CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 79: HE FED ME THE WONDEROUS SOUL-DEVOURING PILL!

Soul Devouring Peak.

Before Qiu Yinger’s secret chamber for closed-door cultivation, the grand doors suddenly swung open!

BOOM!

Brilliant Spiritual Qi surged to the sky.

"Flying Flowers Falling Leaves!"

A group of slender young girls, dressed in light silk gauze, shouted continuously, their Spirit Swords dancing in their hands. Gorgeous sword light transformed into scattering flower petals—beautiful yet deadly.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a barrier of Spiritual Qi appeared, managing to withstand all their attacks.

"Senior Sister Zou, give up. You cannot escape."

The various women approached, shouting once again.

"Is that so? Do you really think you can stop me?" Zou Xiaoqing gave a slight smile, her long hair dancing in the wind and her sleeves fluttering. "Flying Sand Rolling Stone."

Her feet tapped lightly downward.

BOOM!

The ground trembled, and paving stones shattered explosively. In an instant, flying sand and stones filled the air, numerous fragments launched. Mixed within the debris was lethally sharp sword wind, furiously sweeping forward.

SPLASH!

"Ah!"

Caught off guard, one disciple was pierced directly through the abdomen by the debris, spewing blood and sent flying backward!

"Retreat quickly!"

The female cultivators of the Wonderous Palace dared not withstand it head-on, their figures moving back. However, in the next moment, countless grains of sand formed a whirlwind that shot into the sky, spiraling around Zou Xiaoqing and solidifying into a sand sword ten meters long!

WHOOSH!

The sand sword tore through the air, trailing tornadoes of dust, instantly slaying several disciples of the Wonderous Palace without a trace!

"Ah..."

"Senior Sister!"

"Ahhh..."

The speed of the sand sword was extremely fast; they simply couldn’t defend against it. The disciples of the Wonderous Palace were in a panic, shouting loudly, yet they could only watch helplessly as they were cut down.

Seeing this, a cold look flashed in Zou Xiaoqing’s eyes. The Demoness of the Mystical Wonders Palace deserved death by all.

With a motion of her slender white hands across her face, a human-skin mask fell away, revealing an even more delicate and pretty face. With a slight smile, her figure flashed, vanishing within the dust and smoke.

A Message Jade Talisman appeared in her palm.

*[The token has been obtained. Elders, please make your move.]*

The instant Zou Xiaoqing left, Yun Xinyue’s figure slowly emerged from the side. With a grim expression, she gazed at the casualties among the Wonderous Palace disciples before her, then hurriedly flashed into the secret chamber.

Inside the secret chamber, Qiu Yinger was curled up on the ground, her face twisted grotesquely. A severed arm lay beside her.

"Yinger!" Yun Xinyue gasped, then immediately cried out in shock. What’s going on? Although Zou Xiaoqing hid her true strength, Qiu Yinger’s is certainly no weaker. Even if she just recovered from a serious injury, both her arms shouldn’t have been severed!

"Senior Sister, ah... Wen Zhixing! Damn it!" Qiu Yinger’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with endless hatred.

"Wen Zhixing?" Yun Xinyue was taken aback. What does this have to do with Wen Zhixing? Actually, although I wasn’t present, I’ve been continuously informed about the situation here. When Wen Zhixing left, Qiu Yinger still seemed to be recovering well.

"The Wonderous... Soul-devouring Pill! He fed me... I ate... the Wonderous Soul-devouring Pill!" Qiu Yinger gritted her teeth, nearly shattering them in her fury.

"What?!" Yun Xinyue was shocked. Impossible! Unless this Wen Zhixing has gone mad!

"That Wen Zhixing..." Struggling with the pain, Qiu Yinger began to relate what had happened.

"Ah!" However, before she could finish, Qiu Yinger’s expression twisted again, and she plunged back into excruciating internal conflict.

But Yun Xinyue had already understood most of it. It turned out that after Wen Zhixing left, Zou Xiaoqing, under the pretext of looking after Qiu Yinger, had entered the secret chamber. She was about to stealthily take the Palace Master’s token when Qiu Yinger happened to wake up. The effects of the Wonderous Soul-devouring Pill in her body flared up once more, trying to pull her into depravity. But she was, after all, a cultivator of the Mysterious Might Realm, and her divine soul managed to regain a trace of clarity. Instinctively believing the person before her to be Wen Zhixing, she attacked.

