C573 Calling Me an Old Witch Would be More Fitting
C573 Calling Me an Old Witch Would be More Fitting
Ao Xue'er's eyes were indifferent as she spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
Even if the other party was an elder of the Cold Moon Palace, she would not show the slightest hint of fawning on them.
With her identity as the number one Cold Moon Palace cultivator of the young generation, she did indeed have the qualifications to do so.
After all, she still had a chance for growth in the future. However, the current Elder Leng had almost reached the end.
For those who had entered the Immortal Realm, it was harder and harder to cultivate step by step. It was not because they had to immerse themselves in cultivation, but because of their innate talent.
For example, the Elder Leng in front of him, who had not advanced even an inch in dozens of years, still possessed the Second Layer Mid Stage of a fairyland.
"To see the palace master? What kind of cat or dog could possibly see the Palace Mistress? Is he the heaven's pride level expert of the five great forces, or a monster of Yanhuang Sect? "
The corner of Elder Leng's mouth curled slightly as a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.
She had already observed Ning Xiaolei's cultivation level a moment ago, it was just after entering the Immortal Realm.
Although it was not bad, when compared to the geniuses of the five forces with Dragon Capital, it was still lacking by a lot.
The geniuses of the five forces, such as Ji Hualoong, Zhou Chenghu, and the others, were all already at the Second Stage.
Furthermore, she had seen Ning Xiaolei's clothes and the aura he exuded, so he didn't seem like one of the five forces.
As for Yanhuang Sect, the only one that could enter her eyes was Brother Yuwen.
As for the rogue cultivators or the small and middle-sized powers, most of them were people she knew and not people like Ning Xiaolei.
This was also the reason why she directly ridiculed Ning Xiaolei without any trace of politeness.
If Ning Xiaolei's cultivation was higher, or if he was someone from the other four great forces or Yanhuang Sect, she would definitely not be like this.
Being called a cat or dog, Ning Xiaolei was instantly unhappy.
He was the only one who bullied others, how could anyone bully him?
Otherwise, if they were to enter the demon race, wouldn't they be laughed out of their wits by those greater demons?
Because he had cultivated in the Eastern Emperor Meridian, his position in the group was rather revered.
"Hey, this aunt here, who are you talking about? I am not from the five great forces and Yanhuang Sect, so I can't see your Mistress anymore?"
Ning Xiaolei revealed an arrogant expression. He purposefully pricked his ears and squinted his eyes as he looked at Elder Leng.
This old demoness dared to secretly mock him, letting him know what it meant by slapping him in the face.
It was obvious that he was old, and there was no need for him to act so inexperienced. He had to make sure that the other party was aware of the reality before him.
"You, that damned brat, how dare you call me Auntie?"
Elder Leng's heart ached at the sight of her aging appearance. Even though she tried every means to conceal it, it was to no avail against the ravages of time.
Now that her wound was opened by Ning Xiaolei, the anger in her heart exploded.
"I told auntie to praise you, I think you must be at least a hundred years old. Maybe calling you grandma is not bad, haha!"
Ning Xiaolei did not hesitate to retaliate. In terms of cursing, he had never been weak.
Even without vulgarities, he could still make people die from anger!
"Impudent, where did this little bastard come from? If you dare to charge into my Cold Moon Palace, I'll cripple you."
Elder Leng was so angry that her face turned red. She put a big hat on Ning Xiaolei, then her aura was released and she smacked down on Ning Xiaolei's head.
Ning Xiaolei was fearless. He did not dodge and continued: "It's fine if you're old, but you're still so vicious. I feel that calling you old witch would be more suitable for you."
"Elder Leng, I respect you as an elder. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
After neutralizing Elder Leng's attack, Ao Xue'er's face turned ashen, and her body suddenly unleashed a frigid aura.
Previously, she had always been giving way to Elder Leng. She didn't expect that she would be bullied by the opposite party. She even dared to make things difficult for Ning Xiaolei when she brought him here.
"Ao Xue'er, your wings are too hard, right? You dare to make a move against a law enforcement elder of the sect? You want to betray my Cold Moon Palace?"
Elder Leng, who still didn't know the seriousness of the situation, questioned Ao Xue'er coldly.