Where is the righteous fairy we were promised?

Chu Xinyue wore an elegant and pleasing emerald green dress.

His speech and manners were elegant and graceful, but his tone was not cold; on the contrary, it sounded gentle.

It was just a brief exchange.

Yet every word that flowed from her mouth was as melodious and pleasant as music.

Compared to Yang Wanyin, Chu Xinyue was not a woman of devastating beauty.

She is a classical beauty whose elegance grows more and more captivating the more you look at her.

Every feature of hers is so perfectly proportioned.

Her eyebrows were long and straight, and her eyes were bright and clear.

Her nose was small and cute, and her lips were bright red and pink.

It is like a work of art created by a painter with the most delicate brushstrokes.

Chu Xinyue was not as tall as Yang Wanyin.

But her slender waist accentuated her full and pert figure, creating an extremely beautiful curve.

Such perfect proportions inevitably bring to mind that old saying:

"Adding an inch would make you fat, subtracting an inch would make you thin."

Jiang Ning projected his divine sense outwards, admiring the beautiful scene of the three women standing opposite each other.

His attention was focused on Chu Xinyue.

She stood on the sword, her expression serene, as if she were perfectly integrated with the world around her.

Like an orchid in a secluded field, like a plum blossom exuding a subtle fragrance.

That simple, serene, yet otherworldly elegance is truly...

"It makes you want to defile it."

Jiang Ning, expressionless, uttered the classic lines of a villain.

He casually made a hand seal, using vine magic to shred the already mangled remains of Zhen Shu, Su Qianqian, and the others.

The next moment, Jiang Ning looked coldly at everyone in the hall, and a spiritual light appeared at his fingertips.

"Congratulations everyone, you have completed the game."

Upon hearing this, all the geniuses from the immortal sects breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, I survived..."

"Fortunately, senior is not a bloodthirsty person..."

"Yeah yeah……"

But then, everyone present realized that something was wrong.

Because the power that imprisoned them still suppressed their cultivation, and showed no signs of disappearing.

Moreover, terrifying heat waves began to emanate from the ground.

It's as if there's a volcano hidden underground, about to erupt.

The prodigies of the immortal sects almost immediately felt a strong threat of death.

The faces of everyone present changed drastically, and they immediately screamed in terror.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

"Wasn't it agreed that you'd survive if you cleared the level?"

"Senior, how can you go back on your word?"

"Spare...spare my life..."

"Senior, spare your life!"

Jiang Ning chuckled, but his laughter was no longer as gentle as before.

Instead, it was filled with a chilling killing intent!

"I did say we'd play a game together..."

Jiang Ning casually set up a soundproof array and said emotionlessly:

"But I don't recall saying I was going to let you go, did I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white jade bricks on the floor of the main hall shattered one by one.

A terrifying flame, as if it were a raging inferno, instantly engulfed the entire interior of the Red Dust Ancient Palace.

The geniuses of the immortal sects were terrified.

After his pleas and cries went unanswered, he suddenly broke down and started cursing.

However, before these "noble people" could utter a few curses, they were completely engulfed by flames.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by a series of booming sounds as flames rose.

Everything inside this ancient temple in the mortal world was burned to ashes.

In an instant, streaks of light shot into the sky.

Dozens of mournful cries, each from a different gender and filled with hatred, echoed endlessly in this place.

"The one who killed me was Xiao Fan!!"

"The one who killed me was Xiao Fan!!"

"The one who killed me was Xiao Fan!!"

Jiang Ning appeared indifferently amidst the raging flames.

He looked out of the hall, his gaze cold and sharp.

It was as if one could see through the thick palace walls and into the three graceful figures outside.

"System, view the subsystem task panel."

The next moment, a transparent light screen appeared in front of Jiang Ning.

[Bound to the Chosen One: Yang Wanyin.]

[Subsystem Task Themes: 1. Verbal, 2. Action, 3. Clothing, 4. Item, 5. Scene, 6. Simulation.]

[Currently available number of tasks: 1.]

[Enable subsystem tasks?]

【whether】

Jiang Ning's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

"System, confirm task release."

[Please select a mission topic.]

"Action... no, this time I won't choose the action category."

Jiang Ning recalled the scene when Lin Wanqing confessed to him and couldn't help but look forward to Yang Wanyin's next move.

"This time, I choose..."

"Verbal communication!"

121-Daoist Couple

Hidden high ground, above.

Lin Wanqing held the talisman in her hand, and her body rippled with the powerful aura of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

A surge of spiritual pressure emanated from her body.

At the same time, Chu Xinyue also exuded a strong spiritual pressure.

Yang Wanyin did not unleash her full power.

He simply summoned his own Flamelight Orb and frowned as he looked at the other side.

The two sides began to stand off, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Just then, Chu Xinyue seemed to sense something and suddenly turned her gaze toward the direction of the Red Dust Ancient Palace.

Even though the Red Dust Ancient Palace appears to be peaceful on the surface.

However, Chu Xinyue still sensed the disturbance in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It seemed that something unexpected was happening inside that palace.

Moreover, Chu Xinyue vaguely sensed that someone was watching her.

Even though she didn't sense any divine consciousness in the Ancient Palace of Mortals.

But precisely because of this, Chu Xinyue felt increasingly uneasy.

Her heart sank slightly, and a hint of seriousness appeared in her beautiful eyes. She immediately looked back and investigated.

However, the incomplete array of the Red Dust Ancient Palace easily isolated her divine sense.

If there is enough time, Chu Xinyue can subtly infiltrate the area.

But now, there is clearly no time for a thorough investigation.

Chu Xinyue turned to look at Lin Wanqing opposite her, but her expression was not serious. She simply said calmly:

"Fellow Daoist, are you protecting your companions?"

Lin Wanqing glanced at Yang Wanyin to her side, acting as if she were sparing with words.

"Daoist partner".