Chapter 917: The Azure Moon Immortal

“Ah—!”

Lunar Grace cried out, purely out of fury. She had never encountered anything like this before—Shi Hao was utterly detestable, his voice dripping with infuriating smugness.

Even if nothing had truly happened between them, his shameless, deliberate provocations and lewd remarks were enough to make her flush with embarrassment. Lunar Grace was seething.

From the past till now, she had walked the world as the so-called “Exiled Immortal Maiden,” clad in pristine white, peerless in grace. Never had anyone treated her this way. Even the most outstanding disciples of the great sects, though enamored with her, had always shown her the utmost respect.

**”Bang!”**

In her rage, she briefly regained control of her body. Her slender, jade-like legs tensed, radiant and supple, and with a swift motion, she sent Shi Hao flying with a brutal kick.

“Ouch! Such brutality, you tomboy!” Shi Hao’s mouth was as sharp as ever. Even after taking a heavy blow, he refused to relent, continuing to taunt and provoke Lunar Grace.

Because this was a battle of souls, a clash at the level of the spirit. Every flicker of emotion—anger, joy, sorrow—could tip the scales.

Otherwise, why would Qing Yi act this way, burning her white dress? It was all to provoke Lunar Grace, to unsettle her, to make her falter in fear.

“Tomboy?!” Lunar Grace’s delicate brows twitched. She truly wanted to pummel him, to stomp him into paste. Never in her life had anyone dared call her that.

To the world, she was the Holy Immortal Maiden, blessed with heaven’s grace, revered across the three thousand provinces of the Upper Realm. No one would ever describe her like this!

“Hey, tomboy, let’s swear brotherhood! We’re clearly destined to be pals—I’ll be the big brother, you can be the little sister!” Shi Hao leaned against the cave wall, blood trickling from his lips, still “enthusiastically” engaging with her.

This was beyond endurance!

Lunar Grace was so furious she didn’t even want to kill him outright. No, she wanted to capture him first, then slowly, thoroughly torment him.

Of course, she was no ordinary woman. Even in her rage, she could restrain herself—especially in a life-or-death battle like this.

She lunged again, her bare arms gleaming like polished jade, cutting through the air with a radiant arc.

**”Bang!”**

Yet, her other arm rose just as brilliantly, blocking her own strike and thwarting her attack on Shi Hao.

Clearly, this was Qing Yi’s doing.

How could she let such an opportunity slip? She knew Lunar Grace well—when her emotions were in turmoil, her soul was vulnerable.

Shi Hao was creating chances for her, and she was seizing them with precision.

Because they were, in essence, one and the same. No one understood Lunar Grace’s pride better than Qing Yi—her immaculate nature, her terrifying fastidiousness, her intolerance for any form of defilement.

And now, standing before her “bare” like this, Lunar Grace was undoubtedly overwhelmed with fury.

This was Qing Yi’s moment. As the secondary body, inherently disadvantaged, she seized the initiative, fighting back to suppress Lunar Grace.

Meanwhile, Shi Hao was trying to break free from his own predicament, hoping to undo his seal.

**”Sizzle!”**

Ahead, the snow-white, flawless body began to glow, especially at the brow, where a mysterious symbol formed—two intertwined marks evolving into golden patterns, intricate and dazzling, pulsing with profound power.

Their battle had reached its climax!

**”Hum!”**

The golden symbols trembled, erupting with light that pierced the heavens, warping the void, causing it to crack and split with terrifying black fissures.

This was pure, terrifying soul power—a dormant force deep within their consciousness had been awakened, now surging into the fray.

Long ago, Shi Hao had glimpsed it—a golden gate deep within Qing Yi’s brow, concealing a slumbering divine will, mysterious and formidable.

Now, that power stirred, flowing through the golden gate, nourishing their souls and intensifying the battle.

Faintly, behind that golden gate in the depths of their consciousness, a hazy figure began to awaken—a woman shrouded in golden light, her radiance illuminating the heavens.

This power was terrifying, pure soul energy manifesting. It supported both Lunar Grace and Qing Yi, splitting into two beams, granting them secret strength.

