A Draw!
At this moment, thunderclouds surged in the sky, and faint crimson lightning danced within the clouds, as if some evil spirit had emerged.
The moment the coffin lid of the fourth black coffin loosened, a gray shadow abruptly inserted itself into the battlefield, pressing down on the coffin lid. It was Elder Zhao.
Simultaneously, Elder Qian also appeared in the City, his sleeves billowing as he forcefully split the Star River in two.
“Enough.”
With a sweep of his wide sleeves, a gentle yet irresistible force separated the two.
“This battle is a draw; both Holy Maidens should cease fighting.”
Yun Chuji unwillingly said, “Elder, I can still…”
Elder Qian shook his head at her, secretly sending a telepathic message, “Holy Maiden, even if you can defeat the fourth corpse puppet, what about the fifth?”
“If she really fights you to the death and unleashes nine corpse puppets? Continuing the fight will only result in mutual injury.”
“The Holy War hasn’t begun yet. It’s not worth it. If she truly suffers fundamental injury, the Corpse Yin Sect will not let it go!”
Yun Chuji looked at Su Yuyao with resentment. Su Yuyao, though pale, remained defiant.
“Little Yun, what are you looking at? Fight again if you’re not satisfied!”
Seeing the nine coffins stir again, Elder Qian quickly reminded, “Holy Maiden?”
Yun Chuji’s expression was uncertain, but ultimately she nodded unwillingly.
Elder Qian looked around and announced in a raised voice, “Today’s contest is a draw.”
The crowd immediately erupted.
“A draw? Holy Maiden Yun clearly had the upper hand.”
“What do you know? If the corpse puppet in that fourth coffin came out, who knows what would happen?”
“The Corpse Yin Sect’s Holy Maiden still has five corpse puppets. Could there be a Great Ascension Realm Xuan corpse inside?”
“Goodness… this Corpse Yin Sect is not to be underestimated…”
…
In an inconspicuous corner, two people in black robes were also discussing. Under their hoods, two exquisite pretty faces were faintly visible.
One of them was full of surprise, “Senior Sister, they are both Holy Maidens, but hers is far stronger than yours!”
The other coldly snorted, “It’s just a matter of cultivating for more years. What’s there to praise?”
However, she also understood that the other party was far more than just having cultivated for more years; their Sect’s foundation far surpassed the Jade Maiden Sect.
The junior sister, seeing the dust settle in the arena, looked towards the Tianyan Sect disciples, as if searching for someone.
But she could not find them, her eyes filled with disappointment, and she sighed softly.
The two were none other than Leng Yue Shuang and her companion, who had run away from home.
After leaving the Jade Maiden Sect, they rushed to Broken Moon Demon Gorge, only to find it deserted.
The only useful information they received was that Lin Luochen had indeed returned to Broken Moon Demon Gorge, and he did not return alone!
It was said that the woman he was with was very beautiful, and that they had an extremely close relationship, and he even combed her hair!
This left Leng Yue Shuang speechless, in disbelief!
Would that wild man gently comb a woman’s hair?
Just who is this woman who suddenly appeared?
Leng Yue Shuang first ruled out Murong Qiuzhi. After all, the Murong Sisters look exactly alike; Widow Zhao couldn’t possibly not recognize her.
This is a woman she didn’t know!
Leng Yue Shuang felt like two experts had suffered mutual injury, only to have their spoils taken by an unknown person.
It would have been better if it had been Murong Qiuzhi!
When she continued to ask, Widow Zhao said that the two had stayed in an inn in the City for one night and then went into the mountains the next day.
Widow Zhao speculated that the two had come back to worship their ancestors; it’s customary for a new wife to do so!
When Leng Yue Shuang saw the remaining offerings at Lin Changsheng’s grave, she felt a bolt from the blue, her face turning pale.
So that’s it, no wonder they told me not to worry!
So she’s climbed a higher branch, afraid that I would affect her future, huh?
Leng Yue Shuang became angrier the more she thought about it, and she couldn’t imagine what she would do if she saw them.
Seeing Leng Yue Shuang biting her lip, Murong Xiazhu was worried that she would dig up the grave to vent her anger!
Fortunately, Leng Yue Shuang did not do so, but instead waited two days in the small wooden house.
After confirming that Lin Luochen was not there, she took Murong Xiazhu to Tianyan Sect, hoping to find an opportunity to see Murong Qiuzhi.
After all, she was well aware of Murong Xiazhu’s purpose in bringing her here!
The two arrived in Qiankun City. While pondering how to meet Murong Qiuzhi, they heard that two Holy Maidens from the Reincarnation Holy Hall were going to duel, and that Tianyan Sect disciples would also come down to watch the battle.
