Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
The sky gradually darkened as the clouds turned black. Only the moon hung in the sky, radiating light like layers of thin silver veils.
Under the moon.
No matter how many people made comments, Zhang Ruochen still stayed beside Huang Yanchen. They moved towards the top of Scroll Mountain together, slowly but steadily.
“Seems like an infatuated man.”
Ouyang Huan tapped the arm of his chair with his right hand. His lips moved and his voice transformed into three sound waves that moved to the three Demonic Sect members below.
No matter how infatuated he was, he was still the enemy. As long as he was the enemy, he must be defeated.
Hearing Ouyang Huan’s voice, three figures from the Conquer Seats near the front stood up. They walked towards the steps to block Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen.
Amongst them, the one at the front was the Demonic Saintess, Mu Lingxi.
She wore a loose black robe with a silver moon print on the back. Her white skin stood in stark contrast to the black robe.
Her face was extremely beautiful and her features were delicate. She looked cute and pure, like a teenage girl, but also cold and evil.
A man and a woman stood behind Mu Lingxi to the left and right.
The man on the left was the First Night Emissary of the Demonic Night Palace—Ling Ji. Ten years ago, his cultivation had already reached the pinnacle of the Fish-dragon Realm’s Ninth Change.
His understanding of the Saintly Way had already reached the highest level. He could enter the Half-Saint Realm at any time.
The woman on the right was Luo Sha, the most powerful figure under the Half-Saint Realm of the Five Sha Palace. She was also in the Ninth Change of the Fish-dragon Realm.
The three of them represented the Saintess Palace, the Night Palace, and the Five Sha Palace’s strongest force. Their bodies were also of the Saint level and so they were known as the Holy Trinity.
Zhang Ruochen stopped and raised his head. He looked up at these three powerful figures of the Demonic Sect.
In the end, his gaze landed on Mu Lingxi. They stared at each other and smiled at the same time.
Mu Lingxi seductively licked her lips. Her long lashes trembled as she said coldly, “Lin Yue, go down with Huang Yanchen. Since you’re so in love, I can make the decision on my own as the Saintess, and give you a Conqueror Seat.”
“What if I insist on taking her to a higher level?” Zhang Ruochen said calmly. “Such as the first of the 108 King Seats?”
Mu Lingxi’s eyes stared unblinkingly at Zhang Ruochen. No one knew what she was thinking at this moment.
After a pause, Mu Lingxi’s face turned cold. “Must we fight?”
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Huang Yanchen and then turned back to Mu Lingxi. “I promised Prince Yanchen that I would at least escort her to a King Seat,” he said.
Mu Lingxi didn’t reply, but behind her, Ling Ji huffed coldly. “Lin Yue, you disabled six fighters of my sect in a row. Tonight, it’s uncertain if you can even descend the mountain in one piece, let alone get a spot amongst the King Seats. Saintess, stop wasting time with him. Let’s work together to disable him first, and then Huang Yanchen.”
Zhang Ruochen met eyes with Mu Lingxi. They seemed able to understand each other just by a look. They were both clear that this battle was imminent.
At the top of the mountain, even the intelligent Holy Book’s genius furrowed her brow slightly. She couldn’t really understand the relationship between Lin Yue, Mu Lingxi and Huang Yanchen either.
After all, she’d seen Lin Yue and Mu Lingxi meet secretly with her own eyes. They definitely didn’t have an average relationship. However, Lin Yue seemed to like Huang Yanchen more.
Otherwise, why was he willing to be her guard?
“LinYue and Mu Lingxi are actually going against each other…” The genius girl fanned herself with her delicate hand. Her eyes shone brightly. “This battle is becoming more interesting.”
For some reason, she actually felt gleeful when she saw Mu Lingxi block Lin Yue and Huang Yanchen.
Down the mountain, the disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect all started worrying for Lin Yue after seeing Mu Lingxi, Ling Ji, and Luo Sha appear.
“Ling Ji is the First Night Emissary of the Night Palace. He has the Dark Saint Body and became famous decades ago. How can he team up with others against Senior Brother Apprentice Lin Yue? Isn’t he afraid of tarnishing his reputation?”
“Luo Sha has the Three Spirit Treasured Body, which is as powerful as the Saint Body. Even the other four Sha’s of the Five Sha Palace together can’t defeat her.”
“You’re all wrong! The most powerful one is actually Mu Lingxi, the little Saintess of the Demonic Sect. Don’t think that she’s just young and nameless. She actually has the legendary Ice Phoenix Saint Body. This is more powerful than Ling Ji’s Dark Saint Body and Luo Sha’s Three Spirit Treasured Body. It should be comparable to Lin Yue’s Four Spirit Treasured Body.”
