Chapter 1754 - 687: Five vs. Two

Chapter 1754: Chapter 687: Five vs. Two

Kong Yuanxing’s body was tense, standing rigidly in place, his inner world like the North Sea, forming a massive black vortex, a large piece of it missing, unable to be pacified at all.

He restrained himself for several days, nearly becoming the Profound Turtle Great Saint. In contrast, the other party’s status became increasingly honorable, their demeanor more and more elevated.

She was the Female Great Saint from the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, a person of unparalleled status, recently surrounded by people like stars around the moon, every move displaying elegance and grace.

Yet at this moment, she bent down to pour tea for someone, then gracefully moved behind him to ease the fatigue in his shoulders and neck.

The Great Saint Xuantu’s eyes were like two abysses, staring ahead in disbelief.

Si Yeli was a distinguished guest he personally invited, a gifted woman who mastered the Four Holy Spirit Sky Striking Technique.

At this moment, Xuantu was like a clay sculpture, standing motionless, unable to believe that someone as illustrious as Saint Si was here, smiling softly and lowering her posture.

He couldn’t comprehend the extraordinary fairy whom he had always regarded as untouchable, performing the duties of a maid.

Beside him, Ning Zhenxue had already lost her composure, feeling as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting.

How could it be? Si Yeli, who she once thought was unattainable, with her inviolate holy aura, was a woman she truly admired and strived to emulate.

But this scene was too shocking for Ning Zhenxue to accept.

Was there any meaning in her pursuit?

The woman she looked up to was kneeling to massage the shoulders of that madman.

Could this be the cruel truth she finally glimpsed at the end of her relentless pursuit?

Ning Zhenxue was devastated, feeling like a lost soul.

Silently and without a trace, the door to the resting room closed, blocking the view from the three.

"Before stepping onto the Path of Great Saint, I was graciously..."

This was the last sound the three of them heard as everything within the room fell into complete silence, partitioning this place into two worlds.

In the banquet hall, celebrities gathered in twos and threes, whispering to one another, laughter echoing while glasses clinked occasionally.

The atmosphere was lively here, yet it failed to bring the expected warmth to Xuantu, Kong Yuanxing, and Ning Zhenxue.

Who was Si Yeli? The noble lady of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, exalted above all. How could this be?

Xuantu’s eyes were like blades; if not for his upbringing reminding him not to be rude, he truly wanted to forcefully open that door and charge in.

Every smile and movement of Si Yeli was frozen behind the wooden door.

Xuantu felt no breeze of spring; at this moment, his heart lake was disturbed, and he was a bit agitated.

He admired this Female Great Saint and naturally had intentions of getting closer by inviting her to a small gathering.

Unknowingly, he had clenched his fists.

Ning Zhenxue said, "Perhaps for some unknown reason, she is under someone else’s control?"

As the door closed, the final words seemed to indicate that Si Yeli had some connection with Emperor Qin before becoming a Great Saint.

At this moment, in Ning Zhenxue’s eyes, Emperor Qin was like a tyrant.

Kong Yuanxing spoke, "The door is ajar; it’s intentionally for us to see."

Could the two inside not sense someone approaching from outside? Clearly, that’s not the case.

Xuantu said in a deep voice, "I observe that Emperor Qin is domineering, by any means necessary, perhaps catching some leverage over Si Yeli before she became a Great Saint."

Kong Yuanxing asked, "What do you want to do? Tolerate him, avoid him..." expressing his dissatisfaction.

He felt stifled, having followed Xuantu’s advice to suppress his feelings until today. He had hoped for the Four Saints to arise and suppress that madman, but now he felt increasingly uneasy, as if his heart was clogged with a mass of stagnant blood.

Xuantu also felt that being overly stable was not good; constant forbearance would make one seem like a turtle withdrawing into its shell.

Was the door being ajar intentionally for him to see?

For a moment, green smoke was almost rising from Xuantu’s head.

Emperor Qin knew full well that Si Yeli was a distinguished guest he invited, yet he still summoned her to the rest room and treated her like a maid.

What does he intend to do? Directly confront him, a face-slapping act in front of everyone.

His voice was low and hoarse, "This is intolerable for a reasonable person to endure. Let’s find Mu Shiniang, the Great Saint; three against one should be enough!"

Kong Yuanxing glanced at him, thinking: Finally, when it came to you, even you couldn’t endure it?

Ning Zhenxue nodded, "Si Yeli, an unparalleled fairy untainted by the mundane world, how could she associate with such a person? There must be some hidden reason, perhaps that tyrant has a hold over her."

She wanted to rescue the Goddess of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, bringing the extraordinary woman she admired out of her suffering.

"Let’s go!" Xuantu led the way, heading towards Mu Shiniang in the crowd.

For a moment, many felt a stifling atmosphere, all making way for them.

...

Inside the resting room, Qin Ming spoke, "No matter who you are, get off Si Yeli immediately."

"Teacher Zheng Guang, why do you say this?" Si Yeli’s eyes sparkled, her snow-white slender hand resting on his shoulder, with appropriate pressure, yet precisely on important acupoints.

In the past, she would call Qin Ming ’teacher’ with a teasing tone.

Now, however, she was quite serious, saying, "Teacher, do you want to test my merits?"

However, from Qin Ming’s shoulder and neck, the Chaos Force flowed, a Tao Rhyme Flower bloomed, easily flicking away her fair finger, unable to get close.

"Teacher Zheng Guang is indeed formidable." Si Yeli smiled softly.

However, she also timely released her former qi mechanism, indicating that she was not replaced by another person.

Qin Ming sat up straight, calmly sipping tea, quietly listening to her explanation.

Si Yeli massaged his shoulders and neck, relaxing his muscles with unfamiliar yet passably effective techniques.

"I practiced the Four Holy Spirit Sky Striking Technique..." she candidly revealed.

Months ago, when they met in Yao Guang City, it was the manifestation of the Vermilion Bird Holy Spirit she mastered, favoring fiery red gowns, just one-fourth of her true body.