Chapter 84

Contest (3)

Bang!

The backlash from the palm technique was immense. Jeong Yeonshin immediately poured subsequent power into his right arm's meridians.

The long twelve meridians of the Hand-Yangming Large Intestine, extending from the shoulder to the little finger, took on the firmness of the Jinggadong acupoint.

This was a move to prevent dislocation from the powerful aftermath.

Bang!

Despite this, he was still pushed back. The feeling under his feet, creating furrows in the dirt, was rough.

The palm force storm scattered in all directions, raising dust from the loess. His vision blurred.

'As expected.'

The sensation of the strike was shallow. Just before the moment, the sudden surge of energy from the Seven Star Dao had moved away at a rapid pace.

Jeong Yeonshin's attack from close range had been evaded.

It was a reaction as if she had anticipated it. She was a lively and cunning girl.

The Seven Star Dao was undoubtedly in a weakened state compared to when she was fully intact. Her evasion was a bit slower.

However, it wasn't as much as it appeared. Her severely weakened appearance was an exaggerated pretense.

She was still powerful. Perhaps she wanted to evoke some sympathy.

"What's your plan?"

Jeong Yeonshin gazed through the dust and spoke. The figure of the Seven Star Dao was five steps away.

With a single gesture from her, a hot summer breeze blew, clearing the view.

Her long black hair fluttered, and her red eyes and arched lips were revealed.

"You've created another nonexistent martial art?"

The Seven Star Dao gently stroked her abdomen. The red silk martial robe clung to her body as if it were wet.

She hadn't completely deflected Jeong Yeonshin's palm force.

It meant that the Seven Star Dao's ever-active protective qi had been momentarily penetrated.

This was significant. He now possessed a strike that could penetrate even the black domain.

It would be a life-saving ultimate move when needed.

'Hitting is not the issue. Accuracy is the problem.'

It was difficult to load speed and precision. The signs of the technique's deployment were too conspicuous, and the flow of power was too strong.

Jeong Yeonshin suppressed his sense of achievement and focused on the Seven Star Dao. The madwoman was speaking.

"Even without a direct hit, it's this much..."

A mischievous smile formed on her lips.

"If I had been hit properly, I wouldn't have survived. Incredible!"

She looked excited. Even the eye on the opposite side of her black blindfold seemed to glow red.

"You asked. What's your intention?"

"Of course. To bring the Taiji..."

She lowered her single eye slightly and trailed off.

Her attitude changed. At that moment, Jeong Yeonshin realized the principles of the martial world. There was no other reason to think.

It was because he had grown. It was because Namgung Hwashin was with him.

The term "free and easy" was merely a privilege of the experts. The stronger one became, the more dignified they were. The principles of the martial world were clear.

The refined Shenye, exuding a powerful aura, and the white qilin, with his high-level martial arts, were formidable.

The injured Seven Star Dao was a formidable opponent, even without any wounds.

She couldn't kidnap someone as she used to.

Jeong Yeonshin made a decision.

'I'll end this martial journey here.'

It would be hard to see the Seven Star Dao in such a state again. He needed to eliminate her while she was weakened.

Excluding the Supreme Sword Master, she was the most significant threat.

"My Taiji. Let's go together. Okay?"

The Seven Star Dao said with a pleading expression. It was a direct plea.

It was amusing to see her beg with the mouth that absorbed people's vital energy.

Where was the high-level assassin who captured him in a single move at the Qingyagou in Nanzhili?

Jeong Yeonshin observed her demeanor. The center of her bright red lips was slightly raised.

It seemed she considered this a difficult situation.

She couldn't suppress Jeong Yeonshin, but she didn't want to leave. Perhaps she intended to cling to him as she did when they were in the main hall.

"Your Blood Cultivation."

He spoke. Her face immediately lit up.

"Huh?"

"I've completed the incantation. It's stored in my body."

Whoosh!

With the use of the incantation, a sinister aura stirred.

It was the moment he activated the Mara Blood Cultivation.

