Chapter 100: The Price of Meddling

“Since you are unwilling to release it, I shall reclaim it personally.”

As Pure Heart Heavenly Fox’s words faded, a thread, glowing with an eerie pink light, materialized from her fingertip, elongating as it met the wind.

The thread appeared soft and powerless, yet it contained an incredibly sinister power of law. Wherever it passed, space itself seemed ‘bewitched,’ compelled to yield.

It utterly ignored the defense barrier of the Glazed Medicine Umbrella, effortlessly permeating it as if passing through a ripple in water. Its target was directly Shen Zhaoqing’s glabella.

This was the Joyful Union Sect’s supreme secret art—the Emotional Thread.

This thread was not a physical entity. It was forged from the very essence of one’s desires, blended with the power of their Divine Soul.

Once entwined, it could directly invade the opponent’s sea of consciousness, locking their three souls and seven spirits, forcing them into absolute submission from the depths of their being, transforming them into the most loyal of servants.

Pure Heart Heavenly Fox was clearly aiming for two birds with one stone.

The pink Emotional Thread was just moments away from touching Shen Zhaoqing’s smooth forehead.

“Clang—!”

A clear, resonant clang, like the cry of a dragon or the call of a phoenix, suddenly erupted.

Bai Zhileng, who had remained silent until now, flashed with a cold light in her eyes. Her empty left hand shot out like lightning.

Among her five fingers, five jade needles, shimmering with an ominous green light, had appeared at some unknown point.

“Demon-Slaying Divine Needles!”

These needles were specifically designed to break demonic arts and charm techniques. Attached to each needle was “Demon-Shattering Green Aura,” refined from hundreds of supreme yang and rigid heavenly treasures.

“You wish to harm her?”

Bai Zhileng stared at Pure Heart Heavenly Fox with an icy gaze.

“Are you even worthy?”

Before her words fully dissipated, she flicked her wrist.

The five “Demon-Slaying Divine Needles” flew from her grasp without a whisper of wind, yet they carved five barely discernible green streaks of light through the air.

With extremely treacherous precision, they met the pink Emotional Thread head-on.

“Sizzle—”

A soft sound, as if silk fabric were being torn, filled the air.

The “Emotional Thread,” capable of rendering even Void Return Realm cultivators helpless, instantly melted and disintegrated upon contact, like ice and snow splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid.

It transformed into a wisp of green smoke, vanishing without a trace.

Having dispelled the Emotional Thread, the five divine needles did not diminish in threat. Instead, they accelerated, carrying a stern, demon-slaying killing intent, hurtling directly towards Pure Heart Heavenly Fox’s face.

All of this transpired in the blink of an eye.

The seductive smile on Pure Heart Heavenly Fox’s face finally froze.

For the first time, a flicker of genuine astonishment and… fury, appeared in her eyes.

A Soul Transformation Realm medical cultivator, an ant she could crush with a mere thought, had not only broken her “Emotional Thread” but dared to bare their fangs at her?

This was even more absurd than hearing a Daoist scholar from the Qingyun Sect claim to have achieved sudden enlightenment in the Great Dao of Joyful Union.

“Courting death.”

Her red lips parted slightly, uttering four chilling words.

Facing the five “Demon-Slaying Divine Needles” that struck like thunderbolts, aiming for her face, she didn’t even bother to lift an eyelid.

She merely exhaled a soft, casual breath.

That breath carried a sweet, cloying fragrance, one that seemed capable of making one’s bones turn to jelly.

Yet, this seemingly innocuous fragrant breath contained the absolute control over laws possessed by a peak Dao Realm expert.

Wherever the fragrant wind passed, the flow of time seemed to become viscous and sluggish.

The five divine needles, capable of piercing mountains and slaying evil spirits, abruptly stalled in mid-air, as if trapped in an invisible quagmire, their speed sharply plummeting.

The stern “Demon-Shattering Green Aura” on the needle tips actually emitted a “sizzling” sound under the erosion of the fragrant wind, visibly dimming and disintegrating!

This was the crushing force of a higher realm.

It was an absolute strike at the fundamental level of laws. No matter how exquisite the technique, it was futile before absolute power.

