Who would have thought she was now lying in Chu Yuan's arms?
It was all Qin Xiao's fault for dying too quickly, leaving her like a rootless tumbleweed. It wasn't her fault at all.
Nangong Baixue looked up at Chu Yuan, their eyes meeting. The atmosphere momentarily froze, and Chu Yuan's body trembled. Despite their numerous intimate encounters, Chu Yuan remained somewhat clumsy and awkward in his approach. Nangong Baixue playfully tapped his nose. “You’re such a silly goose.” Then, she took his hand, guiding him to “climb the peak.” Chu Yuan’s body tingled as if struck by lightning, a mysterious sensation coursing through him. She pointed to the wooden bed deeper in the cave. “Let’s go there.”
Chu Yuan’s face flushed crimson. “They say the Primordial Yin Body, when first experiencing yin-yang union, grants immense cultivation feedback to the other party. Now that we’ve both broken through to Profound Saint, why don’t we…”
“Absolutely not!” Nangong Baixue’s smile was radiant, but a cold sneer echoed in her heart. “Nanchenzi Old Ancestor has commanded that my Primordial Yin Body must remain intact. If anyone dares to break it, he will personally annihilate the transgressor!” Her internal thoughts continued, Hmph. My Virgin Body could never be broken by you. You’re not worthy! Truly, a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
Chu Yuan froze, a blank look on his face. He felt a profound sense of unsatisfaction, like “tasting it lightly” or “scratching an itch through a boot.” He’d been pleasured, yet somehow, he hadn’t.
On the wooden bed, Nangong Baixue slowly unfastened her robes. Her voluptuous peaks pressed against Chu Yuan’s chest, the alluring sight momentarily stealing his breath. His lower abdomen immediately burned with desire, and he stared at her, dumbfounded.
“You big oaf,” Nangong Baixue teased, pulling his face down to glide across her body. Lips met, tongues danced. Before long, a soft moan escaped her throat, a sound of profound satisfaction.
Nangong Baixue’s expression was utterly seductive. “Don’t move.”
But moments later, Chu Yuan’s face was beet red, his teeth clenched. Nangong Baixue, however, looked utterly disappointed. Again? The Supreme Peak’s strongest genius, yet he can’t even compare to Qin Wang. Is there truly no ‘hard man’ in the Southern Wilds?
Chu Yuan’s voice trembled. “Baixue, I still want to…”
Nangong Baixue shook her head, her tone cool. “I need you to do something for me. In tomorrow’s Divine Son Competition, you and your followers must heavily injure everyone you face, rendering them unable to continue!”
Chu Yuan frowned. “Alright. But if we meet in the final battle, you must concede!”
Nangong Baixue nodded, a faint smile gracing her lips. “I will.”
The next day, the Supreme Profound Sect’s Divine Son Competition officially began.
Nanchenzi, Yuan Qingzi, and a host of other Old Ancestors descended. The Sect Master, clad in a grey robe, stood atop Supreme Peak, gazing down at the dozen or so Divine Son candidates. Not far away, numerous elders and disciples of the Supreme Profound Sect had gathered, eager to witness the spectacle.
The Sect Master swept his sleeve, his expression solemn, and slowly began. “Today marks the start of our Supreme Profound Sect’s Divine Son Competition, with nineteen candidates vying for the title!”
“After each match, everyone will receive a ranking. Those who lose will have one chance to challenge someone ranked higher!”
“The ultimate victor, who claims first place, will be crowned Divine Son or Divine Goddess and earn the right to enter the Ancestor’s Land, to seek the Ultimate Inheritance left by our founder!”
As his voice faded, Chu Yuan and the others grew incredibly excited. The Ancestor’s Ultimate Inheritance! The Supreme Profound Sect’s founder had achieved the Supreme Fruit Position, ascended to the Supreme Realm, and left this world! That Ultimate Inheritance was bound to be unimaginably heaven-defying!
Soon, the competition commenced.
Nangong Baixue, blessed with incredible luck, drew a bye in the first round, automatically advancing into the top ten. Then, the grand battles erupted.
Chu Yuan and his two followers unleashed havoc, heavily injuring their opponents and themselves in the process, ensuring their foes were crippled. Qin Wang, to everyone’s surprise, after being utterly suppressed, resorted to Soul Combustion, gravely injuring his opponent and himself, barely securing a victory. Everyone knew Qin Wang still carried his brother Qin Xiao’s death oath, and with Nangong Baixue’s command, he had no choice but to fight with his life on the line!
