Chapter 150: You Think Xun'er Will Be Mad?
"Damn it! Even if I have to be seriously injured today, I won't let you get away easily!"
Fan Lao's face twisted with malice as he stared at the blood membrane that encased him, now visibly warping under pressure. Without hesitation, he slammed his palm into his chest. His face paled instantly as a mouthful of blood shot out and entered his blood-colored spear.
The spear, already a dark crimson hue, became even more ominous. Its aura surged, and with a shrill whistle, it pierced through Xiao Yuan's ice coffin!
The spear hurtled toward Xiao Yuan's heart with terrifying speed.
But Xiao Yuan didn't flinch. Her hand formed seals, and the five Mystic Ice Dragons roared louder. The frost spread swiftly and began coating Fan Lao's blood membrane in layers of black ice.
In mere moments, the blood membrane was completely frozen. Then, the five ice dragons simultaneously constricted, squeezing the frozen shell until it exploded violently.
Immediately after, the dragons continued crushing inward. With a chilling scream, Fan Lao's location burst into a mist of blood. The five dragons followed suit, exploding into shards that tore through the crimson mist.
Meanwhile, Fan Lao's Blood Devourer spear came within five meters of Xiao Yuan.
"Ten-Thousand Petal Ice Mirror."
Her cold voice echoed as she pressed her palm through the air. Ice-element Dou Qi surged forth, forming a giant mirror composed of countless crystalline facets that sparkled like blooming ice flowers under the sun.
The blood spear struck the center of the mirror and exploded in a violent wave of energy. Elder Qing, some distance away, spat out blood from the shock and tumbled before stabilizing herself.
She looked up—only to see the mirror shattered into a rain of icy fragments, and the blood spear had pierced through Xiao Yuan!
"Hahaha! Foolish woman! You dared to block my Blood Devourer with your heart? You must have a death wish!"
In the distance, Fan Lao—his face pale and body covered in blood—reappeared midair. His aura was feeble, his figure shrunken and skeletal like a blood-drained corpse.
Clearly, he had used some blood-burning secret technique to narrowly escape death from Xiao Yuan's deadly blow.
Seeing him escape, Elder Qing looked horrified. Though Fan Lao was in bad shape, she wasn't much better. In a real fight, she'd likely still die.
"Damn it…"
She grit her teeth and prepared to flee—until Fan Lao's smug face suddenly froze. His mouth opened slightly as he looked upward.
Following his gaze, Elder Qing saw a black ice sculpture of a woman hovering in the air.
It was clearly the white-robed Dou Huang!
Shhh…
A breeze of icy air flowed from the sculpture as it melted, transforming into a mist that filled the skies.
Seeing that the woman still seemed ready to fight, Fan Lao's complexion alternated between pale and flushed.
Before Xiao Yuan could act, Fan Lao slammed his chest again and spat out blood. His form blurred into crimson light and vanished.
At that exact moment, Xiao Yuan reappeared where he had been, her frost-covered palm slicing through the fading image, which scattered into nothingness.
Frowning slightly, she looked to the distance—several hundred meters away, Fan Lao reappeared, nearly transparent, his body rimmed with black ice.
"I'll remember this grudge!"
His venomous voice echoed as he punched his chest again. Several clouds of blood mist appeared and vanished in different directions.
"That old bastard is quick to cut his losses… but does he really think my ice is so easy to shake off?"
Xiao Yuan's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Senior…"
Elder Qing, surprised at Xiao Yuan's reversal, felt joyful. With her experience, she could tell Fan Lao had suffered grave injuries—he might not even survive once he returned.
Unfortunately, all her subordinates were dead.
"Don't come any closer!"
Xiao Yuan's stern voice cut her off just as she tried to approach.
She halted, puzzled.
Shhhh!
As her words fell, the surrounding frost rushed back into Xiao Yuan's body. Elder Qing thought she sensed a wave of searing heat inside Xiao Yuan, but before she could process it, Xiao Yuan was already in front of her.
Her voice softened slightly. "I laced my ice crystals with poison. In your condition, one touch would be fatal."
Elder Qing shivered, then quickly bowed. "I see… I would've died today if not for you. Thank you, Senior!"
Xiao Yuan waved her hand dismissively.
