Chapter 892: Chapter 886: Flower God
This sword struck a vital point.
“You guys aren’t poisoned?”
The old woman’s expression was shocked. Her disguise was flawless; how could it be exposed? Moreover, she had chosen to act three days later, thinking she’d be undiscovered even then?
“Was there really poison in the tea?”
Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly.
“What? You didn’t know there was poison in the tea? Then why did you notice?”
The old woman’s face turned sullen.
“Because of your fragrance.”
Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes, “Why would an old granny with dirty and torn clothes have a unique floral scent? And it’s a mixture of a hundred different flowers. As far as I know, only the Flower God under the Empress can emit such a fragrance.”
“Your disguise was indeed flawless, but unfortunately, you overlooked a detail.”
Ye Xuan’s lips curved into a smile.
The old woman’s eyes darkened, and then with a ‘crack,’ her body began to crack, shedding skin like peeling bark, revealing smooth, flawless snow-white skin beneath.
The previously hunched figure straightened, revealing a tall and graceful figure with straight, round legs, uplifted chest and hips, and hidden features that were stunning, exuding a unique alluring charm.
This was a breathtakingly beautiful woman, with long black hair cascading down, skin as white as snow, elegant eyebrows, a delicate nose, and soft lips, with no flaws to be found.
“So it really is you.”
Ye Xuan was unsurprised; he had long anticipated this scenario.
The opponent was indeed Xing Liuli’s subordinate, Hua Yinger, the Flower God.
The wounds on Hua Yinger’s body quickly healed, but the sword strike to her vital point had greatly diminished her strength.
Having lost the initiative, Hua Yinger decided not to entangle further with Ye Xuan and the other. The situation was unfavorable for her now.
“This Void Divine Ship is only so big; where can you run?”
Ye Xuan sneered, his figure flickering, arriving in front of Hua Yinger to block her path.
Seeing Ye Xuan standing before her, Hua Yinger’s eyes showed a cold light. She knew Ye Xuan’s injuries from his fight with the Sky-covering Demon Emperor were hard to heal, so even if he tried to block her, the question was if he could.
The two exchanged blows; Hua Yinger pushed Ye Xuan back, but she was also forced to retreat.
“Yaoer, keep her here.”
Ye Xuan knew he couldn’t handle Hua Yinger alone with his current strength, but now Nangong Yao’s power had returned, and together, they could easily take down Hua Yinger. Their previous strategic plays had proven effective; otherwise, it might have been troublesome.
Nangong Yao’s pretty face suddenly turned cold, and her aura erupted instantly, pushing the Nine Yin Ice Soul Divine Body to the limit. At this moment, Nangong Yao’s aura reached its peak.
“Little sister, you think you can contend with me?”
Seeing she couldn’t escape, Hua Yinger gave up the idea of fleeing. She refused to believe her strength couldn’t handle two wounded people.
“The little sister you’re talking about will take your life.”
Nangong Yao’s eyes showed a trace of killing intent. On this Void Divine Ship, neither side has an escape route; it’s a matter of life and death, no third option. Hua Yinger chased onto the Void Divine Ship to ambush them; she must be eliminated this time.
“Then let’s see your skills.”
With a flip of her palm, Hua Yinger conjured a flower-like weapon, its guts turning, transforming into a sharp weapon that attacked Nangong Yao.
“Nine Yin Heavenly Spin!”
Holding a long sword, Nangong Yao spun like a butterfly, descending from the sky towards Hua Yinger.
“Flawless Flower Shadow.”
Hua Yinger waved her hand, summoning cherry blossoms that bloomed in mid-air, each petal containing incredible destructive power, clashing with Nangong Yao’s Sword Qi.
Qi Force exploded continuously, producing deafening blasts.
Their battle was fierce, fiercely competitive, not easily determined.
Ye Xuan observed the fight intently, though he hadn’t taken action yet. He wasn’t trying to play the gentleman but was waiting for the best chance to strike for assured victory.
Patience always brings opportunity.
In just a brief moment, he found the perfect opportunity.
Without hesitating, Ye Xuan struck, swiftly piercing the vital point of Hua Yinger with a finger turned sword.
Hua Yinger reacted quickly, evading the vital point at the last moment, but Ye Xuan’s next strike arrived, employing a series of three fatal attacks.
In the blink of an eye, Hua Yinger had accumulated several sword wounds.
Faced with two opponents, Hua Yinger was undeniably overwhelmed. As moved as spoken, “Bang!” Hua Yinger received a palm strike from Nangong Yao, imbued with Nine Yin Cold Qi, directly invading Hua Yinger’s lungs.
She spat a mouthful of blood, retreating consecutively, yet Ye Xuan had already chosen his timing, stabbing a sword directly into Hua Yinger’s heart.
At the same time, a hint of killing intent flashed in Nangong Yao’s eyes. For a Seven Star Purple Gold Commander, a heart stab won’t kill; only a head explosion ensures death.
Whoosh! Nangong Yao’s precious sword left a sharp arc in mid-air, slashing towards Hua Yinger’s face.
On the brink of being killed, Hua Yinger finally couldn’t resist, opening her mouth to beg for mercy.
“Surrender? Who would believe your lies!”
Nangong Yao still slashed down.
Hua Yinger closed her eyes, awaiting her fated death.
Sparks flew, a sword blocked Hua Yinger’s face, and it was Ye Xuan’s Thunder Abyss Sword.
“Let’s hear what she has to say.”
Ye Xuan wanted to hear Hua Yinger’s words; if she were merely trying to muddle through, he would destroy the flower without hesitation. But if she truly wanted to surrender, it would be a great advantage. Being Xing Liuli’s trusted aide, if the Flower God was willing to submit to him, it meant placing a pawn beside Xing Liuli, which would undeniably be beneficial.
“I sincerely wish to surrender; as long as I can save my life, anything is negotiable.”
Hua Yinger showed a pitiful expression, a sight that would make ordinary men sympathetic. However, Ye Xuan wouldn’t be swayed. He’s aware of the peril of allure, not driven by carnal impulses. Such beautiful but dangerous women are dealt with only in two ways: kill them or firmly control them; no third option.