Chapter 680 - 665: Fated Not to Die

As Shen Jianfeng and Yan Qi were returning from the Eastern Palace, before they had even left the Imperial Palace, they were attacked by a phantom!

Shen Jianfeng couldn’t understand why a phantom would appear in a place like the Imperial Palace, which was saturated with Imperial Qi.

But at this moment, he had no time to ponder it.

After the black mist shot up from beneath his feet, it drilled directly into his mind, clearly attempting a Possession.

The shock instantly sobered Shen Jianfeng up...

"Damn it, get out of me! Or I’ll have you utterly obliterated! I’m Shen Lang’s cousin!"

Shen Jianfeng roared, a mix of shock and fury.

Not caring whether Shen Lang’s name could actually scare the phantom, he invoked it and then jabbed a finger hard against his own head.

Gritting his teeth, Shen Jianfeng gathered his Divine Sense to form a defense, preparing for a major battle with the phantom.

Possession was far more dangerous than any physical battle; it was a struggle to the death.

One wrong move, and his soul would be extinguished, with no chance of recovery!

He absolutely could not afford to be careless!

"Brother, are you okay? What do I do? How can I help you? I told you not to frequent those brothels like Tian Hao! Look, now you’ve got a female ghost latched onto you!"

"Huh? How do I know the ghost is female?" Yan Qi scratched his head.

Yan Qi was terrified too. In just a few seconds, he had already circled Shen Jianfeng three or four times!

If the phantom had fought Shen Jianfeng or Yan Qi in a direct physical confrontation, they wouldn’t necessarily have been afraid.

But with the phantom having already taken advantage of an opening to enter Shen Jianfeng’s mind, someone of Yan Qi’s Cultivation had no idea how to help. All he could do was wring his hands and pace anxiously.

Shen Jianfeng had been caught off guard; he had no time to talk to Yan Qi.

Inside his mind, a not-so-solid black sphere suddenly smashed toward his Divine Sense!

Shen Jianfeng let out a strange laugh. ’Damn, you gave me a scare. A soul this weak wants to possess me? You really don’t know what’s good for you!’

Sensing the soul’s weakness, Shen Jianfeng’s bravado soared.

He stopped defending passively and launched his own attack!

The ball of light formed from his Divine Sense smashed violently toward the soul!

"SOB SOB SOB..."

The phantom, realizing it was no match for him, immediately let out the sound of a young girl’s weeping and began to dodge in a panic.

’Crying is useless! You think I’ll let you go just because you shed a few tears? Come here and die!’

Seeing that the phantom didn’t dare to face him head-on, Shen Jianfeng grew even bolder.

"Shen Jianfeng, please... please don’t kill me. Please, help me..." the phantom began to beg, her voice choked with sobs.

Shen Jianfeng was taken aback. ’Hm? You know me? I don’t recall knowing any female ghosts. Strange, this feeling is a little familiar. Who are you? Why did you target me?’

The phantom’s cries grew louder. "I... I’m Shui Ningxin! Someone is trying to devour my soul! Please, help me! If I can’t absorb some yang energy from you, my Soul Power will dissipate in a few hours, and I’ll be reduced to dust..."

’Shui Ningxin!’ Shen Jianfeng was stunned.

Just ten days ago, this same Shui Ningxin had arrogantly blocked Shen Lang’s path on Cangxia Mountain and taunted him...

Ten days later, how had she become such a miserable, lonely ghost?

Shen Jianfeng’s gaze turned cold as he replied frostily, ’Do you think I’d help you? You mocked my cousin for the sake of that Third Prince and acted like you were going to oppose him. You’re lucky I haven’t come looking for you... and now you’re asking for my help?’

’Are you sick in the head?’

"I... SOB SOB SOB!" Shui Ningxin burst into tears. "The Third Prince... isn’t the Third Prince anymore! He’s the one who killed me, and he still wants to devour my soul!"

"The Imperial Palace is full of yang energy and saturated with Imperial Qi. I’ve been hiding here for days, and I can’t hold on much longer..."

"I was on the verge of my Soul Scattering when I saw you... Please, please help me... My older sister, Shui Qingwu, is Shen Lang’s good friend. For my sister’s sake, please help me, okay...?"

