A loud explosion serenaded the scene and not a few tables and servant slaves toppled on the ground in fear.

The people in the scene could not believe that The White Haired Demon would go as far as attack a mere Mortal Shedding Realm in broad daylight.

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One should know that Tang Xinyue was already at the Peak of Foundation Establishment Realm.

Her deeds and renown was scattered far and wide in the surrounding cities and provinces of the Demonic Sword Sect but this... this was certainly above and beyond what everyone expected.

The notoriety of the White Haired Demon would rise once more after news of this goes out.

"You do not have the right to attack Young Master Clark, Inner Disciple Tang Xinyue."

A solemn voice resounded audibly and it was pretty surprising to see that it was not Feng Lin who defended our bored gamer today.

But it was none other than Elder Feng Ren himself who hated our good gamer's guts right from the start.

He may have been outspoken on how much he despised and ridiculed Young Master Clark but when it came to doing his duties for the sect, Elder Feng Ren was a mighty fanatic in honoring the mandates of his oath.

"BANG!" Elder Feng Ren's sword flashed and it was extremely ominous to see several shades of darkness that gathered along the path of his ominous sword.

The echo of the blast was deafening enough that even some of the slaves around here were bleeding from their ears just by having been unfortunate enough to be in the vicinity of the clash.

In an instant, a figure was forcefully repelled from her initial spot and cannoned unto the high ceiling of the Training Hall.

"A fight with one of the Twin Swords. Now this will be interesting indeed."

Tang Xinyue muttered as she floated gently from up above and down into a slow descent towards the target of her ire.

She was cased in all white that complimented everything about her. She looked like a goddess of Ice that graced the presence of the shocked mortals around her.

Although she was slapped away by Elder Feng Ren's slash but she was not at a disadvantage at all.

Tang Xinyue and Elder Feng after all have the same cultivation attainments at the 10th Stage of Foundation Establishment Realm.

Tang Xinyue landed on the floors and raised the ordinary sword on her hands as if a snake that was poised to strike at any moment.

The dull sword trembled and true to her call, it had also turned silvery snow in but seconds of her cast.

"Enough!" A woman's majestic voice interrupted the fight between peak Foundation Establishment Realm Experts before a third blow was about to be exchanged between Tang Xinyue and Elder Feng Ren.

"Teacher?" Tang Xinyue bowed her head in obedience and the sword on her hands returned to its ordinary guise once more.

It also did not take long before the entire image of the sword vanished from everyone's sight.

"You have brought up a good disciple, Elder Hong Tian." Feng Ren nodded and there was a smile of appreciation on his face at the moment.

This old goat was quite impressed with how Tang Xinyue could receive one of his blows and appear seemingly unscathed after the fact.

"The White Haired Demon really lives up to her name." Elder Feng Ren clapped his hands and the dark sword in his possession also disappeared back towards his interspatial ring.

There was no evidence that a fight had occurred earlier save for the broken tables and stunned bleeding slaves around them.

"I don't want to hear any praises from your filthy mouth, old man." Tang Xinyue retorted with distaste. Alas, Feng Ren cared not for such trivial matters.

They had come here for a specific quest and the earlier this stupidity would be done, the earlier Young Master Clark could also train.

"Tell your student her orders, Elder Hong Tian. Or do you want me to do it instead?" Feng Ren asked without taking his eyes off the feisty figure of Tang Xinyue.

"No... let me." Hong Tian said in a soft voice as she finally stood up from her seat. She was still holding a tea cup on her hands and it was time that she put the empty container on the table at her side.

"Inner Disciple Tang Xinyue." Elder Hong Tian called in a loud voice. Just from the tone alone, everyone could determine that something very dire and serious was about to happen.

This was the voice of command and no other. Hard and extremely immovable.

Just like the rest of the old goats and aged cats inside the Demonic Sword Sect, Hong Tian's loyalty to the sect holds precedence before anything or anyone else for that matter.