After all, the Yin-Yang Mystic Dragon Pill now belonged to Xiao Yan—and Elder Qing was thanking the one who helped steal it. The irony wasn't lost on him.
"No need. Do you know Qinglian? She's mine. Lü Man took her to your Heavenly Snake Mansion. How is she doing now?"
Elder Qing blinked in surprise, then smiled. "So Senior knows the Saintess? She is highly respected in our sect and well cared for. If you'd like, I can escort you to see her."
"No need. I have other business. Here, take this—Grade Four healing pill. It'll help with internal injuries. Don't linger in the Black-Corner Region. Even a Dou Wang like you is in danger here."
Xiao Yuan wouldn't visit Heavenly Snake Mansion now. Yao Lao's power within him was nearly depleted, and his weakened state—masked by the aftermath of the battle—wasn't something Elder Qing noticed.
"Many thanks, Senior."
She accepted the pill and bowed deeply—but when she looked up again, the white-robed figure was gone.
"…What a strange expert."
She sighed, checked the pill, then swallowed it and flew away.
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Cough cough!
Xiao Yan knelt beside Fan Ling's body, coughing violently. His face pale, he looked down at his burned palm and gave a bitter laugh.
"The Heavenly Flame Triple Transformation really is powerful… but man, it hurts."
"You're just not skilled enough. The damage is still too much."
A familiar voice chimed in. Xiao Yan turned to see his brother.
"Bro, you done?"
"Yeah. Fan Lao ran off, heavily wounded. He won't be back soon."
Xiao Yuan strolled over, coating Xiao Yan's hand with wood and water Dou Qi to treat the burns.
"Too bad it wasn't my own strength. Otherwise, he'd be dead."
Xiao Yuan shook his head.
"He's probably a four-star Dou Huang! You're still just a Da Dou Shi, even with teacher's power. That's still incredible!"
Xiao Yan rummaged through Fan Ling's things. Soon, he pulled out a frosted jade box and stared at it in awe.
He didn't open it—instead, he handed it to Xiao Yuan. Then, after a bit more digging, he found a familiar torn map.
Holding it tightly, he smiled. "Finally…"
To him, the Mystic Lotus Demon Flame was worth far more than any pill.
Next came the black bat wings—Thunder Bat Sky Wings—with arcs of violet lightning coursing through them. Their appearance was eerie but striking.
"What a haul!" Xiao Yan beamed.
"Here, this is for you too." He tossed Xiao Yuan a silver scroll.
"Three Thousand Lightning Movement? You keep it. You've got those wings—it'll pair well."
Xiao Yuan flicked it back with a smile.
"…Bro."
Xiao Yan felt a bit awkward. Xiao Yuan had done most of the work but was taking the least.
"Don't be shy. I already have my own movement technique. You'll benefit more."
As they bickered, Yao Lao's voice sounded.
"No need to argue. Xiao Yan, take it. I know the technique well—you both can learn it."
Relieved, Xiao Yan accepted it. Meanwhile, Xiao Yuan realized something.
Unlike others, he could generate wind and lightning Dou Qi directly—so his mastery of the technique might be even greater.
"Let's go refine those wings and fly straight to Jia Nan Academy."
Xiao Yuan slung an arm over his brother's shoulder.
"…Maybe you should change out of that dress first?" Xiao Yan muttered.
"Oh, right!" Xiao Yuan looked down at himself.
"…You think Xun'er would be mad if she saw me treating you like this while dressed as a woman?"
"Bro!"
Xiao Yan rolled his eyes in despair.
Xiao Yuan chuckled, tossed out a wisp of Heavenly Flame to incinerate the corpses, then swapped his gown for a white robe. With that, the familiar noble young man reappeared.
Xiao Yan finally relaxed.
Honestly, his brother looked good no matter what—but up close, the disguise was too much, even for him. It was disorienting.
"…This is better."
"Xiao Yuan, eat the Yin-Yang Mystic Dragon Pill. It's not safe to carry."
"Got it."
Without hesitation, Xiao Yuan opened the jade box and swallowed the pill.
"???"
Xiao Yan stared blankly.
"…You just ate a Grade Seven pill like that???"
(END CHAPTER)
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