In the second round, Nangong Baixue faced Qin Wang.
Qin Wang immediately forfeited!
Nangong Baixue once again advanced, securing a spot in the top five!
The third round saw Nangong Baixue receive another bye!
By the fourth round, only three remained: Chu Yuan, Nangong Baixue, and a powerful Sword Cultivator.
And yet again, Nangong Baixue drew a bye.
Chu Yuan was left to face the Supreme Profound Sect’s strongest Sword Cultivator!
Everyone present was utterly stunned. What kind of heaven-defying luck did Nangong Baixue possess?!
The Sect Master frowned slightly, glancing at Yuan Qingzi Old Ancestor. “Baixue’s luck is simply too good!”
Yuan Qingzi remained impassive, like an ancient tree. “Everything, in the ethereal depths, has its own destiny.”
After an intense battle, Chu Yuan finally defeated the Sword Cultivator, though he was heavily injured.
The final battle: Chu Yuan against Nangong Baixue.
Chu Yuan smiled. “Baixue, just concede. You’re no match for me.”
Nangong Baixue shook her head, her voice calm. “The Divine Goddess position, I claim it! The Ancestor’s Ultimate Inheritance is mine to take!”
Boom!
Nangong Baixue struck directly, a punch aimed at Chu Yuan’s chest. Chu Yuan, not taking her seriously, allowed the blow. But as the fist landed, his face contorted in shock, and a trickle of black blood escaped the corner of his mouth.
“What’s happening to me…?”
Nangong Baixue leaned closer, whispering a mental transmission. “I applied the poison powder to my body. By now, the toxins should have taken full effect.”
“You…!” Chu Yuan’s eyes widened in horror. He had kissed every inch of Nangong Baixue’s body!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Black blood gushed from Chu Yuan’s seven orifices, his life force rapidly fading.
Witnessing this, everyone was utterly dumbfounded!
The Sect Master swept his sleeve, immediately turning to Yuan Qingzi. “Old Ancestor, quickly save Nangong Baixue!”
Yuan Qingzi remained motionless, like an ancient tree, slowly opening his eyes. “It’s useless. Nangong Baixue sought that poison powder from me. After a night of fermentation, and with Chu Yuan engaging in life-and-death combat, the toxins have now permeated his internal organs. He’s beyond saving.”
Hearing this, Quasi-Emperor Yunyang stared at Yuan Qingzi with profound shock, then at Nangong Baixue. When did Baixue secretly secure the backing of Yuan Qingzi Old Ancestor? What price did she pay?
Nanchenzi remained silent, his expression unreadable.
At that moment, Yuan Qingzi slowly rose, a look of appreciation gracing his face as he gazed at Nangong Baixue.
Boom!
Chu Yuan’s life force extinguished, his body plummeting from the sky!
The atmosphere in the arena solidified into a chilling silence. Ultimately, with all other contenders incapacitated, the Sect Master had no choice but to declare Nangong Baixue the winner of the Divine Goddess position!
Everyone in the Supreme Profound Sect was left in a state of prolonged shock, utterly bewildered by the outcome. Qin Wang stared at Nangong Baixue, a profound sense of unfamiliarity washing over him. He felt he could no longer see through her.
Baixue… she’s changed!
***
Blackflame Mountain Range.
Only three days remained until the Fuyao Dynasty Founding Ceremony! Tianyuan Old Ancestor had already contacted Ji Fuyao, confirming his attendance at the Blackflame Mountain Range for the ceremony. The Sect Master and various Peak Masters would also be present to lend their support to Ji Fuyao!
On this day, on Azure Mystery Peak, Lu Xuan and his three disciples finished their meal and tidied up the thatched hut.
“Master,” Chen Changsheng said, “there are only three days left. Should we head over early?”
Lu Xuan nodded, directly activating the Supreme Great Emperor Dao Patterns.
Boom!
An incomparably profound Spatial Power surged, and Lu Xuan, along with Ji Fuyao, Ye Chen, and Chen Changsheng, vanished from their original spot, transforming into a wisp of clear breeze.
The next instant, the four reappeared in the Blackflame Mountain Range.
Chen Changsheng suddenly whispered, “Master, there’s Killing Intent!”