Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Chapter 212 True Martial Holy Palace, Encounter with the Lady in White Again, Fellow Daoist, You've Celebrated Too Soon. (Part 2)

The grey-black, putrid ground constantly emitted strange bubbles from the muddy puddles, and a withered tree had its crown chopped off, its slanted branches stabbing at the sky, like the emaciated hands of a starving ghost reaching for heaven,

While underfoot lay wilted weeds, all of which Yi Chen saw as he steadied his stance.

He first glanced around, and finding the place deserted, couldn't help but silently grumble, "What godforsaken place has this treasure of a cave heaven teleported me to? Why is it so lifeless?"

Though there was no one around, Yi Chen did not let down his guard. He tried to extend his spiritual awareness only to find, just like before, it was suppressed and could only reach about three meters away from his body.

After pondering for a moment, Yi Chen changed his appearance once again and started to cautiously explore ahead with the utmost care.

Making an effort to conceal his presence, he carefully walked for about half an hour before the desolate scenery gradually improved, with the greenery on the ground becoming thicker.

Nothing out of the ordinary occurred in that half hour, except for a stupid snake that sprang out from the grass, which he stepped on and burst, without even the shadow of a ghost in sight.

"Eh, is that the sound of water ahead?"

As Yi Chen moved forward, the sound of flowing water gradually reached his ears.

He had now entered a small grove of trees, leaving the desolate wasteland behind.

He walked a few hundred more steps.

Parting the branches in front of him, a secluded pond came into view before Yi Chen.

Within the pond swam many little silver fish, about the length of a finger, darting about joyfully.

A faint, ghostly chill emanated from the water's surface, visible to the naked eye. Ice formed on the shore, and in the shaded areas, there grew seventy to eighty bowl-sized white flowers.

Nowadays, Yi Chen was far from ignorant. He could naturally recognize common spiritual plants.

These flowers were, clearly, low-level spiritual materials, Ice Crystal Flowers.

However, Ice Crystal Flowers as lush as these were truly rare and should be worth about 20,000 taels.

Operating on the principle of "Save where you can and spend where you must," just as Yi Chen was about to pick the flowers, his ears twitched, catching a faint sound.

His heart stirred, and he quickly hid behind a large tree.

Soon enough, a young man dressed in blue clothes, emanating a putrid smell of decay, approached the pond. Sharp fangs protruded from his mouth, and he exuded the peak aura of the Qi Refinement Realm.

Stock's in.

Yi Chen's face lit up with joy, planning to make his move, when suddenly the blue-clad young man halted, and a chilling voice directed towards Yi Chen's location floated over.

"Come out. Why hide, fellow Daoist, when I've already discovered you?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen's figure stiffened on the spot, his expression flickering uncertainly.

The cultivation world is full of wondrous skills and many experts like to travel incognito. Despite Fu Canglong's dominance at the True Martial Holy Palace, there might be hidden old foxes even among those ranked lower on the divine pillars.

He couldn't be careless.

"I've concealed myself so well, yet a Qi Refinement Realm corpse demon has recognized me in one try, wouldn't it be my misfortune if I've encountered some predecessor?" Yi Chen pondered, yet remained motionless.

Soon enough, Yi Chen gave himself a mental thumbs-up for his decision.

The blue-clad young man, having not received a response after repeating his demands three times and thinking the coast was clear, patted his chest in relief, smiling joyfully as he came to the water's edge to pick the Ice Crystal Flowers.

When he picked the last flower, a gust of wind lashed out from behind him, and a hand, powerful as hydraulic pincers, clutched the throat of the corpse demon.

With fury, Yi Chen yanked the body up and smashed it viciously onto the ground, stepping heavily on its chest and snatching away the harvested Ice Crystal Flowers.

"Senior..."

"Your mom is senior, you scared the hell out of me, do you know that? You damn scared the hell out of me, how can you act so well?"

Yi Chen cursed as he stomped forcefully once more, giving the corpse demon a quick passage to the afterlife, and a stream of information immediately appeared before his eyes.

Account credited two hundred Deep Red Points.

Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, Yi Chen had a thought, stripped off its clothing, and with a spark of white flame, the body of the corpse demon was incinerated.

In no time at all.

The blue-clad young man came back to life for a second time.

After taking a deep look at the eerie, secluded pond, a dangerous intuition suddenly struck Yi Chen; something was at the bottom of the pond, whether it was a living creature or some potent restriction, he wasn't sure.

He was uncertain.

After thinking it over, Yi Chen abandoned the idea of diving into the pond to discover what lay beneath.

No matter what treasures might be at the bottom of the pond, he didn't want to explore it now. If he fell into some restriction or a dead zone, there really would be no crying out.

Giant men have taught him that when doing things, it's important to focus on the main conflict, not trivial stuff like shifting six meters in a machine gun trench.

Accumulating Deep Red Points is the main conflict; that's the hard truth.

Don't stir up trouble, go 'stir up people'.

With his mind made up, Yi Chen didn't look back and left the area, continuing on his way.

What he didn't know was that shortly after he left, a huge vortex appeared on the pond, with water violently swirling down as if a giant maw below was voraciously consuming it, causing the water level to drop hundreds of meters until the vortex disappeared, and the cold pond water slowly rose again.

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"Fairy Bai, stop running!"

"Fairy's skin is so tender, I don't want to harm your life. Just surrender, and we can go to the mystical lands of Wu Mountain together, how enjoyable would that be."

"Fairy hasn't tried it yet, right? That kind of thing is really enjoyable."

In the sky, one white and three black streaks of escape light chased across the horizon, accompanied by lecherous chatter.