So Leng Yue Shuang and her companion disguised themselves and came to see if they could find Murong Qiuzhi among the many disciples.
But unfortunately, Murong Qiuzhi, for some reason, did not appear in the arena.
Leng Yue Shuang comforted, “Xiazhu, don’t worry, let’s think of another way!”
Murong Xiazhu hummed, then suddenly exclaimed, “Senior Sister, what’s that?”
Leng Yue Shuang followed her gaze and saw a man darting from the crowd, flying towards the center of the lake like a startled bird.
The man, in a white robe, was strikingly handsome. His flying sword across the lake attracted everyone’s attention.
Leng Yue Shuang exclaimed, “Lin Luochen…”
She really didn’t expect to meet Lin Luochen here, and she didn’t understand why Lin Luochen had come out.
Could it be that he was also looking for Murong Qiuzhi, but this place is full of people from the Demonic Path!
He wouldn’t think that everyone is as easy to talk to as herself, able to negotiate, would he?
Just as Leng Yue Shuang was about to call out to Lin Luochen, she saw him gracefully land beside the stunningly beautiful Holy Maiden of the Corpse Yin Sect, intimately embracing her slender waist.
Murong Xiazhu’s mouth dropped open in surprise, “There she is! That enchantress who stole his heart!”
Leng Yue Shuang felt a bolt of lightning, and everything Widow Zhao had said came together in her mind, finally freezing on the scene before her.
Good news: The person has been found!
Bad news: She can’t beat her!
Su Yuyao, already at the end of her strength, was barely standing on the stone coffin. Hearing the word “draw,” she finally relaxed.
Her legs gave way, and she almost fell into the lake. Fortunately, Lin Luochen rushed over in time and steadily supported her.
Lin Luochen’s warm hand supported her waist, continuously sending spiritual power into her body, and he offered a pill to her lips.
“Master, take this pill!”
Su Yuyao, at the end of her strength, finally managed to stand steadily with his support, gently opening her red lips to take the pill he fed her.
Lin Luochen embraced her, firstly to prevent others from seeing her weakness, and secondly because her side was closer to her Qi Sea!
But this action, in the eyes of outsiders, naturally made the two appear incredibly close, causing the crowd to gossip.
“Who is that?”
“I don’t know, but I’m heartbroken! Wuwu…”
…
Leng Yue Shuang also felt like crying. Was all this arduous effort just to see this scene?
“Senior Sister…”
Murong Xiazhu was a little worried. Leng Yue Shuang shook her head, “I’m fine…”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized how hoarse her voice was, but she still stared intently at the two in the arena.
Lin Luochen felt someone looking at him, but there were so many people looking, so he didn’t think much of it.
At this moment, he looked at Yun Chuji and smiled, “Fairy Yun, you got your wish. What about what I said before?”
Yun Chuji knew he was talking about meeting Murong Qiuzhi. She threw a token to him.
“Use this token to go to Tianyan Sect to find me, and I will take you to her!”
Lin Luochen got his wish, gave a slight smile, “Thank you, Fairy Yun, for your help!”
Su Yuyao, using the spiritual power she had just recovered, managed to wave her hand and put all the corpse puppets back into their coffins.
“Luochen, let’s go!”
Lin Luochen nodded, embracing her, and they sped away, flying towards Qiankun City.
The crowd looked at the two with awe, even those Tianyan Sect disciples who had previously scorned the Corpse Yin Sect.
Yun Chuji noticed that most of her admirers were staring blankly at the direction Su Yuyao had gone. Her pretty face turned cold, and she turned into a streak of light and soared into the sky.
This highly anticipated duel finally ended in a draw that neither side was satisfied with.
The lake surface returned to calm; only the broken ice proved that a thrilling duel had taken place here.
Elder Qian looked at the departing master and disciple, thoughtfully saying, “Old Zhao, go check who that young man supporting her is.”
Elder Zhao nodded, strangely saying, “When did Su Yuyao have such a person by her side?”
On the other side, after getting away from the crowd, Su Yuyao spat out a mouthful of blood. Her pale face couldn’t be hidden even by her makeup.
“Master, are you alright?”
“Do I look alright?”
Su Yuyao weakly leaned on him, using her last strength to say, “Take me back!”
Lin Luochen nodded, embracing her and quickly flying towards Qiankun City.
On the way, he muttered thoughtfully, “So it wasn’t a cushion…”
“What did you say?”
Su Yuyao opened her eyes sleepily and asked weakly.
“Nothing, I’m complimenting Master on being stunningly beautiful today!”
“Scram…”
Su Yuyao was weak and felt that this kid seemed a little off.