Translator: CinderTL
Xu Sanyan's powerful fist, weighing over a hundred thousand pounds, struck the Black-robed Taoist at the waist, tearing his body in half. The force of the blow continued unabated, crashing toward Lan Yue.
"Boom!"
Lan Yue hurriedly dodged but was too late. She could only desperately avoid the vital areas, and the punch landed squarely on her chest, violently slamming her into the ground.
The green bricks on the ground cracked like a spider's web, and the surging shockwave pushed the corpses of the soldiers in all directions, leaving only a cloud of dust.
The White-robed Taoist's eyes were filled with intense despair and hatred. His brother was dead, completely dead...
Xu Sanyan knelt on one knee, gasping heavily. This punch had drained a great deal of his strength, and his Spiritual Power was completely exhausted. The transformation he had expected to last for half an hour had now come to an end.
Xu Sanyan reverted to his human form and glanced at the White-robed Taoist, who was holding the corpse of the Black-robed Taoist. His eyes showed no emotion.
Those who kill shall be killed!
The brothers had previously sought to kill him, and now their deaths at his hands were well-deserved.
As the dust settled, a deep pit appeared on the ground.
"Tap..."
A soft sound was heard. Xu Sanyan's eyes narrowed, and he quickly looked toward the pit. A jade-like hand, now covered in cracks, was still gripping the edge of the pit. The fingers were bent, and with a slight exertion, Lan Yue's entire body emerged from the pit.
"Hehe... impressive."
Lan Yue's face was pale, covered in dust, with a trace of blood at the corner of her alluring lips, still carrying a faint smile.
Xu Sanyan frowned and stared. How could she still smile after being beaten like this?
Could it be... she's an M?
Unaware of Xu Sanyan's thoughts, Lan Yue extended her bone fingers to gently wipe the corner of her mouth and coughed lightly, saying, "At just over twenty years old, in this spiritually barren land, how did you manage to cultivate to such a level? What do you rely on?"
"I... am becoming more and more curious."
Lan Yue's current state was not great either. Her chest had been struck by Xu Sanyan's powerful punch, causing it to cave in. Her already not-so-perky chest had completely flattened.
Her hands had also been shattered by the intense recoil, with dense cracks covering them, looking as if they might shatter at any moment.
Yet, even so, Lan Yue could still maintain her Dao Body, indicating that her Spiritual Power had not been significantly depleted.
To survive such a heavy blow, these Immortal Cultivators were truly masters of body refinement, especially in their Dao Body form, where their resistance to physical damage was greatly enhanced.
The White-robed Taoist sat on the ground, staring blankly at the pale face of the Black-robed Taoist, lost in thought.
But now, neither Xu Sanyan nor Lan Yue paid him any attention. With the Black-robed Taoist dead, the White-robed Taoist alone could not cause any trouble.
Lan Yue raised her hand, looking at her cracked finger bones with a slight frown, and sighed softly, "Not beautiful anymore..."
Xu Sanyan sneered, "Hehe... you should be more concerned about those two lumps of rotten meat."
Lan Yue looked down and nodded seriously, "Indeed, Yang Yu used to love this pair of breasts the most..."
Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow. The Yang Yu she mentioned was the former Prince Rui, the recently deceased Emperor Qi. Who would have thought they had a thing?
And, Emperor Qi actually liked flat chests?
No wonder the Princess had been lacking in affection and had to rely on Mr. Horn to comfort herself. It turns out she lost out because she was too big.
Lan Yue slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on Xu Sanyan. "I only want that opportunity of yours. It's not necessarily about taking your life. I believe you can weigh the importance of life and opportunity yourself."
Xu Sanyan chuckled lightly upon hearing this. "You seem so sure of yourself?"
"Otherwise?"
Lan Yue glanced at the White-robed Taoist. "The Red Sea Twin Immortals are already crippled. You alone are no match for me. Don't struggle in vain. Hand over the opportunity, and I might spare your life."
"Hahaha…"
Xu Sanyan burst into uncontrollable laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke.
Lan Yue stood quietly, seemingly puzzled by his laughter, and asked, "What's so funny?"
As his laughter subsided, a surge of pride welled up in Xu Sanyan's chest. "I came from the northwest, rising from obscurity to where I am today, not by relying on the pity or charity of others!"
Throughout his journey, he had committed countless misdeeds, stopping at nothing to achieve his goals. Others only saw his evil, but they failed to notice his unwavering determination to seek the Dao and immortality!
Everything he did had a purpose. His acts of evil were merely means to an end.
Xu Sanyan sneered, his eyes cold and sidelong. "Want the opportunity? Fine, kill me, and everything will be yours!"
With that, the muscles on his body rippled, his fists clenched tightly, and he charged fiercely toward Lan Yue.
Though he was at a disadvantage, he would never compromise!
Lan Yue's round eyes narrowed slightly, her red lips parting. "Hmph, you don't know what's good for you!"
"Bang!"
Lan Yue extended her bone palm to meet the iron fist, a faint white light emanating from her palm. The collision produced a dull thud.
A fierce glint appeared in Xu Sanyan's eyes. He leaned back, not retreating but advancing instead. His arms deflected Lan Yue's palm, and he crouched slightly, aiming to slip into her embrace.
Lan Yue's slender and tall figure resembled that of a mother, making Xu Sanyan appear like a son. From a distance, it looked as if a child was rushing into his mother's arms for a passionate embrace.
But Xu Sanyan's specialty was… fighting his adoptive mother!
Madam Wu had experienced this firsthand, being "beaten" to the point of wailing every night, with fluids flowing everywhere.
Lan Yue was not alarmed. Even though Xu Sanyan's body was as hard as iron, she still maintained her Dao Body and was not afraid of a physical confrontation with him.
Lan Yue wrapped her arms around him, intending to pull him into her embrace. As long as her bone fingers clamped onto his back, their sharp tips could pierce his body, tearing him open.
Xu Sanyan's lips were tightly shut as he delivered a fierce elbow strike with a sharp momentum, aiming directly at Lan Yue's chest.
"Hmph!"
Lan Yue, nearly a hundred years old, had also come through life-and-death battles. How could she not see Xu Sanyan's intentions? But instead of being alarmed, she let out a cold laugh. A faint white light enveloped her body, covering her chest, while her claws continued to reach for Xu Sanyan's back.
Judging by her stance, she intended to withstand this blow!
Xu Sanyan's face twisted into a grimace as his powerful elbow struck Lan Yue's chest.
"Bang!"
A loud explosion erupted. Lan Yue's eyes widened abruptly, the white light on her chest instantly dissipated, her sternum caved in, and her body was sent flying uncontrollably.
Lan Yue's arms had not yet completed their encirclement, and her sharp fingertips grazed Xu Sanyan's arm, leaving bloody marks.
Lan Yue's eyes were wide with disbelief. She had mobilized all her Spiritual Power to protect her chest, yet she still couldn't withstand Xu Sanyan's elbow strike!
The force of this blow had completely exceeded her expectations.
"Boom!"
Lan Yue crashed heavily to the ground, her momentum carrying her sliding toward the pond.
"Splash…"
The slender figure hunched over and fell into the water, sending a spray of water droplets into the air.
Beside them, the white-robed Taoist, whose eyes had been filled with lifelessness, suddenly flashed with a momentary vitality. His expression turned sorrowful and indignant as he glared at the two individuals, blaming them for his younger brother's death.
(End of the Chapter)
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