body will only be reaching her nineteenth birthday in a few months.

The cruelty in those cat eyes cannot be concealed at all by her young face.

When she remembered thinking those eyes were cute that made her chose the girl to help first, Zemirah seems to be slapped in the face when seeing that person's true colors.

Strangely, though, she did not feel any disgust or aversion to the girl. 

The splashing blood from every stab, the faint red heart marking the target points, and the crazy look on her face chilled her to the bone, so that her hair stood on end. But since the murderous intent was not directed at her, Zemirah doesn't think it is repulsive.

She just thinks that this is normal because killing for cultivators is a normal occurrence.

"This-" 

Since she didn't know what to say, Zemirah stopped paying attention to that side and decided to finish the enemy on her side.

Circulating the spiritual energy on her Dantian, a rich energy full of star power poured on the thin butterfly-like sword. The stars around the sword seem to have formed a phantom of a mixture of sacred fish and divine goat, turning into the first move of [Twelve Constellations Sword Moves Technique], the [Falling Blue Star Sword Arrow].

Without leaving the enemy any chances, the blue sword that left her hand pierced the demonic cultivator, and the blue tail of the stars burned its target to ashes.

Zemirah's face turned slightly pale from the large amount of spiritual energy it took to unleash that sword move.

She rarely used [Twelve Constellations Sword Moves Technique] because of its large demand of spiritual energy even though the attack power is invincible on the same level. For Zemirah, its a last choice move whose purpose is to quickly end a battle to avoid stalemate.

Of course, if the move failed to do its purpose, then death awaits her. So Zemirah wouldn't risk her life if she were not sure of the outcome after using that sword move.

Most of the time, she's just using the [Starlight Wrath Sword Skill], a yellow-rank rare-quality sword technique.

After her enemy died, Zemirah didn't forget to find her loot in the body that was now burned into gray ashes. She got two storage bags that she doesn't have time to check, then some Grade 1 artifacts that range from common and uncommon quality.

Finding uncommon-quality items on an enemy was already good.

After sweeping the items off the dead body, she used a Wind Blowing Talisman to sweep away the ashes. Just like that, the demonic cultivator was gone, with no traces left in this world.

Zemirah saw that the situation of the teenage girl seemed good, so she didn't rush to help but went to find a hidden place to hide and restore her spiritual energy.

Seated on the branch of a tall tree, Zemirah used the wide leaves to cover her figure as she watched the battle below. A turtle breath talisman to cover her breath was activated, and only then did she feel relieved to see the situation.

It was a mess, the whole scene was full of blood and smoke. 

The corpse on the ground was left like trash, cultivators on opposite sides fought with their lives on the line, and crazy cries and laughter echoed in this hellish place.

Zemirah's stomach churned, but she suppressed it. She should get used to the scene in front of her sooner or later, this experience will train her to forge her willpower.

As she started thinking on how this fierce fight started, Zemirah found out that she was clueless about the motive behind the ambush. The demonic cultivators seem to know their movements, so it was obviously targeted.

The people on the transportation are mixed, some hid their true face, some obviously from a good background.

Zemirah thought of a few people that seemed to be the possible reason why they were targeted, and she found that aside from those art cultivators, that was quite special since the main cultivation of Bright Light Dynasty is Divine Arts, another group of cultivators who knew a rare army formation was the most likely.

Army formation is very rare in Bright Light Dynasty, and that is because army formation is the specialty of the Aeros Empire, the neighbor of Bright Light Dynasty.

Thinking about it, Zemirah narrowed her eyes as she sensed that she seemed to have been pulled into a vortex where every faction was moving with a clear purpose while she followed in confusion.

This feeling made her feel bad in her heart, her eyes darkening in thought.

"A group of wild cultivators getting an army formation have a lower probability than someone from Aeros Empire entering the Bright Light Dynasty." Zemirah murmured to herself as she already have an answer in her heart.

"But… what does this have to do with these Demonic Cultivators?" She frowned in thought.

Zemirah would not doubt it if the ones hunting the Aeros Empire cultivators are the Art Cultvator since Aeros Empire and Bright Light Dynasty have a competitive relationship. The new secret realm that appeared near the territory of Bright Light Dynasty and the Sects should have nothing to do with Aeros Empire, but them coveting it is normal.

"Ah shit." Zemirah cursed under her breath and stopped thinking too much. Anyway, getting out of here alive is her priority.

The dispute of these big factions have nothing to do with her.

But… maybe her lover, Roch, would be interested with the news she got here.

With this in mind, Zemirah used her spiritual energy to activate the Yin-Yang Star Bracelet and sent a message to the other side, writing about her recent experience and her findings.

Zemirah also reassured Roch on her situation, not wanting him to worry and be distracted.

Only after doing this did Zemirah breath a sigh of relief and started healing her wounds with an ointment she found in her storage ring since they are not serious to use Major Healing Pills and ate some Energy Replenishment Pill to replenish the spiritual enegry in her Dantian that was almost depleted from fighting.

"Fortunately, Riya stuffed me this ointment," Zemirah sighed in relief after feeling her wounds being soothed while the cuts slowly closed. She's not worried these cuts will leave her scars as the world she now lives in is more magical than Earth.

Here, anything is possible, even immortality.

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