Chapter 47
In the previous martial arts competition, Wang Bao had witnessed Lin Wanqiu defeat a peak Body Tempering Realm warrior with a single punch.
But to think that this would make him fear Lin Wanqiu would be a grave mistake.
As a seventh-level Qi Refining Realm expert, he had already opened seven orifices, and his dantian was filled with swirling spiritual energy. With every movement, spiritual energy overflowed, far surpassing the capabilities of a mere Body Tempering realm warrior.
Even though Lin Wanqiu held a magical longsword, as a disciple of a major sect, he could tell that the dark blue longsword was merely a mid-grade Yellow Tier weapon, far inferior to the top-grade Yellow Tier longsword in Xiao Minghuang’s hands.
Moreover, Lin Wanqiu was only at the peak of the Body Forging Realm, and it was uncertain whether she could fully unleash the full power of a mid-grade Yellow Tier magical longsword.
In an instant.
Wang Bao cracked his knuckles, producing a “crack” sound, and sneered as he spoke:
“Hmph! This little girl has quite the sharp tongue!”
“Let me see if your sword is as tough as your strength!”
Lin Wanqiu stood with her sword in hand, saying nothing, as a faint dark blue cold light began to swirl around the blade.
“Divine Tiger Emerges from the Mountain!”
Wang Bao stomped the ground with both feet, leaping into the air with a whooshing sound as he lunged toward Lin Wanqiu.
His fists shimmered with a faint golden light, and faint tiger roars could be heard, as if a starving tiger that had been in its den for dozens of days was emerging, ready to devour Lin Wanqiu alive!
If the old man in yellow were still alive, he would have been astonished by this sight.
Wang Bao was only at the seventh level of Qi Refinement, yet he had already achieved minor mastery in the Divine Tiger Fist Technique. Such talent would rank him among the top even in the three great sects.
Facing such a terrifying punch, Lin Wanqiu neither dodged nor flinched. She raised her long blade high, and an icy blue light emerged on the three-foot-long blade, exuding an aura of profound and extreme cold.
In an instant, the cold aura expanded, and a blade shadow over ten feet long condensed above her head, slashing down through the air in a flash!
Boom!
The moment the blade shadow collided with the tiger fist, a cold and damp aura spread out, quickly seeping into Wang Bao’s body through his fists, instantly spreading throughout his entire body.
“What is this?!”
Wang Bao’s expression changed drastically. He wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
In the blink of an eye, his fists were covered in frost, freezing at a visible speed. In just a moment, his robust fists were completely frozen into ice, shattering instantly. Countless ice fragments fell to the ground, turning into powder.
The moment his fists shattered, a tremendous force erupted. Wang Bao spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing through dozens of towering trees before finally coming to a stop.
Seeing this scene, Lin Wanqiu did not dare to be careless. She flew forward, dispersing the dust, and saw the clear scene.
At this moment, Wang Bao lay in a deep pit, his entire body covered in frost, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His breath was faint, hanging by a thread.
“I told you, you’re not worthy of Her Highness’s intervention,” Lin Wanqiu said coldly.
Without hesitation, she swung her long blade and thrust it down, piercing through Wang Bao’s heart.
In an instant, Wang Bao’s breath vanished, his spiritual energy returned to the heavens and earth, and bright red blood gushed out, staining the ground.
Still not satisfied, Lin Wanqiu stabbed Wang Bao’s dantian and chest several more times, ensuring he was utterly dead. Only then did she take his storage bag and leave the scene.
…
While Lin Wanqiu was killing Wang Bao, the battle outside the spirit vein was also nearing its end.
Xiao Minghuang had not participated in this chaotic slaughter.
Behind an ancient tree, Xiao Minghuang leaned lightly against Ye Ruoshui, her entire body appearing somewhat weak, a stark contrast to the valiant war goddess she had been on the battlefield just moments ago.
“That last battle drained me too much. Without some time to recover, I won’t be able to fight again,” Xiao Minghuang said, a trace of bitterness appearing on her stunningly beautiful face.
Although she possessed the rare Five Elements Spirit Root, her cultivation was still shallow. Forcing the activation of a top-grade Yellow-tier treasure with her divine power was a feat that perhaps only she in the world could accomplish.
If it had been anyone else, they would have likely already exhausted their spiritual energy, their body destroyed, and their life extinguished.
Even so, she had paid a great price.
First, her spiritual energy was completely depleted. If not for the ceaseless regeneration of her Heaven-tier Five Elements Spirit Root protecting her dantian, she might have already met with disaster.
