Nine Star Hegemon Body Art c1-2048
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That was why Chu Yao needed to have an undisturbed time in order to safely accomplish her goal. If it was someone else, they probably would have uprooted the entire tree and put it in a storage ring.
But Chu Yao knew that if she did that, it could cause the tree to lose its spirituality, and its tree-heart would lose almost half its energy.
The most hateful thing was that whenever she would try to extract the tree-heart, others would always come to disturb her. Those people were all extremely vexing. They couldn’t defeat her, and so they just watched from a distance. When she tried to extract the tree-heart, they would either attack her or perhaps even shout loudly to draw over more people.
Chu Yao hated herself for being softhearted. If she hadn’t cared about the fact that they had all been part of the Righteous path, she would have killed the three people who had fought with her over it in the very beginning, and then she would have long since obtained the tree-heart.
But later more and more people came, and many were powerful experts. Although she was strong and capable of blocking all these people’s attacks, she had no chance to extract the tree-heart.
Furthermore, she had now become everyone’s target. She had no idea what she should do. But she was extremely unwilling to just give up on the tree-heart like this.
Its tree-heart was a treasure all wood cultivators would long for even in their dreams. With the tree-heart, she would be able to comprehend the mysteries of life and peer into the Wood Dao. Then she would be able to walk even further on her cultivation path.
So, she had to obtain the tree-heart. But she also couldn’t come up with a way to extract it like this. More and more experts were arriving, causing her to panic.
Just now, she had suddenly seen a group of disciples wearing robes from the Xuantian Monasteries. That had delighted her, especially when she saw they had three Chosen-level experts. Furthermore, the woman at the front was powerful enough to intimidate competitors.
But before she could even ask for assistance from these monastery disciples, they had actually demanded the tree-heart from her. That newfound trace of hope had instantly been trampled.
Enemies had surrounded her on all sides. Furthermore, those allies had instead become the most terrifying opponents. Chu Yao was filled with grievance and fury. These were her allies?
Staring at Chu Yao, Yin Wushuang disdainfully said, “Natural treasures will go to the strong. Don’t make any jokes about being the first to find it. That just proves you’re stupid.”
“You…” Chu Yao’s body was quivering, and mist began to appear in her eyes. However, she refused to allow herself to cry.
I can’t cry. I swore I would become stronger, I swore I would become an expert. I will protect him. If I cry, that would mean I’m still the same useless girl.
Chu Yao repeated that to herself over and over. She had to become stronger, she had to make her will stronger. She couldn’t cry just because of such a little grievance.
“Hmph, you’re too naive. That so-called alliance is just an outer appearance. In front of top treasures, that kind of relationship is as weak as paper. The fact that I won’t kill you is already giving enough face to the Skywood Palace. Although your wood energy is powerful, you still wouldn’t be able to exchange even ten blows with me. So I’d advise you to obediently leave. Don’t end up tossing aside your life just for a treasure you can’t obtain. You should take advantage of this time and leave before I change my mind.” Yin Wushuang’s gaze at Chu Yao had a trace of jealousy, and her words were extremely discourteous.
That was because she had realized Chu Yao’s outer appearance was a level higher than her own. Furthermore, Chu Yao’s body had a special spiritual grace unique to wood cultivators. It was like she was a beautiful forest sprite, one that involuntarily provoked feelings of tenderness.
Normally, all women disliked women more beautiful than them, especially women with both beauty and that special cute, tenderness. Yin Wushuang was almost unable to endure it.
She wished to kill Chu Yao, but she wasn’t so crazy. The Xuantian Supermonastery had a good relationship with the Skywood Palace. If she killed Chu Yao in front of this many people, that would provoke big trouble.
So, all she wanted was the tree-heart. At the same time, she could conveniently force away this displeasing woman. If Chu Yao wasn’t sensible, then she wouldn’t mind teaching her a lesson.
At the same time, she suppressed the feeling of wanting to kill Chu Yao because of her jealousy. But she couldn’t display the fact that she didn’t dare kill Chu Yao, or it would appear as if she weren’t confident enough.
