After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

hiss~

A little scary.

She nervously clutched the jade pendant in her hand. The word "exquisite" was deeply engraved in one corner of the delicate jade pendant, though it wasn't particularly conspicuous.

Bu Suantian thought for a moment, and realized that she hadn't made any mistakes recently, had she?

The protective measures are very good. It's just that she's been getting a little closer to Xiao Yu lately, but it doesn't matter much, as long as she's not discovered by any woman who has romantic entanglements with Xiao Yu.

Ok……

Especially Long Wanyan, she had been putting all her energy into avoiding any contact with him, but now she had no choice. Anyway, she and Xiao Yu had nothing going on, and she had nothing to fear...

She didn't want to be dragged into the mess of fighting for Xiao Yu, especially by a group of rivals who could pierce her chest at any moment.

It's a good thing that she didn't run into Long Wanyan here.

Deng!

A crisp sound rang out from within the secret realm.

The ice shattered, and the figure carrying the girl staggered back a considerable distance. His veins bulged, and he used his lower body strength to stop his staggering steps. Xiao Yu, panting heavily, narrowly dodged the attack. He looked up at Long Wanyan, whose face was grim:

"Fellow Daoist Linglong, are you insane? Were you just about to kill her?"

The girl in his arms pressed tightly against Xiao Yu's chest, her soft body trembling.

"Pretending..."

A cold voice came, and the silvery-white eyes, which had been blinking, opened again, transforming into a pair of scarlet vertical pupils.

The spear twisted and thrust straight at Xiao Yu again, its powerful pressure, carrying a faint killing intent, striking Xiao Yu's face.

噌噌

The ice gathered again, like layers of protective armor blocking Xiao Yu's way. However, the spear, like a dragon, with its sharp tip, pierced through the ice layer by layer, as if a dragon had emerged from the sea.

Despite the rustling sound of ice breaking, the spear thrust forward without wavering, but the chaotic ice shards momentarily obscured her vision.

Xiao Yu, carrying the girl, barely managed to dodge the spearhead by taking advantage of the slight pause when the spear broke through the ice.

Peng!

With a flick of the spear, the spear misjudged Xiao Yu's dodging position, and a large crater was smashed into the soft, scorched earth.

Large plumes of ash gathered, concealing Long Wanyan's curvaceous figure within them.

This scene made Xiao Yu tense up. Holy crap, is this Long Wanyan's strength?

Every move they made was much more satisfying than when they fought in Ulala.

What Xiao Yu didn't know was that when she fought the blonde girl Ulala, Long Wanyan held back because she was worried about Xiao Yu discovering her identity. She used unfamiliar gun techniques that she had never shown in front of Xiao Yu before.

Even so, they managed to hold their own against the fully-equipped Ulala.

Now, Long Wanyan was completely uninhibited, using her signature gun techniques one after another, no longer afraid that Xiao Yu would recognize her, which could be considered as expressing a certain attitude.

Amidst billowing dust, Xiao Yu held the girl tightly, poised to strike. Suddenly, the rising dust thickened, and a faint glimmer of fire flashed through it.

not good!

Knowing the moves well, Xiao Yu bent down and rolled awkwardly to the side, while simultaneously conjuring another icy barrier in front of him.

Dragon Flame!

A burst of intense flame erupted directly from the smoke, and the scorching fireball shattered the brief moment of tranquility.

A head peeked out from the flying dust, but was quickly pulled back in.

"They fought so fiercely, splitting mountains and shattering rocks. It felt like my sister would be crushed if she stepped onto the field."

"Sister, you're wrong. It's the kind of place where we'd all die if we went up there."

"Ugh...terrible."

The twin sisters huddled together, trembling as they listened to the continuous explosions, unusually refraining from bickering.

Behind a hidden boulder, several figures gathered together.

Upon closer inspection, they were all female cultivators, clearly the group from the Hundred Flowers Sect who had been drawn here early on.

The incident was sudden, and the intensity of the battle far exceeded the expectations of the Hundred Flowers Sect members. If they stayed any longer, they would likely miss the appointed time. Among them, watching the battle between Long Wanyan and Xiao Yu, the elder pondered for a moment and finally gave the order:

"Let's take a detour. If we're discovered to be spying on each other, and people mistake us for petty people trying to reap the benefits, then we'll be in trouble."

The old man was shrewd and experienced. The Hundred Flowers Sect elder, who had originally intended to build a good relationship with the young genius who exuded thunderous power and win him over, had already decided to withdraw after watching the battle.

The woman dressed as a Taoist nun who arrived later gave her a bad feeling. If she continued to watch, her Hundred Flowers Sect might be in trouble out of nowhere.

However, she had to leave, but she secretly remembered the man who held the girl in his arms and used ice magic.

To be able to fight on par with that thunder cultivator, or even to the point of dominating him, and to be a sword cultivator with such exceptional talent, he must be a rising star. For the sake of the Hundred Flowers Sect's future, we must be on good terms with him in the future.

She kept repeating this to herself.

Chapter 30: Defeat necessitates a defeat CG.

The ice melted, and the melted water soaked most of Xiao Yu's back. The girl in his arms was unharmed, but she was too frightened and fell into a coma.

His gaze fell on the slender figure amidst the smoke and dust, and Xiao Yu's brown eyes grew serious.

Amidst the billowing dust, two red lights shone, and the dragon-like vertical pupils locked onto their target in the brief moment of Xiao Yu's shock.

