Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 413 399: History's Strongest Saintess Asura Field (2)

Divine light rippled through the void as Lin Qianyan shattered the Red Lotus Flame Shield before her with a single palm strike, sending Shang Miaoyan flying.

"Cough, cough—"

A trickle of blood escaped the corner of Shang Miaoyan's mouth. She had, after all, only just broken through to the Void Refining realm. There was still a gap between her and Lin Qianyan, whose foundation was stable. Had she been given time to fully consolidate her realm, perhaps Lin Qianyan would have been no match for her.

But as it was, she had chosen to challenge the Jade Pool Saintess immediately after her breakthrough, so she was destined to be at a disadvantage.

However, as Shang Miaoyan looked at Lin Qianyan's unprecedented rage, she felt a satisfaction even greater than if she had won the fight herself.

Because she could feel the thick jealousy and hatred radiating from Lin Qianyan.

A mocking curve appeared on Shang Miaoyan's red lips. She ran her red-lacquered fingers through her long hair, and the ridicule in her laughter grew sharper.

"Lin Qianyan, you think you're so smug now that you have Xiaohan, don't you?"

"You think you can kick me out of the picture? Dream on~"

"I'm the woman who took Xiaohan's first time. You? You're just a homewrecker, here to pick up the sloppy seconds I, Shang Miaoyan, am done with~!"

Lin Qianyan's expression darkened further. She raised a hand and summoned the Jade Terrace Divine Bell, bringing it down with world-crushing force upon Shang Miaoyan, who was clad in a fiery red dress.

She was truly enraged now. The Magic she employed was no longer aimed at suppression or teaching a lesson—she was genuinely trying to kill her!

No woman could endure such vicious, face-to-face mockery and remain as unshakable as a mountain. Not even Lin Qianyan.

The ever-arrogant Shang Miaoyan watched the Divine Bell descend upon her. Even knowing its terrifying power, she had no intention of retreating. Instead, she gritted her teeth, preparing to meet it head-on.

At the same time, her red lips were far from idle, continuing to launch verbal and psychological attacks at Lin Qianyan—attacks even more vicious than her Red Lotus Karma Fire.

"So what if you're mad, Lin Qianyan?"

"Xiaohan's first was mine. You can never change that! You can only have my leftovers!

It took me just one month to make the defiant Xiaohan yield to me, even when he would have rather died. In one month, I shattered his pure, devoted love for you. It seems you don't mean that much to him after all, Lin Qianyan. Hahaha~

His body is covered in my marks. His skills, his very soul—I've twisted them all to my liking! You can't change that!"

Shang Miaoyan laughed and jeered, but Lin Qianyan remained silent, merely pouring her Magical Power into the Divine Bell with the force of a tsunami.

In an instant, the Jade Terrace Divine Bell swelled to the size of a great mountain, threatening to suppress and incinerate not only Shang Miaoyan but the very landscape beneath her.

Seeing how ruthless Lin Qianyan was being, Shang Miaoyan immediately played her trump card.

The lotus-shaped tear mole at the corner of her eye flashed with a scarlet light. A bewitching red lotus emerged, its petals unfurling to release an ancient and boundless aura.

The red lotus expanded relentlessly, attempting to completely envelop the world-suppressing Divine Bell and melt it into slag.

When Lin Qianyan saw that the strange red lotus was actually beginning to melt the surface of her Jade Terrace Divine Bell, she descended from the sky and slammed her palm onto the massive bell.

DONG—DONG—!!

The immense toll of the Divine Bell reverberated.

Golden soundwaves forcefully scattered more than half of the burgeoning Red Lotus Fire.

Beneath the Divine Bell, Shang Miaoyan grunted, blood streaming from her ears, which had been blasted by the soundwaves. Her face turned pale.

She swallowed a Divine Pill, and her aura immediately surged back to its peak.

With a muffled roar, Shang Miaoyan braced her slender arms against the bottom of the Divine Bell. Her Red Lotus Karma Fire erupted as she attempted to flip the massive object clean over.

"Lin Qianyan! You won't kill me today! The moment you leave Pei Yuhang's side, I will take him for myself and bed him day and night!"

"A rare treasure like Xiaohan can only be enjoyed by me, and me alone!"

Atop the Divine Bell, Lin Qianyan's brow furrowed. She finally uttered two words,

"How noisy."

DONG DONG DONG—

The Divine Bell rang again and again, its golden chimes shaking heaven and earth.

Mountains and rivers cracked, and the sea of clouds churned.

