"We're finished…"
Wang Ying's face drained of blood. Despair and regret flooded him.
Lan An—gone. Dead…
Wu San Niang's wrath flashed. One thought: "I should suicide publicly—take all blame, spare sister's realm!"
Public atonement before her—her Tribulation Transcender magnanimity would spare Heavenly Mountain.
Beside him, Ming Ngo's face mirrored dread. Lan An—Myriad Treasures Pavilion's key partner, close to their Saintess. His death? Skin peeled at best.
Many knew Lan An's spatial artifact—yet none believed it could withstand such apocalypse.
Living-space treasures existed—Myriad Treasures sold them. But one shielding Body Integration strike? Impossible.
Thus—Lan An dead.
"Wait—… Instant Shift? Could he have teleported?" Ming Ngo's eyes flashed—praying his rival lived.
Wang Ying shook pale head: "Instant Shift—short range. Even chained—blast radius inescapable…"
"Then join him!"
A clear voice—pure killing intent—rang. Both shuddered.
Su Yan descended—eyes bloodshot, celestial yet murderous. No emotion, only hatred.
Self-blame and rage consumed her. She'd dragged trouble to her junior. These pests—rejected yet persistent…
Lan An never feuded with them—her fault. They'd used a Late Body Integration sealed strike.
Even Eldest Sister would fall—let alone him…
If she'd been firmer—driven them off—no tragedy. Body trembling, shame burned. No face for sisters, Master, his women… death aura rose. Kill them—then herself.
Madness in her eyes. Wang Ying and Ming Ngo's hearts sank—hated by their beloved? Worst pain.
"Sorry… strike."
They closed eyes—ready.
Su Yan's gaze—millennia ice. Flower Jade Flute appeared, spirit force surged—tip aimed at Wang Ying's neck…
Sighs rippled. Three prodigies fall today?
Yan Ruo Xue and Hua Yu Feng exchanged glances—time to act. Lan An's Spirit Realm Pearl known to Harem. He'd hidden—safe.
They'd let Su Yan suffer—to gauge her love.
About to intervene…
"Su Yan—spare mercy! Your little man is safe in this one's hands!"
A cold, noble voice halted them. Su Yan spun, body quivering.
Unknown when—a breathtaking woman appeared, beauty dimming heaven and earth.
Pale green palace gown hugged lethal curves—full chest, round hips, tiny waist. Skin flawless even afar.
Face—icy, emotionless. Sapphire eyes—pure, lonely. Fragrant nose, unadorned red lips exhaling faint sandalwood—men entranced, afraid to blink.
Bare feet on two Seven-Colored Lotus Ice—serene, regal.
Aura mirrored Su Yan—untouched by dust, fairy-tale maidens. Yet distinct…
Su Yan—gentle breeze fairy.
This woman—solitary ice fairy.
"Gasp… Lord… Lord of Heavenly Mountain?!"
An Early Body Integration onlooker screamed—adoration, fanaticism, trembling.
"Her? The legendary Lord? Worthy of Heavenly Mountain—only such a fairy fits!" A man muttered, love at first sight—forever hers.
Men nodded—united.
"Sister!" Wang Ying—joy and guilt.
Indeed—his sister, Late Body Integration, Heavenly Mountain Lord—Wang Yi Yun.
"Beauty, can you release?"
Amid awe—a helpless voice cut romance. Curses inwardly.
Only then—Lan An noticed. Wang Yi Yun held his collar like a chick… Nirvana Spirit Water rapidly regrew flesh on skeletal arms, face pale.
Lan An—speechless.
Ice Lotus World-Rage Palm—formidable, but three perfect counters existed.
He'd planned using Wang Ying's strike to test a new Emperor Soul Scripture soul skill. Failure? Spirit Realm Pearl.
Even—surviving unscathed would skyrocket Fame Points—Warm Blood Essence for wives.
All ready—then a jade hand pierced void, seized him. Seven-Colored Lotus Ice shielded—no resistance. Pulled far before blast.
Culprit—this icy solitary fairy.
…
The jade token—her gift, containing her mark.
Wang Ying's use alerted her across realms. Fearing strong foe—she tore space.
Seeing him vs. Golden Ranking Top 10 Void God—she recalled Lan An's terror. Crisis—she saved…
Yet he looked annoyed. Ungrateful?
"Saving him… wrong?" She wondered.
Yan Ruo Xue and Hua Yu Feng—surprised. Expected Spirit Realm Pearl—not abduction. New powerful sister? Confusing.
Her strength—none saw her move.
Lan An ignored Wang Yi Yun—rushed to Su Yan, gently wiping tears:
"Third Sister—don't cry! Even without her, I had means. Master's chosen man—easy defeat?"
Su Yan flushed at warm touch, sweet words. Cheeks pink, clear eyes silent—heart calming.
Wang Yi Yun frowned. So confident? Claim survival against her near-full strike? Could slay Early Body Integration…
"Unhappy with this one's aid?" She asked coldly, ignoring brother's gaze.
Normally—such beauty, Lan An cherished. But three treasures needed care.
No time for Wang Yi Yun—comforting Su Yan, explaining to wives.
Wang Yi Yun's face—colder. First ignored—by a man…
"Thank you, Lord Wang!"
Su Yan stepped forward—grateful. Though Lan An claimed means—risky. Him safe—best.
Lan An pouted inwardly: Thank what? Didn't need saving—your move endangered me! But two dust-free fairies together—eye candy. Silent.
"Su Yan—no need. This one overstepped." Wang Yi Yun said, seeing Lan An's face.
He didn't need her—her meddling. Embarrassing. When had she felt such complex emotions?
"Thank… thank Lord Wang for saving him!"
Ming Ngo's weak voice—tears of joy. Lan An alive—fireworks! Just teaching humility—not this…
"What? This young master needs you to thank for me?!" Lan An baffled—thought he'd die without her?
Furious—signaled Stone Man. Grabbed Ming Ngo's leg—hoisted.
"You… what?!" Ming Ngo gulped—sudden rage? Not miserable enough?
"Return to factory!" Lan An eyed distant Myriad Treasures branch.
"No, Lan An—" Ming Ngo near blood-spit.
Stone Man ignored—nodded, hurled…
WHOOSH…
Shooting star—silence. Golden Ranking Top 11—thrown. Long seclusion ahead.
Lan An turned to Wang Ying…
Gulp…
Wang Ying swallowed: "Lan An, I said nothing!"
Lan An silent—eyed another Stone Man.
Wang Ying panicked: "Sister—he'll throw me!"
"Leave it to me." Wang Yi Yun nodded calmly.
"Great—justice!" Wang Ying beamed.
Then—WHOOSH. Another star—Heavenly Mountain bound.
"SISTER! WHY?! SOB…"
Wails echoed—long fading…
Gulp…
Lan An and crowd swallowed. Wang Yi Yun's flawless long leg—brutal kick on brother. No mercy—hence tears.
"Hmph—constant trouble. Back—bind you!"
Wang Yi Yun huffed—tore space, gone.
"Legs rival Ming Yue's!" Lan An squinted—appraisal.
Onlookers recalled that seductive kick—many thought:
"Suddenly crave a kick!"