“Brother, stop flying; we’re back again!”
The female demoness’s sigh marked defeat. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed onto the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Huh!” A sudden spark of inspiration made the rascal leap back up. Swinging the Kun Yuan Sword, he stabbed it into the earth. If the sky stretched endlessly in all directions, perhaps the ground beneath his feet had a boundary!
The Tai Xu Divine Sword was incredibly powerful. With one strike, a hundred-meter-long fissure split open the ground. However, by the time the rogue launched his second sword beam, the first crack had already sealed itself shut.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female demon represented failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A flash of inspiration struck, and the rogue immediately sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to stab at the earth. Since the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath his feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With one strike, the ground immediately cracked open a hundred zhang wide gap. However, by the time the rogue swung his second sword strike, the first gap had already disappeared.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s anger, which only provoked the ghostly woman into even more triumphant laughter.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get out?”
The gentle, water-like voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, turning his last hope to ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to leave.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female demon by his side, how could she escape the danger of being annihilated by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest, but the fearless ghostly woman still dared to provoke him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait to die? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll be merciful and let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel down and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger burst through his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the three-colored ghostly woman, his confused mind finally became completely clear.
Stupid, I’m so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghostly woman!
After going around in circles, things returned to the original track, as if time had rolled back more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you trying to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The ghostly woman, with her regained memories, still harbored hatred, but now she also felt a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and walk towards her, she hurriedly shouted, her determination unmistakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghostly Woman, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With one sentence, he stopped the ghostly woman’s hand, poised to set herself on fire, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air. The mystical light technique merged with his memories, and the scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the mystical mirror.
The immense shock easily invaded the ghostly woman’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy, as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The mystical light technique was entirely from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the ghostly woman no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, crossing time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a moment of blankness, the confused ghostly woman realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s hands and could no longer set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity of fate, smiling triumphantly as he pinned the ghostly woman to the ground. Finally, he said solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is focused on cultivation, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived ghostly woman no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just subsided, returned, burning the tears in her eyes into the clear smoke of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the ghostly woman’s until their noses touched. The rogue’s sudden movement stopped, and a wicked smile spread across his lips, “Ghostly Woman, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I need to help you again!”
Before the words were out, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly woman’s demon king armor. With another move, not only did he shred her dress, but even her undergarments turned to pieces.
At the moment the ghostly woman’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s forehead suddenly glowed brightly. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female demon, being a spirit, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. In her confusion, she questioned and stepped forward to persuade Qiao San.
“Demon Sister, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly woman. Don’t come over!”
The rogue didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” With a frown, intense red light enveloped him and the ghostly woman like a cloud, completely obscuring them in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female demon instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty reached out, it felt like plunging into a fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation crept into her heart.
Qiao San rolled his eyes in frustration and mentally called out to the Book Spirit, “Book Spirit, do you have a way out of here?”
Her gentle, melodious voice echoed in Qiao San’s heart like celestial music, yet it turned his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within a Tai Xu treasure. Unless one possesses the power of a Da Luo Zhen Jun, breaking through this barrier is impossible. Although you’ve absorbed half the strength of the Ghost Sutra, you’ve only reached the Upper Immortal level. If you cultivate here for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the words “a thousand years,” Qiao San, unable to bear the thought of such solitude, already felt dizzy and quickly interrupted, “Think again—do you have a more practical idea?”
After a brief pause, true to expectations, the Book Spirit calmly suggested with her mature and pleasant voice, “Yes! Let the ancient Fenghuang bird burn through the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it might be able to melt a hole through the barrier.”
“No, no, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a drum. While this method wouldn’t require waiting a thousand years, he certainly didn’t want to become roasted pork. With the female demoness beside him, how could she possibly survive the ancient divine flames without being reduced to ashes?!
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he leapt to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to thrust into the earth. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open, creating a hundred-foot gap. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s anger, which only made the ghostly woman laugh even more triumphantly.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a Celestial Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” Qiao San, who couldn’t stand being idle, felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Besides, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being annihilated by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed in resignation and cut off the connection. Qiao San slumped to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. Yet, the fearless ghostly woman still dared to provoke him.
“Hee, hee… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait to die? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll feel merciful and let you out! Hee, hee… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Clang!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. The moment he saw the tricolored ghostly woman, his confused mind finally cleared.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghostly woman!
After going in circles, things returned to the original track, as if time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t the ghost deceiving the human, but the human deceiving the ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The ghostly woman, with her restored memories, still harbored hatred but now felt a tinge of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her determination unmistakable.
“Heh, heh… Ghostly Woman, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he set his mind on something, he never cared about the means. With just one sentence, he stopped the ghostly woman’s hand, poised to set herself ablaze, mere inches from her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air. The mystical light technique merged with his memories, and the scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl replayed in the mystical mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the ghostly woman’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, tears of joy welling up in her eyes as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The mystical light technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the ghostly woman no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused ghostly woman realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had given him. With a triumphant smile, he pinned the ghostly woman to the ground, then solemnly said, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother. What a pair of foolish ghosts! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived ghostly woman no longer believed him. Her eyes widened, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the ghostly woman’s until their noses touched. The rogue’s abrupt movement stopped, a sly smile spreading across his lips. “Ghostly Woman, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored yet. I’ll have to help you again!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly woman’s demon king armor. With another movement, not only did he shred her robe, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment the ghostly woman’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark between Qiao San’s eyebrows suddenly radiated a brilliant light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised and confused, she questioned while stepping forward to try and persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly woman. Don’t come any closer!”
