CHAPTER 75: CHAPTER 75: YOU YING’S DEFEAT AND THE TRUE MAN’S TOKEN

Crack, crack, crack—

The twisted shadows were suddenly covered in a layer of frost.

Immediately after, dense cracks appeared all over their bodies.

A series of bangs echoed in succession.

All the shadows shattered in an instant.

In the next moment, a blazing red sword light, like the scorching sun, swiftly reached Master You Ying.

From extreme cold to extreme heat.

Master Binghuo’s sword light did not pause for a moment, transitioning without leaving any trace.

A hint of fierceness flashed across Master You Ying’s somewhat sinister face.

Behind him, it seemed like even the light was being devoured.

A dark light, profound to the extreme, suddenly emerged out of nowhere.

A hissing sound was heard.

That dark light seemed like snow meeting the scorching sun, split in two by Master Binghuo’s red sword light.

"What?"

A look of surprise finally flashed through Master You Ying’s eyes.

But soon, it seemed as if numerous twisted black tentacles emerged around him.

As if endless.

One black tentacle was severed by the red sword light, only to be followed by a second, a third, a fourth, and even more black tentacles extending out of nowhere.

In Master Binghuo’s eyes, as clear as autumn water, no emotion could be discerned.

Yet, she slowly extended her hand to her back, finally drawing a red sword.

Zing!

It was as if the scorching sun was roasting the earth, or like a sharp blade cutting through flesh.

All the cultivators located in this area instinctively felt an extremely scorching sharp aura, seemingly suspended at their vital points, inescapable and unavoidable.

"You Ying, if you don’t want the juniors beside you to be implicated, duel with me in the high heavens."

With these words, Master Binghuo’s graceful figure shattered like foam.

But around this area, the scorching sword qi, capable of incinerating everything, still lingered.

Master You Ying glanced at the Black Death Daoist and others beside him, now surrounded by a rising blood mist, with a grim expression.

He knew, in the probing skirmish just now with this female, he had fallen into a disadvantage.

After all, for now, although Ji Haoyuan and others looked somewhat disheveled, they were not really harmed.

In contrast, on his side, Black Death Daoist and his group had evidently sustained serious injuries.

And this was just the aftermath of their initial clash.

If this continued...

Master You Ying let out a cold snort from his nose.

In the next moment, his figure seemed to be engulfed by ink, vanishing from the spot in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

In just an instant, a great roaring exploded from the high heavens.

Red, blue, and endless black light collided relentlessly.

The terrifying pressure rendered the surrounding hundred miles completely silent.

Until a short while later.

A massive black shadow suddenly descended, instantaneously enveloping Black Death Daoist and his companions, flickered a few times, and completely disappeared from everyone’s sight.

Only a voice full of unwillingness echoed in the air.

"Jiang Miaoran, this matter is not over today. I will settle scores with you another day!"

Buzz!

However, the response to that voice was just an ice-blue sword light.

Crack, crack, crack—

Just ahead of where the shadow left, a long trail of frost formed all the way forward.

Amidst it, extremely sharp sword beams swirled.

With a rustle.

Hundreds of miles away.

The shadow that Master You Ying turned into suddenly appeared.

Following was a tremor.

But shortly after, that shadow vanished into the distant horizon with even greater speed than before.

Seeing this, those who remained understood.

The confrontation just now between the two Golden Core True Men should have ended in a victory for Master Binghuo of the Crimson Sunset Sect.

Yet, regarding the face of Golden Core True Men, most people wouldn’t foolishly express anything outright.

Even if that Golden Core True Man was no longer present, it remained so.

However, Ji Haoyuan had no such concerns.

He was seen to bow, cupping his fists, his face full of admiration and gratitude:

"Congratulations to the True Man for defeating the Demon Dao villain and thank you as well for your timely intervention to save us, bringing glory to our righteous path!"

These words, Ji Haoyuan said, were exceptionally smooth.

Yet, to the ears of those around, it inevitably felt somewhat subtle.

Especially some local cultivators here.

Goodness.

A majestic Golden Core True Man, referred to as a villain in your words.

If it were them, they wouldn’t dare say such a thing under any circumstances.

Nor would they dare to openly demean another True Man for a slight favor from the one present.

After all, not everyone is like Ji Haoyuan, without any consideration if such words would earn the remembrance of another Golden Core True Man, nor possessing the courage to act proactively against another Golden Core True Man before having one of their own present.

And yet, Ji Haoyuan’s actions clearly did not end there.

He took out the jade box containing the third-tier Spiritual Object, the Yin Yang Profound Fruit, again, respectfully offering it to Master Binghuo:

"True Man, this Spiritual Object is currently of no use to me, so I kindly ask you to accept it, your acceptance would fulfill my heartfelt gratitude to you."

The words might sound a bit over the top.

But Ji Haoyuan knew very well himself.

When to be assertive, and when to bow down.

As it goes, cultivation involves not only magical power and skills but also worldly wisdom.

In the Cultivation Realm, not knowing how to assess the situation, recognize your surroundings, and understand your own weight, even with great talent and aptitude, you’re unlikely to go far.

Moreover, bowing to someone who saved one’s life, being higher in cultivation and strength, showing appropriate gratitude and respect is only proper.

In Ji Haoyuan’s mind, it was nothing difficult to overcome.

Master Binghuo clearly did not expect such a genuine attitude and expression from the person before her.

It even gave her a sense of honesty, that things should indeed be this way.

In the past, with her character, she naturally wouldn’t casually accept things from others, especially juniors.

Even if the item was of a third-tier level, it was no exception.

But today’s circumstances were evidently different.

The third-tier Yin Yang Profound Fruit was an exceedingly rare Spiritual Fruit of dual ice and fire attributes.

Something she urgently needed and sought after in vain.

As such, upon hearing Ji Haoyuan’s words, she only pondered briefly and then nodded slightly.

"Alright, I will accept this item."

As she spoke, the jade box holding the Yin Yang Profound Fruit in Ji Haoyuan’s hand had already arrived in Master Binghuo’s possession.

She then gently waved her jade-like hand.

A token engraved with blue and red hues directly landed in Ji Haoyuan’s hand.

"This token is my exclusive emblem. Once matters here are settled, you may use this token to find me at my abode."

With these words, Master Binghuo did not stay any longer.

After giving Ji Haoyuan a deep gaze, her whole being shattered like foam.

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared without a trace.