As Xu Yue managed to calm down her anger, she walked away from the pagoda and started wandering the sect once again.
"She really doesn't like people telling her what she can't do " thought Xu Ming as he was looking at the anger that was hidden in Xu Yue's eyes, ready to explode at any moment.
As Xu Yue arrived next to a beautiful mountain, she took a canvas and began painting.
Somewhere else at the same time.
Chu Feng let out a satisfied smile as he felt his strength after his breakthrough. He talked with his master for a bit before going down the mountain.
Chu Feng was the second youngest personal disciple, but even so, he had already reached the Peak of the Soul Enlightenment realm.
"I should be able to reach qi Refinement before I'm fifty years old " thought Chu Feng as he looked at the mountains in front of him.
As he reached the bottom of the peak, Chu Feng saw Xu Yue painting, a small amount of suprise appeared in his eyes, but even so, he remembered the rules his master had set on the mountain.
"Junior sister, you can't paint he-"
"What?" asked Xu Yue as she looked straight into Chu Feng's eyes.
"Junior sister, you can't paint here " said Chu Feng, not following his intuition.
"Can't I?" asked Xu Yue as she continued staring into Chu Feng's eyes.
As he wanted to repeat himself one more time, Chu Feng felt something.
"Of course you can " said Chu Feng, slightly shaking. As much as he tried to hide the fear in his eyes, he couldn't. His intuition was sending him signals, warning him about the danger he was in
Chu Feng felt 'Death', he felt like if he were to annoy his Junior Sister any longer, nothing would be able to save him.
"I'll be on my way " said Chu Feng before speedily going back to the top of the mountain.
As he talked with his master, Chu Feng knew why his intuition had warned him. If he offended her, his master would not interfere.
He felt a chill in his heart as he knew how close to death he was and how easily his life would have been lost if not for the fact that he ran away.
Thirty minutes later
Looking at the painting in front of her, Xu Yue smiled. Her anger had silently disappeared.
"It looks really good " said Xu Yue with a smile on her face as she looked at the painting in her spatial bag.
After this, Xu Yue continued wandering the area in which the Core disciples and the elders resided. She also created several paintings as she did so.
After a while, Xu Yue approached the area where inner disciples resided. As she did, she was approached by someone.
"Junior sister, meeting with inner disciples is not allowed " said the man embarasitely.
As he said that, he not only felt Xu Yue's look at him strangely, he also felt a grand will lock onto him.
"You can just ignore what I said, junior sister " said the man without any shame.
Xu Yue let out a light chuckle at the man's shamelessness as she went past him.
After Xu Yue disappeared from sight, the man let out a bitter smile.
"I should take a less dangerous task" said the man.
As she entered the inner disciple area, Xu Yue found that it looked much worse than the one before it.
"It's so ugly " said Xu Yue as she looked at the mountains in front of her.
In truth, this area was not ugly at all. The only problem was that Xu Yue's standards were way too high.
Zhou Niu was walking along the inner sect when she saw something she had never seen before.
Zhou Niu had no idea who the woman in front of her was based on her clothes and the token on her waist, the only thing she knew, was the fact that if she were to annoy her it would probably not go well.
"Inner disciple Zhou Niu greets Senior Sister " as she bowed.
"Um" responded Xu Yue as she waved her hand, indicating her to rise.
Looking at the Zhou Niu in front of her, Xu Yue felt like she looked much better than the inner sect, in fact, this inner disciple was really quite pretty, even for Xu Yue's standards.
"Stand still" said Xu Yue as she took out a canvas from her spatial bag.
Zhou Niu, not knowing what was happening, did as she was told.
"Good " said Xu Yue as she let out a satisfied smile while looking at the scene in front of her, she then began painting.
As she was painting, Xu Yue heard something annoying.
"Junior sister Zhou Niu " said Qin Lei, as he looked at his junior sister.
A frown appeared on Zhou Niu's face as she heard this. This senior brother of hers, while annoying, was far more powerful than her.
Zhou Niu had just entered the inner sect, and was merely at the First level of the qi refinement realm. She was far weaker compared to Qin Lei, who was at the Third Level.
A frown appeared on Xu Yue's face as she heard this, all of her annoyances from today fueled her anger, as such, this small disturbance was the catalyst that turned everything on fire.
A moment later, Qin Lei let out a blood-curling scream. A sword had cut his entire body in half. As his soul exited his body, a hand grasped it.
Xu Yue was truly annoyed. This Qin Lei had disturbed her painting, all the anger she had pent up from before erupted on him alone.
Gripping her sword tighter, Xu Yue stabbed at the side of his almost solid soul, creating a deep cut.
"What is this?" asked Xu Yue curiously as she looked at the mark on the inside of his soul. She put the sword down and then, using her hands, got a better look at it, by almost tugging at the sides of the wound with her hands.
Qin Lei continued letting out screams as he felt an incomprehensible amount of pain, a few moments later his screams started getting weaker.
Xu Yue took out a soul healing pill, crushed it, and sprinkled it on the injured soul, preventing it from dying, thus continuing his insanity-inducing pain.
After this, Xu Yue continued ruthlessly stabbing Qin Lei's soul, as a large smile appeared on her face.
A large crowd gathered around them. Obviously, someone had recognised the personal disciple token, as nobody interfered.
After around five minutes, Xu Yue had become completely bored. She took a last look at the soul in her hand and completely crushed it with all her might, destroying it from existence.
"So relaxing " unconsciously mumbled Xu Yue, creating beads of cold sweat on the crowd's foreheads.