Green Vine suddenly rushed forward, appearing above Ye Qiu’s head, striking a palm towards the old man’s five fingers.
As her palm struck, it glowed with an icy blue light, like a mist, rippling outwards in waves.
Seeing Green Vine protect Ye Qiu, the old man felt both sour and enraged.
“Hmph!”
The old man snorted coldly, his fingers suddenly wrapped in lightning, like tiny snakes, causing wisps of green smoke to rise in the air where they passed, utterly terrifying.
“Dodge quickly!”
Ye Qiu shouted to Green Vine, but it was too late; the old man’s five fingers clashed with her palm.
Bang!
“Ah—”
Green Vine cried out in pain, her body flying sideways.
Ye Qiu hurriedly dashed forward, catching Green Vine by the waist just before she hit the ground.
Looking down, he saw her right hand torn open, charred black by the lightning.
“Why were you so foolish?” Ye Qiu said.
Green Vine, pale-faced, smiled softly, “Young master is a good person, I didn’t want you to die by his hand.”
Silly girl!
Ye Qiu quickly drew several talismans, and in the blink of an eye, Green Vine’s arm healed, her skin restored to normal.
Shock flashed in Green Vine’s eyes. She had recently broken through to the King realm, and with her cultivation, such superficial injuries would take just a few minutes to heal. Yet, Ye Qiu, with lower cultivation, healed her wounds instantly.
“Your medical skills are amazing, thank you,” Green Vine said, full of delight.
Ye Qiu replied, “Don’t be so reckless again. When danger comes, stay far away, don’t get hurt again, got it?”
“Mm.” Green Vine’s smile bloomed like a flower, her heart sweet as honey for reasons she couldn’t quite place, hearing Ye Qiu’s concern.
At that moment, the old man’s voice rang out.
“Fairy Hundred Flowers, your maid risked her life to save your lover. What, are you two women sharing one man?”
“If it weren’t for your sake, I would’ve killed your maid just now.”
“As long as you and your servant serve me, I can…”
“Go to hell!” Furious, Fairy Hundred Flowers struck, hurling a jade mirror.
“Stubborn fool!” The old man roared, slapping out a palm.
Instantly, the void trembled.
Black mist rolled from the old man’s palm, exuding a heart-palpitating aura, smashing heavily onto the jade mirror.
“Pfft!”
The jade mirror shattered on the spot.
“Since you won’t submit, I’ll take you by force.” The old man unleashed a fiery blade, slashing at Fairy Hundred Flowers.
Fairy Hundred Flowers stepped into the air, her purple gown flowing like a violet lotus, serene as an immortal.
Facing the old man’s attack, she showed no fear, raising her jade hand, a tremendous force colliding with the fiery blade.
“Boom!”
A deafening explosion.
“Fairy Hundred Flowers, be careful, I’m about to suppress you,” the old man said, his body suddenly radiating torrential black mist, like a demonic god.
He strode through the air towards Fairy Hundred Flowers.
His steps were slow, but each one caused the air to tremble violently, as if the sky itself would shatter.
“Boom!”
After a few steps, the old man struck, punching towards Fairy Hundred Flowers.
Instantly, the black mist around him surged, transforming into a black dragon with his fist, charging at Fairy Hundred Flowers.
The black dragon bared its claws and teeth, brimming with terrifying force.
Fairy Hundred Flowers’ expression shifted slightly, her ten slender fingers gently extending.
They seemed powerless, but held immense strength.
“Boom!”
As the black dragon met her palm, Fairy Hundred Flowers staggered back, her body swaying, blood trickling from her mouth.
The old man pressed forward, striking again with another punch.
“Boom!”
This time, the black mist around his fist morphed into a black tiger.
“Roar—”
The black tiger roared, leaping high, pouncing fiercely at Fairy Hundred Flowers, as if to tear her apart.
Fairy Hundred Flowers met it head-on.
Thud, thud, thud!
She was forced back again, retreating dozens of steps in the air, blood flowing more heavily from her mouth.
“Dong!”
The old man continued stepping forward, each step resounding like boulders piercing the sky, like raging waves.
His aura became terrifying, clearly pushing his peak King realm cultivation to its limit, his white hair flying, eyes like blades, soul-searing, more fearsome than a demonic god.
Everyone present felt intense pressure.
Especially Ye Qiu and Master Long Brow, both at the Venerable realm, struggled to breathe under the old man’s oppressive aura.
“Fairy Hundred Flowers, accept your fate!”
“I really don’t understand, with your beauty, why are you so stubborn, refusing the toast only to drink the penalty?”
“But since you prefer it this way, I’ll indulge you.”
Boom!
The old man waved both hands, his torrential black mist surging wildly, forming a hundred-metre-long black dragon.
“Roar—”
The dragon’s cry pierced the heavens.
The black dragon swooped down, its massive body instantly surrounding Fairy Hundred Flowers.
Sensing immense danger, Fairy Hundred Flowers formed seals with her hands, using some secret technique. The flame mark on her forehead glowed brilliantly.
At the same time, fiery lotuses appeared around her, shielding her in the centre.
“Your cultivation is too weak to be my match,” the old man said, punching at Fairy Hundred Flowers.
His fist struck, shattering the heavens and earth.
The flames around Fairy Hundred Flowers shattered instantly, and as her body flew back, the black dragon’s tail whipped her.
Slap!
Fairy Hundred Flowers was flung hundreds of metres, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood, gravely injured.
“Palace Master—”
Green Vine cried out, rushing to embrace Fairy Hundred Flowers.
Ye Qiu also hurried over.
“Are you okay?” Ye Qiu asked, grabbing Fairy Hundred Flowers’ wrist to check her pulse.
“Lecher, let go of me!” Fairy Hundred Flowers snapped coldly, a flash of white light from her wrist shaking off Ye Qiu’s hand.
“I’m checking your injuries, why are you so unreasonable?”
Ye Qiu was somewhat annoyed.
The old man strode through the air, striking again with a palm.
His palm, black as ink, blotted out the sky, domineering.
At the critical moment, Ye Qiu stood tall.
“Old thing, you really think you’re invincible? Let me tell you, even if you’re a peerless master, you’ve no right to act arrogant in the secular world.”
With that, Ye Qiu stepped into the air.
“What, you want to challenge me? I’ll send you to your grave,” the old man sneered, redirecting his palm towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu drew the God-Beating Whip, lashing out.
“Slap!”
The old man was sent flying sideways.
