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Chapter 763: Slap

“What is the meaning of this, Mistress Yu Hua?” Everyone turned around to shoot Yu Hua unfriendly looks.

On her bed, Mistress Yu Hua abruptly shot to her feet and stepped out of her palace. As soon as she left the entrance, the beautiful women inside the palace abruptly transformed into pink skeletons.

Mistress Yu Hua looked left and right while wearing a seductive smile on her face, “I did not know another master was present at the scene. Will you show yourself?”

Seeing this, Sun Sovereign and the others immediately realized that the one who stopped them from leaving wasn’t Mistress Yu Hua, but someone else.

“Why not?”

An indifferent voice responded, and a beauty like no other appeared on the peak of the mountain where the Central Wu Earth Hall was. No one knew how she got there. One moment there was nothing, and the next, she was there.

Color seemed to seep out of the whole world as soon as the woman showed herself. It was as if she was the only real person in a false world of gray.

Mistress Yu Hua was beautiful, but compared to her? It was like a firefly trying to outshine the moon. To say that the gap between them was like night and day would be an understatement.

That woman was, of course, Murong Xianxian.

“You are gorgeous, sister! Who are you?”

Mistress Yu Hua was the first to recover from the shock of witnessing Murong Xianxian’s beauty. At the same time, jealousy and hatred bubbled inside her heart. Although she enjoyed dressing herself up as a male, there was nothing she cared more than her own appearance, and no one she hated more than a woman who was prettier than her. If she ever saw such a woman, she would drain them of their essence, collect their skin, and play with them all day and night in her Yu Hua Palace.

Murong Xianxian was one of a kind. Naturally, she was so jealous and hateful she could die. She only wished she could drain the bitch dry, skin her from head to toe, and toy with it forever and ever in her Yu Hua Palace.

Her smile grew brighter and more genuine as she dreamed about that moment.

“A mere Sex Spirit dares to address me as her sister?”

Murong Xianxian cast Mistress Yu Hua a glance and said the most hurtful words in the most indifferent voice. “Did I mention that there is no one I loathe more than a two-faced bitch?”

Mistress Yu Hua’s smile stiffened instantly. There were two reasons. One, it was because Murong Xianxian had insulted her. Two, it was because she had seen right through her.

A Sex Spirit was a Disaster-class ghost-type Stranger. Born in the rivers of Fengdu, she was a rare creature even in Fengdu, much less the yang world. Naturally, she was stunned that the mysterious woman had seen through her in one glance.

“You’re the woman in the sky earlier!”

At this point, Sun Sovereign and the others had recovered from Murong Xianxian’s stunning beauty as well. Then, they recalled the mirage they saw earlier and exclaimed in surprise.

They had seen the floating palace and the mirage of the woman whose beauty outshone the world itself as a matter of course. However, they had disregarded it because searching the Central Wu Earth Hall took precedence. They did not think that she would appear before them now.

Of course, this wasn’t important. What was important was that there was no chance that this woman was someone of the current jianghu. With her looks, it would be impossible for her not to be noticed even if she was perfectly ordinary.

There was only one possibility then. She was someone from eight hundred years ago.

That answer begged another question though. How was it possible for anyone to live for eight hundred years?

“If I may ask, who are you?” Sun Sovereign asked.

“You don’t deserve to hear that answer,” Murong Xianxian replied indifferently.

“In that case, then why are you stopping us from leaving?” No one here knew who Murong Xianxian was and so did not dare to offend her despite their frustration.

“If you enter someone’s house, you greet the host. If you enter a temple, you make offerings to a god. Since I am the master of this place, it is only natural that you greet me, am I right?” Murong Xianxian said in an elegant voice.

“Master?” Mistress Yu Hua was all smiles. “I thought that the Central Wu Earth Palace belonged to the Dark Overlord. Since when did he become a woman?”

“The Dark Overlord is the Dark Overlord, and I am I. Besides, whoever said that the Central Wu Earth Palace only has one master?” Murong Xianxian countered.

“Hahaha… you are a joker, sister.” Yu Hua giggled. “In that case, dare you believe me if I say that I’m the Dark Overlord Li Hentian?”

“Who do you think you are to insult the Dark Overlord. You deserve to be slapped.”

Murong Xianxian’s voice suddenly turned ice cold. The next moment, a crisp slap entered everyone’s ears, and a light red palm print appeared on Mistress Yu Hua’s face.

No one knew when or how Murong Xianxian had done it, but it didn’t stop them from staring at her in disbelief.

Not only did she hit her, she chose the face! The audacity!

The slap did little damage to Mistress Yu Hua, but it was most humiliating. Anyone would have blown their top over the slap, much less Mistress Yu Hua.

No one dared to shame her since the day she became Mistress Yu Hua, not even the head of the Grand Fiend Abode of Forgiveness themselves. Not only that, she currently held the upper hand with almost one hundred thousand yin soldiers under her control. Was there anyone in this place she couldn’t kill right now?

Therefore, as soon as she recovered her wits, Mistress Yu Hua dropped her smile and glared at Murong Xianxian with pure bloodlust. “It looks like you’re one of those who refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit later. I won’t go easy on you.”

“Capture her. But remember, don’t hurt her beautiful face.”

As soon as she said this, a ghost general in the yellow river let out an angry roar and charged toward Murong Xianxian with several thousand yin soldiers behind his back.

A hundred yin soldiers naturally caused a yin wind to blow profusely, a thousand caused dark clouds to gather, and several thousand was a dark, howling storm that felt like hell on earth.

When the yin soldiers were about halfway to Murong Xianxian, a man abruptly rushed out from behind the woman and intercepted them. A Buddhist seal appeared on his fist, and he threw a bright, devastating punch that melted away the yin soldiers like snow.

The ghost general was the only one who survived the attack and made it to the man, but the only reward he got for his struggles was a crushed skull.

“A puny ghost like you dares to offend my master?”

The man stared at Mistress Yu Hua with scorn after annihilating thousands of yin soldiers with one punch and crushing the ghost general’s head with his bare hand.

The man was Cui Qiuyuan of course—or more accurately, Chen Miaozeng under Cui Qiuyuan’s control. It was also why no one had recognized him immediately.

“Says the underhanded small fry who stole a Sage’s body.”

Mistress Yu Hua recognized Cui Qiuyuan’s handiwork despite not knowing who he was. “Is this the source of your confidence, sister? It won’t be enough!”

A cold chuckle later, Mistress Yu Hua summoned a horn and blew it. A mournful blare later, a ghost god waved his banner and sent tens of thousands of yin soldiers at Murong Xianxian.

If several thousand yin soldiers was just a dark storm, then tens of thousands of yin soldiers was a tsunami or an avalanche whose mere presence could fold someone like a cheap suit. It wasn’t like they were charging mindlessly either. Marching forward in a tight-knit formation, their yin qi joined together to form what looked like mountains of corpses and a sea of bones. Their charge truly felt as unstoppable as a natural disaster.

Cui Qiuyuan did not fear them since he wielded the body of a Sage. He dove head first into the army, and like a rock that split the waves in half, he tore a hole right through their formation. Countless yin soldiers were annihilated as a result.

However, a rock could split the waves, but not stop it in its tracks. Just a few breaths later, he was overwhelmed and trapped within a formation.

If this was the real Chen Miaozeng, then these yin soldiers wouldn’t amount to anything. He could literally snap them out of existence with his fingers. Unfortunately, he was dead, and Cui Qiuyuan hadn’t completely taken control of the body. Just a short while later, he had fallen into a slight disadvantage.