“Little sister, in your next life, remember not to meddle in others’ affairs.”

Pure Heart Heavenly Fox’s gaze had already bypassed Bai Zhileng, falling once more upon the headless, soulless, gradually stiffening white body in her arms.

That divine medicine in her embrace, which she coveted so deeply, now seemed like nothing more than a corpse to her.

However, just as her words fell, an extreme, chilling sword intent, capable of freezing even the Divine Soul, assailed her from behind without any warning!

“Release her!” A clear, sharp cry, like cracking ice, rang out!

Pure Heart Heavenly Fox whirled around, her pupils contracting sharply.

A figure, clad in white, had appeared a hundred zhang away at some unknown moment.

The snow-patterned sword robe of the Qingyun Sect that they wore was largely stained crimson with blood. Their face was as pale as rice paper, and a striking smear of blood clung to the corner of their lips.

The right hand gripping the sword trembled slightly, clearly indicating a body heavily wounded, on the verge of collapse.

Yet, their eyes—those almond-shaped eyes that should have been as clear and cold as distant stars—now blazed with an alarming intensity.

It was a desperation and madness that burned away everything they had, just to unleash this final ray of light.

She was Gu Chang’an!

She had actually endured the severe damage to her Divine Soul from the plague demonic energy. Using her innate vital blood as a guide, she merged with her sword, unleashing the most, and yet most ill-advised, sword strike of her life.

The Supreme Forgetfulness Sword Art—the Forgetfulness Slash.

This sword strike severed not flesh, but the Dao itself.

It was a supreme sword art specifically designed to counter sects like the Joyful Union Sect, which cultivated through emotions and desires.

The sword light was like a line of frost and snow, silent and imperceptible, yet it tore through the sky, ignoring the distances of space, appearing instantly before Pure Heart Heavenly Fox.

The sword light’s target was not her vital points, but the unseen connection between her and the “Great Dao of Desire” that permeated heaven and earth!

“Madwoman!”

Pure Heart Heavenly Fox’s expression drastically changed. She could no longer maintain her composure and languidness.

The nine illusory fox tails behind her abruptly converged, forming a massive crimson shield that blocked her front.

Simultaneously, she had to divert a large portion of her mental energy, using her own “Realm of Ecstasy” to counter the invisible sword intent that sought to sever her Great Dao.

The sword light and the fox tails collided violently, erupting in a deafening clang of metal.

A turbulent wave of energy exploded outwards from the point of impact, sending the Azure Water Cold Pool’s waters soaring hundreds of feet high, transforming into a sky full of mist.

Gu Chang’an staggered in the air, spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood. Her aura instantly withered to an extreme, as if she could fall from the sky at any moment.

The illusory fox tails behind Pure Heart Heavenly Fox also dimmed somewhat, and for the first time, a hint of flustered redness appeared on her face.

She had been wounded by a Void Return Realm girl.

“Good, very good.” Pure Heart Heavenly Fox’s killing intent surged in her eyes. “Since you are so eager to die, I shall grant you…”

Before she could finish her words, a terrifying pressure, even more domineering, more tyrannical, and more unreasonable than Gu Chang’an’s sword intent, descended abruptly, as if the heavens were collapsing.

“Boom—!”

The sky, as if torn open by an invisible giant hand, ripped into a gaping black fissure.

Endless sanguine demonic flames spewed forth from the rift, staining half the sky a heart-stopping dark red.

A figure, clad in a black and red cape with frost-white hair wildly dancing, slowly emerged from the spatial rift. Their ruby-like pupils stared intently at Pure Heart Heavenly Fox, an gaze that saw nothing more than trash with a predetermined death sentence.

Ling Shuangjue!

She had arrived.

Bringing boundless fury and world-ending demonic might, she reigned over this place.

“You dare touch what is mine?” Ling Shuangjue didn’t even use her full power.

Only the Abyssal Slaughter Sword, hanging at her waist and seemingly capable of devouring all light, let out a soft “hum.”

The next second, a solid, ink-black, blood-colored streak, purely condensed from sword intent, had already torn through the void and cleaved down towards Pure Heart Heavenly Fox.

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