“Apparently, the High Priest of the Demonic Sect really likes Mu Lingxi. He personally performed a huge ritual in the Eastern Region demonic land to help her refine a drop of divine blood.”
“Divine blood? Do you know how powerful that is? How can that little girl refine it?”
Someone from the Black Market said, “This is true. That ritual’s scale was so large that an entire mountainous region outside Gold Night City was burned, turning into a red desert. It’s because of this drop of divine blood that the Saintess can reach the Seventh Change of the Fish-dragon Realm at her young age.”
“In my opinion, she’s already reached the Eighth Change.”
…
Many people discussed Mu Lingxi, talking about her legends.
This was actually normal. After all, this was Mu Lingxi’s first time revealing herself in public. Whether it was her Ice Phoenix Saint Body or her beautiful looks, everything about her attracted attention.
Boom!
Ling Ji raised his left leg and stomped. A scroll underfoot immediately unfurled and spread out, creating a micro-world.
On the scroll, Ling Ji and Luo Sha used their fastest speed to rush out from either side of Mu Lingxi. They both performed a martial arts technique, respectively aiming at Zhang Ruochen’s head and heart.
“Traceless Solo Dragon.”
Ling Ji wielded a 12-foot-long black lance and stabbed forward. Because he was so fast, he seemed to disappear from the spot.
Nine beams of black light emerged from the lance. They wrapped around the weapon, forming scales that extended to the tip.
“Luo Sha’s Nine Changes.”
Of the five elements, Luo Sha manipulated water, wood, and metal elemental power at the same time. She created three 100-foot-long rivers of Spiritual Qi.
Her body split into nine and spread out in all directions. When they neared Zhang Ruochen, the nine figures grouped together. They pushed forward at once, attacking Zhang Ruochen’s head from nine directions.
Ling Ji and Luo Sha both knew that Zhang Ruochen was extremely powerful. Thus, they’d just used their strongest attacks.
“Nine-star Moon Sword.”
Zhang Ruochen raised his Golden Snake Divine Rapier and released his sword technique. Nine beams of sword light shot out at once, hitting Luo Sha’s nine shadows.
There was a muffled grunt from the sky. Then Luo Sha flew backwards quickly. There was a bloody hole in her abdomen. Blood had dyed a big patch on her black robe.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to pursue her and disable her completely. If he could disable one person, the other two would be much easier to deal with.
But after taking a step, Zhang Ruochen realized that Ling Ji’s long lance was already close to him. It was only three feet away from his heart.
As expected of the Dark Saint Body. He’s quite fast.
Zhang Ruochen was forced to give up on Luo Sha. He steadied himself and then stabbed the Golden Snake Divine Rapier into the ground, piercing the scroll.
Boom!
A territory of Sword Qi was formed. It spread in all directions. Within it, a dozen beams of Sword Qi fell upon Ling Ji, forcing him hundreds of feet backward.
“The Eight Barren states, I am the sovereign of all.”
At some point, Mu Lingxi appeared above the territory of Sword Qi. Heavy saintly Qi radiated from her, converging on her right hand.
She pressed down her snow-white hand, creating a huge handprint that reached thousands of feet wide.
Countless people watched the battle on the scroll. Seeing Mu Lingxi’s handprint, someone immediately exclaimed, “The Eight Barren Print!”
“That’s right. This is the Eight Barren Print, the legendary Consummate Skill of the Demonic Sect. Could the Saintess be cultivating the Eight Barren Exercise?”
The print technique that Mu Lingxi had used shocked many people.
Martial arts techniques had four levels: Human, Spiritual, Ghost, and King.
Amongst this, techniques of the King Level were also known as “divine spells.” Instead of being mere techniques, they were powerful enough to cut a river with a sword, crush a mountain with one’s feet, or destroy a city. Their power was unimaginable for mortal beings.
Even a Half-Saint might not be able to fully cultivate a King Level technique. Thus, supreme Ghost Level techniques were the highest someone in the Fish-dragon Realm or Half-Saint Realm could cultivate.
At the same time, the powers of different supreme Ghost Level techniques were different as well. Some stronger ones could release pre-divine power. These were known as Consummate Skills.
The Demonic Sect had ten Consummate Skills. The Eight Barren Print that Mu Lingxi had used was one of them.
The handprint pressed down. Zhang Ruochen’s Sword Qi territory caved in like a flattening balloon.
Boom!
The Sword Qi territory shattered. Countless beams of Sword Qi flew out, uncontrolled.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at it, unfazed. He reached out his left hand and opened his fingers wide. He manipulated the power of the five elements. Immediately after, water, fire, wood, metal, and earth elemental powers formed a flood of Spiritual Qi. They converged on his palm without stopping. This gave his hand five different colors, too.
