Cohabitation with Sword Spirit

Chapter 375 - 112: New Love and Old Flame

March 8, 2018

When Li Wanqing finally discovered the truth about the Yuqing Taoist Armor, which seemed as transparent as glass, the battle had already entered a phase of one-sided suppression.

"...Wang Jiu, you weren’t doing this on purpose, right?"

Though many virtuous women might have felt mortified by such a fact, Li Wanqing only found her heart slightly out of control and her face blushing uncontrollably, but rather than feeling humiliated, she found it amusing and didn’t feel the urge to die from shame.

Previously, when she went to the beach with Sister Yuqing to ride the waves, she personally selected matching swimsuits for the two of them that were far more seductive than this set of traditionally styled mature underwear. Moreover, the blockhead on the other side never made her feel like she was facing a human, so she didn’t feel humiliated at all.

It was just amazing how this Celestial Divine Sword was so adept at creating surprises. Even after knowing him for half a year, she still couldn’t anticipate any of his actions or their potential consequences. She wouldn’t even be surprised if Wang Jiu suddenly turned into a beautiful girl one day — she might even look forward to it somewhat.

To be honest, she didn’t dislike this constantly unpredictable life. Life should be immersed in endless freshness. For instance, while she had tasted the beauties of QingCyan Cloud yun City, arriving in Shen City made her realize the local women had a unique charm she hadn’t experienced before.

If Shen Qingming encountered this situation, she might have torn into Wang Jiu immediately. However, Li Wanqing just gently reminded Wang Jiu without getting angry.

Predictably, Wang Jiu responded with a light "Oh?"

"You could see that? Indeed, my use of the Yuqing Taoist Armor has flaws. It’s quite embarrassing; although I’m a Divine Sword Spirit, after sleeping for millennia, my mentality is no longer as clear and thorough as it was at my peak, so the Yuqing Taoist Armor’s effect isn’t at its utmost. However, if you think it needs to be enhanced further for safety reasons..."

Li Wanqing quickly interjected, "No, no, as it is now, it’s already robust enough."

Joking aside, if the effect were to be enhanced any further, she’d be truly exposed! This thin layer of underwear couldn’t withstand the slightest transparency of the Moral Armor. Although she didn’t consider the blockhead a person, she equally wasn’t accustomed to running naked on a deserted mountain.

Conversely, she wasn’t wrong; with the current defensive power of the Yuqing Taoist Armor, it was more than enough to defeat a completely off-guard Zhao Jincheng.

In fact, the moment Wang Jiu and Li Wanqing signed the Master-Servant Contract, the battle had already completely reversed.

Facing an opponent daring to switch to swimwear amid a life-and-death battlefield, Zhao Jincheng was already somewhat mentally defeated, unable to utilize seventy to eighty percent of his full capabilities. Not to mention, behind Li Wanqing’s unique demeanor lay a defense far beyond reason. Even if he could utilize his full capabilities, it might not be enough.

After the Moon Wheel shattered, Zhao Jincheng’s True Essence was in disarray like the chaos at the end of a dynasty with beacon fires everywhere. To avoid the worst-case scenario, he couldn’t employ those secret arts the City Lord personally taught him anymore, having to rely solely on his Divine Armor and his plentiful talismans to suppress his opponent.

The power of equipment goes without saying; Zhao Jincheng, muttering a few simple incantations, unleashed a storm in an instant.

Scorching lava, a network of lightning chains, howling wind blades, and invisible curses covered the battlefield in no time.

Unable to precisely control his power, after this violent spell bombardment, the mountaintop of the barren mountain was shaved off a few feet, and within hundreds of feet, there was nothing but firelight and the intermingling chaos of Cold Frost and other elements.

Yet amidst this storm, a hint of rose-red stood like a reef beneath the waves, unyielding. Flames, lightning... all kinds of magic were completely neutralized by the invisible armor before reaching that patch of snow-white skin, and some power was even extracted to a pure True Essence, strengthening the opposition.

No time to be astonished by the opponent’s defensive capability, Zhao Jincheng merely felt his vision blur and alarms ring in his head. The next moment, a tidal wave of force crashed toward him, sending him flying backwards involuntarily. By the time he stabilized himself, he was several hundred feet from his original position, and his mouth was filled with a bloody taste.

The Heart-Protecting Mirror on his chest, worth thousands of Spirit Stones, was shattered to pieces, and the Celestial Silkworm Silk Clothing behind it bore a deep fist imprint, with cracks faintly spreading from its edges.

To think bare fists could break a magical treasure like the Heart-Protecting Mirror?!

Zhao Jincheng felt like all those Immortal Cultivation classes he took back in the day were utterly wasted — which teacher ever taught about such ridiculous happenings?!

With such domineering offense and defense attributes, coupled with his less than optimal condition currently, perhaps...

——

Meanwhile, Li Wanqing sighed knowingly, feeling the acute pain from her wrist, and truly empathized with the plight of rider number one.

"Wang Jiu, if I may ask, you do realize that with that punch just now... my hand bone was thoroughly shattered, right?"

Wang Jiu replied, "Of course, the control of the Master-Servant Contract is absolute. Whether it’s the shattering of hand bones or changes in ovulation periods, everything is under control."

