The immortal techniques could not affect the Ten-Yang Body, yet when it came to battling with magical attacks, Qiao San, a latecomer to cultivation, was far inferior.
An invisible chill wind silently approached from all directions. Qiao San, whose wounds had not yet healed, turned pale with alarm. Like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, he turned and fled.
The light of the Ghost Sutra transformed the man into a strange shadowy figure. Unfortunately, before the shadow could vanish into the earth, it was frozen by the cold current, leaving a human-shaped ice sculpture standing comically on the grass.
At the boundary between the outer and inner palace, a similar scene was unfolding, but with the victor and loser reversed.
As soon as Beigong Pingyi received the Empress’s message, he immediately summoned cultivators from various sects. Though the delay was brief, it still left him several steps behind the solitary Zifu Holy Maiden.
As cultivators from various sects rushed toward the inner palace to subdue evil, Thunderfire Taoist grew anxious but dared not openly oppose the righteous path.
“Ha… ha…” Suddenly, an ethereal laughter echoed from all directions. Before the cultivators could even look around, an irresistible chill wind gently blew over them.
The wind was as soft as a whisper, yet it lifted dozens of earthly cultivators off the ground, scattering their decades of painstakingly cultivated magical powers into oblivion.
“Ahh…” As startled cries still echoed in the air, strings of human figures flew like withered leaves and drifting duckweed, blown hundreds of miles away by the cold wind.
A slender, perfect demonic silhouette emerged from the void. The Princess of Myriad Demons gently waved her white jade fan, gazed contentedly at the now cleared space, and then turned to fly toward the Imperial Garden.
“Thud!” Dozens of dull sounds erupted, raising clouds of dust. The cultivators, who usually prided themselves as transcendent sages, sat dazed and motionless, unable to climb out of the crater-like pits they had created upon impact.
This was still because the Jade Fan had deliberately refrained from causing too much harm, lest it provoke resentment between the human and underworld realms. Otherwise, the Underworld would certainly have gained dozens of pitiful souls!
Within the Imperial Garden, the magical barrier still dominated the chaotic space.
A wisp of white cloud drifted by, and the immaculate Zifu Holy Maiden appeared before the ice sculpture. Her presence was eerily serene, as if it was not she who moved, but the very space itself shifting for her.
The fairy’s flowing sleeves fluttered, and the head of the “ice sculpture” silently melted away, revealing Qiao San’s stifled face.
The two exchanged glances for a moment before Xuan Nu finally spoke coldly, “Are you willing to hand over that half of the map now?”
Meeting her gaze with the indifferent scorn of an immovable rogue, Qiao San offered no reply. Remaining calm and composed, as emotionless as water and as cold as ice, Xuan Nu continued, “I know you possess the immortal Ten-Yang Body; precisely because of this, you will suffer more within this ice prison, neither able to live nor die!”
Who says fairies cannot be seductive? After successfully making Qiao San’s face pale, Xuan Nu softened her tone, finally showing a touch of sincerity beneath her calm demeanor. “I’ve changed my mind. I won’t use your head. If you hand over the secret map, I, Xuan Nu, swear on the honor of Zifu Immortal Mountain, I will let you go unharmed!”
“This…” Deep down, Rogue San had never possessed the heroic resolve to charge headlong into death. Weighing his options, the coward hesitated briefly before shaking his head in an unexpected refusal!
“Ha… ha… Sister Xuan, what a pity to see such a beautiful garden ruined like this!”
Another chill wind blew in, but this time, instead of scattering petals, it “revived” eleven statue-like beauties and melted the icy prison around Rogue San.
One mountain always has another higher one. Just in time, Princess Myriad appeared, and the Imperial Garden was once again cloaked in a rosy glow.
Xuan Nu’s cloud drifted slightly backward. Though her jade-like face remained serene and elegant, a flicker of disturbance passed through her eyes. How daring of this rogue to ally with the Princess of the Underworld! The Ten-Yang Body was about to be exploited by the underworld realm—precisely what her Master feared most! Sigh… What should she do?
“Brother Da Dan, a night of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Keep playing. Leave this bothersome little fairy to me!”
In truth, Princess Myriad had already arrived a while ago but, cunning as ever, chose the perfect moment. If Xuan Nu had been even more ruthless, she would have been even more delighted. Just like the Twelfth’s plan, she most wished to see the Ten-Yang Body completely sever ties with the Celestial Realm and become enemies forever!
At the very moment the demoness appeared, space remained space, yet the mortal realm returned to normal. For the concubines, it was as if their vision had merely flickered momentarily, unaware that time had passed or that new fairies and demonesses had appeared beside them.
“Mmm…” Intoxicating moans were fully unleashed, their desires completely unimpeded.
Hardly needing any further provocation, the rogue’s lust flared up again. Though fully aware of the two watching eyes, his desire only burned even more fiercely!
Come on! Let the storm of desire rage even harder! Let the fairy see, let the demoness watch! Let them witness how mighty a man of the mortal realm can be!
Always wild at heart, Qiao San was bold by nature. Before the Zifu Holy Maiden and the Myriad Demoness, he focused his mind, and his erect member instantly swelled a few inches. Its rounded head even tauntingly jabbed toward the two women within the magical barrier.
“Ha… ha… Brother Da Dan, what a treasure you are!” The Princess of the Underworld smiled sweetly at the man, her long, beautiful eyes brimming with seductive allure, as if about to overflow with emotion.
Xuan Nu ignored the rogue’s provocative display, but the sudden appearance of Princess Myriad had completely caught her off guard. The unfavorable situation made the Zifu Holy Maiden consider retreating.
Though it seems long-winded, in reality only moments had passed. The entranced royal beauties had finally removed all their clothes, and surrounded once more by the rekindled fragrance of sensual dreams, the women—some boldly, some shyly—turned their gazes toward the proudly standing Qiao San.
“Heh… heh… My dear ladies, let little San serve you well and show you what true feminine pleasure is!”
With his erect member leading the way, Qiao San strode into the group of women. Because of Jade Fan and Xuan Nu’s presence, he decided to create the most decadent and stimulating scene possible, using his masculine prowess to thoroughly humiliate Xuan Nu’s composure.
Damn it! If I can’t beat you in battle, I’ll sure as hell show you who’s better at this!
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