Chapter 3: One Move! The Entire Army Kneels!

The cold wind still swept through the dense mountain forests, carrying fine snowflakes that drifted gently downward. Mo Shuang stood tall, her white robes fluttering softly in the breeze, and her snow-white hair glimmering under the sunlight breaking through the clouds. Her deep purple eyes radiated an icy, ruthless aura—as if anything that met her gaze would crumble in an instant.

Beside her, Ye Xuan remained motionless like an eternal shadow. His handsome face stayed calm and composed, yet his dark eyes were fixed solely on her—filled with admiration, possessiveness, and unshakable devotion. To him, the rest of the world meant nothing; only the existence of this woman was the one and only thing of value.

Just as they were about to descend the mountain, the heavy, hurried thud of footsteps echoed from afar. Many people. The sound of shouting and the clatter of weapons drew closer, shattering the forest’s silence.

Moments later, dozens of figures clad in white—the cultivators of the Xu Clan and other so-called "Righteous Sects"—appeared before them, blocking the path down the slope. At the front of the group stood a handsome yet cold young man in golden robes, and beside him, a young woman—beautiful, but with cunning eyes brimming with hatred.

It was Yu Xuan, Xu Qingci’s former fiancé, and Xu Jiao Jiao , her own half-sister—the source of all her suffering.

They had come with a special task force, sent secretly with one single purpose: to ensure that Xu Qingci was dead and would never rise again.

When they saw the figure standing before them,Yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao froze for a moment, then burst into mocking laughter.

"Hah! I thought who it might be—only trash that somehow survived death," Xu Jiao Jiao sneered, her eyes glaring sharply at Mo Shuang. "Xu Qingci, you are truly lucky to have lived this long. But it’s a pity… today, your luck runs out."

Yu Xuan looked at her with disdain and disgust, as if staring at a filthy insect. "You, once the greatest genius of the Xu Clan, are now nothing but a pitiful creature who lost her Golden Core. Do you think surviving means you can take revenge? You are no more than a worm we can crush underfoot whenever we please."

The followers behind them laughed loudly too; jeers and curses filled the air.

"Look at her hair! White like an old woman, and those strange eyes… she must be possessed by a demon!"

"Accursed creature! No wonder she was betrayed—she was never one of the good people!"

"Seize her! Kill her! Bring her body back to the sect!"

Hearing those words, a faint, cold smile curled Mo Shuang’s lips. She was not angry, not sad, not even the slightest bit shaken. Instead, the aura around her grew more oppressive, making the air heavy and hard to breathe.

"Betrayed… accursed creature…" Mo Shuang whispered softly, her voice low yet clear enough for everyone to hear. Her purple eyes flashed sharply, locking straight onto yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao . "You are right. That foolish, weak Xu Qingci—who believed in the goodness of others—is indeed dead. Killed by the person she trusted most."

She took one step forward. Just that single step made the ground beneath her tremble slightly.

"But it is a pity… you came too late."

"The one standing before you now… is no longer that foolish girl."

Mo Shuang raised her hand slowly, her slender fingers gripping the power of the Ancient Demonic Bloodline swirling violently in her palm. Dark purple energy shot out, coiling around her like a serpent ready to strike its prey.

"I am MO SHUANG."

"And today… I will teach you a crucial lesson."

Her voice suddenly rose, resounding through the entire forest with overwhelming might and absolute authority.

"Never let an enemy you have harmed… stay alive."

Yu Xuan frowned, sensing something was wrong. The pressure radiating from the woman before him was far stronger and more terrifying than he had imagined. This was not the aura of someone who had lost their power—it was the aura of a ruler, far higher and more fearsome than anyone else in this world.

"How dare you speak so arrogantly!" Lin Hao shouted, trying to hide his fear. He raised his long sword and yelled, "Everyone, attack! Kill her! And don’t let that shadowy creature beside her live either!"

Dozens of cultivators moved in unison, leaping forward with weapons drawn. Waves of multicolored spiritual energy shot toward Mo Shuang, forming a tight net of death.

Xu Jiao Jiao smiled with satisfaction. This time, she will surely be destroyed completely, she thought.

But…

Amidst that seemingly unavoidable attack, Mo Shuang simply stood still. She did not dodge, did not retreat even an inch. She looked at them with cold eyes, as if watching a swarm of ants trying to fight a mountain.

"Slow movements. Weak attacks. Foolish courage."

She merely waved her hand sideways—a motion so casual and effortless, as if brushing dust off her robe.

BOOM—!!!

A deafening explosion shook the entire forest!

An invisible yet devastating wave of purple energy surged from her palm, crashing into the combined assault of dozens of people like a hurricane tearing through dry leaves.

In the blink of an eye…

All their attacks were shattered. The cultivators were flung backward like ragdolls, crashing to the ground and vomiting fresh blood. Their bones cracked; their bodies were instantly paralyzed.

With ONE SINGLE MOVE… the entire army sent to kill her lay scattered on the ground, groaning in agony and unable to rise again.

Silence fell instantly over the place.

Yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao froze on the spot, eyes wide with disbelief, their faces pale as if they had seen a ghost. Their mouths opened, but no sound came out. Fear unlike anything they had ever felt spread from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, turning their whole bodies stiff and cold.

One move… she defeated more than thirty people—all equal or stronger in power than themselves—in an instant.

Who exactly was she?

The woman who was supposed to be dead, the woman who was supposed to have lost all her power… why was she now so terrifying, so powerful she seemed almost inhuman?

Mo Shuang walked slowly past the bodies writhing in pain, approaching the two people she hated most in this world. Her steps were slow yet heavy, as if every stride pressed directly onto their hearts.

She stopped right in front of yu xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao . Her white hair danced in the wind; her purple eyes stared straight into their souls, making them tremble violently.

"Who… who are you really?" Yu Xuan ’s voice shook uncontrollably; his legs grew weak, nearly making him fall to his knees. The sword in his hand clattered to the ground with a sharp ring.

Mo Shuang smiled—a smile beautiful yet as cold as ice atop the highest peak.

"Me? I am the one who will take back everything you stole."

She reached out, her fingers easily wrapping around Xu Jiao Jiao ’s throat, lifting the terrified woman’s body until she hung in mid-air. Xu Jiao Jiao clawed at Mo Shuang’s hand, struggling desperately—but her strength meant absolutely nothing compared to the demonic power now flowing through Mo Shuang’s veins.

"You… you cannot kill me! I am the daughter of the Xu Clan! If you harm me, all the sects will hunt you down!" Xu Jiao Jiao shrieked, voice choked, tears of fear streaming down her face.

Mo Shuang leaned closer, her whisper cold and filled with deep, burning hatred.

"That is exactly what I want. Let them all come… let the whole world know that starting today, I AM THE ONE IN CHARGE."

She released her grip roughly, sending Xu jiao Jiao tumbling to the ground.

"You are lucky… I will not kill you now. Because death is too good for you. I want you to live… live and witness how I destroy everything you are proud of. How I bring down the Xu Clan, tear down all those hypocritical sects… and make you both kneel and beg for mercy at my feet."

Mo Shuang turned away, her back to them—now completely broken and consumed by fear. Ye Xuan stepped forward, standing at her side once more, looking down at them with cold disdain, as if they were nothing but unworthy trash.

"Listen well," Mo Shuang said, her voice firm and commanding, echoing across the forest.

"Go, and deliver this message to everyone in the cultivation world…"

"Xu Qingci is dead. Killed by you."

"And now… MO SHUANG IS BORN."

"Whoever dares harm those I hold dear… whoever dares stand in my way… SHALL BE UTTERLY DESTROYED."

"And remember… what you have just seen… is only the beginning."

With that, Mo Shuang and Ye Xuan walked away, their figures slowly vanishing among the trees. They left behind a fallen army, and two people filled with dread and regret that had already begun to creep into their hearts.

The wind blew once more, carrying with it that immense aura of power—as if the whole universe was already preparing to witness the rise of a new legend that would shake the entire world.

📢 Author's Note

Hey everyone! 😍

Chapter 3 is finally here! 🥳

Wow… did you just see what happened?! 😱 Just ONE SINGLE MOVE! Dozens of enemies fell instantly! Simply incredible!

As you can see, starting from this chapter, Mo Shuang is truly no longer holding back. She revealed her true power, making those who once thought her weak now tremble in fear. 😈 And Yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao ’s reaction? So satisfying to watch! Once so arrogant and cruel, now pale and terrified, almost wetting themselves in fright. They deserved it! And this is only the very beginning of her true revenge!

And of course… Ye Xuan returned as the coolest, most loyal companion ever! He stood quietly by her side, didn’t even need to say much, but his presence alone gave Mo Shuang 100% absolute safety. 🖤💜 You definitely agree, right? This pair is truly unbeatable together!

Get ready, because in the next chapter, they will descend from the mountain and enter the real cultivation world. There, even greater challenges await… and soon, everyone will know the name Mo Shuang—as the most feared, yet most respected figure of all! 💥

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💥 PREVIEW OF CHAPTER 4

News of Mo Shuang’s terrifying power spread like wildfire. The Xu Clan and all the major sects fell into panic. They could not allow such a powerful "demon" to live and grow stronger.

They mobilized their elite forces—Sect Guardians, powerful sorcerers, and high-level cultivators—bringing with them the legendary Demon-Sealing Formation and sacred weapons, determined to capture Mo Shuang and bring her back for judgment.

In the nearest town, amidst a crowded market… Mo Shuang and Ye Xuan are completely surrounded.

"This time you won’t escape again, little demon!" the leader of the force shouted arrogantly.

But Mo Shuang only smiled coldly, playing casually with a strand of her snow-white hair.

"Demon-Sealing Formation? Sacred weapons? Do you think such worthless trash can stop me?"

She stepped forward, the full power of the Ancient Demonic Bloodline erupting until the sky turned dark.

"Let me teach you all… what the true meaning of POWER really is."

🔴 Chapter 4: Rampage in the City! The Entire Elite Force Crumbles!

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