Chapter 867 - 954: Social Death

Mu Qianqian’s Immortal Body is called the Thousand Ridge Sacred Body.

This Immortal Body is quite special; it allows one to breakthrough during battle, and the stronger the opponent’s physique, the more it can stimulate the potential of this Immortal Body.

It is precisely because of this that Mu Qianqian often challenges Core Disciples, earning herself a reputation as a battle enthusiast among them.

Some disciples who suffered losses avoided her after their unfavorable encounters.

It’s not that these disciples couldn’t defeat Mu Qianqian.

Rather, if you agree to spar with her, she would persistently pursue you afterward.

She can break through in battle.

But you cannot.

Thus, she gains benefits while your cultivation time is wasted.

Later, most of the Core Disciples would turn away and avoid Mu Qianqian, refusing her challenges.

After all, in the Daoist Alliance, if one party refuses, and you still attack them, it violates the Alliance’s rules, leading to punishment.

Chen Mo accepted her challenge, which excited Mu Qianqian greatly.

She moved swiftly to strike first; fierce True Qi roared out, viciously bombarding toward Chen Mo.

Golden True Qi surged from within Chen Mo, forming a True Qi aura around him, deflecting Mu Qianqian’s attack without faltering.

"Impressive, isn’t it?" After the initial exchange, Mu Qianqian roughly gauged Chen Mo’s defense capabilities, which sparked excitement in her eyes, feeling they could have a proper fight.

"Again." Mu Qianqian lowered her eyelids slightly, as her body erupted with immense True Qi.

Boom!

The entire island trembled slightly at this moment; then Chen Mo saw massive rocks rise into the air, seemingly wrapped by an invisible hand, ultimately forming an enormous giant tree.

The giant ball was perfectly round; shadows enveloped, covering the surrounding empty space.

Zuoqiu Yiren’s body emitted a strand of True Qi, not out of fear of Chen Mo failing to withstand, but out of concern that Chen Mo’s abode might be destroyed by their battle.

Boom!

In the next instant, the giant tree smashed down fiercely, shrouded in invisible True Qi, the air resounding with sonic booms—terrifying momentum.

"Galaxy Constellations Fist!"

Chen Mo didn’t immediately use his trump card; this wasn’t a life-and-death battle.

It was merely sparring, so naturally, the goal is to gradually probe the opponent’s strength.

The Power of the Stars surged from Chen Mo’s body like a tide, converging in his right arm, then his five fingers clenched into a fist, punching forcefully.

Boom!

The two collided fiercely; immediately, it was as if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked; the island shook violently, shockwaves erupted—Zuoqiu Yiren hurriedly intervened to stabilize the surroundings, preventing everything nearby from being ruined.

The storm dissipated.

Two silhouettes shot backward, then almost simultaneously launched toward each other again.

Chen Mo soared into the sky.

Despite it being sparring, the resulting shockwaves were indeed terrifying.

One ought not to destroy their own home during a challenge.

Chen Mo shifted the battle to the skies, nullifying the island’s array, darting heavenward.

Mu Qianqian pursued swiftly.

The two engaged over a dozen rounds in an instant mid-air.

Bang!

The two crashed into each other with a punch, subsequently retreating as red and black shadows.

"Exhilarating." Mu Qianqian stretched her muscles, feeling that the strength Chen Mo displayed earlier was surprising, but not requiring her to hold back.

"Next, I’ll be serious," Mu Qianqian declared.

"Bring out your true power."

Previously, during the Middle Stage Nascent Soul, Chen Mo fought the Late Stage Divinity Transformation Su Mengyan.

But back then, he borrowed Qiao Yushi’s power and utilized the Blood Burning Skill.

Thus, Chen Mo couldn’t gauge his own strength accurately.

Now that he’s reached Half-Step Divinity Transformation, Chen Mo intends to assess his capabilities without using Blood Burning Skill, nor Red Dragon Demon Arm, nor Heaven and Earth Lose Color—all purely relying on his realm.

"Alright!"

Mu Qianqian was not shy; indeed, this would be more beneficial for her.

"Come on."

Mu Qianqian’s pale skin gradually glowed red, as if she were wrapped in a red veil.

Swoosh!

Mu Qianqian’s silhouette swiftly closed in on Chen Mo, reaching for the Disciple Token on his chest.

"So fast."

Chen Mo’s pupils contracted; her speed now had increased by at least threefold compared to before.

Additionally, as she reached out, a fierce gust accompanied her hand, ripping through his aura of True Qi Defense entirely.

The two were now at a close distance.

If it weren’t for the established rules stating whoever touches the opponent’s Disciple Token first wins,

Chen Mo wouldn’t intend to dodge, opting instead to rely on his robust physique.

But with the rules in place, if he doesn’t evade,

the Disciple Token on his chest would surely be seized by Mu Qianqian.

That would result in his loss.

However, the two were too close; hence, while rapidly retreating, Chen Mo raised a hand to block.

Swoosh!

Mu Qianqian’s fingers clawed at Chen Mo’s sleeve, tearing it apart, leaving five white marks on his arm.

But those five white marks swiftly vanished.

"Such a powerful physique."

Mu Qianqian was marveling, then suddenly felt a shiver.

For in the instance she was about to retreat hastily,

Chen Mo’s left hand had already seized her wrist tightly, then bent down reaching for the Disciple Token on her right leg.

Mu Qianqian’s expression changed; with her other hand, she performed a Tai Chi Push aimed at Chen Mo’s waist, hoping to push him away.

But Chen Mo trusted his right hand, intending to endure the attack, while his left hand clamped onto Mu Qianqian’s wrist, thus, only if he didn’t let go, Mu Qianqian couldn’t push him away.

Mu Qianqian apparently anticipated Chen Mo’s plan; her legs spread apart in the air executing a perfectly straight split.

In this way, Chen Mo naturally grabbed nothing but air.

And by that moment, Mu Qianqian seized the opportunity.

Given Chen Mo’s stooped posture, Mu Qianqian’s elbow struck hard into Chen Mo’s back.

Chen Mo endured the blow; although his body could withstand it, the force on his back still propelled him in an ensuing forward dive towards Mu Qianqian’s side.

Coincidentally, at that moment, Mu Qianqian’s legs also descended.

The two pale, long, beautiful legs encircled Chen Mo’s head...

Neither expected this turn of events.

Both were stunned.

Chen Mo reacted first, trying to struggle free, and inevitably turned his head.

This led to Chen Mo’s face pressing directly against Mu Qianqian’s underwear...

Chen Mo was completely dumbfounded.

For a moment, he stopped struggling altogether.

Social death—a total social death.

Mu Qianqian also perceived something, her face flushing red.