Chapter 91: Bai Li Strikes

Cheng Qingning struggled to her feet, steadying her ragged breaths, not daring to rest for a moment.

She knew Ye Feng must be enduring far greater pain than her own.

But unfortunately, this time she was flung near Xu Liangcai.

“Senior Sister Cheng, are you okay? I have healing pills—want some?”

He pulled a jade bottle from his robe, approaching with a sly grin.

“This is my family’s third-grade Soul-Returning Pill…”

A weak voice came from under her visor.

“No need. My injuries can’t be healed by pills alone. Besides, I can’t let Ye Feng risk himself to shield me.”

“Junior Brother, you should think about the punishment you’ll face back at the sect.”

Her words weren’t meant as a threat but as light-hearted reassurance.

“After all, to face punishment, we first need to survive.”

This implied that, despite Xu Liangcai’s actions, as sect mates, how severe could the consequences be if they escaped?

Xu Liangcai’s smile didn’t reach his eyes, his heart roaring with rage.

Ye Feng! Ye Feng! Always Ye Feng! Is he all you think about, Cheng Qingning?

What’s he got over me? Just some fancy spells from the Immortal Summit by luck?

Punishment back at the sect? Damn it, none of you will live! Die here!

He spun around.

“Junior Brother, stay back, I’m going to—”

Before she finished, Xu Liangcai drew a rune-carved dagger, infusing it with spiritual energy until it glowed blindingly white.

He stabbed it into a weak spot in the array’s cage.

“Hahaha, Cheng Qingning, don’t blame me—blame that mid-Foundation Establishment showoff Ye Feng for stealing the spotlight!”

The moment the dagger struck, her body convulsed, her eyes locking onto Xu Liangcai in disbelief.
Is he insane?

Before she could ask why, her body reached its limit, collapsing under the blow.

Xu pulled the dagger out, and with a thud, Cheng Qingning fell, blood pooling from her abdomen.

“Hahaha, how’s that, Ye Feng? So high and mighty, but you couldn’t block my attack!”

Chu Huaizhou, with his divine sense fully alert, saw it all, stunned by Xu Liangcai’s move.

Is this guy brain-dead? No wonder he barely learned skills in the game—probably got killed off by a plot twist.

Mid-swing at the Green-Eyed Ancestor, Chu forcibly halted his attack.

Turning to heal Cheng Qingning, a sudden soul-deep warning flared.

“Dummy, don’t get distracted!”

The Green-Eyed Ancestor seized the moment.

In the ever-shifting battlefield, her distraction was his chance. Burning his soul for one desperate strike, he unleashed a chilling, venomous claw laced with a sinister green gu insect, amplifying its lethality and toxicity.

Chu’s spiritual domain compressed, slowing his movements slightly.

A flash of light restored him, but that instant of delay, with their close proximity and no guard up, was enough.

A near-late-Transformation-stage strike, fueled by soul-burning, aimed for Chu’s face.

Danger!

A massive Danger loomed in his mind. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Despite Bai Li’s buffs, his base strength capped their effect.

No dodging then. Chu tensed briefly, then relaxed.

He had his fox trump card.

Gong Chen, watching, felt his heart leap to his throat.

If he could, he’d sacrifice himself to block the blow for Chu.

But as a mere Nascent Soul, far from the fight, he was powerless.

Cough, cough.

At that moment, a sigh rang out, shifting from cute and soft to a commanding, mature tone.

“Enough.”

Bai Li, draped like a cape around Chu’s neck, no longer hid her aura!

A Mahayana-stage aura surged like a tidal wave across the field!

Boom! Boom!

The heavens stilled, as if time itself paused.

Her pomegranate-red skirt fluttered, nine snowy, fluffy fox tails unfurled, each hair shimmering with immortal light.

The cold, lifeless space rippled with waves of immortal charm under her domain.

Clouds and palaces appeared, the clear chime of bells echoed, and twelve white jade pillars adorned with qingluan motifs rose from the void.

Bai Li’s enchanting face, usually bewitching, now held a grave intensity, a faint blush creeping up her snowy neck.

Before Chu could react, he was enveloped in a warm, fragrant embrace.
The oversized Bai Li shielded him tightly, subjecting him to an overwhelming face-in-chest baptism.

“Mmph…”

Chu’s vision darkened, a faint orchid scent filling his nose, her slightly racing heartbeat clear in his ears.

Behind her, a massive cyan Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox phantom emerged.

Without hesitation, she unleashed one of her signature spells, turning the surrounding area into her domain.

This was her way of turning weakness into strength: controlling everything within her domain, extending her strengths infinitely, and compressing her enemies’ advantages.

This was her limit for him.

To some, her actions were a grave offense.

Everything within her reach was now under her control, with rules defying logic itself—utterly perverse.

She was too clumsy, not built for combat, yet her power was still unfathomably strong.

Restoring her true form meant all battlefield threats ceased to exist.

She ignored them.

She knew her efforts were futile, pointless.

With a cold snort, she first restrained Xu Liangcai within her domain, extracting his soul and life essence to heal Cheng Qingning.

Cheng had earned her favor, and even without prompting, Bai Li would save her now that she’d acted.

During their earlier chat, Cheng had said if they survived, she’d invite Bai Li to Wanfa Immortal

Sect to discuss cultivation and treat her to delicious food!

So Bai Li, who’d seen Xu Liangcai’s actions, was furious.

Scum like him doesn’t deserve to live!

Caught in her domain, Xu wasn’t targeted intentionally, but its purifying effect cleansed the sinister aura clouding his mind.

Regaining clarity, his actions replayed in his head.

No remorseful wailing or vows to atone followed.

He was just dumbfounded. Did I really do that? Betray and attack?

Hadn’t he already planned everything?

If he could do it again, he’d make Cheng Qingning pay an unimaginable price!

Sighing inwardly, he looked up, realizing why he’d changed.

He froze at the sight of the otherworldly, goddess-like Bai Li.

Wait… isn’t she the only Mahayana-stage Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox my uncle mentioned?

And the one in her arms—wasn’t that Ye Feng?