The chaotic energy storm raged violently in the sky for a long while, its brilliance blinding. Azure lightning crackled ceaselessly as five-colored light interwove and clashed, painting a scene that resembled the very explosion of the heavens—a dazzling display of destruction and defiance.
Dark-azure lightning and five-colored radiance clashed and swept through the forest below. One was a force of overwhelming devastation, the other an indomitable wall of resilience. Both surged with full strength, seeking to suppress and dominate the other.
Three pairs of eyes remained fixed on the storm of chaos, their gazes intense and unblinking. Their hearts were gripped with a single question—could Xiao Hua's Blazing Thunder Mountain truly withstand the might of the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's Thunder Devastation?
Under their anxious and focused stares, the violent energy storm gradually weakened. The brilliant radiance dimmed, and after a brief moment of silence, both forces finally dispersed—vanishing like a passing nightmare.
From within the dissipating remnants of the storm, the first to emerge was the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion.
Its white scales, marked with eight flowing dragon patterns, shimmered faintly as remnants of a defensive barrier dissipated around it. It was evident the scorpion had activated a powerful defensive technique at the moment the energy storm erupted, allowing it to narrowly avoid suffering catastrophic damage.
Even so, the price was clear.
The barrier had been completely shattered, and deep cracks marred its gleaming scales. From within those fractures, fresh blood seeped out, trailing down its colossal form. The energy storm had proven too powerful—far beyond what its innate defenses and monstrous physique could fully withstand.
Yet the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion paid no heed to its injuries. Its gaze remained fixed, locked onto the other side of the battlefield—where the last remnants of five-colored radiance were beginning to scatter.
A vague, blurry figure began to take shape amidst the fading remnants of the storm.
The Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's pupils suddenly contracted. Its gaze turned dark and grave. Could it be… even the Thunder Devastation wasn't enough to finish him off?
The blurry figure became increasingly distinct, step by step emerging from the dissipating storm. At last, under the watchful gazes of all present, he appeared once more.
Xiao Hua.
His expression was pale, and fresh blood trickled from the corner of his lips, tracing a crimson line down his chin. His robe was in tatters, violently torn apart by the earlier storm. Countless wounds marred his body, with blood slowly seeping from each cut.
Yet his eyes—those unwavering eyes—held not a trace of weakness.
His aura, though no longer at its peak, remained steady and firm. It was clear—despite bearing injuries, he had not suffered a heavy loss in that devastating clash.
He stood tall and unyielding, his gaze sharp as a blade as it locked onto the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion.
A single glance spoke louder than words.
He was still standing.
The Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion felt a heavy gloom settle over its heart as it stared sharply at the small yet poised young man before it. Though Xiao Hua's body was marred with wounds and streaked with blood, the fact that he still stood—calm and unyielding—was nothing short of dreadful news.
Even with the dense lightning essence saturating the forest, which greatly reduced the energy consumption of its technique, the Thunder Devastation had still drained a significant portion of its strength.
That attack was one of its three ultimate trump cards, alongside the Thousand Lightning Death Poison. Yet unlike the venom housed in its stinger, the Thunder Devastation could not be unleashed repeatedly.
At most, it had the strength for one final Thunder Devastation—but the scorpion knew deep down that this young man would never grant it another chance. Not unless it was prepared to pay an unbearably steep price.
Now fully aware of the level of opponent it faced, a rare flicker of retreat flashed in the scorpion's mind. It wanted to escape.
But just as it was about to act—its pupils suddenly shrank.
The young man who had stood several meters away… had vanished.
Bang!
A deafening impact rang out.
The figure appeared before it in an instant—so fast that even the scorpion, with its acute senses and reflexes, could barely register his movement.
This speed… it was on a completely different level than before.
Terrifyingly so.
The Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's eyes narrowed sharply. Its massive pincer surged forward, crackling with terrifying lightning pressure. Though it lacked the lethal edge of its venomous stinger, a direct hit from the scorpion's pincer could still severely wound an ordinary Dou Zun.
But just as the pincer was about to strike, a ripple of spatial strength suddenly surged from Xiao Hua's body—and in that instant, his figure vanished before its eyes.
The scorpion's attack sliced through nothing but empty air.
'Spatial Strength!'
