Wang Yao smiled sweetly at Li Xing. Just as she was about to grasp the World Heart Stone, he lightly waved his fan, and Li Xing, like Sun Wukong blown away by the Palm Leaf Fan, was once again knocked off course, hurtling in the wrong direction.
Li Xing exerted all energies and finally stopped her trajectory, her eyes reddening with anger. "What does the Immortal Venerable mean by this?" she demanded.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm stopping you."
Li Xing wanted to argue further, but she forcefully swallowed her words back.
How could she have forgotten, this wasn't a place of inheritance, Wang Yao the Immortal Monarch's soul remained here not to wait for a successor, but to protect the World Heart Stone. Her actions to seize the stone were akin to burglary, and as the master of this place, it was already gracious of Wang Yao not to kill her on the spot.
