As if she had anticipated it, Xiao Qingxuan’s previously exhausted eyes suddenly flashed with sharp brilliance.
She spat out a pale Sword Qi from her mouth, which shot straight into the brow of the “Ye Luqing” in her arms.
In the end, the Sword Qi was a step faster.
The moment the pale little sword sank into “Ye Luqing”‘s Divine Palace, the sharp blade in the Qing-haired Girl’s hand clattered to the ground.
“Ugh…”
“Ye Luqing” immediately pushed Xiao Qingxuan away, stumbling backward and then falling to the ground in a heap.
“Really, what a troublesome brat…”
The Qing-haired Girl’s body instantly collapsed, then transformed into a wisp of blue smoke.
The smoke roiled and surged, dissipating and gathering again, before swiftly condensing into a human form once more.
It was a petite girl with short white hair and a pair of red eyes that sized up Xiao Qingxuan, her gaze tinged with annoyance.
Aside from that, the most eye-catching feature was the taut, firm, fair little belly, where a faint pink sword mark could be seen, from which Xiao Qingxuan sensed a familiar aura.
Xiao Qingxuan was silent for a moment, then cupped her hands in salute and said:
“Xiao Qingxuan greets Sect Master Ming of the Illusory God Sect.”
Such a vivid illusion could not possibly have been constructed by Huang Ran, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator.
Her sword heart was clear, and her cultivation had already reached the Half-Step Transformation God Realm.
To pull her into such a realistic illusion, the other party would have to be at least at the Void Crossing Realm.
Moreover, she knew the Huanshen Sect Master Ming Mengmeng held a grudge against her master, so she’d already guessed the other party might give her this kind of demonstration.
“What an interesting little brat.”
“You really can act. For a moment, I almost thought you’d lost your mind in a killing frenzy, only knowing how to avenge your little lover.”
Ming Mengmeng raised her brow and waved her small hand.
The surroundings shifted once again.
The bloody, stormy battlefield instantly became a palace overflowing with spiritual energy.
She ascended the palace steps and lazily flopped backward, landing the next moment on a massive, fluffy, dark purple blossom.
Even Xiao Qingxuan hadn’t noticed when she’d been led into the very heart of the Huanshen Hall.
“Illusions at the Nascent Soul Realm really can’t do anything to you,” Ming Mengmeng said abruptly.
“Sect Master Ming’s illusions are superb. If you went all out, I would surely not be your match,” said Xiao Qingxuan.
“Hmph, if I had to go all out just to deal with a junior like you, where would I put my face if word got out?”
Ming Mengmeng snorted lightly.
Facing Xiao Qingxuan, who was at the Half-Step Transformation God Realm, she had already suppressed her own cultivation to the Nascent Soul Realm.
If she won this way, she could naturally gloat and avenge Feng Linyi. If she lost, she had a ready excuse.
A Nascent Soul against a Half-Step Transformation God—losing would be normal, wouldn’t it?
“Sect Master Ming, my junior sister Ye from our sect was injured by demonic cultivators of the Soul-Slaying Sect. I came here today to request a Restoration Method for the Soul,” Xiao Qingxuan said.
“Heh, ‘junior sister Ye’? I think she’s your little lover, isn’t she?”
Ming Mengmeng raised her brow and bounced up from the giant purple petal.
As a Dao Sovereign in the Combined Dao Realm who specialized in the Dao of Soul, from the moment Xiao Qingxuan entered the Illusory God Sect, she had already figured her out seven or eight parts.
Restoration Methods for the Soul were not rare in the Illusory God Sect.
Even Void Merging and Spirit Transformation cultivators here had some mastery of them.
She hadn’t originally wanted to bother with the trivial matters of Feng Linyi’s disciples, but barging straight through the Zongmen Grand Array had indeed caught her off guard.
As a Dao Sovereign of the soul path, she had seen countless souls, but truly interesting ones were rare.
“This is Aunt Bai’s decree. I ask that you make an exception.”
Xiao Qingxuan handed over Bai Yuhan’s Daoist Venerable’s Decree, and a dense Daoist rhythm of formations instantly filled the entire room.
Ming Mengmeng hooked her finger, and the golden scroll slowly floated into her hand.
“Mm, this is indeed Bai girl’s aura.”
Both Bai Yuhan and Feng Linyi had become Combined Dao Realm Dao Sovereigns decades after her. Whether in age or cultivation, she was considered their senior.
“I was just planning to have Bai girl upgrade my Sect Protection Grand Array soon. Helping you now will let her owe me a favor.”
Formation Cultivators at the Combined Dao Realm were extremely rare.
Aside from those old monsters in seclusion, the only Daoist Venerable Array Master still active was Bai Yuhan.