The scorpion's heart sank. It had momentarily forgotten this young man's frightening ability to manipulate space with such ease. But the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion was no ordinary beast— its mind quickly calmed, and it began scanning its surroundings.
A moment later, spatial fluctuations appeared directly in front of its face. Without hesitation, it swung its pincer forward in a swift, powerful arc—only to strike through… wind.
No figure. No resistance.
Only a gust of wind escaped the fading spatial ripple.
The scorpion's eyes widened in shock, momentarily confused by the bizarre turn of events.
Bang!
In that instant of distraction, a tremendous force slammed into the side of its body. Its enormous frame was sent crashing through a line of towering trees, skidding and tumbling through the air for nearly a hundred meters before it finally managed to stabilize itself.
Groaning, the scorpion lifted its head—only to see Xiao Hua standing calmly at the spot where he had landed his blow, one leg slightly lowered from a powerful, five-colored Dou Qi-infused kick.
Xiao Hua stood calmly at its flank, one leg still raised from the kick he had just delivered. That strike had been infused with a brilliant five-colored Dou Qi, its power clearly not something to be underestimated.
In that instant, the scorpion understood.
The spatial ripple it saw earlier had been nothing but a decoy.
The real Xiao Hua had silently emerged from another direction and struck its unguarded flank with a precise and brutal sneak attack.
A flawless feint—executed with masterful control of Spatial Strength!
Once again, Xiao Hua vanished from sight, causing the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's expression to sharpen. This time, however, it was prepared.
A ripple of spatial strength surged from the scorpion's body, and with a low hum, the surrounding space cracked apart—forcing Xiao Hua's figure to reappear from within the ruptured void.
But Xiao Hua remained calm, utterly unfazed by the abrupt exposure. He had anticipated that the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion would attempt to counter him with spatial strength to prevent another surprise attack. Yet, he did not waver.
He pressed forward without hesitation.
Raising his arm, dense five-colored Dou Qi surged across it like a roaring tide. With a firm clench of his fist, the Dou Qi condensed and expanded in an instant, forming a colossal manifestation—an enormous fist wreathed in searing flames and crackling lightning.
With a single motion, he hurled the fist forward.
At that moment, tyrannical energy exploded forth—the violent, wild power of both flame and lightning merged into a devastating surge, as though it could crush mountains and split the rivers themselves.
This strike possessed more than enough might to severely injure an ordinary Dou Zun.
Yet the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion remained completely unfazed. With a cold glint in its eyes, a thought flickered through its mind—and in response, a torrent of dark-azure lightning surged over its pincer, condensing into a massive construct: a giant lightning-forged pincer formed entirely of dense, crackling energy.
Without the slightest hesitation, it thrust the pincer forward.
Boom!
The two monstrous forces collided head-on—Xiao Hua's blazing, five-colored fist against the scorpion's titanic lightning pincer—sending shockwaves rippling outward as the heavens roared and the earth trembled beneath their clash.
At the moment of impact, a terrifying wave of energy erupted outward with explosive force. The very air trembled, and the earth beneath them caved in under the tyrannical might of the fist and pincer. Space itself twisted and collapsed at the epicenter of their clash, forming a massive rift—hundreds of meters wide—like the gaping maw of a primordial beast.
"Even if you possess the strength to contend with a Peak Dou Zun, it still falls short before the current me!" Xiao Hua's voice echoed like thunder, firm and unwavering.
A cold glint flashed through his eyes as a ferocious ripple of energy surged through the five-colored giant fist. In the next instant, it forced the thunder-forged pincer backward before violently blasting it apart.
SHA—!
A miserable screech tore from the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's mouth as the massive thunder pincer shattered. Its eyes darted to the remains of its limb—sure enough, even its formidable pincer had been crushed under the devastating might of that five-colored fist.
It lifted its head and glared at the colossal fist barreling toward it with unstoppable momentum. With no time to hesitate, it activated its final trump card—the one technique it had long refrained from using due to the immense backlash it carried.
Roar—!
A thunderous roar erupted, brimming with defiance, ruthless determination, and boundless killing intent. The scorpion's eyes flashed with violent intensity, and from them, two bolts of lightning shot forth—one as pure as white jade, the other as dark as the abyss.
