Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Yi Chen always judged people by their actions, not their hearts. Although the Yin Spirit Empress was a holy maiden of the demon sect, he had never heard of any misdeeds from her, and since she wasn't a demon or ghostly entity, he naturally wouldn't yell 'kill!' upon seeing her.

It was just about some food, after all.

And she really was good-looking, and his perception of malicious intent didn't detect any significant murderous aura...

After several conversations, he began to regard her more like a spoiled young lady with rather unique principles.

She had the looks and the brains—without any real guile, and he easily coaxed a lot of words out of her.

In the cultivation world, the ancient virtues of fidelity were not in style; men having multiple wives and concubines, or women having several suitors wasn't seen as odd. It didn't come to the point where if someone took a look at another, they either had to marry or one of them must die.

The Yin Spirit Empress, though indignant about this coincidence, faced no great psychological barrier.

As for the earlier misunderstanding, Yi Chen guessed it was because of the ability associated with his Spirit-Breaking Realm called Divine Concealment.

This ability allowed him to conceal his aura, casting his strength into shadows, barely discernible; when not taking action, his presence would blend seamlessly with the surrounding environment, leading to this fateful encounter.

As a result of this incident, Yi Chen also deduced one of the functions of his Divine Concealment ability: his talent for hiding his aura was exceptionally strong, preventing others from noticing him as long as he didn't project his power deliberately, like through his gaze, for instance.

Just as the two were enjoying their conversation, Miao Zi came back.

In that moment, the ghost fish that it had caught with difficulty unconsciously dropped from its mouth onto the ground.

A look of grievance crawled onto Miao Zi's face.

Its father was actually making merry with a woman clad in black silk, and that woman was sitting in its place, even using its bowl.

It felt extremely aggrieved, scraping the ground with its back foot, whimpering.
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Damn it, that woman was even drinking its wine~

"Daoist, is that your spirit beast? It seems to hold considerable hostility toward me." The Yin Spirit Empress picked up a celadon bowl and showed off another bite of food.

Yi Chen: "..." Probably because you're using its bowl~

"And these dishes, why are all of them so delicious? Even the skewers are the same, so why does this little fish fall so short of the standard?"

Yi Chen: "..." Probably because Miao Zi likes this taste?

"However, this Pear Blossom White is not bad, quite to my taste~" The Yin Spirit Empress picked up the green wine jar and took a sip, one bite and one sip of wine, comfortably squinting her eyes. Her expressive and slender willow eyebrows relaxed, unabashedly barefoot, she squatted on the chair and started eating.

Yi Chen: "..." In this respect, you and Miao Zi do see eye to eye.

"Yi Chengzi, say something for goodness' sake, have you left your voice at home~" This phrase was something the Yin Spirit Empress had just learned in her idle chat with Yi Chen, and she now began to apply it dexterously as she picked up a silk handkerchief from the table to wipe her mouth.

Yi Chen: "..." You're also using Miao Zi's silk handkerchief to wipe your mouth.

Yi Chen was all numbed, signaling to Little Miao to calm down when suddenly the Yin Spirit Empress furrowed her eyebrows, sniffed the silk handkerchief again, and her brows deepened even more.

With a hand gesture, the Yin Spirit Empress cast a spell, and a faint light simultaneously illuminated on Miao Zi and the handkerchief.

Her hand trembled involuntarily, as a dreadful thought crossed her mind.

"Daoist, if you did not specifically wait for me here, why did you set out two pairs of bowls and chopsticks? Who were you waiting for?"

Yi Chen: "..." My friend, you have finally noticed the crux of the matter.

"Why does this handkerchief carry the scent of that spirit beast?"

Yi Chen: "..." If Miao Zi used it, would it not have its scent? Or would it rather have mine?

However, Yi Chen dare not utter any of these thoughts.

Tell her it was also a coincidence?

When Coincidence's mother opened the door for him, did Coincidence arrive home?

The Yin Spirit Empress's face began to cloud over with a mix of emotions.

"My friend, let me explain."

"Explain my foot, Yi Chengzi, ah ah ah, I'm so angry! Yin Illusion Heart-Piercing Palm!" The Yin Spirit Empress's face turned as colorful as a chasing light, her aura erupting as she launched an attack suddenly.

She felt a pang in her chest whenever she thought about it~

What kind of karma had she created tonight, to be so unlucky on her first trip down the mountain?

She was naive but not stupid. How could she not figure out the cause and effect?

Heh, fortunately, Yi Chen was well-prepared. Table be damned, he didn't care about the celadon bowl for roasted chicken either. With a golden surge of Inner Qi, he scooped up Little Miao and fled.

"Yi Chengzi, you damn bastard, don't run~ Ah ah ah, I'm going to kill you, Yin Moon Flying Flower Divine Spirit Technique."

With a graceful move of her hand, executing a profound spell, an illusionary glow of petals burst continuously from the Yin Spirit Empress's palm, filled with unstoppable power, and flew towards Yi Chen.

"My friend, it's all a misunderstanding! If you persist in chasing me, I'm going to fight back!" Yi Chen couldn't help but yell back.

The Yin Spirit Empress's cultivation was no joke, her aura was even stronger than that of Zhu Buqun, and her standing as the eighth on the Dragon Tiger List was by no means overestimated.

"You fight back! If you don't fight back, I will make you crap yourself. Or else, take that bowl and eat it once over for me; I brought the bowl here in my storage ring." The Yin Spirit Empress was shaking with rage.

"Damn it, if I have to fight back, then I'll fight back."

"Pure Yang Holy Seal Heavenly Light~"

With a furious shout, a serene heavenly light descended, and a dazzling pillar of light from above coalesced, summoning a six-meter tall Daoist shadow into the world.

