Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14988 Not Human

"This woman is quite beautiful, but her beauty is somewhat unnatural. She doesn't seem like a person; she's more like a work of art!"

Ling Xiao communicated with Xia Ming using his divine soul.

“Indeed, I’ve seen many races in my life. This woman looks like a sea creature among the demon race, but her aura is completely different. Her aura doesn’t feel like it should exist in this world at all.” Xia Ming was also puzzled.

“It’s neither human nor demon, could it be some kind of puppet?” Ling Xiao analyzed.

"Maybe. If this is a puppet, then it's too perfect. It clearly has its own consciousness," Xia Ming replied.

Just as the two were discussing the woman in front of them, she suddenly opened her eyes, her silver vertical pupils shooting out two beams of light that landed on Ling Xiao.

At that moment, Ling Xiao couldn't help but shudder.

"She's looking at me, but she doesn't seem hostile. The situation shouldn't be too bad, right?" Ling Xiao wasn't really sure when he said this. Who knew that this woman, who seemed harmless one moment, would kill him the next?

"Be vigilant and don't let your guard down. Although you may be far weaker than her and completely unable to defeat her, you can still find a way to escape."

Xia Ming reminded him.

Ling Xiao nodded, standing motionless, his aura taut to the extreme. His right hand gripped the God-Slaying Sword tightly, while his left hand rested on the hilt of the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword.

The divine power within his body had reached its peak, ready to unleash its strongest attack at any moment.

Although doing so might be pointless, he doesn't like to give up without doing anything; that's not his style.

Moreover, as Xia Ming said, even if you can't win, you can find a chance to escape. If you want to escape, you can't die here first.

Normally, if this woman wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have a chance to resist at all. The difference between them was like heaven and earth, like the difference between an ant and a god.

However, Ling Xiao still has a trump card that can make this normal situation abnormal. Although it won't hurt the opponent, it might allow him to escape.

The woman tilted her head, her silver vertical pupils fixed on Ling Xiao, scrutinizing him for a long time. Her gaze swept from his face, over the two swords in his hands, and then over the aura around him, leaving no stone unturned, as if she wanted to see right through him.

Then she spoke, her voice cold and indifferent, without the slightest hint of sarcasm, simply stating a chilling fact: "Too weak. How could someone so weak dare to break into this place? Aren't they afraid of dying?"

Ling Xiao was speechless.

I know I'm weak, you don't need to tell me. Besides, in front of you, who dares to say they're not weak?

Even if the eight strongest warriors of the Chaotic Martial World were to you, they would be nothing more than slightly larger ants.

Although he was speechless, he didn't say anything. Any casual remark could lead to his death, so he decided to keep quiet and wait for the other party to speak.

If the other party can speak human language, it means there are many things that can be discussed.

The woman lightly jumped down from the gourd, her bare feet stepping onto the bluestone floor of the main hall with a crisp "tap".

She walked up to Ling Xiao and finally stopped just three steps away from him.

This woman was clearly much shorter than Ling Xiao, but when she stood there, Ling Xiao felt as if he were looking up at a mountain. There was no way around it; her aura was too strong.

Suddenly, the woman reached out, her fingertips gently slipping through Ling Xiao's collar, parting his robes to reveal his muscular chest.

A fingertip gently traced the skin on his chest, leaving a faint white mark. It didn't bleed, but it had a slightly cold touch, making Ling Xiao freeze.

"Damn, is this woman some kind of old pervert? Has she taken a fancy to my handsome looks?" Ling Xiao said tragically, "Sister Xia Ming, if I choose to self-destruct later, don't stop me."

"Get lost! What kind of time is this to be joking around? It seems like she's testing your natural talent. Do you think everyone in the world is as lecherous as you?"

Xia Ming was speechless. Wasn't Ling Xiao even a little bit nervous?

"You have great talent. But you didn't make good use of it and wasted it. If I were you, I would probably be several realms higher than you by now."

The woman withdrew her hand and spoke calmly, as if evaluating an object.

Ling Xiao smiled wryly. What use is talent if you don't have resources or a master to guide you? You can't improve too quickly. This woman's idea is too idealistic.

The woman's gaze shifted to the God-Slaying Sword in Ling Xiao's right hand, then swept over the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword that his left hand was holding.

A faint ripple finally appeared in his silver vertical pupils, but his tone remained calm: "The God-Slaying Sword Soul and the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword are both quite good items. Unfortunately, in your hands, you haven't even been able to unleash one-tenth of their power."

Ling Xiao really wanted to say, "Mind your own business!" but what came out of his mouth was, "Senior, what is your name? How do you know about the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword and the God-Slaying Sword Soul? Are you also from the Sword Emperor Sect?"

If this woman is also from the Sword Emperor Sect, then we're in trouble.

After all, he had devoured a lot of the souls of the Sword Emperor Sect, so he was bound to be skinned alive by this woman.

The woman replied calmly, "My name is Jia Shi. As for the Sword Emperor Sect... I have a grudge against them!"

Hearing this answer, Ling Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that they weren't from the Sword Emperor Sect.

"I understand now. You are the mysterious person who wiped out the entire Sword Emperor Sect overnight? But why are you sealed here? The people of the Sword Emperor Sect shouldn't be able to do that."

Ling Xiao had never heard of the name Jia Shi, but he had heard a story about it from Jian Wang 3, so he made a guess.

“That’s right, I did it!” Jia Shi answered casually, though her voice was cold, she seemed quite happy to answer Ling Xiao’s question.

"Why?" Ling Xiao was genuinely curious.

The Sword Emperor Sect was once extremely powerful and had no enmity with Jia Shi. Why would she ruthlessly kill the entire sect?

Jia Shi tilted her head, a faint hint of doubt flashing in her silver vertical pupils, as if she were seriously considering this question that was meaningless to her.

A moment later, she gave Ling Xiao an answer that completely stunned him and was entirely unexpected: "I don't like the name of that sect."

Ling Xiao: "..."

A top sect with a long history and numerous powerful figures was wiped out overnight simply because its name was unpleasant.

This reason is utterly absurd, so absurd that it's unbelievable.

But when Jia Shi said it, it carried an unquestionable certainty, as if it were the most natural reason.

After a long while, Ling Xiao slowly came to his senses, his gaze falling on the silver scales covering her body, and said with certainty, "You are not human?"

Jia Shi nodded: "No."

"Then what are you?" Ling Xiao pressed, his curiosity and doubt growing stronger.

He had never seen such a being before; it was neither beast, nor demon, nor ordinary martial artist. (End of Chapter)