In midair, a cyan divine bird was gliding forward; atop the bird stood a barefoot fairy dressed in black robes, motionless—”Jing Jing” (Calm Calm)—standing still upon it!
Distance rapidly vanished as the fairy approached at high speed. Strangely, no one could sense the movement of either the fairy or the bird. For an instant, Qiao San even thought it was they themselves drifting toward her!
A quiet sky, a serene aura, a tranquil fairy—”Purple Mansion Holy Maiden” had finally appeared, and with her arrival, an eerie stillness instantly invaded everyone’s souls.
“Junior apprentice sister Xiao You, Master Taiyuan has ordered me to escort you back to the mountain!”
In the midst of the sky, a blue divine bird was swiftly cutting through the air; atop the bird stood a barefooted fairy clad in black robes—”Jingjing” stood there serenely!
The distance was rapidly diminishing, and the fairy was quickly approaching. Strangely, however, everyone felt as if neither the fairy nor the bird was moving; in a daze, Qiao San even thought that it was their own position that was “floating” towards the fairy.
The tranquil sky, the serene atmosphere, the calm fairy—the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion had finally appeared. As soon as she made her entrance, the mystical “calmness” had already invaded everyone’s hearts.
“Little You, Master Taiyuan has sent me to bring you back to the mountain!”
The calm and unruffled words reached Little You’s heart. At that moment, filled with hatred, Little You’s heart instantly became as still as water, and the immortal aura suppressed by the flames of hatred began to swirl around her body.
The same words reached the ears of Twelve and Qiao San, but they did not feel comforted. The rogue Qiao San felt a shock in his heart, and he too became “calm,” but it was not a peaceful calm—it was the kind of calm that precedes the end of a heartbeat, the kind of calm that could kill.
—Such a formidable “Plain Maiden’s Technique”!
“Giggle, giggle…” Twelve’s laughter rang out again, and Qiao San suddenly awoke from his “dream,” only to realize that he had “calmed” into a cold sweat!
If he were to die in such a “calm” manner, it would truly be beyond belief!
The serene atmosphere made Little You doubt nothing of the Dark Maiden’s words, but the deep-seated resentment in her heart still made her insist, “Sister, after I kill the rogue Qiao San, I will return to the mountain with you to seek forgiveness from Master!”
“Little sister, your resentment runs deep. It is not wise to add more bloodshed to your hands!” The Dark Maiden, standing in mid-air with her robes fluttering, calmly looked at the enemy Little You had pointed out, naturally seeing Qiao San’s naked body.
The Dark Maiden was indeed no ordinary woman; she felt nothing at the sight of a man’s nakedness, neither joy nor sorrow, as natural as seeing flowers or stones. After calmly glancing at Qiao San, her unperturbed eyes stirred waves upon seeing Twelve.
“Whoosh!” The intangible void trembled violently, and the entire space seemed to spark with the collision of destinies!
“You are the Mystic Fox!”
“You are the Plain Maiden!”
Almost at the same instant, Twelve and the Dark Maiden each uttered similar words, leaving outsiders bewildered, only sensing the drastic change in the atmosphere.
For millennia, the confrontation between the earthly realm and the heavenly realm has been as eternal as the cosmic balance of yin and yang. The yin scriptures gave birth to the “Mystic Fox’s Secret Technique,” and the yang scriptures correspondingly produced the “Plain Maiden’s Technique.”
The Mystic Fox and the Plain Maiden, destined to be natural adversaries, were bound to clash one day, but no one expected their first encounter to begin in such an unexpected manner.
The Blue Luan let out a long, low cry, its wings gently fluttering as it carried its master downward, while the Fox Princess stepped forward with measured grace.
Though it was just a single step, Qiao San’s vision blurred. In his eyes and heart, Twelve had transformed into someone unfamiliar, so beautiful that he even felt unworthy to look upon her.
Fox Twelve was no longer the modest girl or the innocent maiden. As her delicate foot lifted, ethereal mist began to swirl around the Mystic Fox. When her foot touched the ground, the unparalleled beauty shed the disguise of the mortal world. In that one step, the familiar and ordinary Twelve had become the radiant and ever-changing Mystic Fox.
“Fox Twelve greets the Holy Maiden Sister!” Twelve bowed gracefully, her figure leaning forward, her flowing hair and breath following a strange rhythm. As the mist around her body thinned, the Mystic Fox’s unparalleled jade breasts trembled with a breathtaking wave.
Qiao San suddenly realized that the earth had somehow reached the height of summer, and a fiery passion erupted from the depths of his heart.
The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion naturally understood that her destined adversary had launched an attack. If her emotions were controlled by the Mystic Fox, her hard-earned “Plain Maiden’s Technique” would be wasted. Though the soul magic was miraculous, its dangers were even more terrifying.
