Chapter 62

（Seeking attention, seeking promotion, hahaha!）

"Amu——" Han Bingyi didn't expect Amu to suddenly rush out, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

The white figure moved like lightning, and Han Bingyi was completely unprepared. Moreover, she had just used a powerful technique, and her energy had not yet recovered. With little remaining strength, she could only try to dodge the sudden and close-range attack.

But at that moment, a black lightning bolt seemed to explode in Han Bingyi's mind.

"Ah!" Han Bingyi was momentarily dazed, and the world spun around her. However, as a spirit cultivator, her mental strength was extremely powerful, and she quickly regained her clarity.

But it was too late. Amu's body shot forward like a cannonball.

At the same time, a pair of cold, large hands grabbed Han Bingyi's right wrist and her white, jade-like neck.

"Ah!" Han Bingyi let out a scream, and under the force, Amu and Han Bingyi flew out together.

"Bang—" The two of them landed in the small courtyard.

With the man on top and the woman underneath, their bodies entangled, it was an extremely awkward moment.

Han Bingyi's wrist was boneless, her neck smooth as jade, and her soft body was pressed beneath him, emitting a cold fragrance. Amu felt his heart flutter.

No matter what level of cultivator Han Bingyi was, she was still a woman, not a transcendent being without emotions.

With her wrist and neck both held by those large hands, and a man pressing down on her, the masculine scent invading her nostrils, this was the first time Han Bingyi had been so close to a man.

In that instant, Han Bingyi's resolve wavered, her face flushed, and her thoughts became scattered.

"Senior Sister Han, please yield!" Amu's smile was somewhat evil, and he gently released his hands, preparing to stand up.

But with Amu completely pressing down on Han Bingyi, his movement, whether intentional or not, naturally touched some prominent parts.

Soft and round, smooth and fragrant, the sensation was extremely pleasant.

"Ah!" The tingling sensation was like an electric shock, and Han Bingyi couldn't bear it. "Don't touch me!"

Upon hearing this, even Amu was taken aback.

"I didn't touch you!" Amu instinctively replied.

In the middle of the night, a man and a woman entangled on the ground—what kind of situation was this? Han Bingyi felt she had spoken out of turn, and Amu also felt the awkwardness.

Embarrassed and angry, Han Bingyi regained her composure, her teeth clenched, and a bright light suddenly radiated from her body.

"Seal, open!" Instantly, Han Bingyi's cultivation seal opened, and her power erupted like a volcanic eruption, almost taking on a tangible form.

"Ah—" This time, Amu couldn't avoid it and was sent flying like a broken kite.

"Bang—" He crashed into a large green rock, shattering it.

A dragon's roar echoed through the night sky, and a bolt of lightning flashed.

Han Bingyi's cold face was flushed, adding to her charm, even her neck was red. In her hand, a three-foot-long immortal sword appeared, bright as the moon, emitting a cold light that dazzled the eyes, with white mist swirling around it, and the dragon's roar never ceasing.

This Cold Moon Divine Sword was a high-level spiritual treasure that Han Bingyi rarely used. In her rage, she had summoned the Cold Moon Divine Sword, pointing it at Amu, with a killing aura.

At this moment, Han Bingyi was so angry that her whole body trembled, her face alternating between red and white, and her chest heaving.

A great humiliation!

"Ah!" At this moment, Amu let out a惨叫, having been thrown by the force, the green rock shattered. Yet, Amu managed to stand up?

"Amu—You—" Han Bingyi shouted, but she was too angry to know what to say.

Only the Cold Moon Divine Sword hummed softly, emitting a thin aura of spirituality, the killing intent rising.

"Senior Sister Han—" "Ah—"

Amu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale. This was not an act; the force of the spirit cultivator's seal awakening had nearly killed him. If it weren't for his demon body and immortal bones, he would have been dead several times over.

"Senior Sister Han, you cheated!" Amu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Cheat? You... you molested me!" Han Bingyi finally calmed down a bit, but her voice carried a hint of killing intent.

