Translator: CinderTL
A chill ran down Song Wen's spine.
Rong Shu's emaciated appearance made her seem ancient and carried a deathly aura. He felt no attraction whatsoever.
Yet, on the other hand, Song Wen was intensely interested.
The list of Rong Clan disciples who had joined the Divine Blood Gate clearly included the name "Rong Shu."
Moreover, as they stood face-to-face, with Rong Shu making no attempt to conceal her aura, Song Wen could clearly sense that she was cultivating the Corpse King Blood Refinement Art.
"Hahaha..."
Peach Blossom True Immortal suddenly erupted into wild laughter.
He had already torn open Rong Shu's upper garment, revealing her gaunt shoulders.
Wrapping his arm around her "fragrant shoulder," Peach Blossom True Immortal gazed at her with tender affection.
"Fellow Daoist Rong Shu, your taste... is truly unique! This boy is just a rogue cultivator at the Void Refinement Stage. He's unlikely to withstand your nurturing grace."
"What? Do I need your permission to seek other men?" Rong Shu's voice was icy.
"How dare I, how dare I! As long as Fellow Daoist Rong Shu is pleased, that's all that matters." A flicker of awkwardness crossed Peach Blossom True Immortal's face, but he quickly regained his obsequious demeanor. "If Fellow Daoist wishes, I can serve you alongside him."
Rong Shu's eyebrows arched slightly.
This proposal isn't bad!
Her withered fingers caressed Peach Blossom True Immortal's chest, while her bulging eyes remained fixed on Song Wen.
"What's this, young man? Why aren't you responding? Do you find this old woman too withered and faded?"
As Rong Shu spoke, Peach Blossom True Immortal eagerly added fuel to the fire with a fawning smile.
"Fan Kang, was it? Fellow Daoist Rong Shu taking an interest in you is a blessing you've earned over eight lifetimes. Don't squander this opportunity."
Song Wen shook his head slightly.
The current situation had completely diverged from his expectations.
He had originally planned to capture Peach Blossom True Immortal alive, seal off Peach Blossom Valley, and cultivate in seclusion there.
Song Wen had devised this plan because Gu Que had told him that any method of enhancing one's innate constitution, regardless of the heavenly material or earthly treasure used, required a massive influx of heaven and earth spiritual qi to sustain the process.
Peach Blossom Valley, with its abundant spiritual qi and remote location far from major cities, was ruled by a rogue cultivator in the Late Body Integration Stage—a truly heaven-sent place for secluded cultivation.
But Rong Shu's sudden appearance had thrown Song Wen into a state of indecision.
The reason was simple: if Rong Shu died in Peach Blossom Valley, the Rong Clan would inevitably come searching, making it impossible for Song Wen to continue his secluded cultivation here.
Peach Blossom Valley was a place Song Wen had painstakingly chosen as the perfect retreat, and he was reluctant to abandon it so easily.
Yet, sparing Rong Shu meant forfeiting the exquisite 'medicinal pill' that had been delivered right to his doorstep, a prospect Song Wen found equally regrettable.
Just as Song Wen hesitated, contemplating whether to retreat, Rong Shu's relentless aggression solidified his resolve.
"Shadow Void, are there any high-tier cultivators nearby?" Song Wen inquired telepathically within his sea of consciousness.
"Reporting, Master," Shadow Void replied, "aside from Peach Blossom Valley, no living beings have been detected within a ten-thousand-mile radius."
"Good..."
Rong Shu and Peach Blossom True Immortal remained oblivious to Song Wen's inner turmoil.
They merely observed 'Fan Kang' shaking his head slightly after their exchange.
Rong Shu's face instantly turned ashen, her eyes blazing with barely suppressed fury.
It was the raw, explosive rage of a fragile and sensitive ego, trampled upon and humiliated.
She was acutely aware of her... less-than-ideal appearance, yet her dissolute nature drove her to crave the attention of handsome men, making her the target of much mockery behind her back.
