Cultivation Online

1246 Xiao Hua's Drastic Transformation

"That's Xiao Hua…? What happened to her? She feels like an entirely different person." Feng Yuxiang muttered in a dazed voice. If one could see her face right now, it would be filled with astonishment.

Following her profound transformation, Xiao Hua gazed upon her surroundings with a newfound and captivating curiosity, yet her expression remained emotionless.

After looking at her surroundings, Xiao Hua began inspecting her own body.

"What's wrong with this body? How long have I been asleep…?" she muttered in a low voice.

In the midst of her inspection, Zhaohui exclaimed, "N-No! That's not possible! You cannot be from the Asura Clan! I recognize every member of the Asura Clan but I do not recognize you! You must be an imposter!"

After coming to this conclusion, Zhaohui quickly regained control over his own emotions and calmed down.

"That's right. Now that I think about it, there's no way someone from the Asure Clan would be here. But I must admit, your aura is so convincing that even I nearly fell for it. Unfortunately for you, I know every member of the Asura Clan, and you're not one of them!"

"..."

Upon hearing Zhaohui's words, Xiao Hua turned to look at him with a nonchalant expression.

"An imposter…?" she mumbled in a low voice.

"Of course! If you think about it, there's no way in hell the Celestial Emperor would allow the Asura Clan to partake in the Supreme Heaven's Legacy! That family of traitors and bloodthirsty demons would rot first before they get a chance at freedom!" Zhaohui laughed nervously.

However, Xiao Hua remained nonchalant, and she spoke a moment later, "And who the hell are you? Did I really wake up for an ant like you? No, that's not possible."

Xiao Hua's words made it seem like she was meeting Zhaohui for the first time, which made everyone there raise an eyebrow.

"Whatever. I'll quickly kill you and go back to sleep. I need to save as much energy as I can before 'he' returns…"

With a casual flick of her sleeve, Xiao Hua conjured a black sword forged from her very own aura and wielded it.

"I'd love to see you try, seeing how you couldn't even catch my shadow just moments ago!" Zhaohui sneered in disdain as he activated his movement technique.

Zhaohui's figure disappeared like a ghost the next moment.

Despite this, Xiao Hua remained standing still with a bored look on her face.

"Can you speed it up a bit? I'll fall asleep before you make a move at this rate." Xiao Hua asked right before she released a big yawn.

'Die!'

When Zhaohui suddenly appeared behind Xiao Hua, his saber was already millimeters from reaching Xiao Hua's small neck. Yet, it halted just a hair's breadth away from her neck.

"What?!" Zhaohui cried out in astonishment as he realized what stopped his saber.

With a mere two fingers, Xiao Hua had effortlessly caught the saber by the blade and halted its movements as though it were a scene out of some action movie.

In the following moment, without even looking back, Xiao Hua's arm exhibited a fleeting flicker, vanishing and reappearing faster than the blink of an eye.

"Arrrrgh!" Zhaohui unleashed a bone-chilling scream as all four of his limbs were separated from his body instantaneously with unimaginable pain spread throughout.

After Zhaohui's limbless body fell to the ground, Xiao Hua turned around to look at him with a disappointed look on her face.

"I've slumbered for so long that my movements have grown rigid. Most displeasing indeed. I cannot afford to show such a shameful performance in 'his' presence," Xiao Hua lamented.

"En. I've decided. I'll go back to sleep after I do some stretching."

Xiao Hua then extended her finger, directing it towards Zhaohui, who remained in a state of shock, motionless on the ground.

"Get up." Xiao Hua muttered as she released some of her black aura at Zhaohui, engulfing his body like flames.

In the next moment, a shocking spectacle unfolded as Zhaohui's body miraculously began to regenerate its lost limb.

"What…? What did you just do to me?!" Zhaohui screamed in a terrified manner as he crawled backward and away from Xiao Hua.

"Be grateful, for this princess has bestowed upon you the privilege of a little more time in this world," Xiao Hua declared with a grim smile on her face.

"N-No! Stay away from me, you... you monster!" Zhaohui cried out, his previous combativeness replaced by sheer terror as he gazed upon Xiao Hua as if she were a nightmarish creature.

"Don't tell me you're frightened by this... imposter? How mundane. If you're not willing to stand and fight, there's little reason to prolong your existence any further," Xiao Hua remarked with an air of disdain.

It was in this very moment that Zhaohui recognized Xiao Hua's face, albeit slightly altered from his recollections. His eyes widened in sheer horror as he stammered, "Y-You can't be… Asura Clan's Little De—"

Sha!

Zhaohui's head suddenly flew off its body before he could finish his sentence.

After Zhaohui's death, a profound and eerie silence enveloped the entire vicinity.

"I… I don't think that's Xiao Hua… It can't be her…" Lan Yingying suddenly broke the silence.

"I'm inclined to agree. The disparity is too striking," Feng Yuxiang concurred with a shared sense of disbelief.

Yuan gritted his teeth and began approaching her.

"Xiao Hua!" he called out to her.

Xiao Hua's body trembled slightly after hearing her name.

"Who dares utter that name in my presence...?" Xiao Hua's voice thundered with wrath as she whirled around to confront Yuan, her aura surging with a tempestuous intensity. "Prepare to endure a thousand times the torment this insignificant insect just faced!"

Without any hesitation, Xiao Hua pointed her sword at him.

"You don't recognize me?" Yuan swallowed nervously at this possibility.

"As if I would remember a weakling like you—" Xiao Hua's voice abruptly halted.

"You… you…" Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she stared at Yuan's face.