At the same time, the eight dragon-flowing patterns etched across its massive body began to writhe, as though awakened from slumber.
In the blink of an eye, the flowing patterns surged outward, rapidly spreading across its form. Its jade-colored carapace began to transform—its surface now pristine white, veined with streaks of black lightning that crackled ominously, casting a chilling glow.
Roar—!
Another deafening roar burst from its throat. This time, the sound carried undeniable agony. Yet beneath that pain, madness had taken root. Its eyes blazed with raw destruction and primal instinct, eclipsing all reason—it had become a beast driven by sheer will to destroy.
As the transformation completed, the scorpion's aura erupted like a storm. Its power surged violently, rising in tremendous waves before gradually stabilizing.
At that moment, the aura of the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion had broken through—stepping fully into the initial level of the Ban Sheng realm.
"The Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's Flowing Rampage Dragon Bloodline…!" Xiao Hua muttered through clenched teeth, his gaze sharpening. "So it's finally using that damned ability."
In truth, this was precisely the reason why Xiao Hua had wanted to end the battle quickly. Once that bloodline was awakened, the potency of the Thousand Lightning Death Poison would rise exponentially—becoming far more deadly and difficult to counter.
It was this very same poison that had ultimately claimed the lives of both the Dragon Emperor and the Phoenix Empress, even after they had successfully defeated the strongest Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion of the ancient era.
Now, Xiao Hua could no longer afford even a single misstep. He had to be absolutely certain not to be pierced by its stinger—the very place where that deathly poison was stored.
Now fully berserk, the transformed scorpion charged through the air in a frenzy. Its body skittered forward with terrifying speed, and it thrust out its remaining pincer with a violent roar.
A blood-red aura surged over the pincer—wild, violent, and brimming with murderous intent. The sheer wrath infused within it caused the surrounding air to tremble as if fleeing in fear.
With no trace of reason left in its eyes, the rampaging beast brought down its thunderous pincer, colliding head-on once more with Xiao Hua's enormous five-colored fist.
Boom!
Once again, a terrifying shockwave erupted, followed by an earth-shaking explosion that echoed across the battlefield. Space collapsed violently, while the air and earth were torn apart by the sheer force of the clash between Xiao Hua's five-colored fist and the scorpion's blood-soaked pincer.
However, this time—Xiao Hua was faintly at a disadvantage.
After the initial clash with the first pincer, the power behind his strike had begun to wane, the immense energy it required already partially exhausted. Had the scorpion not activated its bloodline, that strike might have been enough to end the battle.
But now, with the Flowing Rampage Dragon Bloodline fully awakened, Xiao Hua could no longer suppress the rampaging Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion. It was he who was now being slightly overwhelmed by its ferocity.
Bang! Crack!
A deafening thunderclap rang out, followed by the sharp sound of something shattering under the force of their violent exchange.
Grug!
Both Xiao Hua and the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood, each clearly suffering a heavy blow. Their bodies were flung backward uncontrollably, as if the force of the impact had completely stripped them of balance.
With thunderous crashes, they smashed into the ground, carving deep scars across the earth—over a hundred meters long—before finally skidding to a halt.
Only then did the storm of energy begin to settle.
A few moments passed in silence before the two combatants struggled to their feet, each movement filled with difficulty and strain. Their battered appearances—bloodied, bruised, and covered in dirt—spoke more clearly of their current condition than words ever could.
From opposite ends of the battlefield, their gazes locked.
There was unwillingness in their eyes… and disbelief.
Xiao Hua's face had grown visibly paler than before. It was clear—he had sustained considerable damage during that second violent clash with the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion.
Yet the scorpion found no cause for satisfaction.
It, too, had paid a painful price to force Xiao Hua to such a state. One of its proudest weapons—its formidable pincer—had been destroyed, and recovery would require an unfathomably long time. Worse still, the internal injuries ravaging its body were nothing short of severe.
Despite their condition, neither showed any intent to retreat.
They both understood well—turning their backs now was not an option. Neither would allow the other to escape. With deep enmity forming between them, letting the opponent live would be no different from releasing a tiger back to the mountain—an enemy that would one day return stronger and more vengeful.
This battle could only end with one of them falling.