So on the outside, she still acted cold and detached, using a high and lofty attitude to look down on her. She wanted to use her powerful cultivation base to suppress her.
“I won’t give up on the tree-heart. If you want to try me, then come.” Chu Yao clenched her teeth, and she formed a hand seal in front of her. The ground trembled, and countless rectangular, wooden stakes soared out of the ground. They were like pythons that were extending their heads out of the ground, forming a huge wooden formation around Chu Yao.
Each one of these wooden stakes had countless lines covering them that emitted a metallic luster. No one could doubt the power of these wooden stakes. Just the terrifying pressure emitted from them was enough to make it so Favored were unable to breathe.
Seeing that Chu Yao had taken on a defensive fighting posture, Yin Wushuang’s expression turned chilly. “In front of me, you are just a tiny ant. I’ll give you one final warning. Put away your rotten wood and scram, or don’t blame me for being merciless and taking your pathetic life.”
“Put away your fake mask! Long Chen really was right; some idiots can’t be reasoned with! Come at me!” shouted Chu Yao coldly. Her fury had reached a breaking point.
As a wood cultivator, she was especially sensitive towards killing intent. How could she not sense Yin Wushuang’s true intentions?
“You are acquainted with Long Chen?” Yin Wushuang was startled.
“So what?” Chu Yao was completely focused and didn’t dare be careless. With her keen senses as a wood cultivator, she knew that this woman was extremely terrifying.
“Hahahaha, nothing, nothing! You’re acquainted with Long Chen? Good, good, very good!” Yin Wushuang began to laugh crazily. When her laughter finally ended, she smiled sinisterly. “Long Chen is a perverted traitor, wicked beyond redemption. As his friend, you’re definitely also not a good person. I think I’ll capture you for now and see how that Long Chen dares be arrogant again!”
“You malicious woman, you can’t insult Long Chen! Long Chen isn’t a perverted traitor; he was framed by someone. If you want to snatch the tree-heart, just try it! Even if I can’t obtain it, I can still destroy it. I definitely won’t let the tree-heart land in the hands of a malicious woman like you!” Chu Yao’s eyebrows were completely upright now, and her jade face was covered in a layer of frost.
“Slut, you dare? If you destroy the tree-heart, I will tear your face apart!”
Yin Wushuang furiously unsheathed her silver sword. Her aura completely erupted out, and she was just about to charge forward when a huge figure blocked her line of sight.
Chapter 367 I Need a Reason to Kill You
Little Snow’s huge figure appeared in front of Chu Yao. A familiar back was standing on top of Little Snow. Chu Yao’s previous anger instantly disappeared, and her tears involuntarily poured out.
“Long Chen!”
Seeing that figure, Chu Yao let out a soft cry.
Long Chen turned back and smiled brightly towards her. With almost a sun-like warmth, he said, “You rest for now. Leave this place to me.”
Chu Yao didn’t have a chance to reply before a woman gently held her hand. “You must be junior sister Chu Yao? Let’s back up a bit and let Long Chen handle this evil woman.”
“Senior sister, you are…?” Chu Yao was a bit flabbergasted. She didn’t recognize this pretty woman.
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“You’ll learn everything soon. Come, let’s just watch.” Lu Fang-er felt a bit embarrassed. In front of Long Chen, she didn’t feel any discomfort or restrictiveness, but she still felt a bit of pressure in front of Chu Yao.
It was a good thing that Chu Yao didn’t continue questioning her and just tightly stared at Long Chen.
Atop Little Snow, Long Chen’s hands were clasped behind his back. He looked like a celestial divinity looking down disdainfully on all. His gaze indifferently swept over those distant people, finally landing on a shocked Yin Wushuang.
That was because Yin Wushuang could sense a powerful pressure from Little Snow. Although Little Snow was only at the early fourth rank, she felt a clear threat from him.
“Slut.”
