Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman

“Ahhh! How could she just leave like that!” Mo Li jumped, finally snapping out of her daze.

Murong Feiye was feeling slightly appreciative of the battle, touching his chest, he felt as though he was on the verge of breaking through. Hearing Mo Li’s words, he raised his head and laughed. “Didn’t you say you wanted to have a match against her when you first came back?”

“… F*ck. How would I dare?” Mo Li sighed heavily, gesturing with her hands. “She’d just… use that one thunderbolt and I’d be dead!”

Fighting against Gu Xiqiao? Mo Li shuddered at the thought, ashamed of all those bold, haughty words that she had been throwing around before this!

How can she beat such a fearsome person?! It’s better not to send yourself and beg for a beating!

Mo Li was obviously still self-aware. “But, I wonder if she’d be affected by my charmspeak?” She was quite curious about this matter.

“You want to try controlling a monster with such huge reserves of mental power?” Murong Feiye patted her on the shoulder when he heard her words. “Good luck, I have faith in you!”

“…” Then again, thinking of the alarming amount of mental power that had poured out from Gu Xiqiao just now, she wilted at the thought of even trying.

“Elder, what the heck are you doing?” Once Mo Li had gathered herself together, she turned around, hearing consistent streams of murmuring from behind them.

Murong Feiye glanced at the second elder, saying faintly, “Don’t disturb him, Second Elder is reciting scriptures.” The bunch of elders had been driven to recite scriptures every day by things that Gu Xiqiao did after all, and if it wasn’t something she had done, then it was the people from Peace Manor.

Thinking about that, Murong Feiye felt that he shouldn’t be alone in his shock.

And so he posted it on The Forum for the entire ancient martial arts world to share.

And the result was as he had imagined—The entire ancient martial arts world exploded at the post.