The entire sea of consciousness blazed with light, shining through the flawless body’s brow, growing ever more sacred.

At the same time, the dormant Azure Moon Flame within her was drawn forth, resonating with that soul power—gentle, holy, and noble.

Azure radiance bloomed, forming a halo that enveloped the unclothed, jade-like form, as if a divine moon had descended, cradling an immortal maiden within.

The sight was breathtakingly beautiful.

Shi Hao was stunned, barely able to believe his eyes. Even sealed, he witnessed the astonishing scene.

Lunar Grace’s skull and consciousness were translucent, revealing the unfolding spectacle within.

Her pristine forehead became transparent, the golden gate in her consciousness now clear. The mysterious power summoned the Azure Moon Flame, the two resonating, intertwining.

Since ancient times, only a rare few had been fortunate enough to obtain the ancient flames left behind by fallen True Immortals. Yet, those flames would depart once their purpose—breaking through to the Divine Flame Realm—was fulfilled.

But Qing Yi was different. The Azure Moon Flame never left her. Now, it had even triggered this anomaly.

It was as if the flame was inherently bound to her, resonating with the slumbering woman behind the golden gate, creating this miraculous phenomenon.

Naturally, this also enveloped Lunar Grace, granting her immense benefits.

Because the Azure Moon Flame recognized only soul power—and Qing Yi and Lunar Grace were of the same origin, one and the same. Thus, both were bathed in the sacred light of the azure moon.

“Is this… an evolution?” Shi Hao’s heart raced.

This was no longer just about the fusion of the two women. Their deepest soul power was awakening, joining the battle. Even the imprint of the Azure Moon Fairy, left behind after her fall in the previous era, had stirred, intertwining with them. No one knew what would happen next.

“Azure Moon, Qing Yi, Lunar Grace, the slumbering woman behind the golden gate… Could there truly be a mark of reincarnation?”

Shi Hao frowned. He didn’t believe in reincarnation, but he suspected someone might have left behind a means of revival.

The thought sent a chill down his spine.

“Hey, tomboy, what’s your connection to the Azure Moon Fairy from the Immortal Ancient Era? Don’t tell me you were… her maid?” Shi Hao deliberately provoked Lunar Grace again.

“Tomboy…” Lunar Grace gritted her teeth. She was peerless in beauty, hailed as a world-shaking beauty—how could she possibly be associated with such a term?

Even knowing he was trying to anger her, she couldn’t help it. With a **”bang!”**, she struck again, sending Shi Hao crashing into the cave wall.

Qing Yi naturally intervened, mitigating most of the force.

Even so, Shi Hao grimaced, enduring the tremendous impact. Any other Divine Flame Realm expert would have been reduced to pulp.

But his body was peerless, tempered through heavenly tribulations and refined with a strand of immortal energy. Despite his grievous injuries, he hadn’t shattered.

**”Hum!”**

The void trembled violently.

Upon closer inspection, the mark on Lunar Grace’s brow had grown even more intricate, swirling like a galaxy, channeling the power of the heavens.

And around her flawless, unclothed form, the azure moonlight grew gentler, more sacred, casting her as the very image of the Moon Palace’s fairy.

“This is…” Shi Hao’s heart pounded.

Qing Yi and Lunar Grace clashed within their brows, their soul power merging. The mysterious woman behind the golden gate awakened further, and with the Azure Moon Flame now integrated, an extraordinary transformation unfolded.

A wisp of immortal energy was taking shape!

“The Azure Moon Flame—it’s the power of the Azure Moon!” Shi Hao gasped. The azure moon resonated with them, exuding immortal energy.

How was this possible? It was utterly shocking.

In the past, no one had ever heard of ancient flames aiding in the cultivation of immortal energy. They always departed, never lingering.

Even though everyone knew these flames were remnants of the Immortal Ancient Era—precious seeds left by True Immortals—no one had ever harnessed them like this.

Yet now, this flame, the legacy of the most renowned fairy of the previous era, was actively assisting Lunar Grace and Qing Yi in their evolution. It was… unbelievable.

Most astonishingly, the Azure Moon pulsed in perfect harmony with their soul power, as if they were one and the same.