“Little sister Twelve truly lives up to her reputation. The Dark Maiden returns the greeting.” The Dark Maiden’s voice remained calm and unruffled, her barefooted figure subtly moving, a radiant glow enveloping her flawless form. Though the light was not dazzling, it firmly “anchored” the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion within the “waves” created by Twelve, and the sky’s “scene” instantly changed.
In Qiao San’s perception, the fiery passion suddenly “awakened,” and the height of summer was strangely enveloped by the depths of winter. The red glow that had permeated the earth turned snow-white.
“Giggle…” The Dark Maiden’s counterattack was not unexpected by Twelve. If the Plain Maiden only had this much skill, she would have been disappointed.
The laughter was still pleasant and clear, but it had transformed from coquettish to dignified. The exquisite jade breasts silently disappeared into the mist, and an air of elegance and grace emanated from her body. At this moment, the fox demon resembled a fairy even more. “Holy Maiden Sister, since you’ve come from afar, why not descend to the ground and join me? The wind in the sky is cold and might harm your body!”
To outsiders, it would seem as if these two were truly a pair of celestial sisters. But Qiao San’s expression changed once more, feeling as if the softness of spring had enveloped him, his mind in a daze. Even though this was a life-and-death battlefield, his eyelids felt drawn together, gradually closing.
“Thank you for your concern, little sister. The Dark Maiden is accustomed to the cold and is not used to the dust of the ground.” The words remained calm and unruffled. Compared to the ever-changing Mystic Fox, the Plain Maiden seemed much more monotonous. However, when the clear voice reached her ears, Little You, who had also been drowsy, suddenly opened her eyes wide.
This time, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion was not merely defending. Her cold words flowed like a clear stream, steadily and unhurriedly, towards the ever-changing Mystic Fox trapped in the “icy water.”
Twelve, unwilling to have her cultivation broken, shifted her focus, and her aura changed once more…
…The transformations continued, the spiritual battle determined to decide the victor.
One was ever-changing, with endless methods; the other was serene, with unwavering divine powers. This was not only a battle between demon and immortal but also a fight between “movement” and “stillness.”
The sky’s seasons shifted constantly, with illusory winds and clouds, and flashes of lightning in the realm of consciousness. In moments, the Mystic Fox and the Plain Maiden had engaged in several perilous life-and-death duels. Meanwhile, Qiao San, Beigong Zhen, and Little You, the three spectators, had already been overwhelmed by the “spectacle,” feeling dizzy and disoriented, unable to tell north from south or distinguish the present from the past.
With a jolt of consciousness, Qiao San automatically awakened. He did not like the feeling of being manipulated, and his wild nature surged like a stampede of ten thousand horses, colliding with the unique—Ten Yang energy within his body.
“Hmph!” A flash of understanding gently crossed his mind, and Qiao San, blessed with insight, instinctively let out a cold snort. Though faint and without complex changes, it stirred a powerful mystical wind that fiercely dispersed the “strange phenomena” in the sky!
Both the Mystic Fox and the Plain Maiden trembled, involuntarily stepping back.
The same words reached the ears of Shi Er and Qiao San, but neither felt comforted. Qiao San felt his heart jolt and he, too, became “still”—but not a peaceful stillness. It was the stillness of a heartbeat about to cease, a terrifying stillness that could kill a man!
—How formidable is this “Suyu Art!”
“Ke, ke…” Shi Er’s laughter rang out again. Qiao San abruptly awoke from his “dream,” only then realizing he had broken into a cold sweat from that deadly stillness!
To die so silently, so peacefully—truly beyond comprehension!
The serene aura gave Xiao You no doubt toward the fairy’s words, yet deep-rooted hatred still drove her to insist, “Senior sister, let me kill this scoundrel Qiao San first, then I shall return with you to the mountain and beg Master’s forgiveness!”
“Junior sister, your resentment runs deep; you must not add more bloodshed!” The fairy standing midair, her robes fluttering, calmly gazed at the enemy Xiao You pointed to—naturally laying eyes on Qiao San’s naked body.
Indeed, this celestial maiden was no ordinary woman. She showed no reaction whatsoever to the sight of a man’s nakedness—no joy, no sorrow, as natural as seeing flowers or stones. Her gaze passed over Qiao San calmly, yet when it fell upon Shi Er, her tranquil eyes stirred like a storm!
“Boom!” The invisible void trembled violently, as if the entire space were flashing with sparks of destined collision!
“You are the Xuan Fox!”
“You are the Su Maiden!”
