novelraw Chapter 74 : If You Insist on Teaching Me, Then I Can’t Really Refuse
Chapter 74 : If You Insist on Teaching Me, Then I Can’t Really Refuse
Chapter 74: If You Insist on Teaching Me, Then I Can’t Really Refuse
Perfected Yue Su raged like a vicious ghost, her face twisted savagely as flames surged around her body and shot into the heavens, staining the night sky crimson.
Yet Cui Wenxi showed not the slightest fear.
Her figure stood straight as a sword as she stepped forward, firmly shielding Fang Chang behind her while her robes fluttered violently in the wind.
Two torrents of flame exploded outward and collided head-on.
Scorching heat waves surged wildly as the air itself was torn apart with shrill screeches.
The violent tongues of fire bit, devoured, and shredded one another, while ring after ring of blazing shockwaves spread outward madly, sweeping up flying sand and stones. Even the ground cracked open with deep spiderweb fractures.
The battle between mother and daughter—
had begun.
Fang Chang was not worried about Cui Wenxi’s situation.
Although Perfected Yue Su was a Fifth Realm cultivator, her injuries were simply far too severe.
Even so—
Fang Chang still remained in place and observed for a while.
Only after confirming that Perfected Yue Su truly had become an arrow at the end of its flight did he finally shift his gaze away.
The violent agitation within the crack in the heavens slowly calmed.
The enormous clouds containing constantly collapsing turbulence still churned like raging waves.
Only now, the tribulation qi lightning within them had dwindled to scattered remnants.
At this moment, the logistics disciples of Canglan Mountain finally gained the upper hand in controlling the formation diagram and discovered the alterations Fang Chang had made.
They regained control of the other four treasure seals.
The seals transformed into four streaks of light and shot deep into the Five Elements Dojo within the inverted mountain peak before disappearing completely.
“What a pity…”
Fang Chang revealed a regretful expression.
The Four Element Treasure Seals, the Canglan Mountain formation, and the Five Elements Dojo were too deeply connected.
Even with his understanding of the formation diagram, he could not separate them.
Even if he forcibly obtained the four elemental seals,
they could not be used outside Canglan Mountain.
To him, they were rather useless.
“Though... there is still one fish that slipped through the net... one bird, rather.”
Fang Chang smiled.
He looked at the Vermilion Bird Fire Element Treasure Seal in his hand, wings spread proudly skyward.
Cui Gao of the Five Turbid Path did not possess a grand formation.
Although the seal had been refined by Cui Gao for many years, its true destined partners were still the other Five Elements Treasure Seals. By nature, it yearned for resonance and unity with them.
Poor old Cui Gao was too old and weak, his turbid qi limp and feeble, unable to satisfy the greedy Fire Element Treasure Seal.
The moment the other four elemental seals merely showed off a little, it happily rushed over to merge with them.
It truly was a shameless case of cheating right in front of its husband.
And after the Five Elements Treasure Seals unleashed a furious barrage upon the Heavenly Dao... once everyone had enjoyed themselves enough, they each returned home.
Leaving only the pitiful Fire Element Treasure Seal behind.
At this moment, it trembled and twisted continuously, reminiscing about honest old Cui Gao’s embrace and turbid qi. It wanted to properly apologize to him and promise that it would live honestly from now on.
The way it struggled in Fang Chang’s hand—
it was truly flirtatious.
“You little slut.”
Fang Chang slapped the bottom of the seal once and directly stuffed it into the Black Tortoise Square Cauldron.
He turned his attention once more toward the battle between Zhao Yuntong, Zhang Su, and Zhong Ling.
The gigantic Yin Corpse, over thirty feet tall, had been blasted by heavenly thunder until its flesh was mangled and charred black. Its aura had weakened severely.
However, Zhang Su herself was ultimately still a Yin Corpse. She could only barely activate the talisman treasure and could not sustain much more.
Truth be told—
having just advanced in cultivation,
his hands were itching for a fight.
Violent shockwaves rampaged wildly across the spacious Listening Wind Grounds.
Zhao Yuntong’s red robes fluttered like a phantom, trailing long crimson afterimages.
A woman as bright and imposing as her was among the rare few capable of perfectly carrying the domineering combination of scarlet red and brilliant gold.
Her phoenix eyes narrowed.
Then she suddenly turned back.
Seeing Fang Chang slowly walking toward them,
a trace of displeasure and surprise appeared on her incomparably beautiful and sharp-featured face, a faint wrinkle forming at the bridge of her nose.
“Third Realm?”
