Chapter 365: Cyan Wood Undying Body

Ce Mu and Ce Yuan stood outside the Holy Pill Hall. Their status wasn’t high enough for them to enter; they were waiting for someone.

“Brother, do you think my condition can really be cured?”

Ce Mu asked Ce Yuan, a worried look on his face. He had consumed two Refining Spirit Fruits back then. While he’d managed to escape Sunken Spirit Island, the Nascent Soul within him had suffered almost irreparable damage.

Ce Yuan smiled. “Don’t worry. Is there any elixir the Red Butterfly Saint Witch of the Chi Race can’t refine? What’s more, Master himself is asking for the elixir on your behalf. How could we possibly fail to get one that can heal your Nascent Soul?”

Ce Mu finally nodded in relief, only for a vicious look to surface on his face.

“It’s all because of that Yi Xiaoyao! He just stood by and watched while I was in danger! If he had just stepped in to hold back either Li Zhan or Qian Yun, I wouldn’t have needed to take two Refining Spirit Fruits at all! I could have escaped easily!”

Ce Mu spoke through gritted teeth. He hated Yi Xiaoyao even more than he hated Li Zhan and Qian Yun, the ones who had actually ambushed him.

Of course, if Yi Xiaoyao had really done as he wished and stepped in to stall them, Ce Mu would have undoubtedly fled alone without a second thought for Yi Xiaoyao’s life. He might have even taken Yun Mengling, who had captivated him, with him.

“Mu, from what you’ve said, that Yi Xiaoyao’s cultivation was low. He must be dead on Sunken Spirit Island by now. Don’t waste your thoughts on such an insignificant person,” said Ce Yuan.

Ce Mu nodded and sighed. “It’s just a shame about that gorgeous woman he was with.”

Just then, Ce Yuan suddenly pointed at Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, who was looking their way. “Mu, wasn’t Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance with you on Sunken Spirit Island? Why not ask her about that gorgeous woman you’re so obsessed with?”

“Oh?”

Ce Mu turned to look. The next moment, he saw Yi Xiaoyao next to Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, and the vicious look on his face instantly returned.

“Yi Xiaoyao! He’s still alive!”

Hearing Ce Mu’s low growl, Ce Yuan also looked over, but his gaze was immediately captured by Yun Mengling, who stood beside Yi Xiaoyao.

“Mu, that fairy-like woman must be the beauty you were talking about. We brothers certainly have the same taste. I’ve taken a fancy to her myself,” Ce Yuan said, a glint in his eye.

“Brother, what’s mine is yours. We can share this woman,” Ce Mu said generously. “But as for that Yi Xiaoyao, I must kill him with my own hands. Just keep Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance out of my way.”

With that said, Ce Mu’s figure flashed like light as he charged straight at Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao was talking to the two women beside him. When he sensed Ce Mu attacking him, his brow furrowed slightly.

At the same time, an even faster flash of light shot past. Ce Yuan moved before Ce Mu, planting himself in front of Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance and Yun Mengling.

“This is my younger brother’s private grudge. You two can’t interfere.”

Ce Yuan smirked, his eyes raking over Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s voluptuous figure as he licked his lips.

“I have no intention of interfering.”

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance shot him a look of disgust. ‘It’s obvious Ce Mu is just courting death. Why should I interfere?’

“Good.”

Ce Yuan’s gaze shifted to Yun Mengling. When he remembered Ce Mu’s promise to share this ethereal beauty with him, he couldn’t help but gulp.

Just then, Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s voice rang out. “Ce Yuan, I’d advise you to stop looking around with those shifty, rat-like eyes and check on your brother instead.”

Ce Yuan sneered. ‘According to Ce Mu, Yi Xiaoyao is pathetically weak. Killing him should be effortless. What’s there to worry about?’

Then, with a loud THUD, the surrounding crowd of passersby erupted into an uproar.

“Is it over so quickly?”

Ce Yuan asked with a smile, but he received no response from Ce Mu.

“Hm?” He turned his head, and in the next instant, his expression changed drastically.

Ce Mu was staring wide-eyed in disbelief, a charred, head-sized hole gaping in his chest. He lay perfectly still on the ground, completely devoid of life, now utterly incapable of answering Ce Yuan’s question.

Yi Xiaoyao kicked the corpse at his feet away in disgust. For someone of this level, a single punch was all it took.

The passersby all gathered around, discussing animatedly.

“This person must be a young talent from Xuanhuang. To be at the peak of the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm at such a young age… what a pity.”

“That young man in black is even more amazing. He’s already in the Void-Entering Realm. I wonder which family’s genius he is!”

“A moment ago, that guy from Xuanhuang was trying to kill the black-robed youth, but the youth killed him with a single punch instead! So powerful!”

At that moment, Ce Yuan stared at Ce Mu’s corpse, his mind blank. ‘Our master is getting an elixir for him… but now it’s useless.’

Immediately after, Ce Yuan roared in a furious rage, “Yi Xiaoyao! You killed my brother! I’ll make you accompany him in death!”

Instantly, the power of his Void Third Realm cultivation exploded outward, shocking the onlookers and forcing them to retreat.

Yi Xiaoyao’s brow twitched. ‘I knew it. Kill the little one, and the big one comes out to play.’

“Need my help?” Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance asked.

“No need.”

Yi Xiaoyao replied nonchalantly. ‘Besides, this is a good chance to test just how strong I am right now.’

“Go, Xiaoyao!”

