Chapter 163.1: New Game Icon, Meeting The High Priestess

A bizarre look flickered across Venerable Mohui’s gaze.

"What an interesting cretin. This is the first time I've ever seen one," he said coldly. "What makes you so cocky?"

As his voice fell, the aura of a Yin Spirit spread out in all directions. The greatest difference between a Yin Spirit and a Violet Palace cultivator lay in divine spiritual energy

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A Yin Spirit had transformed their spiritual energy into something far more advanced than Origin Divine Technique: divine spiritual energy. Even when wielded casually, a single strand of it could create a forbidden land.

Not far away, the envoy found himself unable to move.

Qi Yuan took that chance to scream toward the heavens, "Ning Tao, save me!"

Indeed! He used the Grand Summoning Art! Living off someone else's strength was his choice. Summoning his core projection was beyond him, but Ning Tao’s projection was not.

Qi Yuan was full of anticipation because it was his first time living off support.

A cheerful suona melody rang out, light and lively. The sun seemed to flash. Space seemed to freeze, and time stood still.

Under everyone's gaze, a woman in a black dress appeared out of thin air. She was a bewitching beauty, capable of beguiling all beings. Her skin was snow-white, almost unnaturally so, as if it were the most exquisite porcelain in the world.

Long hair, cascading like a night waterfall, framed her petite, delicate figure. Her left eye was pure and gentle like fine rain, embodiment of spring. Her right eye was haunting and alluring, like a dark, obsessive ruler of the night. A vast, powerful, true-deity-like aura radiated from her.

Jiang Ya understood instantly.

So this is the Blood-Clothed Sword God's trump card?

He was undoubtedly close with this Yin Spirit woman. Perhaps, he was even her most cherished descendant, or something far more intimate.

Venerable Mohui's pupils shrank as he sensed an overwhelming threat. "Step Two!”

He had only opened three divine apertures, making him Step One. Her strength was at least ten times his own!

Low-ranking cultivators could still defeat those at a realm above them. However, no such concept applied to the Yin Spirit. Being one divine aperture short sounded trivial, yet it was nearly impossible to compensate. A whole minor realm stood between them, impossible to bridge.

Even youthful Venerables had no record of fighting above their realm at this level. Venerable Mohui wanted to flee.

Qi Yuan shouted again, "Ning Tao, hurry and kill him!"

"Please wait a moment, Husband," Ning Tao said softly, lifting her pale hand.

𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Venerable Mohui, who had just attempted to escape, was instantly frozen in midair.

Jiang Ya was completely stunned.

What did this divine woman call the Blood-Clothed Sword God?!

Husband??? Isn't she supposed to be his ancestor or something? How did she suddenly become his Dao companion? A mere Violet Palace cultivator had actually taken a Step Two Yin Spirit as his wife? This is simply too...

Her thoughts were in chaos as she stared at the battlefield.

"No!" Venerable Mohui roared.

As he struggled to break free, divine power surged violently from his three divine apertures.

However, compared to Ning Tao's projection, his divine power was laughably weak. The gap was more than tenfold. The difference between them was even greater than that between a late-stage Core Formation and an early-stage Nascent Soul. A full major realm.

To Ning Tao, his divine power was as feeble as a mountain spring. With just one finger, she locked him in place.

Seeing that escape was impossible, Venerable Mohui quickly regained his composure. "You can't kill me! My elder brother is also at Step Two!”

Ning Tao did not answer. She turned to Qi Yuan instead, leaning gently into his arms, reminiscent of a small bird seeking shelter. "Husband, how should we deal with him?"

Not far away, Jiang Ya stared at the scene in disbelief.

A lofty Yin Spirit, acting like a maiden in love...

Qi Yuan brushed Ning Tao's hair, appearing helpless.

Last time, when no one was around, she called him Blood Drop. This time, with so many people present, she called him husband. He truly didn't understand a girl's thoughts.

Gazing at her breathtakingly beautiful, snow-white face, he muttered, "So this is what it feels like to leech off someone else. It really is amazing..."

Then, he turned toward Venerable Mohui, lifting his chin haughtily. "Who cares if your big brother is a Yin Spirit. My wife is also a Yin Spirit!"

It was the first time he had ever called Ning Tao his wife, albeit out of competitiveness more than anything.