Rogue Three didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” With a furrow of his brow, a dense red light, like a cloud, enveloped him and the ghostly woman in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several feet, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty reached out her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation crept into her heart.
“Hee, hee… Daring San, weren’t you so mighty? What’s wrong, now you can only wait for death? Beg me! Beg me! Maybe my dear old self will take pity on you and let you out! Hee, hee… Go ahead, kneel and beg me!”
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female demon represented failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A flash of inspiration struck, and the rogue immediately sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to thrust into the earth. Since the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath his feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s anger, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, watery voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, turning his last hope to ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a high immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to leave.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a mature and pleasant suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female demon by his side, how could she escape the danger of being annihilated by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. To make matters worse, the fearless ghostly enchantress continued to provoke him.
“Giggle, giggle… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll soften my heart and let you out! Giggle, giggle… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger burst through his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the three-colored ghostly enchantress, his confused mind finally became completely clear.
Stupid, I’m so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghostly enchantress!
After going in circles, things returned to the original track, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The ghostly enchantress, with her regained memories, still burned with hatred but now harbored a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her determination not feigned.
“Heh, heh… Ghostly Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With just one sentence, he stopped the ghostly enchantress’s hand, poised to set herself on fire, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air, merging the Xuan Guang technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the ghostly enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the ghostly enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, crossing time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused ghostly enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s hands, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity of fate, smiling triumphantly as he pinned the ghostly enchantress to the ground. Finally, he said solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived ghostly enchantress no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into the clear smoke of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the ghostly enchantress’s until their noses touched. The abrupt movement stopped, and a wicked smile spread across his lips, “Ghostly Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I need to help you again!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another move, he not only shredded her robe but also tore her undergarments into pieces.
At the moment the ghostly enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on Qiao San’s forehead suddenly glowed brilliantly. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female demon, being a spirit, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised, she stepped forward, both confused and questioning, wanting to persuade Qiao San.
“Demon Sister, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly enchantress. Don’t come over!”
Rogue Three didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” With a frown, intense red light enveloped him and the ghostly enchantress like a cloud, completely obscuring them in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female demon instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation penetrated her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he leapt to his feet, brandishing the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the earth. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s fury, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, furious to the point of rolling his eyes, called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to leave.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
With a helpless sigh, the Book Spirit cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, utterly disheartened. Just as his spirits were at their lowest, the fearless ghostly enchantress dared to provoke him.
“Giggle, giggle… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be so powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe if I feel merciful, I’ll let you out! Giggle, giggle… Beg, kneel down and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy form suddenly tensed. At the sight of the tricolored ghostly enchantress, his confused mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghostly enchantress!
After going around in circles, things returned to the original track. The river of time seemed to reverse by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll burn myself to ashes!”
The ghostly enchantress, with her regained memories, still burned with hatred but now harbored a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her resolve unshakable.
“Heh, heh… Ghostly Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. The determined rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he halted the ghostly enchantress’s hand, poised to self-immolate, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air. The mystical light technique merged with his memories, and the scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the mystical mirror.
A tremendous shock easily invaded the ghostly enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The mystical light technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the ghostly enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade-like hand reached out, crossing time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused ghostly enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to self-immolate.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had bestowed upon him. With a triumphant grin, he pinned the spectral enchantress to the ground, finally declaring in a grave tone, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently training, intent on killing me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely spoke the truth, but the deceived ghostly enchantress no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, surged back, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, bringing his face close to the ghostly enchantress’s until their noses touched. The abrupt action stopped, and a wicked smile spread across his lips, “Ghostly Enchantress, you should know very well whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I need to help you a bit more!”
Before the words even finished, the man’s large hand had already yanked off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another motion, not only did he tear her robe, but even her undergarments were reduced to shreds.
At the moment the ghostly enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s forehead suddenly glowed brilliantly. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. In her confusion, she questioned and stepped forward to try and persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly enchantress. Don’t come over!”
Rogue Three didn’t want any “righteous” interference. With a frown, intense red light swirled like mist, instantly enveloping him and the ghostly enchantress completely.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely scorching. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a blazing fire. Her fingers trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation crept into her heart.
After going in circles, things had returned to the starting point. Time’s long river seemed to have flowed backward over a year. The only difference was this time it wasn’t a ghost seducing a human—it was a human seducing a ghost!
“Daring San, what do you think you’re doing?! Stop! Take one more step, and this old lady will self-immolate!”
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he leapt to his feet, brandishing the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the ground. If the four directions were boundless, surely the earth beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses erupted from the rogue, venting his fury, which only provoked the ghostly woman into even more triumphant laughter.
Qiao San, infuriated, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out of here?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a mature and pleasant suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head vigorously. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
With a helpless sigh, the Book Spirit cut off the connection. Qiao San slumped to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest, and the fearless ghostly woman chose this moment to provoke him.
“Giggle… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll feel merciful and let you out! Giggle… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Clang!” Anger burst through his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy form suddenly tensed. At the sight of the tri-colored ghostly woman, his confused mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghostly woman!
After going in circles, things returned to the original track, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The ghostly woman, with her memories restored, still burned with hatred but now harbored a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her resolve firm and not feigned.