Yun Mengling said with a smile brimming with confidence. When she saw the Power of Cyan Wood and the Spiritual Skill Yi Xiaoyao had used against Ji Hao, she’d guessed that he must have obtained a massive Creation from the Soul Spirit Pool.

Yi Xiaoyao returned her smile. ‘I know she’s noticed the changes in me. The reason I haven’t told her isn’t because of the Cyan Emperor’s instructions, but because she’s safer not knowing.’

The look of mutual trust in their eyes instantly made Ce Yuan’s eyes bulge with rage.

“So you’re just a common bitch! And to think my brother was so smitten with you, while you’re here making eyes at another man!”

Ce Yuan roared at Yun Mengling, “My brother died because of a stinking whore like you! After I kill this kid, I’m going to use your body as a sacrifice to my brother’s restless spirit!”

Such vile words instantly caused a cold light to erupt in Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes.

“You’re a dead man walking. And dead men talk too much!”

With a thunderous shout, sword light flashed. No one saw when Yi Xiaoyao’s sword left its sheath, nor when it tore through the void to appear before Ce Yuan.

Ce Yuan’s gaze focused. A flash of light appeared in his hand, instantly materializing a dazzling Light Saber, which collided with the incoming Blood Sword.

CRACK!

A faint cracking sound was heard. A crack had actually appeared on Ce Yuan’s Light Saber where it met the Bloodthirsty Sword, and it was slowly spreading.

“What?”

Ce Yuan was horrified. He finally understood how Ce Mu had died so silently. Although Yi Xiaoyao only radiated the aura of the Void First Realm, the might of the sword in his hand was actually a fraction stronger than his own.

Seeing the cold light in Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes, a cruel look appeared on Ce Yuan’s face.

Yi Xiaoyao sneered. The Spiritual Power on his Bloodthirsty Sword surged, making the cracking sound from the other’s Light Saber grow more intense, threatening to shatter it at any moment.

However, at this very moment, a powerful beam of light shot out from the Light Saber, aimed directly at Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes. This light also carried a Soul Attack that assaulted Yi Xiaoyao’s soul.

Even with his powerful soul, this sudden attack made everything go white as his consciousness wavered for an instant.

In a battle between experts, a single instant is enough to determine the victor.

Due to that single moment of dizziness and blindness, by the time Yi Xiaoyao recovered, a sword was already plunging toward his heart.

The strike seemed unavoidable.

But upon seeing this sword, Yi Xiaoyao showed not a hint of fear. A crazed look appeared in his eyes as he simultaneously thrust his own sword toward Ce Yuan’s heart.

“That black-robed youth… even if he couldn’t dodge the strike, he could have easily avoided a vital point! Why did he choose a tactic that ensures mutual injury?”

“Even so, the youth in black struck later! His sword won’t even arrive before his opponent’s pierces his heart!”

“How reckless, how foolish!”

The surrounding crowd gasped in shock, and an uproar erupted. Yun Mengling and Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance cried out in alarm.

Even Ce Yuan hadn’t expected Yi Xiaoyao to be so insane. After a moment of shock, his sword plunged directly into Yi Xiaoyao’s heart.

“Hmph! Fool! You want to take me down with you?”

Ce Yuan’s sword was embedded in Yi Xiaoyao’s heart. As he sneered, he was about to twist the blade to finish Yi Xiaoyao off, but his movement suddenly froze.

Because after his heart was pierced, Yi Xiaoyao didn’t pause or weaken in the slightest. Instead, his powerful left hand shot out, grabbed Ce Yuan’s wrist, and violently pulled him forward.

The longsword pierced straight through Yi Xiaoyao’s chest, leaving only the hilt visible as a long section of the blade emerged from his back.

At the same time, Yi Xiaoyao’s sword had also pierced through Ce Yuan’s heart, exiting from his back.

Ce Yuan’s mouth hung open, blood pouring out. But his eyes were fixed in utter disbelief on Yi Xiaoyao, who was now only a hilt’s length away.

Yi Xiaoyao’s heart had been pierced, yet he seemed completely unharmed. His palm plunged through Ce Yuan’s Dantian and pulled out a screaming, terrified Nascent Soul.

“You think you’re worthy of taking me down with you?”

A disdainful sneer came from Yi Xiaoyao’s lips. Ce Yuan’s Nascent Soul was filled with disbelief. Its small, terrified eyes watched as Yi Xiaoyao pulled the longsword from his chest. A green light squirmed at the wound on his heart, and in an instant, it healed completely, leaving not even a scar.

“This is impossible! How are you not dead?!”

The Nascent Soul held in Yi Xiaoyao’s palm shrieked in terror. It struggled to escape but was held fast by a layer of black Spiritual Power.

Then, the Dark Spiritual Power in Yi Xiaoyao’s palm instantly erupted with a powerful Devouring Power, not only devouring the Spiritual Power within the Nascent Soul but also consuming its soul entirely.

Looking down at his unblemished chest, Yi Xiaoyao marveled internally. ‘The Cyan Wood Undying Body truly lives up to its name as the Cyan Emperor’s most valued Spiritual Skill. I’ve only just mastered the Entry Level, yet its effects are already this potent. However, the stronger the effect, the more Spiritual Power it consumes. Using the Cyan Wood Undying Body to heal my heart just now cost me the equivalent of an entire Nascent Soul’s worth of Spiritual Power. Luckily, I recovered it all by devouring the Spiritual Power from the Nascent Soul in my hand.’