With a cold glint flashing in their eyes, both straightened their battered forms. Without hesitation, they began circulating their Dou Qi at full force.
Their final blows were coming.
The Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion slowly arched its tail forward, lowering it near its face, while simultaneously drawing its remaining pincer close. From the surrounding void, traces of lightning strength began to surge forth, converging at the center of its pincer and the tip of its stinger.
It was preparing to unleash another Thunder Devastation.
Though its current condition was far from ideal—and one of its pincers had been destroyed—the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion was not yet finished. Even now, it was willing to bear the risk, to burn through its remaining strength and cast everything into this final blow.
It had come to a conclusion: unless it used Thunder Devastation or the Thousand Lightning Death Poison, nothing else it possessed could bring down the powerful young man standing before it.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Xiao Hua stood with both hands extended. A sphere slowly formed between his palms—one composed of golden lightning and azure flame. As the two forces interwove and kneaded together, a terrifying aura began to spread. Blistering heat and roaring thunder surged outward, shaking the surrounding space.
He could feel it clearly—his Primordial Heavenly Flames and Heavenly Lightnings had grown significantly stronger.
Even without Lady Azure and Xue Yue's prior confirmation, he had already sensed this change deep within his soul. And the answer had come during the Heavenly Judgement Lightning trials.
Each time the trial descended upon him, it didn't merely contain the power of the Heavenly Judgement Lightning—it carried fragments of the Primordial Heavenly Flames and Heavenly Lightnings he currently possessed. Each drop of their strength merged into the trial, tempering both his body and his flames.
He remembered Lady Azure's words well: He had only refined fragments of their original strength.
That meant with every tribulation he invoked, more of that original power seeped in—drop by drop—strengthening the flames and lightnings he wielded.
A shocking revelation… but one he welcomed.
Because the stronger his flames and lightnings became, the more powerful his ultimate technique would grow.
After all, his Nine Supreme Chaos Strike depended entirely on the strength of his flames and lightning. And though the growing power brought challenges in control, he had already tamed them.
Bang!
After a few moments later, both the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion and Xiao Hua completed the formation of their ultimate techniques. At the same instant, their heads lifted, eyes locking in a final, unyielding glare.
SHA—!
With a deafening roar, the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion unleashed its strike.
A thunder ray of devastation erupted from its body, tearing through the air with cataclysmic force. The ground split open, the sky dimmed, and everything in its path was reduced to dust. The beam surged forth, wrapped in destructive lightning, hurtling straight toward Xiao Hua with overwhelming momentum.
Facing this torrent of annihilation, Xiao Hua remained calm.
"First Strike—Heaven Breaking Sphere."
His voice was soft, almost quiet, yet it rang clear amidst the chaos.
With a flick of his finger, the golden-green sphere—merged from the fusion of Primordial Heavenly Flame and Heavenly Lightning—launched forward. Though silent at first, the destructive force it contained distorted the very fabric of space around it, spreading chaos like ripples in a shattered mirror.
In the next instant, it transformed into a streak of golden and emerald light, shooting forth like a divine comet.
The two devastating forces—one born of rage and bloodline, the other of heavenly tempering and chaos—raced toward each other.
A collision was inevitable.
Boom—!
With a deep, muffled rumble, a terrifying shockwave erupted as the two ultimate forces collided—shaking the heavens and splitting the earth beneath them. The violent crash sent ripples through space, distorting everything in the surrounding area.
Yet, despite the overwhelming force behind the scorpion's Thunder Devastation, it proved insufficient.
The elegant jade-gold sphere, infused with a terrifying blend of Primordial Heavenly Flame and Heavenly Lightning, radiated a destructive force so overwhelming that the thunder ray was suppressed almost instantly. It resisted—but only for a breath—before being slowly and inexorably pushed back.
The Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's expression twisted in disbelief. It couldn't comprehend it. Even its Thunder Devastation—its ultimate technique—was being overpowered before its very eyes.
"Explode!"
Xiao Hua's voice was cold, calm, and absolute. His expression remained indifferent, as though the outcome had already been set in stone. He raised his hand and clenched his fist tightly.