The wisp of immortal energy grew more tangible, gradually manifesting—pure white and mysterious, exuding an overwhelming aura of the immortal dao!

“Just like that… they’ve taken that step?” Shi Hao was dumbfounded.

Within Qing Yi and Lunar Grace’s brows, their soul power was staggering, far surpassing others of their realm—a golden ocean surging with boundless might.

The Azure Moon hung hazily, its light cascading over the peerless, snow-white form, making it even more divine—and heart-stirringly beautiful beyond words.

Lunar Grace and Qing Yi’s hair fluttered, their faces peerless, eyes brimming with spirit. Their bodies were pure and elegant, slender waists barely a handful, legs long and straight.

It was a breathtaking sight—a peerless fairy radiating immortal light, her aura overwhelming as the immortal energy solidified before their eyes.

The Azure Moon shone brilliantly, suspended in the void, cradling that exquisite form in its glow.

Shi Hao was stunned. They had cultivated immortal energy—that azure moon was too extraordinary.

And now, Qing Yi and Lunar Grace’s battle reached its final stage. Whoever won would dominate, erasing the other entirely.

“Qing Yi, you’re no match for me. I am the true main body!” Lunar Grace declared.

This was bad. If Qing Yi lost, Shi Hao’s fate would be even worse. He immediately shouted, “Hey, tomboy, come at me!”

**”Bang!”**

The Azure Moon descended, slamming into him.

“Ow! Be gentle, you brute!” he yelped in pain.

At the same time, his clothes ignited, leaving him as bare as the fairy beside him, his muscular frame fully exposed.

“What are you trying to do? I won’t submit!” Shi Hao declared righteously—clearly still provoking Lunar Grace.

“I’ll burn you to ashes!” Lunar Grace snapped.

The Azure Moon pressed down, its light transforming into flames capable of incinerating all.

But then, Shi Hao’s body also began to glow. The mysterious flame within him reemerged, repelling the Azure Moon’s light—shocking Lunar Grace.

Seizing the moment, Qing Yi launched a fierce assault, forcing Lunar Grace into a desperate defense.

**”Bang!”**

The two tangled, their ivory-like forms collapsing onto Shi Hao.

Now, none of them had a shred of clothing left—this was truly intimate contact.

“Ah! It hurts! Tomboy, you’re so heavy! You’re crushing me!”

At this critical juncture, Lunar Grace and Qing Yi were locked in their final struggle. Even in her rage, Lunar Grace ignored him, focusing solely on subduing Qing Yi.

**”Bang!”**

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around Shi Hao’s neck, pulling him into close contact.

“Ah! Lunar Grace, what are you doing? I refuse! Let go!” Shi Hao cried out.

Lunar Grace’s delicate nose nearly twisted in fury. Humiliated, she shrieked, “Qing Yi! What are you doing?!”

Shi Hao yelled back, “Lies! It’s you, Lunar Grace! Qing Yi and I are practically an old married couple. You’re the one forcing yourself on me, you shameless tomboy! Get off!”

“Nonsense!” Lunar Grace screamed, attacking Qing Yi’s soul. “Qing Yi, have you lost your mind? Don’t play with fire!”

“Lunar Grace, you brute! I misjudged you! Forcing yourself on me—I’d rather die than submit!” Shi Hao howled.

Lunar Grace was on the verge of madness. Mid-battle, she had to endure his infuriating noise. Worse, she couldn’t extinguish that flame of his, which even repelled the Azure Moon’s light.

**”Bang!”**

Shi Hao was struck again, but the body atop him pressed down further.

Though he could barely move, he didn’t waste the opportunity. Faced with the full, snow-white softness before him, he opened his mouth and bit down.

Muffled, he cried, “I won’t submit!”

“Qing Yi, if you dare go mad, we’ll perish together!” Lunar Grace shrieked, the sensations driving her to the brink of insanity.

But Qing Yi remained resolute. To resist Lunar Grace’s innate advantage as the main body, she fought with everything she had.

The next moment, Shi Hao’s eyes widened.

Lunar Grace froze, struggling desperately. “Qing Yi, have you lost your mind?! Don’t play with fire!”