Chapter 1570: Serving with One's Body
Crack!
With a thunderclap that echoed across the heavens, a bolt of dark gold thunderlight pierced through the black clouds, striking down like a twisted, writhing serpent.
The lightning slammed into the transparent barrier.
The barrier began to flicker violently, gray runes lighting up one by one as its radiance intensified.
After a few breaths, the thunder’s momentum gradually faded, finally dispersing into wisps of electric light.
The barrier, however, remained as steady as ever, its runes flowing undisturbed.
“Gu Huang, you do indeed have some skill, to have even mastered the Divine Blood Gate’s Nine Great Heavenly Thunder Secret. But this is still not enough to break my Myriad Bones Ancestral Assembly Formation. It seems you were able to escape Yu Bi’s grasp because you are proficient in escape techniques, not because of your true strength!” Lady Yugu’s voice drifted from within the barrier, tinged with a hint of pride and mockery.
“Is that so?”
Song Wen’s tone was indifferent as a dense blood mist suddenly erupted around him.
The blood mist surged upward like a cluster of crimson flames.
Song Wen’s peak body integration stage cultivation aura began to swell uncontrollably, as if he were on the verge of a breakthrough.
His hands formed another Thunder Incantation.
Instantly, the black clouds that had been gradually settling in the sky churned violently once more. Countless streaks of dark-golden thunderlight shot through and converged within them, forming a lightning serpent as thick as a man’s waist. It writhed and roamed within the black clouds, yet did not strike.
Immediately after, the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword materialized in Song Wen’s hand.
As he infused it with spiritual power, the sword erupted with an ink-black sword light.
The sword light flickered and pulsed, as if the very void around it were warping in its wake.
Simultaneously, Song Wen’s eyes gradually turned blood-red, radiating a chilling crimson light.
Two beams of blood-colored light shot from his eyes, striking the formation barrier below.
Where the blood light touched, the runes flowing ceaselessly across the barrier suddenly slowed to a crawl.
“Slay!”
Song Wen uttered a single word. The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword in his hand and the dark-golden thunderbolt in the sky both shot forth, hurtling toward the spot illuminated by the blood light.
Inside the formation barrier, Lady Yugu’s heart constricted violently at the sight, as if an invisible hand had seized it. An inexplicable dread washed over her.
She saw it clearly: the blood mist erupting from “Gu Huang” was the result of some kind of blood sacrifice secret art, primarily used to provide the colossal spiritual power needed to wield that ink-black short sword.
And that short sword was actually a Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure.
How could such a priceless treasure have fallen into the hands of a Body Integration Stage cultivator?
However, the Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure wasn’t what made her heart pound the fastest.
Treasures were good, but they still required powerful cultivation. Even a peak Body Integration Stage cultivator couldn’t unleash the true power of a Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure.
What truly made Lady Yugu’s heart race were the two beams of crimson light shooting from Gu Huang’s eyes. They possessed the power to break formations; as they shone upon the formation barrier, the entire formation’s operation became sluggish.
Without warning, a palm-sized array disk appeared before her.
Lady Yugu swiftly formed seals with her hands and struck the array disk.
Immediately, the runes on the formation barrier flared with brilliant light, brightening the entire barrier.
Yet, the areas illuminated by the crimson light remained dull and dark, showing no significant change.
Clang!
The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword struck the crimson-lit area of the barrier, and the already darkened runes instantly shattered and vanished.
Just then, the dark-gold lightning descended.
The timing was impeccable, precise to the finest detail.
Boom—
The thunder detonated, instantly swallowing half the formation barrier.
The barrier trembled violently, and cracks began to spiderweb across the areas illuminated by the blood-red light.
A flicker of panic crossed Lady Yugu’s pretty face.
She gritted her silver teeth, her fingers flying as she rapidly formed magic seals and pressed them into the array disk.
However, under the onslaught of the dark gold thunderlight, the cracks showed no sign of repairing. Instead, they continued to spread.
Crack!
The formation barrier finally shattered.
Lady Yugu’s slender figure swayed, and a trickle of blood escaped the corner of her mouth.
The backlash from the forced attack on the formation caused her Qi and Blood to churn and her spiritual power to grow chaotic.
With a flick of her right hand, a cluster of pale white flames erupted in her palm.
Unlike ordinary spiritual flames that flickered and leaped, this fire flowed like a handful of moonlight—ethereal, translucent, and radiating a cold, deathly stillness.
“Fellow Daoist Gu Huang,” Lady Yugu said, “the Taiyin Netherfire you desire is here. I offer it to you with both hands. I beg you to spare my life, considering we have no prior grievances. In the future, I will obey any command you give me without hesitation.”
Hearing this, Song Wen, who was about to unleash the Haotian Divine Thunder again, slightly slowed his hand seal.
He truly hadn’t expected Lady Yugu to be so pragmatic.
“Fellow Daoist Gu Huang, I know you have your reservations, worrying that I might retaliate later. You can rest assured, I can swear a Heavenly Dao oath, and I will never pursue today’s matter,” Lady Yugu continued, giving Song Wen no chance to speak.
“I believe I have some beauty. If you don’t mind, I am willing to serve you with my body and share the pleasures of the bed with you.”
“No need,” Song Wen said coldly. “If I kill you, the Taiyin Netherfire will also be mine. Besides, it will permanently eliminate any future trouble.”
As he spoke, Song Wen had already completed the Thunder Incantation.
The lightning within the dark clouds high in the sky was about to break through and strike.
“Fellow Daoist, wait a moment,” Lady Yugu hastily cried out.
But this time, she didn’t try to persuade Song Wen. Instead, she looked at Mo You.
“Mo You, I beg you to put in a good word for me. As long as Fellow Daoist Gu Huang lets me go today, I can become your dao companion, and from now on, I will treat you with all my heart. As for those male concubines, I will deal with them all cleanly, and you will be my only man.”
“Within the sect, you are merely an inner sect disciple, unnoticed and often blamed. With my support, your future in the sect will surely become much smoother.”
Hearing this, Song Wen ceased summoning the lightning, but did not let it disperse. It remained coiled within the dark clouds, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.
“Do you possess the Sky-Blue Glazed Fruit?”
Lady Yugu’s eyes instantly lit up.
“I do not. But I can find a way to obtain it for you, fellow daoist.”
Song Wen did not respond further. He turned his head to look at Mo You, intending to let the other make the decision.
In this plot to seize the Taiyin Netherfire, Song Wen had merely acted as a hired hand twice; he hadn’t actually contributed much effort. All the planning and execution had been carried out by Mo You alone.
Song Wen didn’t know how many years Mo You had spent planning this scheme, nor the risks he had taken.
Besides, Song Wen didn’t care whether Lady Yugu lived or died.
Eliminating her would simply yield one more peak body integration stage divine soul. But if she could truly obtain the Sky-Blue Glazed Fruit, it would be an unexpected bonus.
Song Wen decided to show Mo You some face and let him decide Lady Yugu’s fate.
(End of the Chapter)