Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1881 Xia Qingyun, This Goddess Lake Can't Turn the Tables

Chapter 1881 Xia Qingyun, This Goddess Lake Can't Turn the Tables
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"Slacking off?" Xia Qingyun finally raised her head, a slow smile spreading across her lips, laced with undisguised mockery. "What kind of fish have I caught? Besides the few bland boiled eggs that Xue Laixi provides every day, what else have I gotten?"

"As for this trivial matter in Heaven Dou City, it's nothing more than petty squabbles among the younger generation. What does it have to do with me, the long-outdated matriarch of the Chen family, even for a half-copper soul coin?"

She spread her hands, looking completely innocent. "Right now, I'm just a freeloader who mooches off others."

"A busybody?" Xue Laixi sneered, "Xia Qingyun, stop with your nonsense! The former patriarch of the Chen family was your husband, Chen Yu, and the current patriarch is your son, Chen Xun! Tell me, can you really sever ties with the Chen family? Are you just going to stand by and watch the Chen family make a mess of things without getting any benefit yourself?"

She leaned forward: "Benefits? The benefits are huge! What is your status now? The respected matriarch of the Chen family! The absolute leader of the Xia family! You have both!"

"You've honed the Chen family's blade to a gleaming edge. Riding this wave of momentum, haven't your maternal family, the Barak royal family and the Xia family, also benefited? The Crimson Cult is currently overwhelmed by the Chen family's prowess and is too busy taking care of itself to have time to cause trouble for the Xia family!"

"The Chen family has caused a huge uproar in this northern Tian Dou region, attracting a lot of attention. Meanwhile, you're setting up fences in Fasno and Barakza. You've really got a good plan."

Inside the waterside pavilion, the air seemed to have frozen solid.

On the stone table were several boiled eggs, their shells silently cracked with spiderweb-like black marks.

The languor and mockery on Xia Qingyun's face finally faded away. She slowly straightened up, and the golden crow patterns on her black and gold dress seemed to come alive in the morning light, flowing with a molten luster.

"Tsk," she clicked her tongue, her pupils narrowing slightly, a dangerous glint in them, "Why does it sound to me... like you're being sarcastic? Are you trying to indirectly accuse me of being malicious?"

"Bad intentions?" Xue Laixi sneered, meeting those molten gold eyes head-on without flinching. Her anger flared even more, and tiny sparks even spread across the ground beneath her feet. "Xia Qingyun, do you need me to insult you? How many years have you been labeled a 'female hooligan'? You've held that label firmly on your head! Need me to help you recall it again?"

"And another thing, you stole my little Chuxin! You call it giving her the title of 'equal wife'? Ha! What a fine 'equal wife'! How could your Chen family even come up with such a term! She's just making you a 'mistress'!"

"What's even more hateful is that you're quite adept at petty theft, even taking Xiao Shiqiong and Tian Tian, ​​that promising talent with innate full soul power, with you as well! Xia Qingyun, you've overturned my chessboard, snatching away every single piece! Leaving me no way out!"

"Oh—!" Xia Qingyun drawled, nodding as if suddenly realizing something. A wicked and arrogant smile suddenly bloomed on her face, as if she had finally found the source of the other party's rage. "So that's where the root of the problem lies!"

She took a sudden step forward, almost colliding with Xue Laixi's crimson-gold divine radiance of soul power.

The black and gold robes fluttered and rustled without wind, and a domineering and scorching aura suddenly erupted, colliding fiercely with the bone-chilling crimson gold domain!
A muffled explosion suddenly rang out inside the waterside pavilion, the air twisting and deforming under the clash of extreme heat and cold, groaning under the unbearable pressure.

A crack appeared on the porcelain plate on the table, and the egg inside was deformed by an invisible force.

"Xue Laixi!" Xia Qingyun said with undisguised sarcasm and pity, "Look at your pathetic self! A dignified Ming King, a figure whose every stomp shakes the entire continent!"

She stretched out her finger, almost touching Xue Laixi's pert nose, her expression full of disdain:
"What? After guarding your Goddess Lake, the vast Ming Prince's Mansion, and the grand scheme of Tiandou City, have you really become a resentful woman confined to her chambers for so long? Just for those few little girls, you'll be arguing and crying your eyes out with me for a hundred years?!"

"Clap!"

A crisp sound!
"Xia! Qing! Yun!" Xue Laixi's voice was filled with the rage of the heavens. Her palm was filled with crimson-gold divine light, and she made a grasping motion towards the jade pot in Xia Qingyun's hand!
"Pop—sizzle!" A strange, soft sound!
The hard jade pot in Xia Qingyun's hand did not shatter and scatter, but was instantly melted and collapsed under the precise and invisible heat.

The warm liquor didn't even have time to evaporate before it was directly decomposed into nothingness by the extreme high temperature.

The pot transformed into a drop of scalding red glass liquid, hovering above Xia Qingyun's palm. At its core, a domineering and blazing golden-red flame was being suppressed and entangled by an even purer crimson-gold divine radiance!
Xia Qingyun's next appearance was no longer the golden-red flames, but a strange, blazing white-blue flame flickered at her fingertips—that was the prototype of her Ten Yang Flames!

With a hiss, it repelled the crimson-gold divine radiance.

The burning crimson sun in Xue Laixi's eyes flickered slightly, and her anger was compressed into a cold, piercing gaze that was fixed on Xia Qingyun's face.

"As expected," her voice was now completely flat, "her soul power has reached the peak of level ninety-six... the True Image level of intent, and this True Fire of the Sun, huh, is it evolving towards the third tier?"

Inside the waterside pavilion, the oppressive aura that seemed to burn the world receded like the tide, leaving only deathly silence.

The molten glass droplet, having lost its strength, landed on the smooth stone table with a soft "plop," quickly cooling and solidifying into an inconspicuous red pebble, leaving not even a trace of scorch on the table surface.

In the distance, a few small boats still drifted silently, as if the terrifying intent that could have incinerated everything had never descended.

Xia Qingyun slowly withdrew her hand, and the wisp of flame at her fingertips silently extinguished.

The previous laziness, jest, and provocation vanished, leaving only a solemn confrontation with Xue Laixi.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, giving a cold smile: "Old fat chicken, your eyesight hasn't deteriorated yet. What, are you scared now that you've seen my cultivation progress?"

She sat back down on the stone bench, her posture as elegant as ever.

She picked up a freshly boiled egg with her delicate hand, a barely perceptible halo of light swirling around her fingertips, and began to slowly and methodically peel the shell.

The eggshell silently turned into fine white powder under her fingers and fell down in a flurry.

"Afraid?" Xue Laixi didn't even lift her eyelids: "You little rascal, today your aunt will teach you—even if you truly reach level ninety-seven and achieve mastery of the third-order True Sun Fire..."

She finally raised her eyes, a flash of crimson-gold light disappearing from them:
"—You can't turn this Goddess Lake upside down!"

Behind Xue Laixi, a phantom of a divine bird, entirely cast from glazed gold, suddenly appeared!

It raises its head and cries out, its voice splitting clouds and piercing stone, carrying an ancient majesty that can burn everything; its furious feathered screen blots out the sky and the sun, each feather flowing and leaping with solidified crimson-gold divine flames, hanging down like tassels, distorting and faintly collapsing the space in its wake.

(End of this chapter)

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