「In the elegant private room of a wine shop.」
A bunch of good-for-nothings!
Ye Yun put down his chopsticks, a sneer of contempt on his face.
This lowly Huanhuan Sect. The art of dual cultivation they practice is the worst—the Yang harvesting and Yin supplement technique. The reason the Saintess of the Huanhuan Sect had a lustful reaction towards Jun Moxiao is solely due to the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline. The Ancestral Dragon Bloodline, extremely firm and Yang, is irresistible to the female Cultivators of the Huanhuan Sect.
TAP. TAP. Ye Yun gently tapped the tabletop, silently calculating Luo Li and Jun Moxiao’s cultivation progress.
If they can withstand the attacks from both the Blood Robe Sect and the Huanhuan Sect, they might achieve a second breakthrough. After all, the God-level Dragon and Tiger Pill they took for the first time had astonishing effects. Moreover, their bodies, remolded by the Ancestral Dragon Blood, far surpass those of their peers! This left their potential far from being fully realized. This arduous battle today is precisely what could enable them to break through under immense pressure!
Ye Yun looked forward to seeing the outcome.
The battle still raged intensely.
The old woman squinted. Witnessing the relentless attacks, she observed that although the two youths were hard-pressed, they skillfully used their exquisite movement technique to continuously conjure one Divine Dragon Phantom after another. Circulating in the air, they skillfully dodged all sorts of attacks.
She furrowed her brows.
These two young people look unfamiliar; where did they come from? Judging by their youth... one sixteen or seventeen, the other only fifteen or sixteen. To possess such a cultivation base at such a young age is truly commendable. The Saintess of the Huanhuan Sect, heavily nurtured with the Sect’s resources since childhood, only reached the ninth layer of the Origin Sea Realm at twenty. The aptitude of these two young ones before her is no weaker than that of her sect’s own Saintess. The old woman’s eyes were very sharp; she saw it at a glance. Even her own Saintess would definitely not be able to hold out if besieged by so many Origin Sea Realm Cultivators alone.
After an incense stick’s worth of time, Zhou Mengying, whose body was experiencing unusual sensations, finally couldn’t endure it anymore.
"Ma’am, capture that young man and end this battle quickly," Zhou Mengying urged, feeling an unbearable hunger and thirst.
"Yes, Young Mistress."
The elderly woman nodded respectfully, a smug smile creeping onto her face. As a great Cultivator of the Shaping God Realm, catching a Cultivator at the fifth layer of the Origin Sea Realm is as easy for me as an eagle snatching a chick.
Just as she took a step—
Suddenly, a deafening roar resounded in her mind. The sound was so powerful it made her stagger, and she instantly fainted.
"Ma’am, what’s wrong?"
Zhou Mengying was startled and quickly supported the collapsing woman.
The elderly woman’s eyes were tightly shut, her Soul plunged into unconsciousness.
Bai Yufeng came over, looking astonished at this great Cultivator at the Second Layer of the Shaping God Realm, who was now unconscious.
Suddenly fainting... It’s exactly the same as Elder Liu’s situation earlier.
Could it be that a hidden master nearby secretly attacked this Shaping God Realm expert from the Huanhuan Sect?
Bai Yufeng cautiously scanned his surroundings but found no clues.
To make a great Cultivator of the Shaping God Realm lose consciousness so mysteriously, perhaps only a Divine Bridge Realm Cultivator could achieve such a feat. But where in the Ancient Moon Dynasty could one find Divine Bridge Realm experts? Even Half-Step Divine Bridge Realm experts are limited to just the old Sword Saint from the Sword God Sect.
「At one corner of the plaza.」
The unassuming Black Horse shook its head and gave a soft sneeze, its eyes filled with intense mockery.
A mere Shaping God Realm Cultivator dares to harbor designs on the Master’s Successors? Didn’t they see that I, Uncle Ma, am right here guarding them! Whoever dares to touch the two young masters is disrespecting me, Old Ma! HUMPH! I, Uncle Ma, am here; who dares to be arrogant?
Seeing Little Black (the Black Horse) having twice blocked the attempts of Shaping God Realm Cultivators to intervene, Ye Yun smiled faintly.
Suddenly, an emerald-green fruit appeared in his hand.
With a flick of his finger, the emerald-green fruit, suffused with Dao Rhythm, vanished into the void.
The next moment, a familiar voice reached the Black Horse’s ears.
Before it could utter the last word, it suddenly found a fruit in its mouth. This fruit, suffused with Dao Rhythm, emitted an unimaginably deadly and alluring Super Divine Dragon Breath. As if fearing the Super Divine Dragon Breath would leak, it swallowed it without hesitation.
After eating this green fruit, its eyes suddenly shone with brilliant light. It seemed to have gained an immense benefit.
The Black Horse gently pawed the ground, unable to conceal its inner ecstasy.
The Master had given me a God-level Dao Fruit, allowing me to ascend a level. This feeling... it’s simply marvelous!
After settling the old nanny, Zhou Mengying drew her treasured sword and walked towards the center of the square. Although she didn’t know why the old nanny had fainted, this battle could not continue; she had to end it quickly. Capture that young man and leave this place immediately.
"Junior Brother, the Saintess from the Huanhuan Sect is coming towards you. Be careful," Luo Li softly reminded from the side.
"Senior Sister, don’t worry! I can take it!"
Jun Moxiao watched Zhou Mengying approach and let out a cold laugh.
Right now, he wished the pressure of the battle would intensify; the stronger it became, the better. The greater the pressure, the faster the medicinal effects of the Dragon Tiger Pill would circulate. Perhaps... he could even break through another minor realm.
With the addition of Zhou Mengying, an expert at the ninth layer of the Origin Sea Realm, the battle instantly became more thrilling.
As the Saintess of the Huanhuan Sect, Zhou Mengying’s combat prowess was also astonishing. Her target was now solely Jun Moxiao.
For a time, Jun Moxiao found himself perilously dodging powerful sword light attacks and was even struck by several swords. Because the quality of his Emperor Level Robe had degraded, Zhou Mengying’s sharp Sword Qi pierced through it, injuring him!
Jun Moxiao’s face was set with determination. He showed no sign of retreat and continued to battle fiercely with Zhou Mengying.
He felt he was getting closer and closer to his breakthrough. Especially after being struck by several sword attacks, the pressure reached its peak, and the urge to break through intensified.
As Zhou Mengying focused her attacks on Jun Moxiao, more Origin Sea Realm Cultivators simultaneously assaulted Luo Li.
Luo Li also faced a tremendous crisis. She, too, began to sustain injuries and bleed.
Nevertheless, relying on their formidable physiques, both managed to hold on.
"Little Brother, why are you still stubbornly resisting? Surrender quickly and return with me to the Huanhuan Sect. I’ll take you as my Saintess’s consort," Zhou Mengying said, her longsword weaving sharp and elusive patterns of light as she let out enchanting laughter. Her voice carried a natural enchantment, enough to sway one’s mind.
However, Jun Moxiao remained unaffected. His sword-heart was clear and resolute. Coupled with possessing the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline, he had a natural defensive power against such sinister techniques.
The battle continued for another incense stick’s worth of time.
With two sharp sounds, BANG! BANG! Jun Moxiao and Luo Li, after enduring a bitter struggle, astonishingly broke through simultaneously at this very moment.
Jun Moxiao broke through to the sixth layer of the Origin Sea Realm!
Luo Li broke through to the Third Layer of the Origin Sea Realm!
At this instant, their auras surged dramatically. Their Sword Qi was biting, their momentum imposing as a rainbow, and like a massive tide, they fiercely counterattacked.