Capturing a Saintess

Hunmei stared blankly at the figure floating in the air, surrounded by a sacred white glow.

At that moment, Bai Lan truly looked otherworldly.

Behind her hung a radiant full moon, casting soft rings of light across the sky.

Her blue eyes carried an enchanting power—one glance alone was enough to capture someone’s soul.

At that moment, Bai Lan seemed like the true incarnation of the Moon Goddess.

Serene like moonlight, distant like clouds in the sky.

Naturally, Bai Lan, who possessed the inheritance of the Chaotic Moon, represented the bright moon of the night.

She was the Moon Goddess of this era.

Hunmei, unfortunately, had terrible luck.

If her power had faced any other trial participant—even a prodigy from one of the Eight Ancient Clans—such a crushing defeat would have been unlikely.

This battle had been completely one-sided.

Because Bai Lan’s power directly suppressed her.

Hunmei could clearly feel it.

The dark energy within her body was being heavily restrained by Bai Lan’s power.

In other words—

Bai Lan was the natural enemy of the Soul Clan.

Meanwhile, everything that happened was witnessed by Ziyun.

Standing within the oasis, Ye Ziyun watched the battle with astonishment.

A clash between innate abilities like this left her deeply shocked.

Although she herself was not an ordinary cultivator, she was still far from the level of prodigies like Bai Lan and Hunmei.

After all, geniuses were divided into different tiers.

Ye Ziyun could only be considered a talented disciple of a mid-to-high-level sect.

She could not compare with top-tier geniuses, much less those legendary peerless talents.

Bai Lan slowly descended from the sky and looked down at Hunmei.

Once she confirmed that her power had fully suppressed Hunmei, she withdrew the ability.

When she landed on the ground, her face turned slightly red.

She actually felt somewhat embarrassed.

She disliked flashy techniques like this.

Floating in the air and loudly shouting “Purify!” felt incredibly awkward to her.

But it couldn’t be helped.

The technique required verbal activation.

Just like when she used Frigid Moon Divine Radiance and had to shout “Freeze!”

Some techniques simply required it.

“How embarrassing…”

Bai Lan muttered softly.

She quickly hid the embarrassment and walked toward Hunmei.

At this moment, Hunmei had completely lost her power.

She was practically like an ordinary person.

Seeing Bai Lan approach, Hunmei instinctively stepped back several times.

Her strength had not recovered.

Which meant her life was now entirely in Bai Lan’s hands.

This reality was something she absolutely could not accept.

She had never imagined that she—Saintess of the Soul Clan—would lose like this.

She had already used the strongest technique available at her current realm.

And yet she still lost.

This was a heavy blow to Hunmei’s confidence.

After all, this was the first time she had ever been defeated by someone of the same realm.

And to make matters worse—

It was by a woman she found extremely irritating.

Soul Clan members hated light.

And Bai Lan’s power was exactly that.

Light.

The very thing that suppressed the Soul Clan.

“You… who exactly are you?”

“I’ve never heard of anyone who can suppress the Soul Clan’s power.”

“Are you from the Flame Clan?”

Hunmei asked unwillingly.

Even in defeat, she remained arrogant.

Which was understandable.

As the Saintess of the Soul Clan, she naturally possessed great pride.

If she didn’t, that would be strange.

Bai Lan felt slightly annoyed by Hunmei’s rude attitude.

However, she had no intention of killing her.

Why?

Because Bai Lan was not Xue Yue.

She still retained some sense of chivalry.

Unless absolutely necessary, she didn’t like harming women.

Of course—

That only applied if the other person knew their place.

During her time in Luoshen Sect, she had been forced to fight.

If she didn’t resist, others would take advantage of her.

Enduring attacks passively was impossible.

“You don’t need to know who I am.”

“Return the item you stole from my teammates earlier.”

Bai Lan raised her hand slightly and gestured toward Hunmei.

Hunmei froze for a moment.

Then she placed her hands on her hips and lifted her chin arrogantly.

“Oh?”

“So that thing I took earlier belonged to your group?”

“Too bad.”

“You wish.”

“Just because you defeated me doesn’t mean you can order me around.”

“If you want, go ahead and kill me.”

“At worst I’ll drop one realm and fall to the eighth level of Qi Refinement.”

“I’ll recover it once I leave.”

“But just wait.”

“When I get out, I’ll definitely take revenge!”

Hunmei said angrily.

Her stubborn attitude made Bai Lan’s eye twitch slightly.

“You’re not returning it?”

“Fine.”

“Then I’ll wait until you give it back yourself.”

Bai Lan flicked her wrist.

A white ribbon suddenly flew out from her storage ring.

It instantly wrapped around Hunmei’s body.

This was the Heavenly Water Ribbon, a gift she had received from Canglan Hall.

“W–What are you doing?!”

“Let me go!”

“I told you—if you want to kill me, then do it!”

“Don’t humiliate me!”

Hunmei struggled fiercely, trying to break free.

But Bai Lan ignored her completely.

She grabbed the other end of the ribbon and dragged Hunmei toward the camp.

Hunmei continued shouting threats the entire way.

For a girl like her, reasoning was useless.

Since death wasn’t a real threat in the Void Heaven Realm, killing her wouldn’t solve anything.

Teaching her a lesson seemed like the better option.

When Bai Lan dragged Hunmei back to the oasis, Ye Ziyun quickly approached.

Seeing the girl in the black dress, a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.

The Soul Clan was a famous hidden clan of the Eastern Continent.

Even Ziyun Palace had records warning that they should not be easily provoked.

“Sister Bai…”

“She’s from the Soul Clan.”

“And not an ordinary member either.”

“Won’t this cause trouble for you?”

Ye Ziyun asked worriedly.

Bai Lan shook her head.

She signaled Ziyun not to interfere.

“That’s right!”

“She’s telling the truth!”

“You’re finished!”

“How dare you treat this maiden like this?”

“When I get out of here, you’ll regret it!”

Hunmei immediately shouted after hearing Ziyun’s words.

Bai Lan simply gave her a cold look.

The next moment—

Hunmei suddenly couldn’t speak anymore.

Her mouth moved, but only muffled sounds came out.

She had been silenced.

“This is between her and me.”

“You don’t need to worry.”

“The offense has already happened.”

“So what difference does it make now?”

Bai Lan said calmly.

Then she sat down and began meditating again.

Using Light of Purification consumed almost as much energy as Frigid Moon Divine Radiance.

She needed several hours to recover.

As for Hunmei—

Bai Lan tied her up and hung her from a nearby tree.

The humiliation was unbearable.

The Saintess of the Soul Clan had been captured and hung like a swing on a tree.

If other Soul Clan members saw this, she would lose all dignity.

She struggled and whimpered for a long time.

But Bai Lan ignored her completely.

The night gradually passed.

When dawn arrived, Bai Lan opened her eyes.

It was the perfect time to travel.

There was no reason to waste it.

“Let’s go, Ziyun.”

“We’ll continue our journey.”

Ye Ziyun glanced helplessly at Hunmei hanging from the tree.

Then she nodded.

Bai Lan released Hunmei from the tree—

but did not free her.

Instead, she dragged her along with them.

“Damn it…”

“Why hasn’t my power recovered after a whole night?”

“Do I really have to wait until this woman withdraws her power?”

Hunmei grumbled.

After hanging on the tree all night, she had clearly become much more subdued.

Now she could only follow behind Bai Lan and Ye Ziyun.

Her eyes glared fiercely at Bai Lan the entire time.

If looks could kill—

Bai Lan would have died a hundred times already.