In front of Yin Wushuang, Long Chen merely spat out that one word.
“You… you’re the slut!” Yin Wushuang was immediately infuriated. Her sword quivered slightly, prepared to attack at any moment.
This time wasn’t the same as last time. There were many people watching secretly from a distance. Cursing her like this was giving her a slap in the face.
“You’re wrong; when I said you were a slut, I wasn’t cursing you. Did you not hear that my tone was full of praise? Then let me say it again so you can hear it clearly: sl-ut.” Long Chen shook his head and repeated himself.
It was precisely this one word that rang out through every nook and cranny. All the spectators could clearly hear that Long Chen’s voice didn’t contain the slightest bit of anger. It was as if he was just asserting a fact.
But to assert such a fact made everyone feel a bit odd. A word that was full of humiliation, provocation, and derision, but that was spoken with such a tone, was something they had never heard before.
Quite a few people saw Yin Wushuang’s expression sink. Even a couple of her stray hairs were starting to stick up. It was clear she was a bit unhappy about being described that way.
“Long Chen, you perverted traitor, you’re courting death!” shouted one of the angry spectators. Long Chen glanced at him. He was also a monastery disciple, and he had a powerful cultivation base. He was another Chosen-level expert.
Then looking at the mark on his shoulder, it showed he came from the seventeenth monastery. By his side was another Chosen from the thirty-eighth monastery.
Behind them was a large group of monastery disciples, all wearing expressions of ridicule as they looked at Long Chen as if they were just watching a play.
“The ones courting death are you. Idiots like you, I can exterminate by the dozen with a wave of my hand. Right now my mood isn’t good, so it’d be best for you to not provoke me. Otherwise, you’ll be the first one I kill.” Icy killing intent surfaced out of Long Chen as he said that.
That person was infuriated, but when he saw Long Chen’s gaze, a powerful sensation of death instantly filled his heart.
It was as if the Grim Reaper’s scythe was already pressed against his throat. If he dared open his mouth, that scythe would instantly reap his life.
It was a mysterious feeling. That was a feeling born from Long Chen’s immense killing intent; if he dared to once more let out a single fart, Long Chen would give up on Yin Wushuang to first cut him down.
As a Chosen, he was also a Favored with a Dao-mark, and his ability to sense danger was greater than average. That was why he was even more terrified than a core disciple would be. He was sweating.
He didn’t dare open his mouth. He could sense Long Chen’s determination. If he dared provoke him again, Long Chen would let out a lightning-quick strike.
He knew that if Long Chen attacked him, there would naturally be others to come to assist him. There was even a top expert like Yin Wushuang present. Therefore, Long Chen should be helpless against them.
But for some unknown reason, he was filled with terror and unease. Despite clearly knowing that if he backed down now, his reputation would hit the floor, he still didn’t utter a sound.
With a single warning, Long Chen was able to pressure a Chosen into not even daring to fart. Chu Yao and Lu Fang-er were both filled with worship.
That was especially true of Chu Yao. It could be said that she was someone who had been with Long Chen as they overcame all kinds of trials and tribulations. She had personally seen Long Chen’s meteoric rise.
In Phoenix Cry, Long Chen had created miracle after miracle, walking the path of an expert and entering the cultivation world. Now, in front of countless experts, Long Chen was still able to release a brilliant light that no one could eclipse.
Since that person didn’t dare say anything, Long Chen’s aura slackened slightly, and he withdrew his gaze. He then turned to focus on Yin Wushuang once more.
Yin Wushuang was trembling with fury. Bitter resentment appeared in her eyes. “Long Chen, do you really want me to kill you so much?”
Long Chen shook his head. “You’re mistaken again. Looks like you don’t understand my meaning. I really had no intentions of insulting you.”
He pointed seriously at the silver sword in Yin Wushuang’s hand. “Calling you a slut is not the slightest bit wrong. I’m using a saber, while you’re using a sword. If you aren’t a slut[1], then what are you?
