Curly-haired Guy: What a bro! Huo Du's a real one!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: She was this close—Mochou was almost officially the Blushing Fairy.
Doujin Artist: Dammit! That was our chance!
This is an Actor: Yeah… a little disappointed.
Disappointed your ass!
Li Mochou really felt like cursing someone right now.
How had she never noticed before that this man—who had always seemed mature, calm, gentle, and dependable to her—was actually so playful?
To be honest, she had almost lost it just now.
From the feared Scarlet Lotus Fairy… to the super embarrassing "Blushing Fairy"! That kind of public humiliation would make it impossible for her to hold her head high in the group again!
She let out a soft breath and turned her gaze to Huodu.
The right side of the Mongol prince's face had just been grazed by her sword energy, leaving a shallow scar. Right now, he was staring at her with a dark, resentful look—it was clear he had already taken this personally.
But Li Mochou didn't care at all. Her red lips parted as she spoke lightly, "Ten breaths have passed. Are you ready?"
Huodu stiffened. He had a bad feeling—Li Mochou seemed serious. She really looked like she was about to go on a killing spree.
Was she crazy? Did she really think she was unbeatable?
Thinking this, Huodu shouted loudly, "Li Mochou! Do you really think you can kill all of us here? We are heroes—we won't be threatened by you!"
"That's right! There are so many strong fighters here. You can't do whatever you want!"
"Today, I will slay this demon and bring justice for the Lu family of Hejian!"
"Whoever kills this witch gets to marry the Xiaolongnu of the Ancient Tomb!"
An uproar broke out.
That last sentence seemed to light a fire in everyone's hearts. The crowd of martial artists almost instantly got riled up.
"Get her! Kill the witch!"
Some who thought they were especially skilled couldn't hold back any longer. With loud cries, they charged straight at Li Mochou.
In all the chaos, hardly anyone noticed that Huodu had already slipped to the back of the crowd.
"If you're all so eager to die," Li Mochou said, gripping her sword hilt, "don't blame me for what happens next."
Shing.
A flash of silver lit up the air.
The ones closest to Li Mochou froze where they stood, their eyes wide.
Then came several dull, wet sounds—*thud thud thud*—and bright red blood splashed into the air.
Turning her body, Li Mochou twirled her sword in her right hand and slashed again toward her left.
*Shhk.*
A young man holding a steel blade froze in place. A thin red line appeared down the center of his forehead and slid downward.
The next second, his body was split clean in two by the force of the sword energy.
*Gasp.*
Sounds of people sucking in cold breaths came one after another.
The bloody scene in front of them shocked the so-called heroes, who had been blinded by dreams of beauty and riches, into stopping their charge.
It was terrifying—this Scarlet Lotus Fairy was way scarier than they had imagined!
And those people she had just killed? They were among the most well-known fighters here. That's why they had been able to rush at her first.
But even they had been killed instantly, like vegetables being chopped. How could the rest of the crowd not be shocked and afraid?
In fact, it wasn't just the mob. Even the Seven Masters of Quanzhen and Guo Jing nearby had their eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief.
"Was that sword energy just now?" Wang Chuyi asked in shock.
"I think so." Qiu Chuji swallowed hard. "Sword energy that passes through the body… and doesn't fade. I didn't expect Li Mochou to have reached that level!"
"It's hard to believe," Guo Jing said, staring blankly at her. He looked completely stunned.
He had fought the Scarlet Lotus Fairy before. Back then, he was confident he could beat her within forty moves.
Now? He wasn't even sure if he could last forty moves.
What made it worse was that her specialty used to be the Ice Soul Silver Needles! When did she switch to using the sword?
And how did she develop this insane level of sword energy?!
This was just nuts!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: This is… a murder scene. I just saw a real murder happen live on stream!
Doujin Artist: My eyes! I'm going blind! Why wasn't this censored?! This kind of R-rated scene should definitely be censored, right?
Curly-haired Guy: Hmph. Only kids need censorship while watching a stream. Grown-ups should have already moved past the whole mosaic thing.
Machete Girl: Sister Mochou's sword skills are amazing!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Now's not the time to be impressed, Miss Gui! Don't you feel even a little disturbed?
Machete Girl: Not at all.
Doujin Artist: I guess this really is your talent, huh, Machete Girl?
Machete Girl: I just think those people deserved it. Sister Mochou warned them already. They let their greed take over — it's their own fault.
Doujin Artist: I get it in my head, but it still feels hard to accept!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Yeah, seeing someone get killed up close like that…
This is an Actor: You'll need to get used to it. You'll probably have to go through it yourselves someday. Still, Mochou didn't really need to make it that bloody.
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: I'll keep that in mind next time.
Since the mob in front of her had completely lost the will to fight, Li Mochou didn't plan to keep killing them all. She needed them to spread the word — to tell the martial world what she had done.
Her real target was the leader of the martial alliance. Without enough reputation and fear behind her name, she could never take that position.
With that in mind, Li Mochou glanced at Huodu, who had already slipped to the back of the crowd. He knew the tide had turned and was getting ready to run.
But Li Mochou had no intention of letting him go. She used her light-foot technique and dashed after him. She didn't care about the others — this guy had to die today.
"Stop!"
"You can't, demon woman!"
Seeing her move, Guo Jing, Qiu Chuji, and the others couldn't just stand by anymore. They stepped in and launched their attacks to stop her.