Chapter 150: Walk with Your Dear Senior Sister
Cade’s soul hadn’t fully restored Shirley, but it had stopped her body from crumbling. Now, gripping his bronze shield, she felt her fear of the soul-devouring centipede fade to grim confidence.
Ruru’s Crimson-threaded Golden-Winged Centipede lunged, its fang glinting with a malice, but Shirley dismissed it with a casual flick of her hand.
Bang!
The creature was swatted aside, crashing into the marsh with a pained screech, its claws scrabbling in the mud.
Then—her free hand summoned Cade’s bronze shield, just in time to meet Lordi’s Blade of Life-Hater.
CLANGGG—!
The bone blade struck the shield, carving a deep scar across its surface. The rebound force sent Shirley staggering back, her silk robes fluttering, but she held firm, her eyes narrowing with a mocking glint. "Is that all, little brother?" she taunted, her voice a chilling fusion of her own venom and Cade’s stolen timbre, eerie and discordant.
The marsh quaked, the air alive with the screech of metal and the centipede’s hissing fury.
Good.
Shirley’s lips curled higher. Cade’s soul, though insufficient to fully restore her, had stabilized her crumbling form, dulling her fear of Ruru’s soul-devouring beast. The bronze shield, a Dao artifact forged for defense, perfectly countered Lordi’s ferocious blade technique—just as she’d hoped. Of course, her superior cultivation played a part. Her Ninth-Layer cultivation dwarfed the young man, giving her the edge to wield the shield’s power with devastating precision. Without it, overwhelming this brat and his vicious weapon would’ve been far harder.