“Heh, heh… Ghostly Woman, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once determined, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he halted the ghostly woman’s hand poised to set herself ablaze just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air, merging the Xuan Guang technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang mirror.
A massive shock easily invaded the ghostly woman’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, tears of joy glistening in her eyes as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories, and the vivid scene left the ghostly woman no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you despicable scoundrel!”
After a momentary blank, the confused ghostly woman realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, making self-immolation impossible.
Seizing the opportunity fate had bestowed upon him, Qiao San grinned triumphantly as he subdued the spectral woman beneath him. With a solemn tone, he finally declared, “It’s a scheme, but I haven’t lied. Your daughter is fervently training, intent on killing me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived ghostly woman no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the receding red light of resentment surged back, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face coming close to the ghostly woman’s until their noses touched. Only then did the rogue stop his abrupt movement, a sly smile spreading across his lips, “Ghostly Woman, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored. I need to help you again!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly woman’s demon king armor. With another move, not only did he shred her robes, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment the ghostly woman’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s brow suddenly radiated with light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. In her confusion, she questioned and stepped forward to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly woman. Stay back!”
The rogue had no intention of being interfered with by “justice.” His brow furrowed, and a dense red light enveloped him and the ghostly woman like a cloud, obscuring them completely.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, caused the female spirit to instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red fog was strangely scorching. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a fiery inferno. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a peculiar sensation wormed its way into her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he leapt to his feet, brandishing the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the earth. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses erupted from the rogue, venting his fury and eliciting a triumphant laugh from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, infuriated, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a mature and pleasant suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head vigorously. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed in resignation and cut off the connection. Qiao San slumped to the ground, utterly disheartened. Just then, the fearless ghostly enchantress dared to provoke him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be so powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll be merciful and let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger surged through Qiao San’s heavy eyelids. His lazy form suddenly tensed, and at the sight of the Tri-colored Ghostly Enchantress, his confused mind finally cleared.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard; I just need to deal with the Ghostly Enchantress!
After going in circles, things returned to the original track, as if time had rolled back more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The Ghostly Enchantress, with her regained memories, still harbored hatred but now felt a tinge of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her resolve unshakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghostly Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. The determined rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he halted the Ghostly Enchantress’s hand, poised to set herself ablaze.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually waved his hand in the air, merging the art of Xuan Guang with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang Mirror.
A massive shock easily penetrated the Ghostly Enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, tears of joy glistening in her eyes as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang art was entirely drawn from the sea of memories, and the vivid imagery left the Ghostly Enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused Ghostly Enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to set herself on fire.
Seizing the opportunity fate had bestowed upon him, Qiao San grinned victoriously as he subdued the Ghostly Enchantress to the ground. With a solemn tone, he finally declared, “It’s indeed a scheme, but I haven’t lied. Your daughter is earnestly cultivating, aiming to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely spoke the truth, but the deceived Ghostly Enchantress no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face coming close to the Ghostly Enchantress’s until their noses touched. The abrupt movement stopped, and a wicked smile spread across his lips, “Ghostly Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored yet. I need to help you again!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another move, not only did he shred her robe, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment when the Ghostly Enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s forehead suddenly radiated a brilliant light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. In her confusion, she questioned and stepped forward, intending to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghostly Enchantress. Stay back!”
Rogue Three didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” With a furrowed brow, intense red light enveloped him and the Ghostly Enchantress like a cloud, instantly obscuring them from view.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to wave it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation crept into her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to strike the earth. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred feet wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gash had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s fury, eliciting a more triumphant laugh from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, infuriated, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a high immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a calm and mature suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Besides, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being obliterated by the ancient divine flames?
With a helpless sigh, the Book Spirit severed the connection. Qiao San slumped to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. Yet, the fearless ghostly enchantress still dared to provoke him.
“Hee-hee… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What now, just waiting to die? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll soften my heart and let you out! Hee-hee… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Clang!” Rage forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the Tri-colored Ghost Enchantress, his bewildered mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the Ghost Enchantress!
After going in circles, things returned to the original track. The river of time seemed to reverse by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The Ghost Enchantress, with her regained memories, still burned with hatred but now harbored a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her resolve unshakable.
“Heh-heh… Ghost Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he halted the Ghost Enchantress’s hand, poised to set herself ablaze, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air, merging the Xuan Guang technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang mirror.
A massive shock easily invaded the Ghost Enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy, as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the Ghost Enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the bewildered Ghost Enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had given him. With a triumphant smile, he pinned the Ghost Enchantress to the ground, finally saying in a serious tone, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is wholeheartedly cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh-heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived Ghost Enchantress was no longer willing to believe him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, surged back, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the Ghost Enchantress’s until their noses touched. The rogue’s abrupt movement stopped, a wicked smile spreading across his lips, “Ghost Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored yet. I need to help you a bit more!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another move, not only did he shred her dress, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment the Ghost Enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s forehead suddenly radiated with light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd acts. In her confusion, she stepped forward, questioning and trying to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghost Enchantress. Stay back!”
The rogue had no intention of being interfered with by “justice.” With a furrowed brow, intense red light enveloped him and the Ghost Enchantress like a cloud, instantly obscuring them from view.
The red mist, spanning several feet, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to wave it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty reached out, it felt like plunging into a blazing fire. Her fingers trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation pierced her heart.