Zou Xiaoqing, thinking she was exposed, likewise didn’t hesitate to counterattack. Unfortunately for Qiu Yinger, Wen Zhixing had drained her Spiritual Qi, causing her cultivation to plummet to rock bottom. How could she possibly be a match for Zou Xiaoqing? Her right arm was severed with a single strike, and the token was snatched away.

This commotion also alerted the guards outside, leading to the subsequent battle.

"Wen Zhixing! You’ve got some nerve!" Yun Xinyue was burning with rage. Everything had been perfect. Qiu Yinger was healing, and they had feigned the theft of her token. But because of Wen Zhixing, Qiu Yinger’s arm was severed, and many disciples of the Wonderous Palace were dead or injured!

But she could not leave right now. Qiu Yinger had fallen into a frenzy, and Yun Xinyue needed to help nurture the severed arm with Spiritual Qi. Otherwise, if too much time passed, it would be impossible to reattach.

"It seems I underestimated you," she said, her full chest heaving as she took a deep breath and gradually steadied herself. I thought Wen Zhixing was already arrogant enough, but I never expected he would be this audacious. Soon, she thought she understood why.

"So, you think the Righteous Sun Sect is your backer?" Yun Xinyue sneered. "How unfortunate for you; you’re going to be disappointed."

ACHOO!

Who’s thinking of me?

Wen Zhixing, hidden in the shadows, was about to reap his fortune reward when he couldn’t help but sneeze several times. Forget it, it doesn’t matter. As a handsome guy brimming with Yang Qi, it’s only natural for people to think of me.

He turned his attention to the panel before him.

*[Blue Fortune Fragments (3/3) have been collected. No synthesis needed. You may choose one of the following fortunes:]*

*[1. Obtain Divine Ability: Thousand-faced Illusion Body.]*

*[2. Obtain 50 Fortune Points.]*

*[3. Obtain a fortune belonging to Ning Qingzhong.]*

"Select one," Wen Zhixing said without hesitation. He already had a plan. This Divine Ability couldn’t have come at a better time.

*[Divine Ability acquired: Thousand-faced Illusion Body!]*

*[Thousand-faced Illusion Body: Blue Quality. This Divine Ability allows you to change into the appearance of anyone at will, consuming a large amount of Spiritual Qi. Insufficient Spiritual Qi will dispel the illusion. You can change appearance once per day.]*

*[Disadvantage: Cultivators above the Divine Communication Realm can see through the illusion.]*

*[Spend one thousand Fortune Points to upgrade to Purple Quality.]*

*[Divine Ability automatically comprehended, no cultivation needed.]*

The next moment, Wen Zhixing felt an unusual sensation surge within his body. His physical form trembled, and in an instant, he had mastered the Thousand-faced Illusion Body.

Thousand-faced Illusion Body, done. Wen Zhixing smiled slightly. I can only transform once a day, so no playing around today. He felt a bit regretful. If it weren’t for the limitations of the Thousand-faced Illusion Body, I would have liked to have some more fun. But never mind, that’s that.

Wen Zhixing pondered briefly. Feng Ruoli and Si Nanyan are out; they’ll surely join the battle. Ning Shan, however, hasn’t finished her closed-door cultivation yet... She’d be a good choice. He quickly settled on a suitable candidate.

With a thought, a mist formed around him. Within the mist, Wen Zhixing’s silhouette began to slowly change. The next moment, a tall figure wearing a purple dress, her hair casually tied up with a ribbon of the same color, emerged from the mist. His new features were picturesque, a smile on his lips, an exact match for Ning Shan. This Divine Ability can even transform clothes directly!

BOOM!

Just then, a huge, humanoid phantom appeared in the sky above. Tremendous pressure swept across the entire Wonderous Palace.

"They’re here." Wen Zhixing, in Ning Shan’s form, touched ’her’ chest and smiled charmingly. "Fight, fight! All the treasures will be mine!"