And with this decree, Bai Yuhan would definitely come to help.
Xiao Qingxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
With Aunt Bai as a guarantor, things really did go more smoothly.
Aunt Bai, as a Formation Cultivator of that level, would be treated as an honored guest even in the Five Great Immortal Sects, let alone in a super-ranked power.
From Spirit Gathering Arrays to Sect Protection Grand Arrays, formation masters were indispensable for the maintenance of any sect, especially high-grade ones.
Unlike her own troublemaking master, who only had combat strength and not a shred of face.
Her master’s combat strength was among the best even among Dao Sovereigns in the Combined Dao Realm—one could even call her unrivaled in a one-on-one fight.
But once her master Feng Linyi showed up, there would be more than one Dao Sovereign wanting to beat her up…
“But—”
Ming Mengmeng grinned slyly and tossed the decree back.
“If someone else came with Bai girl’s decree, I’d teach them the Restoration Method for the Soul without hesitation.”
“But since you’re Feng Linyi’s disciple, I just won’t teach you!”
Xiao Qingxuan looked at Ming Mengmeng, who was swinging her legs on the petal, her fair, delicate feet kicking in the air, her expression provocative like a mischievous little demon, but Xiao Qingxuan felt no particular urgency.
She had known before coming that this path to seeking the method would not go smoothly.
Being Feng Linyi’s disciple was one reason; more so, her high-profile actions would inevitably attract unnecessary trouble.
But to heal Ah Qing as quickly as possible, all of it was worth it.
“Senior, as long as you are willing to teach me, I can agree to anything.”
“Oh?”
Ming Mengmeng glanced at Xiao Qingxuan, suddenly interested.
“So, the disciple of that bastard Feng Linyi is actually more responsible than she is.”
Xiao Qingxuan quietly listened as Ming Mengmeng cursed her master.
Compared to her bastard master, Ah Qing was clearly much more important.
Although she didn’t know exactly what her master had done to Ming Mengmeng back then, it must have been something terrible. Letting the other party vent a few curses seemed only fair.
Let her master suffer a bit; the benefits would go to Ah Qing.
Ming Mengmeng pointed to the pink sword mark on her own belly, gritting her teeth:
“This is what your master left on me back then. As long as this thing exists, it’s very hard for me to make a move against anyone from your Emotionless Sword Dao line.”
Xiao Qingxuan’s cultivation was only at the Half-Step Transformation God Realm, but if it were a Void Crossing Realm sword cultivator of the Emotionless Sword Dao, even Ming Mengmeng at the Combined Dao Realm would be affected by their Sword Qi.
Hearing this, Xiao Qingxuan looked up. Sure enough, there was a familiar aura within that pink sword mark.
It seemed her master hadn’t just made Ming Mengmeng unconscious for three months back then, but had even left behind a safeguard to prevent revenge.
“If you can help me get rid of this thing, I can give you the Memory Restoration Treasure of the Illusory God Sect.”
Ming Mengmeng hovered in midair and instantly appeared before Xiao Qingxuan.
Xiao Qingxuan leaned in to examine the sword mark, and memories from years ago suddenly surged up.
When she first entered the sect, she visited the Heavenly Sword Peak Scripture Repository and had seen a similar sword mark in an ancient tome—very much like the one on Ming Mengmeng’s belly.
It was the Sword Slave Mark of the Emotionless Sword Dao line, usually branded on defeated sword slaves below the fourth realm.
She never expected to see it on a grand cultivator of the Combined Dao Realm.
The sword slave marks in the ancient texts were much simpler than this one. It must have been improved by Feng Linyi.
Still, to brand such a mark on a Dao Sovereign at the Combined Dao Realm, an ordinary sword slave mark would never suffice.
Xiao Qingxuan infused a trace of true Qi into the Sword Slave Mark on Ming Mengmeng’s belly.
As she expected, the sword mark really did react to the Sword Qi of the Emotionless Sword Dao.
The Sword Qi was absorbed by the sword mark, then transformed into a pink vortex that was dazzling to behold.
“I can try to break it. I should be able to deal with this thing…”
Yet in the next instant, Xiao Qingxuan was struck by an overwhelming sense of danger.
She instinctively looked up, only to find that Ming Mengmeng’s face had turned flushed at some point, her eyes hazy with infinite longing.
Her whole being radiated a heat of emotional desire, her reason on the verge of collapse, an inferno of lust ready to ignite at any moment.
“Guh…”
“Give me…”
“I want… more of the Emotionless Sword Qi!”
Ming Mengmeng, unable to control herself, grabbed Xiao Qingxuan’s head with both hands and pressed her firmly against her own belly.