POP!
The tiny, sesame-sized droplet of hot peanut oil was still three inches away from Empress Luo Qingxue’s snowy right wrist.
To an ordinary mortal housewife, a popping speck of cooking oil meant pulling your hand back an inch and saying “Ouch.”
To a Rank 8 Mid Peak Ice-Sword Empress who had spent the past thirty years fighting life-and-death battles across the cosmos. Moreover, The past ten years fending off soul-torture in the dark abyss, however, a high-temperature projectile flying at her pulse point. Meanwhile, Her guard was down triggered thirty years of supreme martial instinct before she could even blink!
Her silver-blue phoenix eyes flashed with automatic, sovereign counter-attack light!
Without her conscious permission, her dantian’s Rank 8 Mid Peak Ice-Phoenix Sword Core spun a full revolution and unleashed an instant, reflexive Point-Blank Absolute-Zero Sword Counter through the wooden spatula in her hand!
“Wait—no, it’s just oil—!”
Luo Qingxue gasped aloud and tried to pull her spiritual Qi back—but she was a microsecond too late!
