Translator: Cinder Translations
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In an instant, a woman in tight armor arrived on a sword.
She emitted waves of thunderous energy, indicating that she had just been in close contact with lightning—or more specifically, that she had been struck by one of Xing Chang's lightning spears.
However, she had blocked the attack and was not hard.
When Xing Chang saw her face clearly, the arrogance on his face vanished imdiately.
"Xing Xinxin, what are you doing here?"
There was a clear trace of fear in Xing Chang's voice.
The woman was indeed Xing Xinxin, the legitimate daughter of the Xing family.
"Xing Chang, so it's you."
Xing Xinxin's face was filled with anger.
Her fury wasn't because of the lowly rogue cultivators, but rather because, as a corpse cultivator, she had been unexpectedly attacked by lightning magic, causing her to feel extrely uncomfortable. It was as if her carefully concealed identity as a corpse cultivator had been exposed and targeted.
"Xing Chang, prepare to fight!"
With an angry roar, Xing Xinxin transford into a blur and charged toward Xing Chang.
Though she ca at him fiercely, she controlled her strength, not using her magical weapons. She simply slapped toward him.
"Xing Xinxin, what are you doing?" Xing Chang cried out in shock.
He quickly used his sword to retreat, trying to escape into the city.
However, Xing Chang's speed couldn't compare to that of Xing Xinxin, and he was soon caught.
Xing Xinxin's palm ca down.
The air was instantly torn apart, emitting a sharp, high-pitched hum as the palm wind passed.
In response to this, a shield of lightning suddenly appeared in front of Xing Chang.
Subconsciously, he activated his Thunder Shield technique.
But the shield was easily shattered, and the palm continued its descent, slamming heavily into Xing Chang's face.
Xing Chang felt his vision blur, as if a beast had collided with him. He was sent tumbling through the air and fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
Xing Chang crashed into a dilapidated building, causing it to collapse.
Under Xing Xinxin's controlled strike, he was not seriously injured, though he appeared extrely disheveled.
His face was red and swollen, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his hair a ss, and his clothes torn and ragged.
"Xing Xinxin, you crazy woman, one day I will make you regret this!" Xing Chang gritted his teeth and cursed, rising from the rubble.
He thought that, like before, Xing Xinxin would just beat him up and leave.
However, when he lifted his head, he saw her standing before him, staring at him coldly with sharp, angry eyes.
"How dare you call a crazy woman!" she yelled.
Xing Xinxin lifted her leg and suddenly kicked toward Xing Chang.
"Xing Xinxin, do you think I'm made of clay?" Xing Chang shouted angrily.
In front of so many people, he still had his pride.
He ford two lightning spears in his hands and hurled them at her.
Xing Xinxin's kick landed squarely in Xing Chang's chest.
He was sent flying back, crashing through several buildings.
Unexpectedly, Xing Xinxin had the audacity to counterattack. In her mont of carelessness, she was struck by one of the lightning spears.
But she was no ordinary person—at the critical mont, she quickly summoned a protective energy shield, which blocked most of the spear's power.
Only a small portion of the lightning entered her body.
Though Xing Xinxin had obtained the complete "Corpse King Blood Refinent Art," her transformation into a full corpse had not been fully resolved yet.
The mont the lightning entered her body, it caused an indescribable pain, and the corpse-qi in her body began to stir violently, showing signs of going out of control.
"Roar!"
Xing Xinxin suddenly let out a low, guttural growl.
Her face imdiately turned dark, becoming a sickly shade of black, looking incredibly ferocious.
Her mouth twitched as her teeth bared, and it seed like she would soon grow sharp fangs.
"Xing Chang, you deserve to die!"
A killing intent gradually rose from Xing Xinxin's body.
Her fingers curled into claws, and in a flash, she rushed toward Xing Chang with deadly speed.
Xing Chang, who had just gotten up from the rubble, felt a cold wind rush at him. In the next mont, Xing Xinxin's fierce attack was right before him.
"Xing Xinxin, what do you want? Do you really want to kill ?" he shouted, sensing the life-threatening danger. Without hesitation, he summoned a flying sword and slashed at her.
The battle grew fiercer as both of them unleashed their full power.
Xing Chang was mostly on the defensive, being pressured by Xing Xinxin. However, she was also careful not to kill him, nor did she sever his limbs.
But the nearby buildings and rogue cultivators were not so lucky.
The residual force from their battle was like a destructive storm.
The dilapidated buildings crumbled under the impact, as fragile as paper, collapsing in large chunks.
Debris flew everywhere, dust rising into the air.
The rogue cultivators inside the buildings barely had ti to escape before the aftermath swept them away rcilessly.
One after another, they fell, their bodies torn apart and broken.
Screams and cries for help echoed throughout the area.
In just a few breaths, over a hundred buildings had collapsed, and hundreds of rogue cultivators had died.
Neither Xing Chang nor Xing Xinxin paid any attention to them, as they saw the lives of the weak as insignificant.
"Weaklings should be crushed when they appear."
"Enough!"
Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed like a thunderclap, shaking the air.
A young man appeared in midair.
It was Xing Xinxin's older brother, Xing Li Ren, the eldest son of the Xing family.
"You two, stop imdiately!" Xing Li Ren's face was filled with fury, and his eyes burned with intense anger.
The grand ceremony for the Spellcraft Gathering was soon to be held, and many disciples from different sects and powerful rogue cultivators had already arrived in Fang City.
Xing Xinxin and Xing Chang's battle had caused many low-level rogue cultivators to die in vain, which was undoubtedly tarnishing the reputation of the Xing family.
Xing Li Ren's roar made Xing Xinxin tremble, and she reluctantly stopped.
She glanced at him, her eyes filled with defiance.
It seed she was displeased that her own brother had not joined her in beating up Xing Chang, but instead was stopping her.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Xing Xinxin stepped on her flying sword and took off into the air.
Xing Chang, as if granted a pardon, was badly wounded, his body covered in blood and looking a ss.
He looked at Xing Li Ren, his voice trembling with a hint of a sob.
"Big Brother, Xing Xinxin..."
Before he could finish, Xing Li Ren cut him off.
"Enough! Go back imdiately, and don't embarrass yourself here!"
Faced with Xing Li Ren, a Golden Core cultivator, Xing Chang dared not defy him. He dragged his injured body away toward the northern city, thoroughly humiliated.
Xing Li Ren then disappeared without a trace.
All that remained was a sea of rubble and the bodies of the fallen.
When Xing Xinxin arrived, Song Wen had already distanced himself.
He witnessed the entire battle between Xing Xinxin and Xing Chang.
At first, due to the treasure on Xing Xinxin that concealed her aura, Song Wen didn't imdiately recognize her.
It was only when he saw signs of her corpse transformation that he realized she was the sa woman who had exchanged the "Corpse King Blood Refinent Technique" with him.
Watching her retreat, a smile gradually crept across Song Wen's face.
He urged his flying sword to follow her.
Xing Xinxin didn't return to the northern city but instead wandered through the south city's market.
When she arrived at a relatively secluded area, a strange insect caught her attention.
"That's that person's bug!"
A thought flashed through Xing Xinxin's mind.
She was about to capture the insect when she saw it burrow into the crack of a stone wall by the street, disappearing from view.
Next to the stone crack, there was a jade slip.
(End of the Chapter)
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