Shui Ningxin spoke through her sobs.

Her young and miserable voice was enough to break Shen Jianfeng’s heart.

"You..." Shen Jianfeng said hesitantly, ’Then... how can I help you?’

Seeing Shen Jianfeng finally relent, Shui Ningxin was overjoyed. "You just need to withdraw your Divine Sense to a corner and let me control your body. My soul will be able to absorb some of your yang energy and stabilize."

"Then I’ll find Shen Lang and ask for his help... He can definitely help me. Right now, he’s the only one who can deal with the Third Prince!"

Shen Jianfeng was silent for a moment before saying, ’Why should I believe a word you say?’

Shui Ningxin started crying again. "You... you can come a little closer to me and feel my power. You’ll know how weak I am. My soul is on the verge of collapsing. I couldn’t possibly do anything to you."

"Even if I controlled your body, with how formidable your Divine Sense is, you could take your body back whenever you wanted."

"Besides, I only need a tiny bit of yang energy. I won’t harm your body... You’re still a virgin, so your yang energy is abundant. There won’t be any problems."

Shen Jianfeng was stunned. ’Pah! Who are you calling a virgin?! I’ve been with countless women! That’s something a little brat like you could never understand! Don’t spout nonsense if you don’t know what you’re talking about!’

"..." Shui Ningxin was speechless.

Shen Jianfeng immediately added viciously, ’Normally, for someone like you who opposes my cousin, if I got the chance, I’d rape you, then kill you, then rape you again, then kill you again...’

’But forget it. For your sister Shui Qingwu’s sake, I’ll just accept my bad luck... Come on, take me!’

’Er, that came out wrong. I mean, take my body!’

...

A moment later, Shen Jianfeng finally opened his eyes.

The moment he did, he froze...

Yan Qi was anxiously patting him all over, at a loss for what to do.

Shen Jianfeng’s expression changed drastically. "Ah! You lecher! Shameless!"

Before Yan Qi could react, Shen Jianfeng slapped him so hard he spun around, then followed up with a flying kick to his butt, sending him flying.

The big lug flew through the air and slammed into the palace wall with a BANG, not getting up for a long time.

Poor Yan Qi had only been trying to help Shen Jianfeng with the best of intentions, only to nearly end up with broken bones.

And he still had no idea why he’d been hit.

"You disgusting man, how dare you touch me! Simply... simply..."

Shen Jianfeng said in a soft, gentle voice, his posture now completely that of Shui Ningxin.

However, before he could say another word, his expression changed wildly!

An incomparably tyrannical pressure descended from the sky, crushing him as if a mountain had fallen on him!

"CRACK!"

The massive bluestone slabs beneath Shen Jianfeng’s feet shattered, covered in a shocking web of cracks!

"It’s you, you beast!" Shen Jianfeng shrieked.

Just then, the Third Prince’s voice sounded from the air. "A few days ago, you were calling me ’big brother,’ and now you’re calling me a beast. Are all women so fickle?"

"I knew you couldn’t have escaped the Imperial Palace. To think you’ve been hiding here all this time."

"If you hadn’t just kicked that brute away, leaking your power, I really wouldn’t have noticed you!"

Shen Jianfeng’s body slowly buckled, and large beads of sweat dripped down. "You... what did you do to Brother Third Prince? You beast, you’ll die a horrible death!"

The Third Prince’s laughter rang out again. "What a touching love story. Facing your own death, and you’re still thinking of Tantai Lanshan? Truly a pair of devoted scoundrels."

"But at a time like this, shouldn’t you be more worried about yourself?"

The moment his voice fell, a sharp sound of something Breaking the Sky was heard. A wisp of black Finger Wind shot from the distance like a bolt of black lightning!

Shen Jianfeng could only watch helplessly as the Finger Wind approached, his eyes filled with despair.

Even without the Third Prince’s power suppressing him, he would have been unable to block the Silent Extinction Netherworld Finger.

Not to mention he was completely immobilized now...

’Big Brother Shen Jianfeng, I’m sorry! It’s my fault you’re going to die!’ A thought like this surfaced in his mind, and Shen Jianfeng closed his eyes.