Alarm bells rang in Xiao Yu's mind, and without thinking, he instinctively dodged to the side.

Peng!

Almost the instant Xiao Yu had dodged to the side, a bronze-red spear, like a seasoned fisherman throwing a harpoon, landed precisely where Xiao Yu had just been standing.

The air surged and the resulting wind pressure dispersed the billowing smoke and dust. The next moment, Long Wanyan appeared beside the bronze spear that was deeply embedded in the ground.

He gripped the gun barrel, raised his firm, full thighs, and unleashed a derivative technique, kicking hard at the girl in Xiao Yu's arms beside him.

click!

Xiao Yu turned around, his back to Long Wanyan, while simultaneously conjuring a layer of ice behind him. Even though he was prepared, he still underestimated Long Wanyan's physical strength in her current state.

The ice barrier only held for a few seconds before shattering into pieces. It didn't completely block the ice, but it did dissipate most of the kinetic energy. Even so, Xiao Yu felt a sweet sensation in his chest. Enveloped by the immense force, he was launched like a cannonball and crashed into a patch of soft, scorched earth.

So strong!

Fortunately, with his martial arts skills as a foundation, even though he had taken most of the blow, Xiao Yu still managed to stand up while protecting the girl in his arms.

Pooh!

Spitting out the fishy-sweet black soil from his mouth, Xiao Yu's lips went numb.

This was the first time he had seen Long Wanyan treat him like this. In the past, when the two met, she was either very careful or spoke softly, as if she was afraid of hurting Xiao Yu. Apart from being a little rough at times, Long Wanyan was usually very gentle.

This is Xiao Yu's impression of Long Wanyan.

Therefore, when Xiao Yu saw Feng Ling's surprised expression when he saw that he had Long Wanyan's jade pendant, he even felt that it was a bit exaggerated. He didn't really have any real feeling about Long Wanyan.

But now, after the brief exchange just now, Xiao Yu has a full understanding of the so-called Qingyun Fuzong Sect Master, the youngest sect master in history, and the former and current leader of the Wave Ranking.

Especially when Xiao Yu was unable to control his natal flying sword and had no free hands.

Facing Long Wanyan directly brought an overwhelming amount of pressure.

As everyone knows, those who have cultivated immortality know that fragile mages like sword cultivators, who have high attack but low defense, are most afraid of getting close, except for some pure sword cultivators.

Xiao Yu's physical skills have never been very good, and he has little practical combat experience. He usually relies on ice magic and flying swords to push through battles.

Ice magic is currently countered by Long Wanyan's high-temperature dragon flames. The flying sword is also trapping another opponent, Lei Huang, because it has used its innate talent. If the flying sword is retrieved, it might become a two-on-one situation.

The only thing that could be relaxing was that Long Wanyan's attention wasn't on Xiao Yu, but on Li Yunshang in his arms. Naturally, Xiao Yu didn't need to tense up like when he was fighting Lei Huang. He just needed to hold the girl tightly with both hands and dodge attacks back and forth to prevent her from getting hurt.

bass!

The spearhead thrust straight at him, but Xiao Yu dodged to the side, then gathered an ice barrier, narrowly escaping from a swung dragon claw.

"Fellow Daoist Linglong, please calm down. Stop brandishing weapons. What did your junior sister do to cause such deep hatred? There must be some misunderstanding. Why don't we sit down and talk, have a cup of tea, and clear things up?"

Xiao Yu turned and fled to the side, while speaking in an attempt to buy time.

"Calm down?! Put down that vixen in your arms and hand her over to me first." Long Wanyan's red eyes were bright, and she looked unyielding, as if she was determined to drag Li Yunshang off Xiao Yu.

Well……

They won't listen!

Another day of longing for the Qiankun Escape Talisman...

Xiao Yu looked up, on the verge of tears. It seemed that Brother Fan was right; he should practice martial arts properly and learn a set of boxing techniques before leaving the island.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be in such a predicament now.

He'd made up his mind; once he got back to the island, he was determined to practice that damned boxing technique.

While fleeing, Xiao Yu mentally formulated a plan for future boxing training.

Another burst of dragon flame exploded nearby, and the scorching heat instantly dried Xiao Yu's soaked back.

In this Phoenix Hill Secret Realm, fire-related spells are enhanced to a certain extent, similar to a dojo amplification. However, the monsters spawned in the secret realm are immune to fire, but they are very useful for fighting cultivators within the secret realm.

Xiao Yu collapsed to the ground, a soft moan coming from his arms, accompanied by an unconscious murmur:

"Senior Brother Yu..."

"Junior sister?"

Xiao Yu lowered his head and found that the girl was still unconscious with her eyes tightly closed, as if the unconscious murmur was just a hallucination caused by the heat wave.

A pale smile spread across her small, cherry-like lips. Regardless of the circumstances, the girl was already injured. Whether she could withstand the beating was another matter. Xiao Yu only knew that if she continued to be beaten, let alone wait for the flying sword to finish dealing with Lei Huang and come to her aid, he estimated that by then she would have already been grabbed by Long Wanyan and rubbed to the ground.

Speaking of which, Long Wanyan's current state is extremely strange. It's probably the same old story again, with her blood rushing out of control. If I were defeated by her, would it trigger a defeat CG?!

Glancing at the fiery figure carrying a large spear slowly walking towards him, Xiao Yu shrank back. Better safe than sorry; dragons are inherently lustful, so the possibility of this happening was still quite high.