“I can’t help it. A lazy and useless fellow like me could only raise my realm a little within a few short hours. I didn’t expect the improvement to be so small.”
Fang Chang swayed his head as he spoke.
Zhao Yuntong looked utterly displeased, her expression darkening.
“Get lost.”
“Don’t be so protective of your prey, Tongzi. Let me hit it once. Just once.”
Fang Chang slowly approached while the Blood Golden Core twisted and stretched in sticky strands, swirling within his palm.
“Go manage your Cui Wenxi. Since you handed this over to us, we can handle it ourselves!”
Zhao Yuntong declared arrogantly.
Yet her voice carried a hint of jealous bitterness.
At the side, Zhang Su blocked another strike from the enormous Yin Corpse.
Her Immaculate Glazed Body trembled violently beneath the impact.
The fierce winds pressed her loose monk robes tightly against her body.
The full, rounded curves of her chest were outlined clearly beneath the cloth, soft flesh tugging against the front of her robes as they swayed together with the trembling defensive aura.
Her waist narrowed below, while the curves of her hips flared outward once more in lush fullness, creating breathtaking rises and falls.
At this moment, the fabric clung tightly against her skin.
One could even see the faint bulge of a soft layer of flesh atop her lower abdomen, reminding Fang Chang of the little stomach on the statue of Aphrodite he had seen in his previous life.
Natural.
Plush.
Seductive.
Appetizing.
“Amitabha. Benefactor Zhao’s words are improper. The 《Upāsaka Precepts Sutra》 states: ‘When a lion hunts a rabbit, it still uses its full strength.’ Since Benefactor Fang is willing to help, why bind yourself with obsession?”
“Shut up, lustful nun! Nobody asked for your opinion! Come back and speak after you’ve tied down those few pounds of meat on your chest and stopped them from bouncing everywhere!”
“Uwah...”
Zhang Su shrank her shoulders slightly and began persuading her softly:
“Benefactor Zhao is a woman. Your speech should not be so... crude...”
“I’m crude. So what?”
“This poor nun... this poor nun has nothing to say...”
A crimson shadow swept through the air.
In an instant, Zhao Yuntong landed before Fang Chang.
Her delicate hand pressed against his chest, halting his advance.
The future Holy Maiden Fairy stubbornly turned her face away from him.
Her expression was forceful,
yet she resembled more a little dog afraid of being abandoned.
Zhao Yuntong was afraid.
Afraid that after Fang Chang became stronger, she—the “object”—would no longer be useful.
Fang Chang saw through her immediately.
He grasped Zhao Yuntong’s cool hand, his palm covering the back of hers.
“Then I’ll teach you.”
“No need!”
“Do you think it’s your turn to refuse, Tongzi?”
He sneered mockingly.
“If I teach you, it’s no different from training a little dog to fetch its master’s shoes. What problem is there?”
Zhao Yuntong froze slightly.
The image Fang Chang described surfaced in her mind.
Unexpectedly, her heart felt numb and tingly, and somewhere deep down, she vaguely longed for it.
A blush drifted across her face as a soft hum escaped from her throat.
A feminine fragrance lingered in the air.
Zhao Yuntong turned around and pressed herself into Fang Chang’s embrace while still allowing him to hold her slender hand tightly.
“If you insist on teaching me, then I can’t really refuse. But I definitely won’t submit anyway, so just do as you please.”
The full, rounded flesh of her hips pressed against him through the thin fabric, astonishingly soft yet heavily weighted.
“You’ve learned some bad habits, Tongzi.”
Fang Chang laughed.
His other arm wrapped around her waist. That slender waist was narrower than his palm, slick and soft against him. Her body trembled faintly as she actively leaned closer into his hand.
“BOOM—”
“Bang!”
The heavenly thunder from the talisman treasure shook violently once more.
But mixed within it came an abnormal explosive sound.
“Careful!” Zhang Su cried out in alarm.
Fang Chang and Zhao Yuntong looked over at the same time.
They saw Zhong Ling with a savage expression, fingers forming a hand seal. One arm split away from the gigantic Yin Corpse, forcibly blocking the heavenly thunder midair before detonating violently, blasting through Zhang Su’s defensive line.
“Fang Chang! This kind of Yin Corpse should finally belong to me now, shouldn’t it?!”
Zhong Ling burst into loud laughter.
The Yin Corpse charged forward with explosive momentum like collapsing mountains and splitting earth, accompanied by a putrid foul wind. Its speed erupted to an astonishing level, arriving before Fang Chang in the blink of an eye.
At nearly the exact same moment—
immense threads of Thought-Flame burst forth from the hands the two of them still held together.