Invisible true qi waves began to burst from his entire body.

The calm atmosphere he originally possessed transformed into explosive yao energy, enveloping Jeong Yeonshin.

The hissing sound of a snake's tongue added to the sinister atmosphere.

Sssss—

Jeong Yeonshin's face remained calm. There was not a trace of the low, evil madness characteristic of Blood Cultivation.

The aura of pure blood, known as such in the Blood Flame Sect's main hall, surrounded him.

At that moment, his blue robe of the Rihuangcheng seemed to turn into a pure blood robe.

He had completed the fourth move and fully transformed the incantation. He only brought the unique killing intent and explosiveness of Blood Cultivation.

It was a change that any expert familiar with the Mara Blood Cultivation could feel.

"Ah...!"

The Seven Star Dao's exclamation was close to joy. It was the moment she spoke with a face full of excitement.

"A hundred-character incantation. I'll give you four characters for each time you block my ambush."

Jeong Yeonshin spoke calmly. He was proposing a bet with the martial arts incantation.

He mentioned ambushing the Blood Flame Sect's envoy.

"Namgung Xiaojie and I will continue moving. You must maintain a distance of at least three hundred paces. Don't approach any closer. Only I can get closer. If you violate this, I'll take one of your arms. Even if I die, I can sever one of your limbs."

Jeong Yeonshin's voice, using Blood Cultivation, was harshly distorted. Namgung Hwashin, who was nearby, thought:

'It sounds like the voice of a demon from the Buddhist Eight Hot and Eight Cold Hells.'

'Namgung Xiaojie has a deep mind. He doesn't act rashly at all.'

Jeong Yeonshin admired the capacity of the white qilin.

Even in a situation with no other options, he silently endured Jeong Yeonshin's absurd words.

Even as a righteous martial artist, he saw the Blood Cultivation without any reaction. Jeong Yeonshin was very grateful.

"What?"

The Seven Star Dao laughed, finding it amusing.

It was a one-sided declaration of ambush. It was an unusual suggestion to accept.

Twenty-five chances to land a killing blow on a high-level expert who was several levels above her.

Even if she were ambushed, she couldn't kill Jeong Yeonshin. Her manic obsession and past actions were proof of that.

If she tried to capture him clumsily, she would have to face the combined attack of the refined Shenye and the white qilin, who were willing to risk their lives.

It was a daunting task even for her, especially with her internal injuries. She might lose an arm.

It was like a venomous snake trying to approach a curled-up hedgehog. The initiative had shifted.

"If you accept, move away now."

Jeong Yeonshin said. A faint smile formed on the Seven Star Dao's lips.

"What if you give me fake incantations?"

"I have no intention of playing a clumsy trick. Can a high-level expert like you not sense inharmony?"

"What if you don't ambush me?"

"You're no different from the various sects. There are those who don't understand the debts of others. The grudge you created will be settled by my hands."

He answered calmly.

In the martial world, where one's freedom is suppressed, he had to live under constant tension.

He had to take on unwanted responsibilities and live in constant tension. He had endured this for a month. He had no intention of forgiving her.

She didn't answer immediately. She stared at Jeong Yeonshin for a while before slowly speaking.

"Four characters are too few. Six characters."

She suddenly bargained. Her tone was light.

The atmosphere changed. A faint sense of confusion appeared on Namgung Hwashin's face.

Standing next to Jeong Yeonshin, he tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

"You're a madwoman of the evil sect."

While he muttered, Jeong Yeonshin spoke.

"I'm not a merchant."

"Six characters."

"Five."

"Fine. I'll get a taste of our Taiji's sword."

The Seven Star Dao smiled. Suddenly, a breeze blew between the three of them.

The sun above seemed to lose its original heat. The aftermath of the Blood Cultivation was significant.

The plants lining the road near the city were losing their greenness.

Dry leaves scattered helplessly in the wind carrying the qi.

"..."

Jeong Yeonshin slowly withdrew the Mara Blood Cultivation.

Trading martial arts incantations and the threat to his life. This was also a part