This woman had completely fallen into a demonic obsession.
A glimmer flashed in Fen Ling's eyes as she reached down with one hand, drawing the long sword from her waist.
The silver light swept along with the wind, aiming straight for Chu Qianli's heart.
Though this was not her assigned task tonight, she could not tolerate Chu Qianli continuing to live in this world.
By killing her, even if she would be reprimanded by the Master upon her return, she believed that the Master would forgive her.
After all, she has eliminated a major threat for the Master.
However, what Fen Ling had not expected was that at the moment she leaped down from the tree with her sword, the sound of the flute stopped, and Chu Qianli's chaotic eyes gradually began regaining their brightness.
She was recovering so quickly!
Before the long sword could even reach her, Chu Qianli's hand raised the short blade she held.
A powerful surge of Inner Strength forced Fen Ling to retreat several steps in fright.
