Venerable Supreme of Myriad Dragons

Suddenly, Shen Daoxing paused. He looked closely at Wuyue and realized that although this man looked identical to the Wu Cheng he’d met the other day, the aura he gave off felt completely different.

"SQUEAK SQUEAK!"

At that moment, the Golden-Eyed Treasure-Seeking Rat in Shen Daoxing’s arms suddenly started chirping, telling him that the person before them was not the same one they had encountered before.

The Golden-Eyed Treasure-Seeking Rat was extremely sensitive to auras. Its judgment would not be wrong.

Suddenly, Shen Daoxing’s expression froze. He realized this matter was even more complicated than he had imagined.

Afterward, Shen Daoxing asked a few more questions. Once he confirmed that this Wuyue was indeed not that Wu Cheng...

Shen Daoxing’s figure flickered and then vanished, leaving a completely bewildered Wuyue behind.

At that moment, Shen Daoxing was flying outside the Suspended Island, recalling the words of his senior brother Wan Hai.

He suddenly realized something. He feared someone had truly infiltrated the Cyan Nether Sword Sect.

Just then.

"DING-A-LING! DING-A-LING!"

A series of chimes suddenly rang in Shen Daoxing’s ears. It was the warning sound of the Wind-controlling Bell. Someone had triggered it and trespassed into the Cyan Nether Sword Sect.

Shen Daoxing stopped in his tracks, his expression shifting. He had been the one to hang all the Wind-controlling Bells; he couldn’t be more certain of where that sound was coming from.

Suddenly, Shen Daoxing quickly turned and flew in that direction.

In just a moment, in front of another Suspended Island, Shen Daoxing saw a tall, slender figure land below.

Shen Daoxing’s figure flashed, transforming into a streak of light and appearing abruptly before the person.

He saw a beautiful woman with a slender figure. A long, pale yellow dress was wrapped tightly around her, yet it failed to conceal her curvaceous form. She looked like a female disciple from the Inner Sect.

Seeing Shen Daoxing, the woman just smiled brightly, not at all flustered. "Well now, little junior brother, what are you doing here so late? This is where the female disciples live. Could it be you have your eyes on one of our little junior sisters and came to steal a bit of romance?"

The woman covered her mouth with her hand, letting out a delicate laugh. Speaking teasingly, she was about to walk past Shen Daoxing.

However, though Shen Daoxing had never met this woman before, he sensed a familiar aura from her.

At that moment, the Golden-Eyed Treasure-Seeking Rat in his arms chirped once, confirming for Shen Daoxing that the person before him was indeed the same Wu Cheng he had met at the gates of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect.

’So her true form is a woman.’

"WHOOSH!"

Without any warning, a black arc of light flashed across the sky. The Great Ming Demon Sparrow shot out abruptly, streaking toward the woman.

The woman’s feet moved, and she dodged with extreme agility. She then shot Shen Daoxing a reproachful glance, her tone complaining, "You little junior brother, why must you attack me without a second word? Don’t you know how to treat a lady?"

As the woman spoke, her eyes seemed to dance, her face wreathed in smiles. Any male disciple who saw her would have found it impossible to resist.

Shen Daoxing’s expression, however, remained indifferent. His figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared before the yellow-clad woman, throwing a punch without the slightest hint of mercy. "Hand over the item."

The yellow-clad woman twisted her slender waist, dodging with incredible agility. Then she played dumb, "What item? Hand over what?"

With that, the yellow-clad woman’s figure blurred, transforming into a streak of light as she flew deeper into the Suspended Island.

But Shen Daoxing had no intention of letting her escape.

"Venerable Invincible, Huangliang’s Moment!"

Suddenly, with a thought from Shen Daoxing, it was as if time had stopped. The swaying grass and trees froze, the chirping of insects in the night fell silent—everything came to a halt.

However, the yellow-clad woman running ahead of Shen Daoxing was completely unaffected.

Shen Daoxing was rather surprised. His figure flashed as he quickly gave chase.

Although Shen Daoxing’s Huangliang’s Moment couldn’t stop her, the yellow-clad woman’s speed had still slowed considerably.

Before long, Shen Daoxing caught up to the yellow-clad woman again.

The yellow-clad woman turned her head, her face all smiles. "Oh my, little junior brother, we’ve only just met, and you’re already chasing me so relentlessly. Have you taken a liking to me?"

As she spoke, she suddenly covered her cherry-red lips and giggled. "Oh, but this senior sister isn’t interested in a little junior brother like you who’s still wet behind the ears."

While she was still talking, Shen Daoxing had already raised his arm high, clenched his hand into a fist, and slammed it down fiercely.

BZZZT!

Black arcs of electricity crackled around it.

Seeing this, the yellow-clad woman quickly turned and thrust out a palm, striking Shen Daoxing’s fist.

"BANG!"

Instantly, the yellow-clad woman shot away like an arrow released from a bowstring, smashing heavily into a large tree with a THUD.

"CRACK!"

The entire tree snapped in two on impact.

Shen Daoxing took a silent step forward, advancing slowly. "Hand over the item."

The yellow-clad woman staggered to her feet, patting the dust off her clothes. She then gave Shen Daoxing a reproachful look.

"Oh my! Oh my! You little junior brother, you’re so crude. How could you bear to hit a beautiful senior sister like me? That’s not cute at all! You won’t win this sister’s affection that way."

As she spoke, the yellow-clad woman laughed, then abruptly turned and vanished. The next moment, she had already reappeared a great distance away. Shen Daoxing paused for a beat before quickly giving chase.

This yellow-clad woman’s cultivation wasn’t high, at the Fifth or Sixth Layer of the Earth Profound Realm at most, but her Body Technique was incredibly strange and agile.

The two of them, one chasing the other, bounded up and down through the mountains. For a time, Shen Daoxing actually couldn’t catch up to her.

The yellow-clad woman, now aware of how powerful Shen Daoxing was, no longer dared to face him directly.

Suddenly, Shen Daoxing’s Venerable Power surged within him. He pushed off his feet with explosive force, leaping high into the air to appear above the yellow-clad woman’s head.

"BZZZT!"

Black arcs of electricity flickered around his upraised, massive fist, which he was about to bring down.

But the yellow-clad woman suddenly covered her mouth and giggled. "Oh, my dear little junior brother, you can’t be so reckless! If we’re discovered here, there’ll be no explaining our way out of this!"

Shen Daoxing paused and looked around. Unbeknownst to them, at some point they had arrived at the living quarters of the Inner Sect’s female disciples.

He saw a stream burbling down the mountainside, flowing through the brown earth. Neat courtyards were situated on both sides, their candlelight flickering within. On the windows, the graceful silhouettes of women could be seen, slowly removing their clothes and disrobing.

Shen Daoxing froze for a moment.

In that instant, the yellow-clad woman covered her mouth and giggled. With a light tap of her delicate foot, her figure flickered and she flew with extreme agility into one of the female disciples’ courtyards.

Shen Daoxing quickly pursued her. He saw a series of afterimages flash past and dissipate, only to find that the yellow-clad woman had vanished into one of the houses to the side.