Chapter 541: Fated Showdown

Chapter 541: Chapter 542: Fated Showdown

“You beast!” Zisang Jin’s almond-shaped eyes went wide. With a sharp cry, CRACK! CRACK! She kicked out, breaking both of Chen Dong’s hands.

Chen Dong’s eyes were not the only thing glowing red; a flush had also spread across his face.

“I went through hell and back to save a despicable creature like you!”

This was because the bulge in his lower body was magnificent and erect, exceedingly obvious even when covered by his bright red groom’s attire.

Although she knew Chen Dong’s condition was clearly abnormal, Zisang Jin was still furious. The spot on her calf where he had touched her still tingled with a strange sensation.

She cast a spell, directly restraining Chen Dong in his disgraceful state.

Zisang Jin was troubled. She knew very little about such matters. Although she could tell from Chen Dong’s current state that he was in the throes of lust, she had no idea what had caused it.

‘Men are truly strange creatures. Even when they take on demonic forms or possess immense cultivation, they all seem to end up like this!’

Zisang Jin muttered to herself as she waited.

However, before long, the person she was waiting for did not arrive. Instead, a frigid wind swept in, and frost instantly froze the surrounding greenery.

A vast demonic aura swept down.

Zisang Jin was all too familiar with this demonic aura. It was Yun Mengshang. ‘She actually managed to catch up!’

‘How did she track me down?’

Zisang Jin had no time to ponder. Yun Mengshang, clad in phoenix robes, appeared in mid-air. There were traces of blood at the corner of her mouth, and a bright light lay hidden in the depths of her azure eyes.

If Chen Dong had been conscious, he would have recognized this at a glance as the sign of someone having used the Grand Divination Art.

Zisang Jin sensed Yun Mengshang’s aura and said in astonishment, “You actually burned your blood essence to chase me here? Is this despicable creature really worth all that?”

Yun Mengshang looked at Chen Dong, who was so overwhelmed by the relapse of the Joyful Fragrance that he couldn’t even struggle, and her heart ached for him.

“Give him back to me, and I’ll let you go!”

Zisang Jin was taken aback. Given the enmity between her and Yun Mengshang, she was shocked that Yun Mengshang would say such a thing. ‘What kind of demonic charm does this Chen Dong possess to make her act like this?’

But no matter how shocked she was, Zisang Jin couldn’t possibly hand Chen Dong over. After all, she had risked life and limb to rescue this… thing.

“Impossible!” Zisang Jin replied decisively.

“I saw you comprehend the Frost Dream Realm earlier, which gave me a new insight into the Dao Essence. It’s been a long time since we’ve fought! This place is perfect. Today, you and I will settle the score and resolve our long-standing feud right here!”

The moment her words fell, the Peach Blossom Divine Sword shot out, a streak of light flashing through the air.

Yun Mengshang’s emotions were in turmoil, but she knew that if she killed Zisang Jin now, she could not only get Chen Dong back but also avenge some of their past grievances.

“Fine!” Her clear voice rang out as a single Spirit Sword multiplied into thousands, filling the sky with sword shadows.

It was Sword Technique versus Sword Technique as a blade shot forth.

Sword light crisscrossed with a clear ring. Zisang Jin was utterly shocked—she never expected Yun Mengshang to know a Sword Technique!

The style of the Sword Intent was identical to that of the new Peak Master, Li Zhixuan. And since both Chen Dong and Li Zhixuan came from the Jiuzhou Realm, this Sword Technique had to be connected to Chen Dong.

At this thought, Zisang Jin added another mark to Chen Dong’s long list of transgressions.

“You dare get distracted at a time like this?!” The moment Yun Mengshang’s voice faded, the sky full of sword shadows began to rotate, descending upon Zisang Jin like a torrential downpour.

This Sword Technique was clearly of a high rank. Although she had seen Li Zhixuan use it before, facing it herself was an entirely different experience.

The airtight Sword Intent was like nothingness itself—was it real or an illusion? It seemed ethereal yet infinite. A cultivator with even slightly weaker strength would find their Spiritual Qi disrupted by this curtain of sword shadows and fall beneath the blades.

The Peach Blossom Divine Sword blocked thousands of sword glints in a row, but Zisang Jin was growing weary of defending. ‘If I lose in a contest of Sword Techniques, I’ll die of shame!’

With that, the Peach Blossom Divine Sword trembled, its cry ringing out between heaven and earth. She unleashed her fragrant, peach-colored Sword Intent at full power. A faint scent drifted amidst the clashing sword lights, rising and falling, seeming soft and weak one moment, then incomparably sharp the next. It was as if a sky full of peach blossoms was facing off against the void-like Sword Rain.

Each peach blossom petal was like the Peach Blossom Divine Sword itself. In the shifting light, killing intent was revealed—it was both the sharp glint of a sword and the gentle fall of a blossom.

Yun Mengshang had only possessed the Yuqing Immortal Technique for a short time. Even with the boost from her karmic affinity—making her the most suitable creature to practice it—her skill was still a full level below Zisang Jin’s century of cultivation in the Sword Dao. The Sword Rain could not penetrate the waves of peach blossoms.

Within moments, the fragrance and petals turned the tables, surging back to fill the sky. Yun Mengshang didn’t care that she had lost the exchange of Sword Techniques. Her figure flashed, dodging the endless peach blossoms as a silver-white fox shadow leaped from the void, moving with incredible speed.

Not even the peach blossoms, which appeared slow but were in fact extremely fast, could catch up to it.

Zisang Jin’s Sword Intent changed. She now primarily wielded the Life Sword. Her intent flowed from her heart, as if taking root in the earth. The phantom of a colossal peach tree appeared. ‘Beneath this Sword Intent, my life force is also endless!’

Several fox shadows charged Zisang Jin, tearing toward her at extreme speed. The Nine Shadows of the Spirit Fox was not only the pinnacle of speed but also possessed unparalleled killing power. How could an Innate Divine Technique of the Frost Fox Race be simple?

Shimmering light flared as endless sword gleams struck at the fox shadows.

However, the nine shadows seemed to lack their imagined power. Her two Sword Intents of “Color” and “Life” were enough to stop them a dozen feet away. ‘Did Yun Mengshang’s blood escape technique consume too much of her strength?’

The thought had barely formed in Zisang Jin’s mind when a flash of frost appeared right beside Chen Dong.

From the very beginning, Yun Mengshang had never cared about a decisive battle with Zisang Jin. All she wanted was to get Chen Dong back.

It was all a feint. She moved to grab Chen Dong.