Ambush

A little while later, Xue Ci still stood erect at the original spot, but his face had become exceptionally pale, and his full head of black hair had turned blood-red in color.

The nearby ground was even more covered with dense sword marks and a huge trench that was seven to eight zhang long.

"To actually have taken three strikes, it seems you're even stronger than the rumors suggested," said the young woman from Heavenly Moon Sect. She sheathed her snow-white sword back into the scabbard on her back with a "clang" and calmly continued, "Given that, I agree to the alliance. However, if we find more than one Iron Feathered Eagle Spirit Egg, I will take two-thirds. You have no objections to this point, do you?"

"I never thought your swordsmanship would have reached such a level. I am far less skilled than you, so naturally, everything will be done as you say," Xue Ci replied with a bitter smile, lifting an arm and glancing at his tiger's mouth, which was full of fresh blood.