The Void Refinement Stage cultivator before her had rejected her in the most blunt manner possible, a public humiliation that stung deeply.
"Insolent junior! How dare you scorn me? You're practically courting death!"
Rong Shu's aura suddenly erupted, a crushing, invisible mountain of pressure bearing down on Song Wen.
As this oppressive force closed in, Song Wen's brow flashed. The nine God-Slaying Thorns he had been preparing for so long instantly materialized, slashing toward the two figures opposite him.
Rong Shu and Peach Blossom True Immortal were both at the Late Body Integration Stage, but Rong Shu's aura was noticeably stronger. Given her lineage from the Rong Clan, her true strength undoubtedly surpassed that of Peach Blossom True Immortal. Accordingly, five of the God-Slaying Thorns hurtled toward Rong Shu, while the remaining four targeted Peach Blossom True Immortal.
Rong Shu's fury intensified when she saw the mere Void Refinement Stage cultivator "Fan Kang" dare to retaliate.
But her anger vanished in an instant.
"Body Integration Stage?"
"A divine sense attack?"
The moment Song Wen moved, his true cultivation aura erupted without restraint.
Rong Shu and Peach Blossom True Immortal's expressions twisted in shock.
They could clearly sense the overwhelming killing intent radiating from the nine transparent blades.
Moreover, the attacker's divine sense realm seemed to surpass even theirs!
Ironically, it was Peach Blossom True Immortal, the one with the relatively lower cultivation level, who reacted first.
He abruptly tightened his grip on Rong Shu's shoulder, shoving her forward while using the recoil to retreat violently backward.
Simultaneously, he yanked one of the maids guarding the Phoenix Carriage in front of him.
"Ah—!"
Rong Shu's scream was inhumanly shrill.
Song Wen's ambush had been too sudden, and his opening strike was a lethal attack aimed directly at her primordial spirit. Her previously relaxed mind instantly descended into chaos.
Compounded by Peach Blossom True Immortal's betrayal from behind, she had no time to react before five God-Slaying Thorns pierced her sea of consciousness between her brows.
In that instant, her sea of consciousness convulsed, and her divine soul dimmed.
The excruciating pain caused Rong Shu to collapse onto the Phoenix Carriage, her body convulsing uncontrollably.
Her eyes bulged even more violently, as if about to burst from their sockets.
Her gaze lost all its vitality, leaving only the hollow emptiness of unbearable agony.
Meanwhile, Peach Blossom True Immortal had successfully used the maid to intercept four God-Slaying Thorns. However, as a mere Divine Transformation Stage cultivator with a weak divine sense realm, her sea of consciousness and divine soul were instantly shattered.
The four God-Slaying Thorns pierced through the Maid's forehead and emerged from the back of her skull, continuing their trajectory toward Peach Blossom True Immortal, though slightly dimmed.
But with the first living shield, naturally came a second and a third.
One after another, Maids were drawn before Peach Blossom True Immortal, their lives extinguished by the God-Slaying Thorns' relentless assault.
Once the scantily clad Maids beside the Phoenix Carriage had all perished, the four God-Slaying Thorns had finally weakened to the point where they posed no further threat to Peach Blossom True Immortal.
Only then did he allow the four God-Slaying Thorns to penetrate his sea of consciousness.
Simultaneously, a flying sword and a jade token materialized before him.
The jade token, about the size of a palm, was warm, flawless, and radiated a soft, pearly white light—clearly a treasure designed to defend against divine sense attacks.
The flying sword, meanwhile, shimmered with a cold, metallic gleam, its blade humming with restless energy.
Peach Blossom True Immortal's spiritual power surged within him as he prepared to fully activate both treasures.
But then, a bolt of thunderlight erupted from Fan Kang's body, striking like a silver torrent straight at his face.
Forced to abandon activating his treasures, Peach Blossom True Immortal frantically condensed a mana shield.
The distance between them was too short; he didn't even have time to summon a defensive spirit treasure.
Boom!
The silver electric plasma slammed into the mana shield.
(End of the Chapter)
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