Ning Tao's left eye overflowed with tender affection and shy sweetness. Her right eye glimmered with seductive charm as a blush spread across her face.

Venerable Mohui was completely dumbfounded by Qi Yuan's words. "Our Moluo Clan has five Yin Spirits participating this time—"

"My wife is a Yin Spirit!"

"Two of them are Step Two, three are—"

Qi Yuan declared proudly, "My wife is a Yin Spirit!"

No matter what Venerable Mohui said, Qi Yuan shot it all down with that single sentence, smug beyond measure.

Still, Venerable Mohui persisted. "Esteemed sir, you are not even from the Moonwatch Continent. Why start a war with my clan over it? The three Venerables from your world have already reached an agreement with us. We will divide Moonwatch Continent equally. If you spare me, we will cede one-third of Moonwatch Continent to you!"

Qi Yuan's expression turned cold. "How ridiculous. Moonwatch Continent is mine to begin with. Since when do you get to give it back to me?"

Seeing that persuasion failed, Venerable Mohui turned toward Ning Tao. "The conflict between the Moluo Clan and Moonwatch Continent involves two Yang Spirits. Senior has cultivated to Step Two with great difficulty. One day, you will surely become a Great Venerable and ascend to an even higher realm. Why offend our clan and backing over such trivial matters?"

This was his final trump card. In truth, the Moluo Clan had little real connection to that Yang Spirit. He was simply using this to intimidate.

Ning Tao didn't even glance at Venerable Mohui. Her eyes never left Qi Yuan. After all, her projection was limited in time and every second was precious.

Qi Yuan scoffed. "Trying to scare me with a Yang Spirit? If he's got the guts, let him descend and chop me himself!"

If he could be frightened by such threats, he wouldn't be Qi Yuan. Besides, Yang Spirits couldn't descend so easily.

"Kill him," Qi Yuan said softly, holding Ning Tao close.

Ning Tao waved her hand. A horrifying transformation occurred in Venerable Mohui's body. His bloated flesh withered, while his bone dried up and shattered. His face aged instantly, turning from youth to decrepit.

Disbelief filled his clouded eyes. "Divine Domain Seed—"

His aura completely vanished. A mighty Yin Spirit, capable of shattering an entire continental nation, fell just like that. Cleanly, decisively, as though what died was not a god, but a mere mortal.

Shock spread across the faces of everyone present. It was their first time witnessing a battle between Yin Spirits. They had expected heaven and earth to darken, mountains to crumble, instead it ended far too abruptly.

The envoy stood there, eyes wide. Everything that happened today was far beyond his expectations.

Just then, Ning Tao's figure grew increasingly translucent. Her eyes were filled with longing. "Husband, call me next time you face a powerful enemy."

With those words, she dissipated completely, returning to the Star Golden Core. She came like a storm and left like drifting dust. Qi Yuan felt a faint emptiness in his heart.

Silence reigned all around. Even the suona had stopped playing. Everyone was still shaken by the battle.

After some time had passed, Lord Great Wisdom finally said, "Senior truly possesses unparalleled talent to have a Yin Spirit as a wife."

If his own Dao companion had not passed away long ago, he would have asked Qi Yuan how to find a divine wife himself.

Jiang Ya remained silent for a moment, then said worriedly, "Senior must still be careful. The Moluo Clan has more than one Yin Spirit. Moreover, two of them are also Step Two."

Her concern was well-founded. The Blood-Clothed Sword God's companion was only a Yin Spirit. Two fists could not fend off four hands. One Yin Spirit had fallen, but the Moluo Clan still had four left.

"I have a plan to resolve Senior's predicament," Lord Great Wisdom suggested seriously. "Senior need only find a few more godly Dao companions. When enemies appear, call them all over. What is the Moluo Clan, then?"

Qi Yuan felt it made perfect sense. "Don't worry."

Soon enough, he would be the true ruler of Moonwatch Continent.

Qi Yuan glanced at Venerable Mohui's corpse, then at the five Violet Palace cultivators already shattered by the shockwaves.

"Let's rest for half an hour. Then we will continue slaughtering the Moluo Clan!” he declared.

A strange glint flickered in his eyes. Just moments earlier, when Ning Tao killed Venerable Mohui, he sensed a subtle change in his gaming jade.

While others cleaned the battlefield, Qi Yuan slipped away to a secluded spot. His consciousness sank into the gaming jade.