She knew what Young Master Clark meant to the sect and was willing to sacrifice everything in order to see this boy grow. He was the future of the Demonic Sword Sect!

With Young Master Clark around, the sect would rule over the continent and perhaps even the whole xianxia world at that!

"Your student is here, Teacher!" Tang Xinyue knelt and she could feel that fate had slowly but surely chained her in place.

She wanted to stop time in order to not hear the words that would follow.

Alas, even though she was pretty strong right now but Tang Xinyue still could not command time unlike how our bored gamer can already master such a mysterious dao at will.

"From this day forward, you shall be the woman of Young Master Clark!" Elder Hong Tian decreed and the words sounded like thunder towards Tang Xinyue's ears.

She lost focus for once and tried to bite her lips until it bled.

'So this is not a dream.' Tang Xinyue sighed in resignation. Her head bowed even deeper into her chest as all her strength seemed to seep out from her body.

The realization that this was indeed real sapped her motivation before she could even put up a fight against the laughing jest of destiny on her.

"Do you object to the sect's dictate, Inner Disciple Tang Xinyue?" Elder Hong Tian's question woke Tang Xinyue from her despair.

The palpable shadow of death loomed upon her and she could not help but raise her head at this time.

She could see from her master's serious expression that she would have no choice but to kill her should she reject the sect's bidding.

Not for anything else but only save her from a much bigger demise than mere death.

A life worse than hell itself to be used and discarded on a daily basis by someone that she did not love.

'I won't let you do that, Teacher.' Tang Xinyue mouthed the words up and shed no tears from her decision.

'Xinyue, I...' Elder Hong Tian sent her words through her spiritual sense but was interrupted before she could finish her words.

"This humble Inner Disciple Tang Xinyue obeys the Demonic Sword Sect's order... Teacher." Tang Xinyue replied in a resolute voice and smiled at Elder Hong Tian.

She would not die in the hands of her teacher and let her teacher carry any guilt of her passing.

Tang Xinyue owed her master so much and she decided that she would rather live bravely than let Elder Hong Tian kill her in order to save whatever was left of her honor.

Tang Xinyue looked to the source of her tribulation and missed the subtle flash of golden radiance from her teacher's eyes right then and there.

Those were tears evaporating into nowhere. Unnoticed by no one save only one person on the scene. This was none other than our bored gamer of course.

Clark ignored these tears of sadness as he could finally take a deep breath of relief.

'Well... At least I got what I came here for.' Our good gamer smiled at the woman who was throwing fireballs from her eyes at him.

He could see that Tang Xinyue had changed so much from the last time he had seen her but there was only one thing that remained constant through the years of their separation.

His ex fiancee was still a very attractive woman!

"Come along now, Xinyue. We have many many things that we need to talk about later."

Clark grinned towards Tang Xinyue and without ado, walked out of the Inner Disciples Court Training Hall.

His team followed quietly behind him and it was quite surprising that our good gamer acquired not one but two new faces in tow.

"What are you doing, Ze Min?" Tang Xinyue whispered towards the lovely woman who followed her strides to a tee. She intentionally walked slower.

Away and behind the crowd in order to escape the hateful clutches of that wretched Lu Chen. At least for a time.

Although there were many questions that troubled her mind right about how a boy with no spiritual vein could cultivate unto the 4th Stage of Mortal Shedding Realm and why did the Demonic Sword Sect grant much favor unto Lu Chen.

Also, how come Lu Chen was now called Young Master Clark?

This was only some of the queries inside Tang Xinyue's mind and there was no doubt that she would learn the answers to these questions soon enough.

Tang Xinyue just did not expect that Ze Min would choose to follow her right now.

'Does this weird woman want to see my downfall also? Or does Ze Min want to...' Tang Xinyue shook her head as she wanted to erase the vile images from springing in her thoughts.

She has not the heart to entertain them today.

"I said to you many years ago and I will say it again, Big Sister Xinyue. You belong to me alone." Ze Min proclaimed and she was not the least bit discreet about her words at all.