Two streams of hot tears suddenly streamed down his cheeks...

It was at this exact moment that the jade stone hanging from Shen Jianfeng’s neck suddenly flared with brilliant light!

A spiral, sea-blue Light Shield materialized out of thin air in front of Shen Jianfeng!

The Light Shield stood before him, looking at first glance like a giant whirlpool that had appeared in the middle of the ocean, a truly amazing sight!

The jade stone on Shen Jianfeng’s neck was none other than the "Life-Saving Talisman" given to him by Gu Feng on Cangxia Mountain!

"PFFT!"

The Finger Wind from the Third Prince’s Silent Extinction Netherworld Finger instantly struck the spiral Light Shield!

The Finger Wind of the Silent Extinction Netherworld Finger, which even someone as powerful as Ying Huo could not block...

...the Finger Wind that could instantly pierce even the Xingtian Battle Armor, vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea. Not even a single ripple of Energy was formed!

"Hm?"

The Third Prince’s soft sound of surprise came from the sky.

Before the Third Prince could make a move, a fragrant breeze blew past, and an elegant, noble, yet cold figure suddenly appeared beside Shen Jianfeng.

You Yue, one of the Five War Wolf Commanders, flicked her sleeve. A bone-chillingly cold power enveloped Shen Jianfeng and Yan Qi, and with a backward fling, she sent them flying away as if riding the clouds and mist!

"THWIP THWIP THWIP!"

The instant Shen Jianfeng’s body was thrown, three incomparably sharp Finger Winds shot past where he had been standing, instantly piercing the thick palace wall.

Three unfathomably deep little holes immediately appeared on the palace wall.

Immediately after, a surge of Supreme Yin Energy that seemed capable of corroding anything eroded the small holes in the palace wall into large, head-sized craters in the blink of an eye!

’So this is the ’Silent Extinction Netherworld Finger’ that the master was talking about? It truly is terrifying.’

You Yue’s eyes narrowed. She gave the large holes blasted into the palace wall by the Finger Wind a grave look, then coldly turned her gaze in the direction the attack had come from.

That was the direction of the Third Prince’s Palace.

"TAP!"

You Yue took a step forward with her right foot, and an incomparably frigid aura began to spread out in all directions with her at its center.

Where she stood, sheets of ice crystals suddenly appeared, covering an area a hundred meters in radius.

You Yue’s imposing display startled the various experts from the sects within the Imperial Capital Imperial City. "Such powerful Ice Power! What’s happening?"

Over a hundred powerful Divine Thoughts broke through the air, locking onto You Yue.

Having successfully drawn the attention of the various experts in the Imperial Capital, You Yue gave the location of the Third Prince’s Palace another indifferent glance, then rose into the air like an Ice and Snow Goddess and vanished into the night sky.

Inside the great hall, the Third Prince squeezed his right hand slightly, and the Nightlight Cup in his grasp was instantly crushed to dust.

Not a single drop of the wine inside it fell; it all turned to white vapor and evaporated without a trace.

"What an astonishing Ice Realm! Is she making a show of force for me?"

"Shen Lang, oh, Shen Lang. No matter how powerful you are, no matter how many powerful King Martial Realm experts you have under your command, I will make all of you die in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land!"

"Just you wait!"

...

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the night was enchanting.

Beside the rockery on the north side of the courtyard, Chu Qingcheng was plucking at the strings of his qin. The gentle, continuous melody flowed out like a tide, filling every corner of the courtyard.

And Shen Moran, dressed in white, sat quietly beside him like a fairy, occasionally lifting her head to glance at the qin-playing Chu Qingcheng, a faint smile on her lips.

It was unknown how many people were envious of this perfect couple.

Just then, Shen Jianfeng hurried past on the path ahead, his head bowed.

"Jianfeng."

Chu Qingcheng called out softly, pressing his hands flat against the qin strings to stop the music.

Shen Jianfeng jumped in alarm and stopped in his tracks, looking a little flustered.

Chu Qingcheng looked at Shen Jianfeng quietly, smiled, and pointed in the opposite direction from where he was heading. "Xiaolang’s place is over there. There’s a bamboo grove in front of the door, and a filthy Zombie squatting at the entrance..."