Bai Jie, who had her bronze divine pillar stolen by Yi Chen, was now disheveled and fleeing desperately through the sky.

"Damn it, you bastard Ghost Ji, and your two sworn brothers! Once I get out, I swear to report you to the sect and have the Three Ghosts of the Secluded Tomb hunted to the ends of the earth and the sea."

"You three filthy vermin."

The woman in the white dress couldn't help but angrily scold when she heard the crude words of the ghost sorcerer; immediately, she formed incantations with her hands. An abnormal flush spread across her face, and her escape speed increased once again.

"Big brother, Fairy Bai is scolding me, and it excites me so much."

"Second brother, Fairy Bai said she's going to hunt us down, I'm so scared."

"Hahaha." The three ghosts from the Tomb couldn't help but burst into laughter together, occasionally releasing streams of pitch-black ghost qi to interfere with Fairy Bai's flight, playing with the woman in the white dress like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Little brother, kid brother, stop playing around. The fairy has used her secret techniques repeatedly. She must be at the end of her strength. Take action. After having our fun, we still have treasures to loot. How can we leave a treasure mountain empty-handed?" The leading ghost sorcerer suddenly spoke, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes.

"What big brother says is very true."

"Netherworld Break~"

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The three old ghosts exchanged glances and then joined palms, their momentum surging. Together, they released a ferocious black pillar of qi, which first shattered the woman's handkerchief defensive magical tool. It then pierced through her protective mana and knocked her down into the forest below.

"Despicable, three against one and still ambushing me. Have the guts to face me one-on-one." The woman in the white dress spat out a mouthful of blood and said bitterly.

Now she gradually felt her body starting to paralyze, and in an instant, she found it difficult to even move a single finger. Her desire to end her own life also fell through with this.

The thought of what she would face soon made her feel ashamed to the point of wishing for death.

"What is the fairy saying, we three ghosts from the Tomb always gang up, no matter who we face."

"Later, when the three of us enjoy ourselves with the fairy, it'll also be together. We guarantee you will be satisfied."

At this moment, the woman in the white dress lay sideways under the tree, her clothes already somewhat torn from the chase and battle, revealing a hint of the color of a red bellyband on her protruding curves.

A gust of wind came by, blowing her white dress upwards, revealing a pair of white, slender legs.

The calves slightly thin, the thighs slightly full, blindingly white - as pure as ivory. If the wind blew just a bit harder, then...

"Big brother, I'm having a hard time holding back." An old man in a black robe swallowed hard, unable to refrain from hissing out loud.

"Fairy Bai is indeed the former number one fairy of Qingyun Sect's Shuiyun Peak. Those legs..."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go together." The ghost sorcerer interrupted his brother's words.

The three men took steps closer in a threatening approach.

A kilometer away, Yi Chen rushed excitedly toward the spot where the light had fallen, like a cheetah.

The powerful fluctuations of ghost qi in the sky had long been detected by his Yin Qi, clearly indicating a big haul was in store.

There's the loot, there's the loot.

At that moment, he had an additional storage ring in his hand, a gift from a kind-hearted bandit cultivator who had tried to blast him with gold coins but ended up being blasted himself.

Along the way, relying on pretending to be a weakling while wearing the storage ring, he'd fished up several good catches and reaped substantial rewards.

It was a pity that not a single Deep Red Point was credited to his account.

But now, the opportunity had come.

As the three ghosts from the Tomb closed in, just as a hand was about to touch the woman's slender leg, suddenly, a roar erupted.

"Let go of that fairy!"

"A few ghosts daring to act ferociously, how dare you not take me, Yan San, seriously."

A dazzling burst of cyan sword light appeared, like a surging wave, directly hitting the three ghosts of the True Person Realm—two Fourth-Tier and one Third-Tier—sending them flying away with their ghost qi dissipating, clearly severely wounded.

Yi Chen, even while in a disguised form where he could only exert seventy percent of his normal strength, executed a sword strike with the peak power of the Sixth-Tier of the True Person Realm,

Not to mention, in this peculiar environment of the cave heaven where divine consciousness is suppressed, he had launched a sudden ambush.

Without exchanging words with the three ghosts, Yi Chen descended from the sky and cleanly dispatched each ghost with a single sword strike.

He gained another 2200 Deep Red Points.

Upon discovering the woman in the white dress, Yi Chen had already transformed into the likeness of the previous Yan San, a role that was of great use to him.

He needed to make several appearances in this cave heaven.

Watching Yi Chen fall from the sky, the woman in the white dress was filled with the joy of someone who had survived a disaster.

She struggled to get up but collapsed back down again, her body ice-cold from the Netherworld ghost qi released by the ghost sorcerer's combined attack, and she was still unable to rid herself of its invasive Yin Qi.

Noticing the accidental exposure of the woman in the white dress, Yi Chen walked forward with his broadsword and considerately pulled her dress down to prevent any exposure.

A large face loomed close to hers.

"Fairy, are you happy?"

"I've taken care of those three ghosts for you."

The woman in the white dress slowly nodded her head.

"Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Yan for the rescue. I will be able to move freely after a short time. Please guard me, and I will surely repay you handsomely later," she said.

Yi Chen grinned: "The fairy is happy too soon."

"I'm not a good person."

The woman in the white dress's smile froze on her face suddenly.

She couldn't help but lament in her heart: "Could it be that I've escaped the tiger's den only to enter a wolf's lair?"

For a moment, her face flushed red, and she inwardly sighed at her misfortunes as Bai Jie.

"Fairy Bai, I'm robbing you, so please be respectful and don't entertain errant thoughts."

"Hand over your storage ring." Yi Chen said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, the woman in the white dress's face reddened even more.