"Are you the one in charge?"
"Huh?"
Below the Suspended City, Little Nuoyi stepped on the head of the proud captain who had come striding forward, glaring at him with disdain that seemed to overflow from her eyes.
"You?"
"Below the Prismatic realm, you're invincible. At the Prismatic realm, it's one-for-one. I thought you were so capable, you scared me?"
Little Nuoyi's foot continued to grind the captain's face.
It was quite amusing.
As soon as they descended from the Suspended City, they had cheered, staggered with every step, spouted wild boasts, and even dared Nuoyi and the little demon to fight them all, almost offering to fight with one hand tied.
And the result—
In less than a round, Little Nuoyi hadn't even exerted herself.
He had knelt.
He knelt with a satisfying completeness.
The other lackeys naturally met the same fate. Seeing their master beaten so miserably, even though they knew they were no match, they had to charge forward to put on a show.
If they retreated now, how would they survive in the future?
They still had to make a living in the Suspended City, and their families were all in the Suspended City. If they truly fled, their relatives would all suffer.
Without any surprise,
Amidst shouts of 'Let go of our young master,' they fell to the ground with thuds and never got up again.
Others might not have seen clearly,
But Chen Yu saw it all. Little Nuoyi had no intention of bullying them from beginning to end, nor did she use any heavy blows. As soon as these followers touched Little Nuoyi, they were sent flying back several meters and lay still as if they had no breath.
Little did they know, they were all pretending.
Chen Yu and the others, seeing this, did not expose them and let them continue to lie there.
"Where's your might? Keep shouting at me."
Little Nuoyi sneered.
It had to be said, Little Nuoyi seemed to possess the potential to be a rogue. Her tone, her gaze, her actions, if placed outside, she would definitely be a female hooligan. If the concept of a ground-dweller existed, she would still be considered a qualified female hooligan.
Most importantly, she was a hooligan with strength.
"Impossible, impossible, how could I possibly lose?"
The youth being stepped on muttered in disbelief.
He was a renowned young talent in the entire Tatu Kingdom. Before the age of twenty, he had broken through to the Prismatic realm. The instructors in the city had also praised his talent. From being unable to compete, he could now decide the outcome of his matches against those instructors in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Clearly, he was so strong.
Below the Prismatic realm, he should be invincible. All he needed now was a breakthrough to the Saint level.
How could this be?
How could he be so easily stomped underfoot?
"Absolutely impossible!"
Suddenly, the young master being stepped on, in a fit of rage, tried to struggle up. In less than half a second, Nuoyi's foot stomped him down again fiercely. His face was pressed heavily into the ground, and dirt even got into his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
Little Nuoyi, who was stepping on him, picked her ear and blew on her fingers.
"Why are you acting all heartbroken here? Isn't it strange that a sickly person like you can't be an opponent for others? Let alone me being a solid Prismatic Three, even a well-grounded Obsidian would find it as easy to deal with you as crushing an ant. What can't you accept?"
"I... I am the most outstanding young generation of the Tatu Kingdom!"
"Hiss!" Little Nuoyi instantly gasped, then her face broke into a brilliant smile. "Really? You're the elite generation of your Tatu Kingdom. If that's true, then it's truly a happy occasion. For our Batu Kingdom to destroy you would be as easy as picking up something in our hands."
Instantly, the young master's pupils contracted violently.
"You... you're from the Batu Kingdom?"
"Is that strange?" Little Nuoyi spread her hands, a cold ghost fire burning in them, and frowned. "Don't you recognize the fire in my hands? Surely not. Am I that unknown in your Tatu Kingdom?"
The young master being stepped on looked solemn, recalling Little Nuoyi's appearance.
Blonde loli, blue ghost fire.
Batu Soul Lock—
"You're Nuoyi!" the young master exclaimed. Little Nuoyi grinned, "Heh, it seems I do have some reputation. You're right, I am your Grandma Nuoyi. Now, are you convinced you've lost?"
The young master, clenching his fists, remained silent for a long time.
Nuoyi!
She was indeed famous in their Tatu Kingdom. With the two countries on the verge of war, Nuoyi had appeared prominently on the Tatu Kingdom's list of targets. At that time, the Tatu Kingdom had conducted a threat analysis of these individuals, and Nuoyi's ranking was extremely high, even higher than the commander of River Town, Liu Yue.
Her danger level was also the highest, Crimson Danger Level.
Crimson Danger Level,
It meant that if you encountered her without a Saint-level presence, the best course of action was to run.
"So it's you."
The young master, who had been unwilling to accept defeat, lost his earlier resentment after learning of Little Nuoyi's identity.
"If it's you, losing is not strange. I admit, you are indeed very strong." The young man with his face being stepped on grunted, "I admit I lost this time. But if we meet again next time, who wins and who loses is still unknown. Leave some room for people, and you might meet them again someday. If you let me go this time, I will repay you."
*Pfft.*
Little Nuoyi was amused by the young master and couldn't help but laugh.
"Little brother, do you have rust in your head from not using it?" Nuoyi bent down and poked his head with her finger. "Do you still think there'll be a next time? You've fallen into my hands now. Don't you know my profession?"
"Necromancer."
"Uh-huh."
"You... you want to..."
The young master's heart began to panic immensely. He flailed his arms, grabbing at the ground, trying to break free from Nuoyi's foot. Unfortunately, the seemingly petite Nuoyi possessed surprisingly terrifying strength. Despite being a mage, Nuoyi completely overpowered him in terms of strength.
"You can't refine me."
Unable to break free, the young master shouted hoarsely.
"My father is the Chief Financial Officer of the Tatu Kingdom. If you kill me, my father will never let you go. Conversely, as long as you let me go, I can give you a large sum of money. Name your price, and I'll have someone deliver it to you immediately."
"Our Batu Federation is not short of money," Nuoyi shook her head.
The Batu Federation, where gold mountains were everywhere, was not lacking in the currency that smelled of tarnished copper. Even their common people received millions in dividends annually, let alone Nuoyi, who was a high-ranking general in River Town.
"Then you still can't kill me. As long as you let me go, I'll agree to anything."
The young master shouted in panic. Nuoyi, however, seemed to hear nothing. The ghost fire in her hand moved closer to him. The cold flames chilled the young master, and his pupils kept contracting.
Just as the ghost fire was about to fall on his head, a soft, gentle whisper came.
"You say... your father is the Chief Financial Officer of the Tatu Kingdom, which means all the money in the Tatu Kingdom belongs to your father."