Chapter 1439 - 1415: Nine Yin, Nine Yang

In the moment when those fierce winds and forks flew, a bloodied figure identical to Ren Feng appeared ahead, blocking all those attacks!

"Boom!"

In an instant, as the two experts were about to draw near, Ren Feng's entire body exploded violently, blood rain scattering everywhere, the terrifying power of the explosion directly forcing those two back!

At this moment, a red beam of light swiftly pierced from mid-air into the riverbed below!

After the explosion subsided, these masters found that Ren Feng had turned into countless fragments, dispersing like red flesh in the air.

The Half-Saint experts furrowed their brows and immediately released their senses, but every search revealed nothing of Ren Feng's presence.

"Search!"

Meanwhile, not far from there, at the city's northwest corner that Ren Feng had previously seen, where waterfalls continually fell beneath.

This was a vast space like a mountain ravine, ahead was a verdant mountain scape, above, waterfalls continuously fell and gathered in a pool below, transforming into gentle streams merging into a circular pool ahead.

Within this circular pool, a maiden, akin to a divine being, was bathing.

Her skin was as pure as snow, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, her collarbones prominent and her face, extraordinarily beautiful.

Her brows distant like Qingshan, her eyes bright and teeth white, her expression calm, surrounded by an aura that was pristine and otherworldly, most notably, the gem embedded at the center of her brow.

What a breathtaking beauty!

Behind the pool, facing away stood two maidservants, motionless.

Other than this, there were no others present.

On the surrounding mountain walls, strange patterns were etched, the floor also paved with peculiar designs, the entire atmosphere was a blend of solemnity and mystery.

Manjushaka cleansed her body, her daily baths were a necessity for the Brahma Sect maiden, maintaining bodily cleanliness was also a ritual.

Just at this moment, the sky nearby erupted with an earth-shattering sound.

"What happened?"

Manjushaka asked aloud.

"Your servant is unaware but will inquire for the maiden immediately."

The sounds in the sky were clear, distinctly the sounds of fighting.

"No need to inquire, it should be the previous intruder."

Manjushaka's expression was calm, the maidservant responded affirmatively, then stood motionless again.

The woman in the pool sighed, looking toward the sky not far away, where a giant Buddha figure appeared.

"Ascending to become Buddha? This intruder's strength is impressive."

Series of explosions transmitted, resembling distant thunderous roars, in the city more experts flew over, yet no one dared to pass here, as it was the Brahma Sect maiden's domain, even the air was forbidden for others to traverse.

Listening to the explosion sounds, Manjushaka's thoughts were unknowable, a hint of sigh in her gaze.

Suddenly, from within her, an infinite cold aura emanated, so icy that in an instant the steaming pool turned into a cold lake!

Chilled waves rose over the water, turning white mist into smoke.

Manjushaka's eyes transformed as though into transparent amber, looking void-like, but this state did not last long as she restored herself once more.

"As the daughter of Nine Yin, my existence in this lifetime is merely for the Nine Yang body, yet the probability of both Nine Yin and Nine Yang bodies existing simultaneously is too minuscule."

Manjushaka was aware, as others had told her countless times, without the support of the Nine Yang body, another year would pass, and the Nine Yin aura would corrode her entirely, marking her day of death.

In other words, as this maiden, she would not live past one year.

She no longer held hope; in the past few years she had yearned to meet a man with Nine Yang body, wondering how that would feel, yet within the Brahma Sect no one possessed the Nine Yang body.

Moreover, she could not venture out, extinguishing any hope of finding the Nine Yang body completely.

Furthermore, as the maiden of the Brahma Sect, she held responsibilities unmatched by others: soon she would offer herself as a gift to the gods, becoming a sacrificial object, leading to her death.

This realization left Manjushaka's face calm, yet her beautiful gaze contained sorrow.

Is this a maiden's fate?

But I do not desire such fate.

Manjushaka sighed internally, while from the distant sky another explosion sounded, signaling the battle's end.

"You may leave."

Not long after, Manjushaka spoke.

"Yes."

The two maidens departed, and Manjushaka prepared to dress after the bath.

Manjushaka was a name she chose for herself, in legend it was the name of a flower, telling the story of Flower Demon Man Shu and Leaf Demon Sha Hua who loved each other but never met due to the flower's nature, separating whenever the flower bloomed or leaves appeared, unable to reunite.

Eventually, the two demons met but were punished by the gods, cast into cyclical reincarnation, cursed to never be together, enduring hardships through lifetimes. Since then, Manjushaka was also known as the Other Shore Flower, opening in heaven, shape like hands praying to the higher realms, never seen within the city.

Thus, the flower only blossomed on the Yellow Springs Road, every reincarnation of Manzhu and Sha Hua would encounter the fragrance of this flower there, recalling past lives and swearing never to part, yet repeatedly falling into the cursed cycle.

This name, is quite like myself and the Nine Yang body, isn't it?

The probability for Nine Yin and Nine Yang to meet was akin to that of the Manjushaka.

When Nine Yang exists, Nine Yin may not; when Nine Yin exists, Nine Yang may not.

Manjushaka sighed internally, and as she was about to stand, suddenly felt a very strong and distinct aura.

This feeling never experienced before, like something was about to happen.

What is happening?

Manjushaka felt lost, like a magnet, she sensed something approaching her, distinctly feeling the other's presence.

What is it exactly?