The moment that thought moved through his mind, the jade-gold sphere suddenly trembled—and then, erupted.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three thunderous explosions echoed through the skies, followed by massive waves of destructive energy. The sphere expanded with a terrifying surge of golden lightning and azure flame, swallowing the remnants of the Thunder Devastation in its wake.
It roared forward like an unstoppable tide—crushing everything in its path as it bore down upon the massive scorpion.
The Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion could see the terrifying tide of destruction approaching… yet it was powerless to stop it. With no means left to resist, the scorpion was struck head-on and completely engulfed by the jade-gold sphere, which continued expanding at a tremendous pace.
Rumble—!
The earth trembled, the skies roared, and the surrounding forest quaked violently. Under the weight of that overwhelming force, the ancient beast—one capable of contending with even the Ancient Void Dragon and Ancient Heaven Phoenix—was obliterated without managing to utter a final cry.
Moments later, the tide of energy from the Heaven Breaking Sphere finally began to subside. The golden and azure brilliance faded, leaving behind a deep, circular crater nearly a hundred meters wide—scorched into the earth as though something carved it into existence.
At its center lay the lifeless body of the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion. Its aura had completely vanished. There was not the slightest breath of life remaining.
Xiao Hua let out a long, heavy breath—one filled with both exhaustion and relief. His shoulders sank slightly as the tension left his body. Then, turning around, he looked toward Little Fairy Doctor and the others, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
In response, Little Fairy Doctor, Zi Yan, and Tian Huo Zun-zhe each let out a breath of their own. Their faces were filled with satisfaction and profound relief.
They had watched the entire battle with clenched hearts, their worry for Xiao Hua growing with each violent clash. Only now, seeing him still standing—bloodied but victorious—did they finally allow themselves to smile.
Unbeknownst to Xiao Hua, due to his exhaustion and turned his back to it, a faint tremor rippled through the supposedly lifeless body of the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion. Though subtle, it did not escape the sharp eyes of Little Fairy Doctor and Tian Huo Zun-zhe.
"Xiao Hua, watch out!!"
Their figures shot forward the instant they sensed the movement. Little Fairy Doctor's voice rang out in urgent warning, filled with deep anxiety and concern.
They leapt out from the barrier Xiao Hua had erected. Fortunately, the earlier chaotic battle had temporarily dispelled the violent lightning energy lingering in the forest, allowing them to move freely without suppression.
Xiao Hua turned his head—and what he saw caused his eyes to narrow.
The scorpion's massive tail had begun to rise and arc through the air, locking onto him with deadly precision.
In that instant, a single thought flashed across his mind:
"Spiritual Strength!"
He could feel it clearly now—this strike wasn't driven by the scorpion's lifeforce, but by a remnant of its powerful Spiritual Strength.
Only now did he fully understand how even the ancient Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Empress had been struck down by this fearsome creature.
They had let down their guard, believing the scorpion already dead—never realizing its stinger could still move, controlled by sheer will and lingering spiritual power alone.
And now, that very same stinger was coming for him.
'Damn scorpion! So this was its final hidden card!' Xiao Hua cursed inwardly, his expression darkening. He had never expected that the Heavenly Lightning Dragon Scorpion's ultimate trump was a mutual destruction tactic—to drag its enemy to death with it.
He tried to move, but his battered body refused to respond. Overwhelmed by exhaustion and riddled with injuries, even lifting a hand felt like an impossible task. He could only watch helplessly as the scorpion's massive stinger locked onto him.
Swoosh!
Puchi!
The sharp whistle of something tearing through the air was followed by a sickening sound of flesh being pierced.
Even though Little Fairy Doctor and Tian Huo Zun-zhe had reacted instantly, they were still a fraction too slow. The deadly stinger pierced directly into Xiao Hua's back, injecting a tremendous surge of venomous black-purple liquid into his body.
Under normal circumstances, the stinger would never have struck him—let alone pierced through his defenses.
But now, in his heavily wounded and exhausted state, his body could not muster the strength to evade or defend. He could only grit his teeth as the venom invaded his internal body causing him to slowly fall into the ground.
"Xiao Hua!"
Little Fairy Doctor rushed forward, catching him just before his body collapsed to the ground.
At the same time, Tian Huo Zun-zhe stepped in. With a clean slash, he severed the scorpion's tail and carefully extracted the stinger from Xiao Hua's back. His figure remained vigilant, standing guard with sharp eyes while frequently glancing back with visible concern.