Though the Red Lotus Karma Fire was seemingly endless, it could not withstand the relentless assault of the Divine Bell's chimes.

Blood streamed from all seven of Shang Miaoyan's orifices. The slender, pale arms she used to desperately hold back the Divine Bell finally lost their strength. As her arms went limp, the Jade Terrace Divine Bell began its inexorable descent.

"Holy Daughter!!"

Countless Red Lotus Guards focused all their Spiritual Qi, forming a hundred-zhang-long scarlet blade that they slammed against the Divine Bell.

DONG—

A single reverberation from the Divine Bell shattered the giant scarlet blade.

The Red Lotus Guards themselves all spat up blood, sent flying backward in every direction like scattered petals.

Though they hadn't stalled it for even a second, it was enough time for a tall figure in black to dart in like a breeze and rescue the exhausted Shang Miaoyan from mid-air.

"Your guards are certainly loyal."

Lin Qianyan said faintly, then with a gentle wave of her hand, she froze the breeze in mid-air, trapping the rescuer and Shang Miaoyan along with it.

Jiu's figure was revealed. She watched Lin Qianyan walk toward her, step by step, with the massive Divine Bell looming behind her like an impending apocalypse.

Her lips trembled with anger and fear, wanting to scream a certain someone's name.

'Pei Yuhang—you faithless bastard! You promised this was just a spar! Are you really going to let Lin Qianyan kill the Holy Daughter and start a second great war in the Cultivation Realm?!'

'You betrayed my trust! If I'd known this would happen, I never would have told you the time and place of the Holy Daughter's breakthrough!'

"The victor has been decided."

Suddenly, Lin Qianyan stopped five paces from Jiu and Shang Miaoyan and spoke coolly.

The vast illusion of the Divine Bell gradually faded. The oppressive Spiritual Qi Suppression dissipated, allowing the air to flow once more. Sunlight pierced through the tattered clouds, and only the ravaged earth below spoke to the cruelty of the battle that had just occurred.

With a flick of her finger, Lin Qianyan sent Jiu flying away, leaving only Shang Miaoyan before her.

"Cough, cough—"

Shang Miaoyan covered her lips with her slender fingers and let out a weak cough. She took out a crimson Elixir, her fingertips hesitating for a moment at her pale lips before she slowly brought it to her mouth.

After swallowing the Elixir, a morbid flush finally returned to her paper-white cheeks.

She looked up at Lin Qianyan, who was gazing down at her, and a mocking curve formed on her thin lips.

"Saintess Lin, you still don't have the guts to kill me. How laughable. And I thought you were so determined."

"Don't forget what I said. If you don't kill me, I will make Xiaohan completely and utterly mine.

Forever and ever. I'll never give you a second chance to find him."

"When that time comes... cough, cough... you can just watch the Memory Stones I send you while you cry all alone in your cold, lonely little room, trying to stave off the solitude..."

WHOOSH—

A figure in white descended from the sky, landing beside Lin Qianyan.

Shang Miaoyan sensed Pei Yuhang's gaze and her brow furrowed sharply. She subconsciously turned her face away, her fingertips tightening and wrinkling her blood-stained cuffs.

She had always been proud, but at this moment, she was a wretched sight. Her hair was a mess, and an unwiped trace of blood still stained the corner of her lips.

She didn't want him to see her like this. In her heart, she wanted to forever be the strong one in Pei Yuhang's eyes.

In truth, however, Shang Miaoyan was overthinking things.

Pei Yuhang merely gave her an expressionless glance, his face betraying no thoughts whatsoever. He then turned to Lin Qianyan, took her hand, and infused her with life-giving Pure Yang True Qi.

"Qianqian, you've worked hard."

Feeling the warmth of Pei Yuhang's large hand in hers, Lin Qianyan's lips curved into a smile. "Shang Miaoyan," she said softly, "you overestimate yourself."

"You're so proud of being Brother Pei's first woman, but in my eyes... you possessed his body for thirty years and still couldn't win his heart.

That just makes you a failure."

"Since you're so easily broken, what do I have to fear from you, even if you stay by Brother Pei's side?"

Shang Miaoyan's pupils shrank. She snapped her head up like a cat arching its back in anger, but the movement pulled at her wounds, forcing her to curl up in pain.

"You self-righteous, pitiful creature."

Lin Qianyan shot one last look at the helpless Shang Miaoyan, then turned away. As she faced Pei Yuhang, a radiant smile bloomed on her face once more.

"Let's go, Brother Pei... We're going home."