“Xiao You isn’t dead. Look…” With a casual wave through empty space, the rascal combined his memory with the Xuan Guang technique. The scene replayed in the Xuan Guang mirror: Xiao You chasing him with the dragon pearl.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit represented failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A flash of inspiration struck, and the rogue immediately sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to thrust into the earth. Since the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With one strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s anger, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, watery voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, turning his last hope to ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to escape.”
Upon hearing the words “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a mature and pleasant suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. To make matters worse, the fearless ghostly enchantress dared to provoke him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll feel merciful and let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Clang!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the Tri-colored Ghost Enchantress, his confused mind finally became fully clear.
Stupid, I’m so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the Ghost Enchantress!
After going around in circles, things returned to the original track, as if time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you trying to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll burn myself!”
The Ghost Enchantress, with her regained memories, still harbored hatred but also a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her resolve unshakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghost Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once determined, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With one sentence, he stopped the Ghost Enchantress’s hand, poised to self-immolate, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew in the air, merging the Xuan Guang technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang Mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the Ghost Enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy, murmuring to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique was entirely from the sea of memories, and the vivid scene left the Ghost Enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a moment of blankness, the confused Ghost Enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s hands, unable to self-immolate.
Qiao San seized the opportunity presented by fate, a triumphant smile spreading across his face as he pinned the Ghost Enchantress to the ground. Finally, he spoke with solemn gravity, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, determined to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived Ghost Enchantress no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just subsided, returned, burning the tears in her eyes into a haze of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the Ghost Enchantress’s until their noses touched. The rogue’s abrupt movement stopped, a wicked smile spreading across his lips, “Ghost Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored. I need to help you again!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another move, not only did he shred her dress, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment the Ghost Enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s brow suddenly shone brightly, and the fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd acts. In her confusion, she questioned and stepped forward to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghost Enchantress. Don’t come over!”
Rogue Three didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” His brow furrowed, and a thick red light, like mist, enveloped him and the Ghost Enchantress in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation had already seeped into her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck him, and the rogue sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to strike the earth. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time Qiao San swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s frustration, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix Bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
With a helpless sigh, the Book Spirit cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. Yet, the fearless ghostly enchantress chose to provoke him.
“Giggle… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll feel merciful and let you out! Giggle… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Clang!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the Tri-colored Ghostly Enchantress, his confused mind finally cleared.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard—just deal with the Ghostly Enchantress!
After all the twists and turns, things returned to their original path, as if time had rolled back more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The Ghostly Enchantress, with her restored memories, still harbored hatred but now felt a tinge of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her determination unmistakable.
“Giggle… Ghostly Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he set his mind on something, he never cared about the means. With a single sentence, he stopped the Ghostly Enchantress’s hand, poised to set herself ablaze, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually waved his hand in the air, merging the art of Xuan Light with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Light Mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the Ghostly Enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Light Art, entirely drawn from the sea of memories, presented such a vivid scene that the Ghostly Enchantress couldn’t help but believe. Her jade-like hand reached out, crossing time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused Ghostly Enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had bestowed upon him, a triumphant smile spreading across his face as he pinned the Ghostly Enchantress to the ground. Finally, he spoke with solemn gravity, “It’s a scheme, indeed, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, determined to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely spoke the truth, but the deceived Ghostly Enchantress no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the receding red light of resentment surged back, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the Ghostly Enchantress’s until their noses touched. Only then did the rogue stop his abrupt movement, a sly smile spreading across his lips. “Ghostly Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored yet. I need to help you again!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly queen’s armor. With another move, not only did he shred her robe, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment the Ghostly Enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark between Qiao San’s eyebrows suddenly radiated a brilliant light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised and confused, she stepped forward, intending to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghostly Enchantress. Stay back!”
Rogue Three didn’t want any “righteous” interference. With a frown, intense red light, like mist, enveloped him and the Ghostly Enchantress in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation seeped into her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit represented failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A flash of inspiration struck, and the rogue immediately sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the earth. Since the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath his feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s anger, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the Ghost Princess.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get out?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, turning his last hope to ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a mature and pleasant suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix Bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Besides, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. To make matters worse, the fearless Ghost Princess taunted him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be so powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll soften and let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel down and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger surged through Qiao San’s heavy eyelids, and his lazy figure suddenly tensed. The moment he saw the three-colored Ghost Princess, his confused mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the Ghost Princess!
After going in circles, things returned to the original track, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you trying to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll burn myself!”
The Ghost Princess, with her regained memories, still harbored hatred but now also a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she sternly warned, her resolve unshakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghost Princess, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he stopped the Ghost Princess’s hand, poised to self-immolate, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew in the air, merging the Xuan Guang technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang Mirror.
A massive shock easily invaded the Ghost Princess’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, tears of joy glistening in her eyes as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique, entirely drawn from the sea of memories, presented such a vivid scene that the Ghost Princess couldn’t help but believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a moment of blankness, the confused Ghost Princess realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to self-immolate.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had granted him, a triumphant smile spreading across his face as he pinned the Ghost Princess to the ground. Finally, he spoke with solemn gravity, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, determined to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghost mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived Ghost Princess no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face coming close to the Ghost Princess’s until their noses touched. Only then did the rogue stop his abrupt movement, a sly smile spreading across his lips, “Ghost Princess, whether I have the guts or not, you should know very well. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I need to help you again!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, the man’s large hand had already stripped the Ghost Princess of her demon king armor. With another movement, not only did he tear her dress, but even her undergarments were reduced to shreds.
