The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Whether I can do that tonight depends entirely on you. Hahaha."

Maron laughed heartily as he strode off, leaving Frank standing there, clenching his knuckles as his visage flashed murderously.

One way or another, Maron would die tonight!

Soon, Frank followed the Sage Lake Sect apprentices to the enclosed dojo, where he immediately spotted the white-dressed figure drawing her sword.

A faint pure vigor wafted among the Sage Lake Sect elders even as they encircled her, resonating harmoniously somehow.

"A combat ward.?" Frank narrowed his eyes.

It was commonly practiced by sect apprentices, requiring resonance in pure vigor and psyche. Moreover, most combat wards would enhance the individuals within while diminishing any disadvantages—pushing them beyond what they were usually capable of.

"Don't worry, Lady Silverbell!" one of the elders barked. "This Divine Lotus Ward has never been beaten since its conception!"

"Hmph."

to brag when it came to combat wards because the strongest wielders of combat wards resided at the

for example, the twelve generals serving the Lord of the Southern

tandem was genuine in every sense

each other while instantly pushing their Ascendant rank cultivation to peak potential, and

would be futile against it. as such, one had to describe

looking at the combat ward cast around her before glancing at Maron in the distance. "I'd advise you to give up

Sage Lake Sect elders,

to the air, spinning like tops in the air as they cast their

Silverbell's eyes flashed coolly, seeing that

her sword, dozens of beams fired away from her word like

elder's clothes was left in pieces, while the one beside him was screaming

before the Sage Lake Sect apprentices realized what was happening, Elder Randel was covered in a dozen gashes, bleeding like a stuck pig and barely