“There are sabers you could use, but you use a sword. There are high-class swords you could use, but you use your low-class sword. There are golden swords you could use, but you use a silver sword. You’ve reached a slut level that no one else can compare to.
“So I feel that slut is really the best word for you. In front of a top slut like yourself, who else would even dare call themselves cheap?”
Long Chen’s voice was extremely sincere, and his words were said with a tone that almost made people cheerfully accept them. Everyone stealthily glanced at the silver sword in Yin Wushuang’s hand, and every single expression turned a bit odd.
Inside, they prostrated themselves to Long Chen in admiration. When cursing people, he didn’t use the slightest obscenity[2]. And yet, he was still able to curse someone to the point that everyone was fully convinced. That was true skill.
The entire crowd was deathly silent now. Even Lu Fang-er was dumbfounded. She had never thought Long Chen’s tongue had reached such a level.
Only Chu Yao was smiling. This wicked person was always so wicked. But Long Chen’s wickedness was one that warmed her heart.
She was the one who understood Long Chen’s temperament the best. His treatment towards his friends and family could not be better. He wouldn’t even hesitate to sacrifice his life for them.
But to his enemies, his treatment towards them could not be worse. Being Long Chen’s friend was a blessing, while those that became his enemies… their endings were all quite miserable.
“Long… Chen… go… to… hell!!!”
Yin Wushuang had turned green from rage, and flames were practically spitting out of her eyes. Those words were all spat out through the gaps between her clenched teeth.
Buzz.
Her silver sword brandished out. Heaven and earth shook, and that terrifying sword qi caused even space to tear apart. Everyone present all felt a chill in their bones and hastily retreated.
But before she could even release his attack, Little Snow, who had long since been prepared, opened his mouth and shot out a huge sphere of wind blades.
Within that wind blade sphere was a scarlet flame. This was one of Little Snow’s unique skills. After advancing to the fourth rank, even this move of his had changed.
When it shot out it was only several meters long, but by the time it reached Yin Wushuang, it had grown by ten times.
A terrifying pressure caused the air to explode. A terrifying wave of qi surged out like a tsunami.
Yin Wushuang hadn’t expected Little Snow’s attack to be so terrifying. Furthermore, he had shot it out without any signs of storing up energy. By the time she reacted, the attack had already reached her.
“Hmph! Silver Frost Slash!” Yin Wushuang snorted and her silver sword filled the
sky with light that appeared like dancing ice frost that slashed down in front of her.
BOOM!
An explosion rocked the mountains, and a berserk wave of qi flew out. Broken wind blades shot out in every direction.
“Shit!”
“Ahh!”
Little Snow’s attack had been broken by Yin Wushuang’s powerful Battle Skill. But those broken wind blades still contained a terrifying power.
Those wind blades were not things ordinary core disciples could block. There were quite a few people hit by the wind blades, sustaining heavy injuries. Some unlucky fellows were struck in the vitals and met a violent death.
Once that wave of wind blades ended, there were over ten corpses left on the ground. Those corpses were all the spectators with lower cultivation bases. They had used their own lives to tell others a certain fact: even watching the excitement could be dangerous. Spectators should be cautious.
Yin Wushuang had a horrified expression. Although she had broken Little Snow’s attack with her sword, she was still forced back dozens of meters, and her arms had become slightly sore.
That shocked her. Little Snow was really too strong, and this was when they were fighting openly. If Little Snow had instead launched this kind of attack as a sneak attack, then if she were struck by such an attack, she would definitely die.
She didn’t know that Little Snow’s attack was something that had almost killed a top expert like Yin Luo. Otherwise, she definitely wouldn’t have been so careless.
“Long Chen, you fiendish traitor! How dare you slaughter the innocent like this! You definitely won’t have a good death!” A distant spectator cursed at Long Chen. There was a corpse beside him.
That person had only just spoken when Little Snow opened his mouth and shot out a wind blade. That person was appalled and filled with despair. He wanted to dodge, but he was horrified to realize he had been locked in place and couldn’t move.