At the moment the Ghost Princess’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark between Qiao San’s eyebrows suddenly radiated with light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised and confused, she questioned while stepping forward to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghost Princess. Don’t come over!”
Rogue Three didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” With a frown, intense red light surrounded him like mist, instantly obscuring both him and the Ghost Princess.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation penetrated her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to strike the earth. If the surroundings were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s fury, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, infuriated, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out of here?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Besides, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being annihilated by the ancient divine flames?
With a helpless sigh, the Book Spirit cut off the connection. Qiao San slumped to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest, and the fearless ghostly enchantress chose that moment to provoke him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you so powerful? What, now you can only wait to die? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll soften my heart and let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy form suddenly tensed. The moment he saw the three-colored ghostly enchantress, his bewitched mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghostly enchantress!
After going in circles, things returned to their original path, as if the river of time had reversed by over a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The ghostly enchantress, with her regained memories, still harbored hatred but now felt a tinge of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her resolve unfeigned.
“Ha, ha… Ghostly Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he stopped the ghostly enchantress’s hand, poised to set herself ablaze, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air, merging the Xuan Guang technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the ghostly enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories, and the vivid scene left the ghostly enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused ghostly enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had given him, smiling triumphantly as he pinned the ghostly enchantress to the ground. Finally, he spoke solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived ghostly enchantress was no longer willing to believe. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, surged back, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, bringing his face close to the ghostly enchantress’s until their noses touched. Only then did the rogue stop his abrupt movement, a sly smile spreading across his lips, “Ghostly Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I’ll have to help you again!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another movement, not only were her robes shredded, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
Just as the ghostly enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark between Qiao San’s eyebrows suddenly radiated a brilliant light, and the fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again manifested on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally found such lewd acts distasteful. In her confusion, she questioned and stepped forward, intending to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly enchantress. Stay back!”
Rogue Three had no intention of being interfered with by “justice.” With a furrow of his brow, a dense red light enveloped him and the ghostly enchantress like a cloud, obscuring them completely.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely scorching. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a blazing fire. Her fingers trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation had already seeped into her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he immediately sprang to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to thrust into the earth. If the four directions were boundless, then surely the ground beneath their feet must have an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s fury, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the Ghost Princess.
Qiao San, infuriated, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out of here?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu treasure. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” Qiao San, who couldn’t stand solitude, felt dizzy and hurriedly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a mature and pleasant suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. Yet, the fearless Ghost Princess still dared to provoke him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be so powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe if I feel merciful, I’ll let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Clang!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. The moment he saw the three-colored Ghost Princess, his bewitched mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the Ghost Princess!
After going around in circles, things returned to their original track. The river of time seemed to reverse by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The Ghost Princess, with her memories restored, still burned with hatred but now harbored a bit more fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hurriedly shouted, her resolve unshakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghost Princess, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he stopped the Ghost Princess’s hand, poised to set herself ablaze, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew in the air, merging the Xuan Guang technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang mirror.
A massive shock easily invaded the Ghost Princess’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the Ghost Princess no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a moment of blankness, the confused Ghost Princess realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had granted him, a triumphant smile spreading across his face as he pinned the Ghost Princess to the ground. Finally, he spoke with solemn gravity, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is consumed by her cultivation, determined to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghost mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived Ghost Princess no longer believed him. Her eyes widened, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, surged back, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face coming close to the Ghost Princess’s until their noses touched. Only then did the rogue stop his abrupt movement, a sly smile spreading across his lips, “Ghost Princess, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I’ll have to help you again!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghost’s demon king armor. With another movement, not only did he shred her robe, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment the Ghost Princess’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s forehead suddenly radiated a brilliant light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised and confused, she questioned while stepping forward to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghost Princess. Don’t come over!”
Rogue Three didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” His brow furrowed, and a thick red light, like a cloud, enveloped him and the Ghost Princess in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingers trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation had already penetrated her heart.
“Daring San, no matter how sweet your words, I won’t let you out. If you’ve got guts, kill this old lady right now!”
“Is that so?!”
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit represented failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he immediately sprang to his feet, swinging the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the ground. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath his feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s anger, which only provoked the ghost princess into even more triumphant laughter.
Qiao San, furious to the point of rolling his eyes, called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, water-like voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, turning his last hope to ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a superior immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to leave.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest, and the fearless ghost princess chose this moment to provoke him.
“Hee, hee… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe if I feel merciful, I’ll let you out! Hee, hee… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. The moment he saw the three-colored ghost princess, his confused mind finally became completely clear.
Stupid, I’m so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghost princess!
After going around in circles, things returned to the original track, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you trying to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll burn myself!”
The ghost princess, with her memories restored, still harbored hatred but also a bit of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hurriedly shouted, her mental resolve unmistakably genuine.
“Hee, hee… Ghost Princess, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With just one sentence, he stopped the ghost princess’s hand, poised to self-immolate, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air. The Xuan Guang technique merged with his memories, and the scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Guang mirror.