The towering Daoist, as if cast from golden bronze, gently pushed out a palm, and a dragon-shaped Sword Qi burst forth from the Daoist's palm heart, shattering the endless stream of petals and, with an ingenious force, pushed the Yin Spirit Empress sideways over a thousand meters away.

"Fellow Daoist, this is all a misunderstanding, farewell!"

Only a voice echoed between heaven and earth, and by the time Yin Lingfei regained her senses, Yi Chen's figure had already vanished from sight.

After all, Yi Chen was at fault first, and Yin Lingfei's mother was also a great elder of the Yin Huan Demon Sect; Yi Chen naturally decided that the best plan was to make a swift escape.

"Hmph, Yi Chengzi, I will remember you," Yin Lingfei landed on the ground, stamped her lotus foot, leaving a deep footprint on the riverbed's rocky surface, and then vanished into the horizon with a flash.

"Damn it, I thought I could use my Pure Yang Holy Seal for the first time to slay some demons and shine a light, but to think it would be used in such a pathetic manner."

Under the cover of night, Yi Chen couldn't help but mutter to himself.

In order to stop Yin Lingfei without injuring her, he had no choice but to reveal the Pure Yang Holy Seal to handle the situation with ease, so Yi Chen reluctantly used the first battle of the Pure Yang Holy Seal here.

Another day passed.

Yi Chen hurried along under the cover of night.

"Another day and I will reach Tianfeng Prefecture, I should continue on my way," Yi Chen raised his head to look at the crescent in the sky, and just as he was about to proceed, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

In the sky ahead, there appeared a gaunt old man in a black robe, holding a flag, with a look of bitterness on his face.

A thick malice spread out from the old man's body.

"Fellow Daoist, who are you? You're the only one here to assassinate me?" Yi Chen frowned and put Miao Zi down on the ground.

"Is it not enough? Yi Chengzi, you willingly serve as a hound for the imperial court, and you deserve death!" The old man's voice sounded like a rusty gear, distressing to the ears, as if demonically enchanting.

He shook the flag, and three large ghostly beings emerged from within it.

The ghosts, along with the old man, took positions on all sides, completely surrounding Yi Chen.

"Ghosts of a Thousand Infants? Such a heaven-defying spell, you've actually cultivated three, you deserve to die!"

Yi Chen couldn't help but change color at the sight.

The three large ghostly beings that emerged from the flag were composed of countless small infant ghosts, forming giant infant ghouls with intertwined and twisted bodies, their faces and tiny arms dense and numerous enough to trigger anyone's fear of clusters.

Each of these ghostly beings had an aura not weaker than Zhu Buqun's, and the old man before him was only a hair's breadth away from the aura of the Sky Evil Ghost King.

Although the aura was fluctuating, he was undoubtedly a newly advanced expert of the seventh layer of the True Person Realm.

Yi Chen couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly as he encountered an assassination before even reaching Tianfeng Prefecture.

He had anticipated the danger of this journey, but he hadn't expected that the person striking from the shadows would be so well-informed and bold.

Luckily, the person behind the attack didn't know that his True Technique had already broken through the eleventh layer. Otherwise, this situation would have really been difficult, and he might have had to resort to using the Soul Ignition Technique to flee.

"Who wants to kill me? Can my fellow Daoist please tell me, so I can die knowing why?" Yi Chen couldn't help but ask, trying to probe for information.

"Kill!"

"Yin Huan Heart-Compelling Palm!"

The person intercepting Yi Chen chose not to respond, instead opting to take immediate action.

A palm technique, similar to Yin Lingfei's but with an entirely different momentum, was launched from the hands of the somber old man.

A massive grey-black palm print grew rapidly with the wind, expanding swiftly, and by the time it approached Yi Chen, it had already reached the size of dozens of meters.

The three ghostly beings trapping Yi Chen also attacked simultaneously, their auras connecting with the old man's flag, creating an eerie force field that pressed down on Yi Chen.

Their intention was clearly to take Yi Chen down in a single strike.

However, the panic the old man expected didn't appear on Yi Chen's face; instead, a grim ferocity crawled across it!

"With just this much, you dare ambush me, you really don't place me in your eyes~"

"Pure Yang Holy Seal Heavenly Light, with a road in the heavens, yet you choose not to take it!"

"Old coot, you're courting death!"

"Yang Ji·The Four Symbols!"

In the midst of talking, Yi Chen had already struck fiercely. A golden Daoist phantom stood tall between heaven and earth, holding a sword as broad as a door, and in an instant, he was free from the ghostly beings' force field.

With a single sword strike, he cleaved towards the massive grey-black palm in the sky.

The other three swords were aimed at the three ghostly beings.

At that moment, the expression of the somber old man finally took on a drastic change, as if he had seen a ghost.

Then they saw that Yi Chen's True Yang Spirit was roaring with the Dragon Tiger Divine Pattern, deafening, with boundless power coursing through him. His aura was infinitely sacred, his Inner Qi burning like golden flames, fiercely dancing around him.

With one strike, the golden Sword Qi not only split the huge grey-black palm but continued to fly towards the cold old man and was extinguished by his palm.

The other three swords cleanly bisected the three ghostly beings, which were not yet dead and sought to escape and mend. However, when the golden flames on the Dragon-Slaying Sword surged and expanded, the golden Pure Yang force directly ignited the three ghostly beings and blew them into pieces.

Three streams of information suddenly appeared before Yi Chen's eyes.

[You have successfully killed the Ghosts of a Thousand Infants and have obtained 650 Deep Red Points.]

....

"Damn it! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Could it be you've also concealed your strength? Yi Chengzi, your scheming runs deep!" the somber old man exclaimed in shock.

While speaking, he formed hand seals, and the black flag in his hand began to flutter without wind, sweeping toward Yi Chen.