Almost simultaneously, Shi Er and the fairy uttered similar words, leaving outsiders completely puzzled, only feeling the fierce fluctuation of the space’s aura.
For millions of years, the standoff between the mortal and celestial realms had been as immutable as the universe’s yin and yang. Yin gave rise to the “Xuan Fox Secret Art,” and Yang responded with the “Suyu Art!”
Xuan Fox and Su Maiden—destiny had decreed them natural rivals, fated to clash one day. Yet no one had expected their first confrontation to begin so unexpectedly!
The Azure Phoenix let out a long, low cry, gently flapping its wings as it descended with its rider. Meanwhile, the fox princess stepped forward unhurriedly.
Though merely a single step, Qiao San’s vision blurred. The Shi Er in his eyes and heart had completely transformed—so unfamiliar, so beautiful, that a man could hardly bear to look up at her!
Fox Shi Er was no longer a simple village girl, nor an innocent maiden. As her delicate foot lifted, illusory mist swirled around the Xuan Fox. When her foot touched the ground, her unparalleled beauty cast off all pretense of mundanity. In that single step, the familiar, approachable Shi Er had become the radiant, ever-changing Xuan Fox!
“Fox Shi Er greets Holy Maiden sister!” Shi Er gracefully bowed, her figure graceful, her cascading hair and floating aura following a strange rhythm. The mist around her body faded slightly, and the unparalleled beauty of her twin peaks sent shockwaves through the air!
Suddenly, Qiao San felt as if the earth had entered midsummer, a fiery passion erupting from deep within his heart!
The Purple Mansion Holy Maiden naturally understood that her destined rival had already launched an attack. If her mind was swayed by the Xuan Fox, her painstaking cultivation of the “Suyu Art” would be for naught. Though her soul-based techniques were miraculous, they carried even greater peril!
“Little sister Shi Er, your reputation is well-earned. Let me return the courtesy.” The fairy’s voice remained calm, her bare feet subtly shifting. A radiant glow enveloped her flawless figure—not dazzling, yet enough to steady the Holy Maiden against the “waves” created by Shi Er. Instantly, the scene in the sky transformed!
To Qiao San, the fiery passion suddenly “sobered” up, as if midsummer had been abruptly replaced by a harsh winter. The red glow enveloping the earth turned pure, blinding white!
“Ke ke ke…” The fairy’s counterattack was no surprise to Shi Er. If the Su Maiden had only this much ability, she would have been disappointed instead.
The laughter remained melodious and crisp, yet now it carried dignity instead of seduction. Her exquisite peaks silently vanished into the mist, exuding grace and elegance. At this moment, the fox spirit seemed more like a fairy. “Holy Maiden sister, you’ve come such a long way. Why not descend and share a cup with little sister? The wind is cold up here, and it may harm your health.”
To outsiders, it would sound as if the two were truly a pair of celestial sisters. But Qiao San’s expression changed again—he felt as if spring’s soft warmth had enveloped him, his mind growing hazy. Even in this life-or-death battlefield, his eyelids seemed to draw together irresistibly!
“Thank you for your concern, but Xuan Nu has always preferred solitude and is unaccustomed to earthly dust!” Her voice remained calm, seemingly monotonous compared to the ever-changing Xuan Fox. Yet as the clear tone entered their ears, Xiao You—who had been drifting into drowsiness—immediately opened her eyes wide!
This time, the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden wasn’t merely defending. Her cool, clear voice flowed like a mountain stream—steady and unhurried—heading toward the ever-changing Xuan Fox trapped in the “icy waters.”
Shi Er, unwilling to have her cultivation undone, shifted her focus and transformed her aura once more…
……………………The transformation continued, and the spiritual battle vowed to determine superiority!
One ever-changing with infinite techniques; the other serene and unshakable—this was both a battle between demon and immortal, and a clash between “movement” and “stillness.”
The sky cycled through the four seasons endlessly, illusory winds and clouds rising, lightning flashing in the mind. In an instant, the Xuan Fox and Su Maiden had already faced life-and-death confrontations multiple times. Meanwhile, Qiao San, Beigong Zhen, and Xiao You—mere spectators—had long been dazed and confused by the surreal spectacle, unable to distinguish directions or even time itself.
A sudden jolt of spiritual awareness snapped Qiao San back to consciousness. He despised being manipulated. His wild nature surged like a thousand galloping horses, crashing against the unique “Ten Yang Energy” within his body!
“Hmph!” A sudden realization brushed through his mind. As if blessed by fate, he instinctively let out a cold snort. Though faint and unremarkable, this simple sound unleashed a powerful arcane wind, violently scattering the “illusions” in the sky!
Simultaneously, the Xuan Fox and Su Maiden both shuddered involuntarily, retreating instinctively!
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