A massive shock easily invaded the ghost princess’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, tears of joy in her eyes as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Guang technique was entirely from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the ghost princess no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility greatly diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused ghost princess realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s hands, unable to self-immolate.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had given him, smiling triumphantly as he pinned the ghost princess to the ground. Finally, he spoke solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is wholeheartedly cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghost mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived ghost princess no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just subsided, returned, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face coming close to the ghost princess’s until their noses touched. Only then did the rogue stop his abrupt movement, a sly smile spreading across his lips, “Ghost Princess, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I need to help you again!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghost’s demon king armor. With another movement, not only did he shred her dress, but even her undergarments turned to tatters.
At the moment the ghost princess’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s forehead suddenly shone brightly. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised and confused, she questioned while stepping forward to try and persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the ghost princess. Don’t come over!”
The rogue certainly didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” His brow furrowed, and a thick red light, like a cloud, instantly enveloped him and the ghost princess.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation had already penetrated her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he leapt to his feet, brandishing the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the earth. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred feet wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses erupted from the rogue, venting his anger and provoking the ghostly woman into even more triumphant laughter.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a high immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a calm and mature suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head vigorously. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig, and with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest, and the fearless ghostly woman chose this moment to taunt him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be so powerful? What, now you can only wait to die? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll soften my heart and let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger surged through Qiao San’s heavy eyelids, and his lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the three-colored ghostly woman, his confused mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard—I just need to deal with the ghostly woman!
After going around in circles, things returned to their original path, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t the ghost deceiving the human, but the human deceiving the ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you trying to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The ghostly woman, her memories restored, still burned with hatred but now carried a trace of fear toward the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she quickly shouted, her resolve unshakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghostly Woman, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he made up his mind, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he stopped the ghostly woman’s hand, poised to set herself ablaze, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually waved his hand in the air, merging the technique of Xuan Light with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Light Mirror.
A massive shock easily penetrated the ghostly woman’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Light technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories, and the vivid scene left the ghostly woman no choice but to believe. Her jade-like hand reached out, crossing time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a moment of blankness, the confused ghostly woman realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had given him, smiling triumphantly as he pinned the ghostly woman to the ground. Finally, he spoke solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghosts! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely spoke the truth, but the deceived ghostly woman no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into the smoke of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, bringing his face close to the ghostly woman’s until their noses touched. The rogue’s sudden movement stopped, and a wicked smile spread across his lips, “Ghostly Woman, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored yet. I’ll have to help you again!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly woman’s demon king armor. With another movement, he not only shredded her dress but also reduced her undergarments to tatters.
At the moment the ghostly woman’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on Qiao San’s forehead suddenly radiated with light, and the fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised and confused, she stepped forward to question and persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly woman. Stay back!”
The rogue didn’t want any “righteous” interference. His brow furrowed, and a thick red light, like a cloud of mist, enveloped him and the ghostly woman in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several feet, caused the female spirit to instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty reached out her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation pierced her heart.
At the moment her bosom was half-exposed, the blood mark on the rascal’s forehead suddenly radiated brilliant light. Once again, the fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier appeared around a mortal.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck, and the rogue immediately sprang to his feet. He swung the Qiankun Sword and thrust it into the ground. If the four directions were boundless, then surely the earth beneath their feet must have an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open, creating a hundred-foot gap. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses erupted from the rogue, venting his anger and provoking even more triumphant laughter from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out of here?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, extinguishing his last hope.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion. “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a mature and pleasant suggestion. “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle-drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, utterly disheartened. Just as he was at his lowest, the fearless ghostly enchantress decided to provoke him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What now, can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe if I feel merciful, I’ll let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger surged through Qiao San, and his lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the Tri-colored Ghost Enchantress, his confused mind finally cleared.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the Ghost Enchantress!
After going in circles, things returned to the original track, as if time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t the ghost deceiving the human, but the human deceiving the ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll set myself on fire!”
The Ghost Enchantress, with her regained memories, still burned with hatred but also felt a new fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she immediately shouted, her determination unmistakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghost Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he set his mind on something, he never cared about the means. With just one sentence, he stopped the Ghost Enchantress’s hand, which was poised to set herself on fire, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually waved his hand in the air, merging the art of Xuan Light with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Xuan Light Mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the Ghost Enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy. She murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Xuan Light technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the Ghost Enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade-like hand reached out, crossing time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a moment of blankness, the confused Ghost Enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s hands, unable to set herself on fire.
Qiao San seized the opportunity of fate, smiling triumphantly as he pinned the Ghost Enchantress to the ground. Finally, he spoke solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is focused on cultivation, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived Ghost Enchantress no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into the smoke of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, bringing his face close to the Ghost Enchantress’s until their noses touched. The sudden movement stopped, and a wicked smile spread across his lips. “Ghost Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I need to help you a bit more!”
Before the words even finished, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another movement, not only did he shred her robe, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment when the Ghost Enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on Qiao San’s forehead suddenly radiated with light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. Surprised and confused, she stepped forward to question and persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghost Enchantress. Stay back!”
Rogue Three didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” With a frown, intense red light enveloped him and the Ghost Enchantress like a cloud, completely obscuring them in an instant.
The red mist, spanning several feet, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty reached out, it felt like she had plunged her hand into a blazing fire. Her fingers trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation had already penetrated her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he leapt to his feet, wielding the Qiankun Sword to strike the earth. If the four directions were boundless, surely the ground beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gash had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s fury, eliciting even more triumphant laughter from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, infuriated, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out of here?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a high immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to leave.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, as expected, offered a calm and mature suggestion, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed in resignation and cut off the connection. Qiao San slumped to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. To make matters worse, the fearless ghostly enchantress dared to provoke him.
