Spare Me, Eldest Miss

"Fang Liu really fell by herself!" Qingluan said. "I didn't push her!"

"Even if she fell on her own, you can't escape responsibility!" Liu Ruyan said aggressively. "If you hadn't argued with her, how could she have been so upset that she couldn't even see the stones on the road?"

"Stones on the road?" Qingluan glared at her. "So you all actually knew she slipped on a stone herself? Yet you kept framing me for pushing her?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Liu Ruyan slashed at her face with a knife. "Zhu Qingluan, you fell into our hands today—Fang Liu must be watching over us from above! Go to hell!"

"Hey! Wait!" Liu Chengjie stopped Liu Ruyan.

"What is it?" Liu Ruyan asked, confused.

"Just killing her like this is way too easy for her!"

"Then what do you want to do?" Liu Ruyan asked.

Liu Chengjie stared lasciviously at Qingluan's exposed neck and said, "She may be useless, but she's got looks! Wouldn't it be a waste to just kill her? Boys, looks like we're in for a treat!"

The guards, hearing this, all grew restless, their eyes lighting up as they stared at Qingluan.

Qingluan flashed them a smile.

That smile was as pure as a crystal spring, as beautiful as an orchid in a secluded valley. Liu Chengjie and the others felt weak all over, their eyes glued to her.

Jealousy burned even brighter in Liu Ruyan's eyes.

How could a useless girl like her have such a stunning face?

Why her?

A face like that should belong to me!

Just as she was seething, she suddenly felt her hand go empty.

Then she realized her sword had been snatched away by Zhu Qingluan!

She hadn't even seen how Zhu Qingluan did it. All she heard were several screams—"Ah!" "Ah!"—as the guards collapsed to the ground, clutching their left feet and wailing.

"Ah! My foot!"

"I can't move my foot!"

"I think my tendon snapped!"

...

Qingluan leisurely wiped the blood off her sword onto a guard's thigh and grinned, "Stop wailing! Meeting me is your ancestors’ blessing! If it were my aunt instead, with her temper, she’d cripple all three of your legs—every single one!"

"Ah! No, please!" The guard she wiped the blood on instantly turned pale, struggling to flip over and clamping his right leg tightly, looking absolutely miserable.

"Spare me, Miss!"

"We won't dare ever again!"

...

The guards all begged for mercy.

Liu Chengjie stood frozen.

Liu Ruyan was also frozen in place.

Qingluan smiled, sword in hand, and walked toward the siblings.

"Ah! What's going on? What's happening?" Liu Ruyan retreated in panic. "Aren't you supposed to be useless? How could you cripple them with one move?"

"Take a guess," Qingluan raised an eyebrow.

Liu Ruyan actually started guessing: "You're not Zhu Qingluan! You must be an imposter!"

"Hahaha! Liu Ruyan, with an imagination like yours, why not write storybooks?" Qingluan laughed.

"So, are you a Spirit User? Were you just pretending before?" Liu Ruyan asked.

"Whether I'm a Spirit User or not, what's it to you!" Qingluan said. "You two, for Fang Liu's sake, kneel and beg for mercy. Maybe I'll consider letting you go!"

Liu Chengjie said coldly, "Such arrogance!"

After a Spirit User breaks through the fourth tier, their strength and resilience get a major boost, which also shows in their physical appearance.