Next was the divine ability of “Daytime Star Manifestation,” which could not be used again for a considerable period of time.
Lastly, the spiritual essence of the longsword treasure had been depleted, requiring several months to slowly recover.
Among these three injuries, only the spiritual energy within her body could be restored through elixirs and spirit stones. The latter two could only be gradually recovered over time.
Moreover, the victory in this battle was largely due to the yellow-robed elder underestimating her and not using his strongest technique immediately, giving her an opportunity to strike.
Additionally, the yellow-robed elder was merely a marginal figure in the Dragon Tiger Sect, with mediocre talent, no treasures, and no divine abilities. If she were to face a True Disciple from one of the three major sects, even a first-level Spring Realm cultivator could likely defeat her.
Therefore, Xiao Minghuang’s current strength was only slightly superior to that of a young prodigy at the first level of the Spring Realm.
If she were to add the longsword treasure into the equation, she might be able to fight against a third-level Spring Realm cultivator, but it would only be a fight.
If she failed to defeat her opponent with a single strike, she would have no strength left to continue and would have to flee.
As Xiao Minghuang pondered this, Ye Ruoshui, who was supporting her, had a face full of concern.
“Your Highness, are you alright?”
Xiao Minghuang snapped out of her thoughts and weakly shook her head, saying, “There’s a healing elixir in my embrace. I’m giving it to you. Go ahead and take it.”
Hearing this, Ye Ruoshui was momentarily stunned, not understanding her Highness’s intention. Why would she give her the healing elixir when she was already so exhausted?
Seeing Ye Ruoshui hesitate, Xiao Minghuang had to urge her, “Hurry up, don’t dawdle!”
Although Ye Ruoshui didn’t fully grasp her Highness’s deeper meaning, she didn’t hesitate any longer.
She held Xiao Minghuang’s slender waist with one arm while extending her fair and delicate hand into her Highness’s robe.
As soon as Ye Ruoshui’s hand went in, she felt a warm and soft sensation, which made her heart flutter and her face blush. She froze in place.
Xiao Minghuang, being held by Ye Ruoshui, saw the little hand stuck there, neither moving forward nor backward, and a strange expression appeared on her beautiful face.
“Ruoshui, what are you doing?”
Hearing the clear voice, Ye Ruoshui’s cheeks immediately flushed red, and her heart raced. She hurriedly explained, “N-nothing… I’m just looking for the elixir!”
With that, Ye Ruoshui’s movements became swift.
After searching for a while, Ye Ruoshui finally grasped something round and smooth, about the size of a green bean, soft and warm. She tried to pull it out, but the elixir seemed to be stuck to the body, refusing to come loose.
Ye Ruoshui couldn’t help but increase her strength, and the elixir became harder and hotter…
Slap!
A crisp slap rang out.
“Why did you hit me, sister?”
Ye Ruoshui took half a step back, covering her cheek, feeling extremely wronged. It was Xiao Minghuang who had told her to take the elixir, but before she could even retrieve it, she was pushed away and slapped.
After all, she had been with her Highness for so long, and this was the first time she had been scolded.
Xiao Minghuang slumped to the ground, leaning against a tree, breathing heavily. Her beautiful face was flushed, and even her snow-white neck showed unnatural redness.
After regaining her composure, seeing Ye Ruoshui’s sad and hurt expression, she couldn’t bring herself to reveal the truth.
It would be too awkward for both of them.
It might be better to continue muddling through like this.
“Ruoshui, you’re still young. You’ll understand when you grow up.”
Xiao Minghuang took a deep breath, calming her emotions once more, then reached into her robe and took out a pill, handing it over.
“Oh…”
Ye Ruoshui accepted the pill. As a five-foot-tall girl, she could grasp the situation but still didn’t understand Xiao Minghuang’s meaning.
At this moment, Xiao Minghuang spoke again:
“Ruoshui, clean up the battlefield first. Don’t kill the old man in yellow yet. I still have some questions for him later.”
“Mm-hmm!”
Ye Ruoshui responded repeatedly, then turned and left, holding the newly acquired pill in her hand, feeling puzzled.
The pill in her hand was as large as a broad bean, much bigger and smoother than the one she had just grabbed.
Ye Ruoshui furrowed her little brows, her heart filled with doubt.
“Could it be that Her Highness has another pill in her robe?”
PS: Delighted to have a big shot’s PY, it’s an orange novel.
“The Beautiful Me Without Glasses”
Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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