A former Ming Dynasty prince, now a sweet young girl.
Behind this immense change lies five hundred years of demonic cultivation.
Transcending human limits, she had already become an immortal walking the earth.
A wisp of spiritual light flashed from Zhu Tianqi’s fingertip, grazing Qin Yexuan’s ear and piercing through.
The hotel wall bore a deep, gaping hole. The power continued to blast through subsequent walls, shattering six rooms and twelve layers of concrete, still carrying its destructive force.
Outside the hotel building, the light had already pierced the compressor, shattered the steel structure of the adjacent building, and finally shot through the sky. A thunderous red lightning bolt erupted in the north, causing the sky over Chudou City to flicker.
“What do you think? My finger’s power, Brother, is it passable?” Zhu Tianqi sneered.
Qin Yexuan frowned, “Rash! Useless! You still can’t change your ways?”
“Qin Yexuan, the feud between us is five hundred years of blood and hatred. Since my disguise has been discovered by you, let’s settle it the old way, with a fight! It’s either you die, or I die!”
Qin Yexuan scrutinized her, “You have completely changed your gender. Needless to say, the Demonic Sect’s most potent ‘All-Encompassing Myriad Laws Yin Source Scripture’ has been successfully cultivated?”
Zhu Tianqi was filled with indignation, “See, you’re always like this. What I hate most is your pretentious act, as if you know everything. Let me tell you, not only have I mastered that true scripture, but I’ve also created countless new techniques!”
Her gritting teeth were not frightening, only her feminine transformation due to cultivation made her look a bit endearingly naive.
Qin Yexuan remained unfazed, “You manipulated the Demonic Sect to set a trap, poisoning Bing Yan and forcing me to pass my Golden Core to her. So congratulations, I am now an ordinary person. What need do I have for the ‘All-Encompassing Myriad Laws’ cultivation? I could kill you a hundred times with just a fruit knife.”
Hmm?
Zhu Tianqi instinctively took a step back, alerted, “Brother, you are not the type to be slaughtered.”
“I wasn’t before, but now it doesn’t matter,” Qin Yexuan’s words were ambiguous, but his gaze was as clear as ever.
Bad!
Zhu Tianqi suddenly felt uneasy.
Her impression of this Brother from the past was too deep; he always planned meticulously before acting, and his actions were flawless.
If he had exposed her identity today and lured her to this hotel, he must have set a trap in this room.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianqi immediately suppressed her aura, her eyes darting around, “I won’t fight you, but I have a way to deal with you. Do your Su sisters know about your past? Your true identity? The story behind you and that Su Qing? And your… hehe, your biggest secret!”
Qin Yexuan’s expression remained unchanged, “Tianqi, when I met you, you were already carrying countless secrets. What you know is only a part of it. And what era is it now? If you tell anyone, they won’t believe you; instead, they’ll think you’re a lunatic.”
Zhu Tianqi’s body flickered, and she retreated to the window.
She sneered, “Then I’ll kill everyone by your side, starting with your Night Demon organization!”
Her voice still echoed as her figure vanished into the distance.
Zhu Tianqi fled frantically, only stopping after she was more than thirty miles away from the hotel.
She looked around and couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, “I actually ran all the way to Wanchun Lake. Sigh, I’m still afraid of that person even now.”
Qin Yexuan’s appearance had changed very little.
Hundreds of years seemed to have left no trace.
“Just the Golden Core realm wouldn’t allow for this, would it?” Zhu Tianqi mused, and suddenly a flash appeared before her eyes.
She froze, disbelieving.
In the darkness, a small coffee table sat in the desolate wasteland by the roadside.
A familiar small coffee table, still covered with a hotel napkin.
Two small wooden chairs, gently swaying.
The four small dishes on the coffee table were almost finished, but the teapot was still steaming.
Qin Yexuan sat by the coffee table, gazing at her faintly, “Come and sit. We haven’t finished our chat yet.”
Zhu Tianqi’s skin crawled. She looked left and right, then slapped herself hard.
Qin Yexuan smiled, “Are you suspecting you’re dreaming? Trying to wake yourself up? Haven’t you realized yet that I’m controlling you with the Mind Control Technique?”
Mind Control Technique?!
Zhu Tianqi’s eyes suddenly brightened. Under her feet was the hotel carpet.
Above her head was the hotel’s chandelier.
She was still in the hotel room. Her escape through the window and the frantic run had all been illusions.
This was the power of Mind Control Technique at its absolute peak!
“You, what did you do to me?” Zhu Tianqi shrieked.
Qin Yexuan put down his teacup, “That’s why I say you’re a five-hundred-year-old ghost but still haven’t improved. From the moment you entered the room, I’ve been sitting here because I had to use all my strength to perform the Mind Control Technique.”
He finally stood up.
Only then did Zhu Tianqi notice that the floor around Qin Yexuan’s chair and at his feet was covered in sweat.
Qin Yexuan exhaled, “The sweat on my back has formed rivers. You are the first person to push me this far.”
He spoke slowly, walking in front of Zhu Tianqi, “With your current strength, you can easily destroy a city, even disrupt half the world.”
“Because you are alone, your whereabouts can be hidden at any time, and your actions are convenient. If I don’t want the world to fall into chaos, I can only kill you once more!”
However, Qin Yexuan’s mindset had long since changed. He was no longer the cold and ruthless Protector of the Nation, but a soft-hearted ordinary person.
“Understand? If I don’t want to kill you, I can only use the Mind Control Technique.”
Zhu Tianqi clutched her long hair, filled with terror, “Mind Control Technique, a demonic art, I’ve cultivated it too, but it’s just advanced hypnosis. How can you control me? I am a Land Immortal.”
Heh…
Qin Yexuan’s smile was strange, “What of it, being a Land Immortal? Your destructive power is immense, but you cultivate demonic arts. The characteristic of demonic arts is rapid cultivation and shortcuts, but what about your heart? Your willpower? Your spiritual realm, has it not improved at all these years?”
Zhu Tianqi let out a yell and pushed forward with her palms with all her might.
With her destructive power, this strike was enough to obliterate all buildings within a ten-mile radius, no less potent than a super-bomb.
However, nothing happened around them…