Chapter 66: The Aura of the Immortals

“Who are you?” Xuan Nu’s calm gaze fixed on the defiant figure standing tall before her, her deep eyes showing a rare flicker of emotion. Any mortal capable of breaking through a soul-realm spiritual barrier would command attention, no matter who he was!

“Master San, prepare to escape!”

Shi’er had no intention of letting Qiao San engage in conversation with Xuan Nu. She knew her own abilities well. Once her “Mystic Fox Art” became entangled with the “Su Nu Manual,” she would have no chance against Xuan Nu in actual combat—escape would be her only option!

After the initial surge of adrenaline, Qiao San’s rogue nature gave way to deep regret. He could clearly feel the icy stare of the seemingly cold holy maiden fixed upon him, like thorns digging into his back—it was extremely uncomfortable! How foolish it was to stick his head out like that!

“Senior sister, you absolutely must not let that rogue Qiao San escape!”

Xiao You had never let up her watch on Qiao San. She immediately noticed the subtle movement of her enemy’s feet. The anxious girl leapt into the air while shouting urgently, “They’re trying to escape, senior sister! Hurry and act!”

“Junior sister, don’t be hasty. I have my own treasure to capture him!” Qing Luan’s wings trembled, causing Xuan Nu’s beautiful hair to flutter gently. The pure, serene expression on the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden’s face finally changed—but this change nearly made Qiao San and Shi’er’s souls leap from their bodies in terror!

With a gentle flick of her long sleeve, an emerald jade bracelet flew from Xuan Nu’s sleeve. As her jade lips parted slightly, the treasure transformed into a streak of radiant, shifting light, shooting rapidly toward Qiao San and Shi’er.

In an instant, the bracelet expanded with the wind, growing from the size of a palm to a diameter of one chi. When it reached the air above its targets, the divine bracelet emitted an irresistible suction force, locking their bodies in place. At the same time, the treasure flew down like a meteor—swift as lightning and heavy as a mountain!

No matter how desperately Shi’er dodged, no matter how fiercely Qiao San resisted, they ultimately could not escape the bracelet’s crushing blow!

“Ugh!” Qiao San and Shi’er both spat blood, but the heavenly treasure was truly miraculous—Beigong Zhen, who Qiao San held in his arms, remained completely unharmed!

“Senior sister, I want to personally kill that rogue Qiao San!” Xiao You’s voice of hatred signaled the beginning of the final blow. Her beautiful ghostly eyes were already slicing Qiao San into pieces a thousand times over.

“Junior sister, let me handle it instead. Your Dao heart is not yet stable; adding more karma may affect your future cultivation!”

Xuan Nu shook her head calmly. The fairy, embodying serenity, remained utterly composed, seemingly indifferent to worldly emotions. The exchange between the two female cultivators decided a life or death matter as casually as if discussing the fate of an ant.

“Damn it!” A furious roar exploded in Qiao San’s mind. Though his magical power was inferior, his male pride caused his slumped shoulders to straighten, his lazy posture suddenly becoming upright and dignified.

His heart roared with indignation, yet his outward appearance transformed strangely—shifting from agitation, anger, and embarrassment to grace, calmness, and composure, even glowing with a seven-colored halo of righteousness!

This sudden change in aura caused Xiao You to hesitate momentarily, but it could not stop her magical power from surging. Fortunately for the rogue Qiao San, just as Xiao You was about to reduce him to dust with one strike, Xuan Nu’s delicate hand gently landed on her junior sister’s wrist.

“Senior sister, you—” Xiao You struggled a few times but could not break free.

Xuan Nu offered no explanation, continuing to gaze quietly at the defiant Qiao San. After meeting the man’s clear gaze for a moment, the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden suddenly asked the same question for the second time, “Who are you?”

No one understood why Xuan Nu suddenly seemed more “human.” Fortunately, she soon revealed the truth herself, “Why do you carry the aura of my Primordial Master?”

Qiao San remained completely confused, but Shi’er beside him had already guessed about seventy or eighty percent of the truth. The clever little fox’s eyes began spinning with cunning thoughts again. Even the slightest possible connection between the Ten Yang Body and the Heavens must be decisively severed!

“I’m just me—Big, Bold San!” Rare courage surged within the man. Qiao San had never realized he could be so brave and fearless in the face of death.

“Bold San?!” Xuan Nu had been in seclusion for three years and was unaware of the recent “Ten Yang Body” incident. Her thoughts had been drawn elsewhere by a mysterious sensation, so she did not immediately consider the key to Qiao San’s identity.

“Trouble!” Shi’er’s expression truly changed this time. To prevent the situation from worsening further, the little fox spirit suddenly flew toward Qiao San and urgently whispered, “Master San, run quickly!”

How could the secret of the Ten Yang Body still existing in the world not make Shi’er frantic and desperate?

“Senior sister, hurry and act!” Seeing her enemy trying to escape, Xiao You naturally became wildly excited, her eyes wide with urgency!

Kill? Or not kill? To kill or not to kill?

In an instant, even the usually calm and steady disciple of the Su Nu Manual hesitated. A thousand thoughts clashed violently within her previously tranquil Dao heart!

Just at this chaotic moment, Qing Luan’s cry decided reality.

“Holy Maiden, grave news…” Qing Luan spoke in human tongue, hurriedly and rapidly, “Hong Luan has sent word—the earthly forces are attacking Purple Mansion Holy Mountain. The Supreme Immortal Monarch is summoning the scattered cultivators of the Earth Sea to resist the enemy!”

“Ahh!” Even the ten-thousand-year-old snow mountain could melt. The Su Nu Manual’s Dao heart could not withstand such a shock. Xuan Nu’s perfect, delicate face briefly showed worldly emotion. After a quick divination, she exclaimed in alarm, “Great calamity! Qing Luan, quickly return to the mountain!”

Xiao You originally wanted to kill her enemy before leaving, but her senior sister’s delicate wrist turned, pulling her onto Qing Luan’s back. Immediately afterward, the immortal bird and the two women sped into the sky and vanished.

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In the blink of an eye, the killing intent vanished, dust settled, and the harsh autumn wind turned gentle once more, like a warm spring breeze. Even now, Qiao San and Shi’er still didn’t understand exactly what strange thing had just happened!

“Slap!” A sharp slap marked the beginning of a new scene. “Wicked rogue, I must kill you! Let me down!”

“I…” Bold San had been slapped, but at this moment, he couldn’t summon even a trace of anger. His mind cleared, recalling everything he had done to the goddess detective, and he truly didn’t know how to face her. After clumsily setting down Beigong Zhen, he actually uttered a gentle phrase he himself could hardly believe.

“Be careful, there are thorns on the ground!”

“Hmph! Who asked you to care!” The moment her bare feet touched the ground, Beigong Zhen’s soft, delicate body staggered. Whether it was due to the injury between her legs or the shock of the rogue’s tone, the goddess detective’s mind heated up, blurting out a strange sentence without knowing why.