Xiao Hua's face twisted in pain, countless beads of sweat pouring down as if his very life force were boiling out. His body trembled uncontrollably, and his breathing grew increasingly labored. The agony of the venom surged through him like wildfire.
Little Fairy Doctor placed a trembling hand on his chest and probed his condition with her perception. But the moment her senses reached his abdomen, her eyes widened in alarm.
There—just above the wound—was a strange, beast-like mark. It pulsed faintly, emitting both lightning and poisonous aura in alternating waves.
Her gaze locked onto the sinister mark. She inhaled sharply, her silver teeth clenched tightly as she whispered through gritted teeth, "Thousand Lightning Death Poison… This scorpion's final strike was truly merciless."
"Is it curable?" Zi Yan appeared beside them, her voice filled with urgency after hearing the name of the dreadful poison.
Little Fairy Doctor's expression turned even darker. She opened her mouth slowly, her voice heavy with worry.
"It is… but I don't have the—"
Her words halted abruptly as her expression darkened. She was about to mention the lack of necessary medicinal ingredients when Xiao Hua, barely conscious, raised a trembling hand.
His voice was faint, barely above a whisper, "Place… your spiritual imprint… on the middle ring…"
The ring Xiao Hua pointed to was the Mysterious Heaven Ring—a unique artifact that only permitted others to place their Spiritual Imprint upon it with his explicit approval, and even then, only temporarily—unless he were to perish.
Without hesitation, Little Fairy Doctor released her Spiritual Strength and pressed it against the ring. The imprint process succeeded smoothly, the ring accepting her temporary mark.
She didn't waste time inspecting the treasures within. Instead, she immediately informed Xiao Hua, "I've placed the imprint."
Only then did Xiao Hua allow his body to relax. His eyes slowly closed, and he slipped into unconsciousness. He knew that everything Little Fairy Doctor would need to treat the Thousand Lightning Death Poison was within that ring. At this point, he could only entrust his fate to her.
Tian Huo Zun-zhe's eyes scanned the surroundings, his expression solemn as he sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere.
"Let's leave this forest and leave the Stormcoil Mountain Range. We need to find a safe and quiet location—who knows how many ancient beasts still linger in this forest. And we can't rely on the weakened lightning strength staying this way for long."
The dense lightning energy in the area—dispersed during the earlier battle—was already beginning to return, slowly thickening once more.
If it fully recovered, their Dou Qi circulation would be suppressed again. And with Xiao Hua in his current state, they couldn't afford any more risks.
However, before Little Fairy Doctor and Zi Yan could respond, the space in front of them suddenly rippled and distorted. A spatial tunnel slowly formed before their eyes, causing the three to tense immediately.
From within the swirling spatial vortex, three figures emerged. As they stepped forward, the tunnel behind them collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
The first was a handsome young man with long black hair tied into a high ponytail. His brows were sharp, and his eyes carried a calm yet penetrating gaze, hinting at hidden depths and great power. In his hand was a black spear, sharp and tyrant, its very presence emanating a commanding and tyrannical aura.
The second was an ethereal young woman with flowing white hair cascading down to her waist, held in place by an ornate silver hair ornament. Clad in a clean, snowy-white robe, her cold aura and expressionless face gave her the air of a flawless white lotus—pure, untouchable, and radiating a dignified aloofness.
The third was another graceful beauty, exuding serenity and refinement. Draped in elegant robes, she carried a sense of calm that was soothing to the soul. She gave the impression of still waters—pure, tranquil, and unmarred by the world. If the first woman was an ice fairy, then this one was like a lake spirit—peaceful, flawless, and untouched by impurity.
If the first cold young woman gives off the image of an ice fairy, then the other young woman gives off an image of a lake fairy.
Their sudden appearance made Tian Huo Zun-zhe and Little Fairy Doctor instantly grow cautious, both unconsciously drawing Dou Qi in preparation. But Zi Yan's eyes lit up with joy the moment she saw them.
Her face beamed with excitement as she rushed forward and shouted with delight,
"Elder Sister Li Mei, Elder Sister Xin Yu, Elder Brother Ming Cheng!"
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