After the numerous Cultivators outside the Luoning Inn regained consciousness and sensed the overwhelming Demonic Qi and killing intent of the woman in green, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
A few overconfident Cultivators who wanted to slay demons and gain fame quickly turned into a rain of blood, and the assembly hall descended into chaos.
Lin Xuanye was also fleeing, but he was too slow. The Demon Venerable stood before him and threw a punch.
This punch firmly locked onto Lin Xuanye, leaving him no choice but to draw his sword to block.
For some reason, Lin Xuanye felt that this punch posed no threat to him, and his sword seemed capable of blocking it.
The punch's shadow and Sword Intent clashed, and after a brief stalemate, the punch's shadow actually dissipated.
Lin Xuanye was overjoyed and was about to continue striking with his sword when his sixth sense wildly warned him, as if he would die the next second.
“It seems that the swordsman from several hundred years ago was indeed you.”
Sensing Lin Xuanye's Sword Intent, which she found utterly repulsive, the Demon Venerable confirmed that she had not found the wrong person.
She unleashed a full-powered punch at Lin Xuanye. Under this life-or-death crisis, Lin Xuanye's body was suddenly enveloped in five-colored sword light.
Immediately, a terrifying Late Stage Nascent Soul Sword Intent erupted from his body. The speed of this sword strike was so fast that even the Demon Venerable could not dodge it.
Her abdomen was completely pierced through, and the five-colored Sword Intent raged within the Demon Venerable's body. If not for her Physical Body strength being close to that of a fifth-rank great Yao Beast, she would have been cut in half by a sword strike from Ye Xianyu in his Peak period.
Seeing that the life-saving trump card left from his previous life could not kill this shapeshifting demoness, Lin Xuanye could only activate the remaining Sword Intent in his body to transform into a sword Dao escape light. His entire being was enveloped in five-colored light and vanished instantly, leaving no trace of his aura.
The Demon Venerable pursued him out of Shuntian City but could not find the direction of Lin Xuanye's escape.
She returned to the chaotic Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly grounds with a frustrated expression. Through the sensation of the Master-servant contract, she had already sensed Zhou Fan in a Luoning Inn.
Entering the Luoning Inn, the Demon Venerable went up to the third floor and pushed open the door, wanting to ask Zhou Fan if he had a way to track the swordsman.
The first thing she saw was a stunning woman, the Palace Master of Chenxi Palace, whose dark red wedding dress was half-undone, her eyes brimming with spring and hazy, being embraced by Zhou Fan and slowly stripped.
The Demon Venerable's usually cold face instantly flushed. She quickly closed the door, ran back to the second floor, found an empty room, sealed her hearing, and, after clearing her mind, began to slowly heal herself by absorbing Origin Qi from heaven and earth.
Palace Master of Chenxi Palace Lu Wan Ning was startled by the sudden appearance of the woman, but already aroused, she quickly succumbed to Zhou Fan's experienced touch and entered a state of bliss.
...
Although a major incident occurred in Shuntian City, with a shapeshifting Yao Beast entering the city and attacking the competition grounds.
However, under Xuanyuan Qingyu's mediation, the unrest caused among Cultivators by this incident was quickly quelled.
Sunset, sunrise.
Three days passed quickly.
It could have lasted longer, but the Palace Master of Chenxi Palace was too sensitive.
Even before it officially began, one of her eyes quickly became moist, and just a simple wipe was enough to make her start crying uncontrollably.
Zhou Fan tucked the sleeping beauty into bed and eagerly checked the System messages.
“Ding! Congratulations to the Host for becoming deeply acquainted with one of the Son of Destiny Lin Xuanye's important heroines—Morning Dawn Saintess Lu Wan Ning.”
“The Host is now awarded 24,000 Luck Points! Congratulations to the Host for their Luck Points balance breaking through one hundred thousand for the first time!”