At that moment, Li Wanqing felt a choking impulse — though, under control, even her breathing was subjected to Wang Jiu — she completely forgot the initial question she wanted to ask.

"...I have no more questions, please proceed."

"Certainly."

Without hesitation, Wang Jiu drove Li Wanqing to charge again with a heavy punch.

In his perspective, this was practically the optimal driving scheme for rider number two at this stage. Utilizing the Yuqing Taoist Armor’s superb defense matched with Li Wanqing’s naturally gifted physique, she could be forged into an unstoppable rose battle vehicle crashing through anything!

The opponent was just a single person; employing wide-range destructive spells was purely a waste of True Essence. As long as a critical breakthrough was achieved at a key point, victory could be secured, so the plain and unadorned moves were rather the most effective.

Boom!

The next moment, Wang Jiu launched the rider once more, tearing through the Thirteen Weakening Array hastily set up by Zhao Jincheng to counter acceleration Immortal techniques at the cost of leg muscle tears, closing the distance, and landing a heavy punch on his face.

In an instant, the sound of dozens of invisible barriers shattering rang out continuously, and then the square, brick-like face caved inward, the features twisted and squeezed into a mass...

Bang! The muffled sound finally spread a second later, and with it spread a sky full of nosebleed.

Hundreds of feet away, Zhao Jincheng, whose entire body was embedded in the mountain rock, incredulously held his nose.

A dignified expert of the Rain Cover Realm, being toyed with like a sandbag by a girl several years younger than himself, who was only at the Half-Step Cloud Flipping Realm?!

And Li Wanqing hadn’t even used that White Sword!

The situation had reached such a point that it was no longer a matter of personal honor and shame, but rather that the development of events had completely exceeded his understanding and entered an unknown territory.

For the unknown, one must always exercise the utmost caution.

At this moment, Zhao Jincheng finally began to harbor thoughts of retreat.

However, as soon as the thought arose, Zhao Jincheng once again felt his vision blur, as the rose-colored lightning rushed in front of him again.

This time it was with a leg.

The rounded, slender, beautiful leg was like the whip in his sister’s hand when Zhao Jincheng was young, capable of bringing endless pain with just a simple move.

Li Wanqing delivered a heavy kick that completely embedded Zhao Jincheng into the mountain rock, the surrounding rocks twisted and shattered like tofu under the immense force. When he came to his senses, Zhao Jincheng found his field of vision was like that of a frog in the bottom of a well. Outside the cave, Li Wanqing stood alone on one leg, a White Sword suspended in front of her, the tip pointing directly at his heart.

Was she finally about to deliver the killing blow?

Zhao Jincheng instinctively wanted to escape, and although he was surrounded by mountain rock, it couldn’t limit a cultivator of the Rain Cover Realm, with just a simple Earth Technique...

But when Zhao Jincheng tried to summon True Essence to activate magic, he suddenly discovered that Li Wanqing’s kick had penetrated deep into his internal organs, dispersing his True Essence! For a moment, he felt hollow and powerless, unable to use any magic, and could only watch helplessly as his death approached.

Of course, he knew he wouldn’t really die, with that last line of defense on his chest, even if heaven and earth fell apart, he could still return to Golden Jade City unharmed. But at that point, it was no different from having died.

Yet he had no way out, as his opponent’s strength had already defied imagination... Though on paper he still held an absolute advantage in power, seeing that White Sword, he couldn’t muster any intention to win.

Perhaps, returning home in such a sorry state was his fate on this trip?

Just when Zhao Jincheng was feeling somewhat disheartened, suddenly, a cold snort reached his ears.

"Ridiculous, is this the only ambition of someone Shen Ruoshi values?"

In an instant, Zhao Jincheng felt all the hair on his body stand on end.

This voice...he couldn’t be more familiar with it, after all, he had listened to him tell stories for two whole days before.

The City Lord of Shen City, one of the distinguished Sea Overturning Realm masters in the world, Shen Ruoshi!

And just as the voice sounded, Zhao Jincheng felt as if time around him had frozen.

"If you want to give up, then get lost quickly, just in time to save me the trouble of finding another husband for Qingming..."

"Absolutely not!" Zhao Jincheng instinctively uttered a voice of the strongest refusal.

"Then use your skills to fight for it. A woman of the Shen Family is won back through ability, not begged or invited back."

After speaking, Shen Ruoshi’s voice disappeared, replaced by an image suddenly appearing in Zhao Jincheng’s mind.

It was Shen Qingming.

The girl still sat in the room where she was confined, her tender face showing a trace of nervousness, still looking as breathtaking as ever.

Seeing this face, Zhao Jincheng felt all his previous timidity vanish.

Yes, for such a woman, how could he possibly give up?

No matter how great the risk, no matter how high the price, it was all worth it!

Of course, determination was determination and reality was reality. Faced with that pure white long sword, Zhao Jincheng knew he currently had no means to contend with it.

So, although somewhat reluctantly, at this moment, for true love, he could throw away all those vanity.

Zhao Jincheng reached out to grip the Protective Talisman on his chest.

Sister, help me.