Sima Lei was suddenly startled.
Because Nanli had already arrived in front of him, and the pressure she emitted made him shudder in fear.
"Don’t do anything," Sima Lei said, trying to muster some courage, "If I strike, I won’t be playing around. I am the Young Master of House Sima! My spiritual power is extraordinary, this is well-known in the Immortal World."
Nanli curled the corner of her lips into a cold smile. "Stop pretending. Your talent isn’t that high, and you spent a lot of effort just to reach the Golden Core stage. If it weren’t for the fact that Sima Yue has only you as a son, how could you have become the Young Master?"
The so-called extraordinary spiritual power was actually due to Sima Hui’s intervention.
This had been mentioned in the intel.
Sima Lei’s eyes were filled with terror, and he didn’t dare to even breathe loudly.
Only his mouth moved, and he barely squeezed out a sound, "Don’t kill me... don’t kill me."
Upon hearing this, Sima Xin screamed from the distance, her voice full of fury: "Nanli, if you dare harm my brother, I will never let you go, nor will I spare the Chu family!"
Nanli was unfazed and said, "I’ve already told you, if you want your family to live, you can only exchange them for the Glowing Bottle."
Sima Xin thought it was a perfect opportunity.
Exchanging the Glowing Bottle for her brother’s life was a win-win situation.
She quickly agreed, "Alright! When and where? I just want my brother to be safe!"
Hearing this, Nanli furrowed her brows, and her eyes flickered as if she understood something.
She smiled softly, then said, "Actually, I’ve changed my mind."
"What?" Sima Xin didn’t react in time.
"I think I should collect your brother’s corpse."
After saying this, Nanli severed Sima Lei’s arms with one sword.
"Ah—sister!" Sima Lei thought he had been saved, but the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.
Blood sprayed everywhere.
He quickly used his spiritual power to stop the pain and bleeding.
But this only angered Nanli, and with another sword, she pierced his Dantian and forcibly extracted his inner dan.
Sima Lei screamed in agony.
Sima Xin, hearing this, felt her heart twist in pain and quickly shouted, "Nanli, you don’t want the Glowing Bottle anymore, do you?!"
Nanli didn’t respond to her words. "Lady Sima, you and the people of Penglai Island harmed me so much. You should have expected that I would come for revenge. I won’t spare you, nor the people of Penglai Island. You should prepare more coffins."
Sima Xin exploded in rage: "Nanli, you dare?! The people of Penglai Island may not be able to go to the Three Kingdoms of the Human World, but the people of House Sima can! Asura Palace can also go!"
It was clear they had already planned and were on their way to the Human World.
Sima Xin, in her panic, accidentally revealed this information.
Nanli didn’t rush to react, instead saying, "Is that so? Thanks for the reminder."
Sima Xin realized her slip of the tongue.
She ground her teeth in anger, her chest burning with fury, but she forced herself to suppress it.
"What’s the point of reminding me? Now, you’re trapped in the Upper Realm. Do you think you can escape?" She said this with smug satisfaction.
Nanli responded, "You’re underestimating me. Though the formation in the Upper Realm has been strengthened and repaired by Qingwu, who am I? Even if I can’t break it completely, I can still open a crack in the weakest point."
Sima Xin’s heart skipped a beat.
She had no doubt in what Nanli said.
After all, Nanli had once been the Death God!
"Lady Sima, we’ll talk again if fate allows." Nanli was about to crush the Telestone underfoot but suddenly paused, adding, "Oh, by the way, thanks to the people of Penglai Island for teaching me the Starry Sword Spell, though their learning was not so great, and I had to work much harder to comprehend it."
"Indeed, there’s an insider, but still..."
Before Sima Xin could finish her sentence, Nanli crushed the Telestone.
Looking at Sima Lei, he could still manage to crawl forward using his body and legs, despite having lost both arms and his inner dan.
There was no other reason, but because this woman was so cruel, he was terrified and desperate to survive.
But Nanli called out from behind, "Where do you think you’re going?"
Sima Lei froze, almost crying as he pleaded, "Grandmother, what have I done to you? Just go after the others, please stop torturing me."
Even if he became disabled, he just wanted to stay alive.
Nanli’s voice was low and emotionless: "Isn’t that someone else’s fault? She is your real sister."
"So what if she’s my sister? I no longer recognize her! I’ll sever all ties with her right now!"
"Blood ties can’t be severed so easily. All these years, haven’t you received help and kindness from her?" Nanli continued, "And you forced the death of the Frosty Valley woman. Even if you weren’t from House Sima, I wouldn’t spare you today."
Sima Lei looked up, his mouth opening, trying to explain, but all he saw was a cold light flashing in front of him.
As always, Nanli severed his legs and body, and finally decapitated him.
From beginning to end, her eyes never blinked, and her heart didn’t waver in the slightest.
Yun Jianchu, who had remained silent for a long time, couldn’t help but shudder after witnessing all of this. "You’re something else. You strike so ruthlessly, yet your resolve is so unwavering."
She had failed countless times with the Enchanting Bug, never once succeeding.
This made her feel completely useless!
Nanli remained unaffected. "I was once dissected and had my dan crushed. This is just an eye for an eye. What’s ruthless about it?"
This remark left Yun Jianchu speechless.
The cultivators from House Sima were still trapped in the formation.
Their bodies were scorched, and their spiritual power was somewhat impaired.
When they saw Nanli turn around, their faces went pale with terror, and they all began begging for mercy.
Nanli glanced at them, seeing only vicious looks. They had blood on their hands, and their bodies carried the lives of many innocent people.
She showed no mercy and killed them all one by one.
The more she dealt with now, the fewer enemies she would have in the future.
Nanli searched their Qiankun Bags, confirmed that they were all dead, and then returned to the cave.
Ye Yanqin had been crying uncontrollably, while Wang Yuan tried to console her. "Junior Sister, everyone has their own fate. You shouldn’t feel guilty."
Seeing Nanli return, Ye Yanqin quickly saluted, saying, "Junior Sister, being looked after by you is her good fortune. I am deeply grateful."
Nanli, seeing Wang Yuan’s sincerity, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.
But sometimes fate couldn’t be changed, so she could only say, "Don’t worry. Your soul is weak. You should rest in the Spiritual Bag for now, where you can reunite with your master."
Wang Yuan looked at Ye Yanqin with great reluctance before entering the Spiritual Bag.
Ye Yanqin was still crying.
Nanli waited a while, but when Ye Yanqin continued to wallow in self-blame, crying mournfully, Nanli grew a little impatient and said, "Crying is fine, but don’t indulge in it. If crying could make all enemies die, I’d be crying non-stop myself."