CHAPTER 86: THE LITTLE BOY

Zhoom! Zhoom!

Booming thunder erupted from his hands... The runes covering his hands intertwined and formed an alarming lightning fist, the front part taking the shape of an azure dragon as described in profound Scriptures.

"Saintess, you can’t do this... This one requests to think it through," he yelled trying to remain calm yet he couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"Oh, you finally snapped," Saintess spoke as softly as a flower and as gently as a feather. She was aware that this little guy harbored feelings for her but she decided to ignore it.

What’s even the use of such feelings if they only hold you back, One must be immovable as mountains and as deep as the sea, if not forgetting about cultivation the feelings, and focus on yourself.

The wisdom of scholars never lies.

"Are you planning to kill me... Pathetic... Go on, try it." She stopped midway and turned her head, though her veil covered her face like a mist yet it felt as if she was smirking beneath.

"Saintess, don’t make me do this... I dare not be the sinner for the immortal land, but, if you wish to offer yourself for survival I might have to..." The boy roared attracting the attention of Zhao Fan and others.

"Ooh, quite pathetic little beat unable to fathom the vastness of the sky." Young Master Zhao shook his head remaining cold as ice.

Nonetheless, he did manage to check the Siantess’s figure and could manage to take a glimpse of her face.

Her hair, a cascading waterfall of midnight silk, tumbled elegantly past her shoulders, shimmering as if woven from the essence of the night sky itself.

Her eyes, twin pools of celestial jade, held the mysteries of the vast life within their depths. They sparkled, framed by long, delicate lashes that danced like the gentle breeze through bamboo forests.

Her jade-like body, sculpted by the divine hands of the creator, was a sight to behold. Like a statue carved from the finest jadeite, each curve harmonized with the subtle elegance of nature, giving life to the artistry of existence itself, from big big front mountains to the back hills.

Her long legs, akin to graceful willow branches, reached towards the ground with an allure of delicacy. They were the pillars of a divine temple, supporting her form with an effortless elegance, drawing the eye and inviting reverence with every poised motion.

Her hourglass body, a harmonious balance of grace and allure. The slim waist was a winding path leading to lush hills of soft curves where beauty mingled with power, a fusion of femininity and dominance that left even the most well-composed sages and scholars breathless.

And beneath her silk garments, her breast; the twin peaks of a sublime mountain range—teased the breath away from onlookers, tempting and alluring like the sirens of ancient lore.

Truly a vision of beauty and a sophisticated body.

"Young Master...it seems that woman wants to form an alliance with us using her body to please you but that boy seems to he against it." The one who spoke was the Saintess of Supreme Holy Peak.

Of course, Yi Xin Xue would never say such things as she knew if she could hear it then, Young Master can too, this it’s pointless to explain such things.

"Hmph, there are vixens everywhere... They want to form an alliance with us." Ling’er looked at the woman and couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of such body shape and dressing.

That woman was dressed in an immoral, culturally inappropriate top with jewellery and silvers all around her waist, with a long skirt made from the finest silk, covering up to her lotus feet.

"It’s better if we have another team to form an alliance the it’s like raising the sheeps. It gives a lot in the long run, however, let’s see how she handles it... If she can’t fight that guy, it’s pointless to form an alliance."

..

As the tension in the air thickened, the Saintess regarded the boy with a gaze that seemed to pierce through the layers of his resolve.

The azure dragon at his fingertips crackled menacingly.

"Do you truly think you can intimidate me with your posturing?" Her voice was a melodic whisper, yet it bore the weight of a tempest.

"Your strength is admirable, but you stand at the precipice of folly. A challenge to me is a challenge to the very heavens themselves."

The boy gritted his teeth, defining his stance even further as his heart raced. "I will not let you, use your bodu, even if it costs me my life!" His proclamation rang out, resonating with potency.

Young Master Zhao raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A spirited youth, indeed. Yet, what is a flame without the fuel to sustain it?"

The Saintess ponder for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly. "I see... It’s too late to change the decision."

Her hands began to turn bright red and in an instant she reached before him, sometimes for the greater good of all, few must be killed.

Bang!

Her palm attacked his chest, sending him flying.

Pfft!

He coughed some blood landing heavenly on the ground, yet she moved gracefully like a divine crane, her jade foot kicking his face,

"Saintess... You..." He screamed feeling strong pain.

"May your soul have mercy..." The next instance he felt his heart heating violently and it exploded, killing the young man instantly.

With a gracefully elegant posture, she turns and moves towards Young Master Zhao.

"Greetings fellow Daoist, This humble Wa Ti Ning, am from immortal domain and I wished to form an alliance with your team." She said politely bowing her head and cupping her fist together.

Young Master Zhao observed the aftermath of the confrontation with a sharp glint in his eye, the death of the boy was a nice entertainment. Wa Ti Ning’s demeanor remained calm and poised, her veil fluttering slightly as she moved.

"Interesting...," Zhao mused, his lips curling into an enigmatic smile as he took a moment to process her actions. "You address me with humility, yet you just extinguished a flame that dared to oppose you. A calculated risk, no doubt."

"You misunderstand, young master," she replied, her voice smooth and alluring as silk. "In the realm of immortals, strength and decisiveness command respect. I sought only to demonstrate the seriousness of my intentions. An alliance must be built on trust and clarity, wouldn’t you agree?"

Her jade-like eyes held his gaze, unwavering and confident. Zhao’s companions exchanged glances, uncertainty weaving through their ranks at such an unceremonious display of power.

"An alliance, indeed," he replied.

"But do you truly believe I could trust a woman who so readily dispenses with those who stand in her way? A display of power is impressive, but loyalty is a different kind of strength. And it seems you are the only one remaining in your team, If I kill you right now, it’s over for you guys."