Asura Mad Emperor

"Hehehe—"

"Kid, you're not bad, to actually be able to block my Soul-snatching Bell!"

The black-robed youth from the Hundred Ghosts Sect let out a strange laugh, his voice hoarse as if he truly were an evil ghost that had crawled out from Hell.

He looked down at Qinchuan condescendingly, his eyes flickering with a ghostly aura as he stared at Qinchuan as if appraising an object.

"Very good, very good, I just happen to be in need of a servant for the Dao, and from now on, you'll follow me as a servant," Bai Li Gui arrogantly declared, firmly believing that in this remote Spirit Martial City, no one could reject this enticing offer.

Qinchuan frowned, a chill radiating from his body dispersing the surrounding ghostly aura, his voice cold as frost, "Since you're here, shut your mouth and peacefully wait for the secret realm to open, and stop your clattering!"

Bai Li Gui was first taken aback by Qinchuan's words, then became furious. Ghostly aura surged wildly around him like roaring waves as he said coldly, "You brat, seeking death! Do you know who I am? I'm from the Hundred Ghosts Sect! To become my servant for the Dao is something martial artists in the world could not beg for even if they wanted!"

Qinchuan glanced disdainfully at Bai Li Gui, not taking him seriously at all, and said with contempt, "What is the Hundred Ghosts Sect? Just a bunch of moles hiding under the ground, afraid to see the sun. Not even qualified to carry shoes for this young master."

His words instantly caused a stir among the surrounding martial artists who hadn't expected Qinchuan, unafraid of heaven or earth, would dare to provoke someone from the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

It was known that not even the lord of Spirit Martial City would dare to provoke the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

"This young man defeated two martial artists from the Dao Palace Realm and actually thinks he's unrivaled under the heavens?"

The martial artists silently took a step back, fearing that conflict between them might affect themselves even though there were restrictions of realm in this place.

Just then, the ancient azure-golden path lit up again with dazzling lights, clearly indicating that another martial artist had arrived.

Indeed, the next moment, a divine light flashed, and a fiery red figure burst in from the end of the ancient path.

The arrival was a young girl dressed in a red robe, slim and graceful, her eyes shimmering, captivating, and with a dimple on her left cheek, she appeared incredibly charming and vivacious, giving off an energetic vibe.

The young girl glanced excitedly around at the crowd, then shouted jauntily towards the ancient path behind her.

"Hehe, Senior Sister, hurry up, it's so lively here."

As her voice fell, another flash of light followed from behind on the ancient path, and then a woman in white floated in, capturing everyone's gaze.

As soon as this woman appeared, all the martial artists' breath hitched, and they found themselves unable to look away from her.

She stood at the end of the ancient path, with the azure-golden light radiating around her. With white clothes fluttering in the wind and her black hair dancing lightly, her misty eyes gave an illusionary, dream-like feeling.

The crowd stared at her dumbfounded, yet no one dared to approach and greet her. She seemed like an immortal from the Divine Court, making everyone feel ashamed and not daring to stand with her.

"Senior Sister, next time you venture out, don't be so conspicuous. Next to you, Huo'er really is just a green leaf beneath the blossom," said the red-robed girl, sensing the gaze of the people around her and teasing with a laugh.

The woman in white, with a body as graceful as jade and skin translucent, responded with a voice as enchanting as the sound of nature, "If Huo'er is but a green leaf, then there would be no beautiful women in the world."

The woman in white joked with the red-robed girl while her beautiful eyes scanned the crowd. After a while, she turned her gaze to Qinchuan.

Because she noticed that the eyes of all the martial artists in the field were intensely hot and fixated on her, only this youth stood still, his eyes slightly closed, displaying no interest whatsoever in her arrival.

This immediately piqued her curiosity.

She gracefully walked over to Qinchuan. Her red lips were vibrant, her teeth like pearls, her brows gently raised, and her smile seductive as she said, "I am Ling Xian'er from Thousand Fox Mountain, may I know your esteemed name, sir?"

As soon as the name Thousand Fox Mountain was mentioned, a commotion once again broke out among the crowd in the distance.

"It's actually a disciple from Thousand Fox Mountain, no wonder she is so striking, with beauty that could sink fish and drop wild geese, truly peerless!"

The foundation of Thousand Fox Mountain was profound, its Dao Palace located a thousand miles away on Thousand Fox Mountain. Moreover, all of the disciples accepted into this sect were young and beautiful women, not a single male disciple among them.

But though the female disciples of Thousand Fox Mountain seemed tender and enchanting, weak and delicate, each and every one of them possessed considerable strength, none of them anything less than top-tier talents.

Knowing that the two women were actually from Thousand Fox Mountain, everyone held not a hint of frivolous thought in their hearts anymore.

"Thousand Fox Mountain!"

Qinchuan's eyes, previously slightly closed, now slightly moved, and he glanced at Ling Xian'er before nodding and said, "Qinchuan!"

At that moment, the red-clad girl also came up, curiously looking Qinchuan over, chattering away, "So you're called Qinchuan, I'm Ji Huo'er, you can just call me Huo'er."

After finishing her words, Ji Huo'er pointed to the many martial artists in the distance and again started chattering, "You're very different from these fellows. Ordinary people, when they see Sister, are like them, eyes shooting fire, feet taking root, as if they can't wait to devour Sister whole. But you, you couldn't care less, even ignoring Sister's questions."

While Ji Huo'er was chattering non-stop, a chorus of voices came from the dazzling ancient road once more, followed by the sight of a white-robed youth slipping out from the ancient road.

After bursting out, the white-robed youth was still shouting, "Xian'er... Miss Xian'er, wait for me!"

He then looked around, his gaze finally settling on Ling Xian'er beside Qinchuan, then glanced at Qinchuan, his face immediately showing a touch of resentment. Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire

But he quickly returned to normal, straightened his attire, puffed out his chest, and took confident steps towards them.

Ling Xian'er, Ji Huo'er, and Qinchuan stood in pairs, with Ling Xian'er in the middle of Ji Huo'er and Qinchuan. The young man in white deliberately squeezed towards the middle of Qinchuan and Ling Xian'er, intending to push Qinchuan aside.

As he moved closer to the two, and while waving a white feathered folding fan, he said,

"Miss Xian'er, you..."

But before he could finish speaking, Qinchuan suddenly roared, "Get lost!"

Immediately after, an unparalleled aura burst forth from Qinchuan, and with a "bang," the white-robed youth seemed to be hit by a powerful blow, and was sent flying backward, rolling more than ten yards away before landing on the ancient golden road, extremely disheveled.

"Eh—"

The aura that erupted from Qinchuan instantly attracted everyone's attention.

In front of Spirit Martial Great Tomb, there was a mysterious force of the Dao suppressing everyone's aura, making people feel as if they could only exert less than one percent of their True Qi, not even as good as ordinary mortals. But how could Qinchuan suddenly release such a powerful Qi.

Ji Huo'er and Ling Xian'er both had their beautiful eyes wavering, looking at Qinchuan with intense curiosity, even the eyes of the Hundred Ghosts Sect were filled with shock and doubt.

Just then, a hearty laugh once again rang out from the other end of the ancient golden road.