“Ha, ha… Bold Three, aren’t you so powerful? What, now you can only wait to die? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll soften my heart and let you out! Ha, ha… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger burst through his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy form suddenly tensed. At the sight of the tricolored ghostly enchantress, his confused mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the ghostly enchantress!
After going around in circles, things returned to the original track, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll burn myself to death!”
The ghostly enchantress, with her regained memories, still harbored hatred but now felt a tinge of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her determination unmistakable.
“Ha, ha… Ghostly Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he set his mind on something, he never cared about the means. With a single sentence, he stopped the ghostly enchantress’s hand, poised to self-immolate, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air. The mystical light technique merged with his memories, and the scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl replayed in the mystical mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the ghostly enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The mystical light technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the ghostly enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused ghostly enchantress realized she had fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to self-immolate.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had presented. With a triumphant smile, he pinned the ghostly enchantress to the ground, finally saying in a serious tone, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely spoke the truth, but the deceived ghostly enchantress no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the ghostly enchantress’s until their noses touched. The abrupt movement stopped, and a sly smile spread across his lips, “Ghostly Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I need to help you a bit more!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand moved, tearing off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another motion, he shredded her robe, leaving even her undergarments in tatters.
At the moment the ghostly enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on Qiao San’s forehead suddenly glowed brilliantly. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again manifested on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally found such lewd acts distasteful. In her confusion, she stepped forward, questioning and attempting to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the ghostly enchantress. Stay back!”
Rogue Three had no intention of being interfered with by “justice.” With a furrowed brow, intense red light enveloped him and the ghostly enchantress like a cloud, obscuring them completely.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely scorching. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a fiery furnace. Her fingers trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a peculiar sensation seeped into her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he immediately sprang to his feet, brandishing the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the ground. If the four directions were boundless, then surely the earth beneath their feet must have an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open a hundred zhang wide. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses vented the rogue’s fury, which only provoked the ghostly woman into a more triumphant laughter.
Qiao San, infuriated, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out of here?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu treasure. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a High Immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you should be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested in a mature and pleasant tone, “Yes! Let the ancient Phoenix bird burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head like a rattle drum. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being reduced to ashes by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San collapsed to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. Yet, the fearless ghostly woman still dared to provoke him.
“Hee, hee… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe if I feel merciful, I’ll let you out! Hee, hee… Beg, kneel down and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger forced open his heavy eyelids. Qiao San’s lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the Tri-colored Ghostly Woman, his confused mind finally became fully clear.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard. I just need to deal with the Ghostly Woman!
After going around in circles, things returned to the original track, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning to do?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll burn myself to death!”
The Ghostly Woman, with her memories restored, still harbored hatred, but now there was a trace of fear towards the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hurriedly shouted, her resolve firm and not feigned.
“Heh, heh… Ghostly Woman, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once determined, the rogue never cared about the morality of his methods. With a single sentence, he stopped the Ghostly Woman’s hand, poised to self-immolate, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually drew a line in the air, merging the Mystic Light Technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Mystic Light Mirror.
A tremendous shock easily invaded the Ghostly Woman’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, tears of joy glistening in her eyes as she murmured, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Mystic Light Technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories. The vivid scene left the Ghostly Woman no choice but to believe. Her jade-like hand reached out, crossing time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… true? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused Ghostly Woman realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, unable to self-immolate.
Qiao San seized the opportunity of fate, smiling triumphantly as he pinned the Ghostly Woman to the ground. Finally, he spoke solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghostly mother and daughter! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived Ghostly Woman no longer believed him. Her eyes glared, and the receding red light of resentment surged back, burning the tears in her eyes into the clear smoke of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face close to the Ghostly Woman’s until their noses touched. Only then did the rogue stop his abrupt movement, a wicked smile spreading across his lips, “Ghostly Woman, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories aren’t fully restored yet. I need to help you again!”
Before the words faded, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly woman’s demon king armor. With another move, not only did he shred her dress, but even her undergarments were reduced to tatters.
At the moment the Ghostly Woman’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on the rogue’s forehead suddenly radiated light. The fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd acts. Surprised, she questioned in confusion while stepping forward to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghostly Woman. Don’t come over!”
The rogue didn’t want to be interfered with by “justice.” Frowning, a thick red light enveloped him and the Ghostly Woman like a cloud, instantly obscuring them completely.
The red mist, spanning several zhang, made the female spirit instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a blazing fire. Her fingertips trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation penetrated her heart.
“Brother, stop flying, we’re back again!”
The sigh of the female spirit marked their failure. After a long while, Qiao San finally collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
“Ah!” A sudden flash of inspiration struck the rogue, and he leapt to his feet, brandishing the Qiankun Sword and thrusting it into the ground. If the four directions were boundless, surely the earth beneath their feet had an end!
The power of the Taixu Divine Sword was extraordinary. With a single strike, the ground split open, creating a hundred-foot gap. However, by the time the rogue swung his second strike, the first gap had already vanished.
“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this!” A string of curses erupted from the rogue, venting his frustration and eliciting a more triumphant laugh from the ghostly enchantress.
Qiao San, furious, rolled his eyes and called out to the Book Spirit in his mind, “Book Spirit, do you have a way to get us out of here?”