Looking at the six-figure Luck Points of 101,800 on his panel, Zhou Fan found an empty room on the third floor, set up a Isolation Formation, and then, without hesitation, directly purchased the Extreme Overlord Body (Intermediate Stage) with the full amount!
The familiar sensation of rebirth swept through his body again, and Zhou Fan's already formidable Physical Body, far surpassing those of his peers, was once again greatly enhanced.
Although the process was painful, the thought of the Heaven-Defying effects of the Intermediate Stage Extreme Overlord Body, enough to make fourth-rank Cultivators pledge absolute loyalty, made Zhou Fan's lips curve upwards uncontrollably.
After a few breaths, the Breakthrough Fusion of the Extreme Overlord Body was successfully completed.
Zhou Fan sensed the explosive power hidden within his body, as well as the restless, even more ferocious and powerful combat weapon. He immediately strode into the room where Silent Sword Fairy Luo Ningshuang was.
It just so happened that this outwardly aloof, gauze-clad Sword Immortal had been listening to veiled flirtations for three days and could no longer bear it.
The two were deeply in love, and an intense battle was on the verge of breaking out.
Midway, Xuanyuan Empress, who had finished handling the accumulated government affairs of the past few days, returned to the Luoning Inn. Seeing that Sword Immortal Bu Yu was no match for her husband, and unable to bear her friend suffering alone, she voluntarily applied to join the battle.
Zhou Fan accepted all comers. At this moment, he felt terrifyingly strong.
...
Fourteen days passed in a flash. During this time, Fairy Master ultimately could not restrain her longing for her naughty disciple. When the battle was one-sided, she joined the fray, successfully drawing a large amount of firepower.
After Lu Wan Ning woke up, she also received a new wave of intense bombardment. This time, she only lasted less than a day before falling into a coma again.
The Demon Venerable remained secluded, but every other day, she would unseal her hearing, only to reseal it with a flushed face within an hour or two.
After so many days, fighting continuously with several Cultivators whose cultivation was no less than her own, and sometimes even fighting on multiple fronts, Zhou Fan walked out of the room still full of spirit and energy.
To be honest, if Zhou Fan did not have any Demonic Qi on him, the Demon Venerable would have suspected he was a fifth-rank True Dragon in human skin.
Fourteen days passed, and the sounds of battle finally ceased.
The Demon Venerable's injuries had not yet recovered. She found Zhou Fan, who was half-reclining in a rocking chair, studying the Yin and Yang Spells inherent in the "Yin Yang Dao Dian" in his Sea of Consciousness.
“Human, do you have a way to catch that swordsman?”
“I can let you kill him with your own hands.”
Zhou Fan looked at the scenery outside the window and leisurely said, “However, I recently prefer to follow the principle of equivalent exchange.”
“What do you want?”
Remembering Zhou Fan's actions these past few days, the Demon Venerable's expression was a bit unnatural.
“What can you offer?”
Zhou Fan took out a rocking chair from his Storage Pouch, placed it beside him, and motioned for the Demon Venerable to sit down and talk.
The Demon Venerable sat upright in the rocking chair, thinking of saying that she could use her strength to help Zhou Fan snatch treasures or eliminate his enemies.
But then she realized that Zhou Fan's strength was even greater than her own, and her bargaining chips were clearly insufficient.
Seeing the red-eyed woman's silence, Zhou Fan told her to relax and lie down, then chatted casually in a friendly tone.
“It's been almost a year since we parted, hasn't it? What have you been doing during this time? Do you have any plans for the future?”
The Demon Venerable imitated Zhou Fan and half-reclined in the rocking chair. As the wooden chair swayed, she felt much lighter in her heart.
She also looked out the window. The ten arenas had been removed, and the bustling streetscape of Shuntian City complemented the orange-red sunset in the sky.
This should be the worldly atmosphere of the mortal realm, she thought.
The Demon Venerable suddenly wondered if she had lived too exhaustingly in the past. Besides getting stronger and seeking revenge, was that all a Dragon's life was for?
