Chapter 492: Bold Miaomiao (Part 2)
The flying sword was violently flicked away.
A dashing young man, dressed in a moon-white robe and holding a paper fan, appeared beside the woman, looking every bit the elegant gentleman.
It turned out to be that pretty boy, Liu Xunhua.
Liu Xunhua gracefully folded his paper fan, brushed his robe, and said with a light laugh, "I've long heard that Jiang Shouzhong always cares for beauties. How could he bear to be so cruel to such a stunning lady?"
"Ha, Immortal, finally willing to show yourself?"
Jiang Shouzhong slightly narrowed his eyes, with a cold gleam faintly flashing within his pupils.
Liu Xunhua shook his head with a smile, speaking in a relaxed tone:
"How could I dare to be called Immortal? I'm just a little minion summoned by the Immortal to convey a message for him. My visit might be presumptuous, but I have something to discuss with Brother Jiang."
Liu Xunhua paused, his slender peach blossom eyes scrutinizing Jiang Shouzhong's expression, then continued slowly:
"We will help Brother Jiang ascend to the throne of Emperor, bestowing upon you the fortune of a thousand autumns. Not only that, but we will also grant you a lifespan of five hundred years, allowing you to live as long as the heavens.
We will also protect your descendants, endowing them with unrivaled fortune, making them the chosen ones.
And all you need to do is lend us the Heavenly Divine Fortune once. After using it, we promise to return it without any loss. What do you say, Brother Jiang? Oh, by the way..."
At this point, Liu Xunhua looked down at Qiu Zixin, whose face was deathly pale and filled with helplessness, and continued with a light smile:
"This girl possesses the Linglong Immortal Fortune, second only to Li Guanshi's Luoshen Qi Fortune and Ye Zhuchan's Divine Phoenix Qi Fortune. If her heavenly fortune trajectory continues as it is now, she will certainly ascend to immortality in due time.
If Brother Jiang dual cultivates with her, you can also receive the Immortal aura and catch some of her fortune.
When you grow weary of the mortal world and wish to become immortal, you can ascend without opening the Sky Gate, and your descendants will also have the opportunity to ascend.
The world is vast, and such opportunities are rare. I hope Brother Jiang won't miss out."
Liu Xunhua bowed.
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly understood: "No wonder you all value her so much. These conditions do sound very tempting."
Liu Xunhua's lips curled up slightly: "So, Brother Jiang, do you agree?"
Jiang Shouzhong revealed a hint of derision: "You're right, I certainly do care for beauties, but unfortunately, I have no interest in tramps."
Just as the words fell, a gigantic flaming fist suddenly appeared in the sky.
The crimson fist, blazing with fierce flames, crashed down aggressively.
"Sky Burning Fist!"
Without a word, Jiang Shouzhong threw a punch directly at Liu Xunhua.
Liu Xunhua's face changed drastically, hurriedly waving his folding fan while chanting incantations.
In the void, irregular fan-shaped air currents spread outwards, condensing into a fan-shaped light shield that protected both him and Qiu Zixin within.
However, with the power of the Dragon Soul, Jiang Shouzhong's "Sky Burning Fist" increased in might by several levels.
Boom—
The fan-shaped light shield began to crack like thin paper under the impact of the flaming fist.
With a "bang," it shattered completely.
Liu Xunhua, like a kite with a broken string, described a long arc in the air before crashing heavily onto the distant ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Immortal save me!"
Liu Xunhua screamed in fear.
At this moment, his clothes were tattered, blood poured from the corner of his mouth, a stark contrast to his earlier elegant demeanor.
Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically.
Heavy, leaden clouds gathered swiftly, like a colossal weight, layering upon each other.
Streaks of purple lightning roamed wildly within the clouds, emitting deafening roars.
A suppressive atmosphere spread, as if the Immortal was enraged and ready to unleash heavenly punishment.
Jiang Shouzhong, unfazed, gazed coldly at the sky.
Golden Dragon Souls surged out of him, spiraling around him, roaring to the heavens.
Simultaneously, a golden light radiated, making Jiang Shouzhong appear like a golden figure, shining brightly.
"Dare to come down?"
Releasing the Heavenly Divine Fortune with disdain, Jiang Shouzhong taunted.
For a moment, an eerie silence enveloped the world.
Both sides seemed to secretly vie for dominance, creating a tense standoff.
After a short stalemate, the lightning that had been raging wildly began to fade away.
The fierce wind ceased, and the clouds gradually thinned.
Sunlight struggled through, casting mottled shadows through the gaps.
It was as if nothing had happened.
"This... this..."
Liu Xunhua's eyes widened in astonishment.
The Immortal ran away?
Qiu Zixin was on the verge of emotional collapse, her heart filled with fear.
"Immortal... is that all?"
Jiang Shouzhong blinked to Liu Xunhua's side, a mocking smile playing on his lips, "Not working out, young man. Next life, choose your masters more wisely."
So saying, he raised his foot.
With a dull thud, Liu Xunhua's head was crushed like a watermelon, scattering red and white everywhere.
Having dealt with Liu Xunhua, Jiang Shouzhong turned to face Qiu Zixin.
He looked at this woman, whose ethereal beauty was undisputed, and shook his head with a hint of regret: "What a pity, such a fine visage, and yet, ultimately, a tramp."
"Spare—"
Filled with terror, Qiu Zixin's instinct for survival forced her to plead for mercy.
However, before she could finish, a flying sword pierced through her throat.
Blood gushed from her throat like a fountain.
Her eyes bulged wide, and she fell softly to the ground, closing her eyes in unwillingness.
Yelü Miaomiao approached the man with a peculiar expression, with a hint of jealousy and teasing in her tone: "Such beauty, yet you still could be so ruthless. If I weren't here, would you have shown mercy to beauties?"