“A game?”

Cai Ni frowned. The silver-haired girl made it sound so casual, but surely she didn’t really want to play a game with them. She was probably just using that as an excuse to toy with them.

But Cai Ni had no choice. If he wanted to live, he could only do as she said.

“What kind of game would you like to play?”

At Cai Ni’s question, Bai Ye’s lips curled slightly.

The fact that Cai Ni had asked meant he still held out hope of surviving. Bai Ye would make him understand: the greater his hope now, the deeper his despair would be later!

“Choose three of your people to fight me. If even one of them can beat me... no, if they can so much as touch the hem of my clothes, I’ll let you all go. Of course, I won’t use any magic during the match. I’ll only use hand-to-hand combat, so don’t worry. I won’t use magic to bully you.”

At her words, everyone looked toward Cai Ni and his two brothers, Second and Third.

Of all of them, those three were the strongest and had the best chance of winning them an opportunity to survive.

The three understood what everyone expected of them. They didn’t even bother asking the others’ opinions; they’d already accepted that they would represent the group in the other party’s “game.”

“Big Brother, what do you think? Do we have a chance?”

“If she really doesn’t use magic, then we do have a chance... provided she keeps her word.”

“Then you mean...”

“If you get the chance, go for the kill!”

Cai Ni kept his voice low, hiding his murderous intent.

He was respectful to the girl in front of him because he wanted to live. If he got the chance to take her life, he wouldn’t hesitate either.

“Who’ll go first?”

“I will...”

Third Brother stood up. He was the weakest of the three, and the one who cared most about his brothers.

“Big Brother, Second Brother, let me go first.”

The other two fell silent. They both knew that when they knew nothing about their opponent’s strength, the first to go had the slimmest chance of success...

Even so, it was the most sensible choice.

Having the weaker of the three test their opponent’s strength would give the more powerful Big Brother and Second Brother a better chance.

“...Be careful.”

After a long silence, Cai Ni could only manage those three words.

If their third brother failed, the silver-haired girl before them probably wouldn’t spare his life. But they had no choice. The only thing Cai Ni could do now was pray that his third brother would succeed.

“Finished talking?”

Looking at Third Brother standing in front of her, Bai Ye couldn’t even be bothered to ask his name. She simply beckoned him over.

“Then let’s begin.”

The moment Bai Ye finished speaking, Third Brother charged at her with the saber in his hand.

He’d always wondered why this seemingly delicate girl was so confident even without using magic.

He’d heard that Saint Cultivators had better physical abilities than ordinary people, but were they really enough to make her this confident?

Touch the hem of her clothes? What a joke. If he got the chance, he’d bury his blade in her neck!

Third Brother charged at Bai Ye with a fierce look, but she didn’t seem to have any intention of dodging. She had no weapon in her hands, so surely she couldn’t block a blade.

If so, how exactly did she plan to deal with him?

“You arrogant fool! Keep standing there, and you’ll be cut in half!”

The distance between them was already short. Third Brother’s blade reached Bai Ye in the blink of an eye.

He was already starting to rejoice. He was right next to the silver-haired girl, and she still hadn’t moved. No matter how capable she was, could she really dodge this slash?

“Die!”

Third Brother swung with all his strength, slashing at Bai Ye. But to his surprise, before his blade could even touch her, a sharp pain struck his chest!

The pain was so intense that every muscle in his body seized. The blade flew from his hand.

The silver-haired girl had somehow struck first, moving at incredible speed to punch him right in the heart!

“Guh!”

Third Brother stared at the soft, pale fist against his chest, unable to understand how it could hold so much power. His whole body went limp, like a balloon with all its air let out, and he collapsed to the ground.

With difficulty, Third Brother turned his head and glared at Bai Ye, his eyes full of resentment. He couldn’t even get a word out.

That punch had hit his heart like a heavy hammer. His heart was already damaged, and when he tried to speak, all that came out was a mouthful of blood.

No matter how unwilling Third Brother was, his life was rapidly slipping away. No one could save him.

His eyelids grew heavier, and his vision blurred. He tried to force himself to stay alert, but in the end he couldn’t fight off the exhaustion and darkness brought on by his fading life.

At last, after a few breaths, he closed his eyes. All his humiliation, anger, resentment, and every other emotion dissolved like bubbles.

Third Brother was dead...