"Molested?" Amu looked at Han Bingyi, a nearly perfect woman, with her figure, appearance, and aura all being world-class. His eyes involuntarily fixed on her chest.

"Do you want to die?" A flush spread across Han Bingyi's face, but her words carried even deeper killing intent.

"Hmph!" Hearing Han Bingyi's words, Amu's face suddenly turned cold. "Senior Sister Han, your words are too harsh!"

Taking advantage of the situation and still speaking with righteous indignation, Han Bingyi's eyebrows arched.

"Senior Sister Han, I, Amu, am a cultivation child without any immortal roots, a waste. Tonight, you forced me to compete with you. I don't know any techniques, and you can see that I didn't use any. You, however, used a powerful technique, deliberately setting up a seal to almost kill me. I broke through with brute force, trying to subdue you with martial arts, but I used too much force unintentionally. You then released your seal, using your spirit power to almost kill me. Now, I am severely injured, and you are holding an immortal sword, pointing it at me, and insulting me. How mighty! I, Amu, may be a waste, but I have no regrets! If you, Senior Sister Han, think I intentionally molested you, a spirit cultivator, then I have nothing to say. The bet is null and void! Whether to kill or spare me, it's up to you!"

Amu's face was cold, but he called her "Senior Sister" and "spirit cultivator" repeatedly, his words filled with righteous indignation, as if he had suffered a great humiliation and injustice, his heart burning with anger.

The key was that Amu's words were all true. Han Bingyi had indeed forced him to compete, and he hadn't used any techniques. She had released her seal, and he was now severely injured.

Amu's words were unassailable.

For a moment, Han Bingyi's beautiful eyes were filled with anger, her face changing, and she was so angry that she wanted to tear Amu apart, but she couldn't say a word.

Was she just going to let Amu take advantage of her like this?

"Ah!" Just as Han Bingyi was struggling internally, Amu's head tilted, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Hmm?" Han Bingyi's expression changed; she knew how powerful the force of the spirit seal was.

Amu's ability to hold on for so long was already a miracle. Was he now unable to hold on? If Amu died at her hands, the situation would become serious! Besides, Amu wouldn't die!

"Amu!" Han Bingyi frowned and called out, but Amu lay on the ground, silent.

After hesitating, Han Bingyi took a light step forward, reached out, and turned Amu over. She saw that his face was as pale as paper, and his mouth and chest were covered in blood, and he was unconscious.

"Hmph!" Han Bingyi's mental awareness swept over him, and she found that Amu's internal energy was churning, and he had fainted.

"Good, he's not dead. He really has no cultivation power! Just a hard bone!" Han Bingyi leaned down and examined Amu closely.

At this moment, the handsome Amu looked rather disheveled, and for some reason, Han Bingyi suddenly felt a bit complex.

A cultivation child had been forced to battle a high-level cultivator, facing death. Then he was forced to compete with her, and now he was lying in a pool of blood. Han Bingyi felt a ripple in her heart, and she remembered the scene of the two of them falling together, her face turning red.

"Hmm? What's wrong with me!" Han Bingyi, who was usually as cold as ice, felt strange, "Could it be that I..." But she didn't dare to think about it, her heart pounding.

But no matter what, seeing Amu in this state, Han Bingyi had no more thoughts of killing.

Her beautiful brows furrowed, and she raised her hand, using her cultivation power to lift Amu into the air. Then she walked into the room and gently placed him on the bed.

She took a pill from her storage bag, pried open Amu's mouth, and gave him the pill. Then, almost subconsciously, she wanted to wipe the blood from his mouth.

But something made her face turn red, and she coldly hummed, not looking at Amu again.

Han Bingyi bit her lip, hesitated, and then solemnly took out a summoning jade token from her chest and placed it on Amu's bedside, not looking at him.

She muttered, "Rival!" and her figure vanished.

Amu's injuries were severe, so even after Han Bingyi left, he remained unconscious on the bed.

At this moment, in the void above the small courtyard on the back mountain, two figures were floating.

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