And this wasn't just some Twelfth Realm cultivator.
If it were the Twelfth Realm, Su Qing wouldn't be afraid.
But she was at least in the Thirteenth Realm, if not higher.
After all, only those who reached the Thirteenth Realm...
...would receive a title.
This title was an acknowledgment from all living beings, as well as one they bestowed upon themselves.
'Once you're in the Thirteenth Realm, anyway...'
'...who in all the Great Thousand Worlds would dare to object?'
Very few!
Most importantly...
Su Qing had no idea just how strong the Thirteenth Realm even was.
Even with the Profound Immortal Sword, Su Qing couldn't guarantee he could kill a Thirteenth Realm Cultivator.
"Whatever. Time to cultivate."
Su Qing pushed the thoughts aside.
He focused on his own Realm instead.
'I'm still too weak right now.'
Xing Zhu, however, flew over to him.
"She's so scary, that woman. So possessive."
"And you still say you're not her little boy toy?"