The gentle, ethereal voice of the Book Spirit echoed in Qiao San’s heart, dashing his last hope into ashes.
“This is the chaotic space within the Taixu artifact. Unless you possess the power of a Great Luo True Lord, it’s impossible to break the barrier. Although you’ve absorbed half the power of the Ghost Scripture, you’ve only reached the level of a high immortal. If you cultivate here diligently for a thousand years, you might be able to escape.”
At the mention of “a thousand years,” the restless Qiao San felt dizzy and quickly interrupted the Book Spirit’s suggestion, “Think again, is there a more practical way?”
After a moment of contemplation, the Book Spirit, living up to expectations, calmly suggested in a mature and pleasant tone, “Yes! Let the ancient phoenix burn the chaotic space. After forty-nine days, it should be able to burn through the barrier.”
“No, no!” Qiao San shook his head vigorously. Although this method didn’t require a thousand years, he didn’t want to be roasted like a pig. Moreover, with the female spirit by his side, how could she escape the danger of being obliterated by the ancient divine flames?
The Book Spirit sighed helplessly and cut off the connection. Qiao San slumped to the ground, his spirits already at their lowest. To make matters worse, the fearless ghostly enchantress dared to provoke him.
“Giggle… Bold Three, aren’t you supposed to be powerful? What, now you can only wait for death? Beg me, beg me! Maybe I’ll soften my heart and let you out! Giggle… Beg, kneel and beg me!”
“Whoosh!” Anger surged through Qiao San’s heavy eyelids, and his lazy figure suddenly tensed. At the sight of the Tri-colored Ghost Enchantress, his confused mind finally cleared completely.
Stupid, I’ve been so stupid! Actually, getting out isn’t that hard—just deal with the Ghost Enchantress!
After going around in circles, things returned to their original path, as if the river of time had reversed by more than a year. The only difference was that this time, it wasn’t a ghost deceiving a human, but a human deceiving a ghost!
“Bold Three, what are you planning?! Stop, take one more step, and I’ll burn myself to ashes!”
The Ghost Enchantress, with her memories restored, still harbored hatred but also a newfound fear of the rogue. Seeing Qiao San rise and approach her, she hastily shouted, her determination unmistakable.
“Giggle… Ghost Enchantress, don’t you want to see your daughter?”
Qiao San wouldn’t allow her to die. Once he set his mind on something, he never cared about the means. With a single sentence, he halted the Ghost Enchantress’s hand, poised to self-immolate, just inches above her head.
“Little You isn’t dead, look…” The rogue casually waved his hand in the air, merging the Mystic Light Technique with his memories. The scene of Little You chasing him with the Dragon Pearl immediately replayed in the Mystic Light Mirror.
The immense shock easily penetrated the Ghost Enchantress’s heart. The mature ghost’s ample bosom heaved rapidly, her eyes brimming with tears of joy as she murmured to herself, “Little You, Little You, my poor daughter…”
The Mystic Light Technique was entirely drawn from the sea of memories, and the vivid scene left the Ghost Enchantress no choice but to believe. Her jade hand reached out, transcending time and space to caress her daughter’s face. Her hostility diminished, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Bold Three, is this… real? Am I dreaming? Ah… you shameless scoundrel!”
After a momentary blankness, the confused Ghost Enchantress realized she had already fallen into Qiao San’s grasp, making self-immolation impossible.
Qiao San seized the opportunity fate had presented, grinning triumphantly as he pinned the Ghost Enchantress to the ground. Finally, he spoke solemnly, “It’s a scheme, but I didn’t lie. Your daughter is diligently cultivating, wanting to kill me to avenge her mother’s death. What a pair of foolish ghosts! Heh, heh…”
The rogue rarely told the truth, but the deceived Ghost Enchantress was no longer willing to believe him. Her eyes widened, and the red light of resentment, which had just begun to fade, returned with a vengeance, burning the tears in her eyes into wisps of hatred.
“Bold Three, even if you talk until the heavens fall, I won’t let you out. If you have the guts, kill me now!”
“Is that so?!”
Qiao San leaned down, his face coming close to the Ghost Enchantress’s until their noses touched. The abrupt movement stopped, and a wicked smile spread across his lips, “Ghost Enchantress, you should know whether I have the guts or not. It seems your memories haven’t fully returned. I’ll have to help you again!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, the man’s large hand had already torn off the ghostly enchantress’s demon king armor. With another motion, he shredded her robe, leaving even her undergarments in tatters.
At the moment the Ghost Enchantress’s breasts were half-exposed, the blood mark on Qiao San’s forehead suddenly glowed brilliantly, and the fox clan’s unique lustful blood barrier once again appeared on a mortal.
“Brother, what are you…” The female spirit, being a spirit herself, naturally couldn’t stand such lewd behavior. In her confusion, she stepped forward, questioning and trying to persuade Qiao San.
“Sister Mei, this is an old matter between me and the Ghost Enchantress. Stay back!”
The rogue had no intention of being interfered with by “justice.” With a furrowed brow, a dense red light enveloped him and the Ghost Enchantress like a cloud, instantly obscuring them from view.
The red mist, spanning several feet, caused the female spirit to instinctively raise her hand to brush it away. The illusory red mist was strangely hot. As the peony-like beauty extended her jade hand, it felt as if she had plunged into a raging fire. Her fingers trembled and instantly retracted. Although her skin wasn’t burned, a strange sensation had already seeped into her heart.
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