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Hearing this from afar, Zhao Pojun's face instantly turned grim.

Nascent Soul.

Within the secret realm, no one can stop a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Chu Feng touched his nose, just about to say something.

The spiritual energy in the sky suddenly stopped flowing.

An eerie aura descended from the sky.

Everyone felt it.

That wasn't the suppression of the Golden Core stage, but rather the resonance of heaven and earth that only occurs in the Nascent Soul stage.

A graceful figure descended from the sky.

That person was wearing Gu Yaoyao's clothes and had Gu Yaoyao's face.

However, his eyes are pink, with a pink heart-shaped pupil, and he has a strange smile on his lips. He is surrounded by a light pink aura.

The graceful human figure landed at the edge of the square.

She tilted her head, looked at Lei Wanjun who was trembling behind Chu Feng, and giggled.

"Little Lei Lei, why are you running so fast...?"

"My sister hasn't had enough to eat yet~"

Lei Wanjun shivered and immediately hid behind Chu Feng.

"Grandpa Chu, she's here! It's her!"

Chu Feng's gaze fell on those pink eyes.

The pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator descended, and several disciples in the square were instantly crushed to the ground.

Gu Yaoyao shifted her gaze from Lei Wanjun to Chu Feng.

Those pink heart-shaped eyes lit up immediately.

"Oh?"

She took a deep breath and said, "Pure Yang constitution, full of Qi and blood."

She licked her lips, and a trace of unidentified liquid dripped down her thigh.

"You're the sun of the world, little brother. You're better than those two good-for-nothings combined."

"If I eat you, my sister should be able to recover to her peak condition immediately!"

Chu Feng took half a step back, pushing Lei Wanjun aside.

"Eat mine?"

"Okay, but you have to settle the bill first."

Gu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment.

"What bill?"

Chu Feng pointed to Lei Wanjun behind him, "This is my debtor. He still owes me 40,000 spirit stones."

"You've made his kidneys so weak that it's seriously affecting his ability to repay his debts."

"How do you plan to make up for this loss?"

The disciples lying on the square almost laughed out of anger after hearing this.

At a time like this, this madman is still thinking about money?!?!

Gu Yaoyao laughed so hard she almost fell over.

"interesting."

"I have never seen such an interesting little man in hundreds of years."

She floated down from the stone pillar and walked barefoot on the bluestone slabs, each step creating a ripple of pale pink light.

"In that case, I'll give you a chance."

"Come here and let your sister have a taste. I'll make up for the 40,000 spirit stones."

Chu Feng held the blood-red longsword horizontally in front of his chest.

"I have a problem: I'm not interested in women!"

Gu Yaoyao's smile remained unchanged as she raised a finger.

Pink spiritual energy seeped from between her fingers, transforming into strands of silk that wrapped around Chu Feng.

That was not an ordinary spiritual energy attack.

It's a seductive art.

Before the silk threads even touched Chu Feng, a tingling sensation had already spread to his pores.

All sorts of beautiful images kept popping into my mind.

The two golden cores in Chu Feng's sea of ​​consciousness began to rotate together.

The dark blue-green golden core of sword intent exuded a vast, mountain-splitting sword intent, instantly shattering those thoughts into fragments.

The Crimson Phoenix Golden Elixir burned out a circle of pure yang fire, forcing out the pink threads that had seeped into the meridians.

However, he was also sweating a lot on his forehead.

Gu Yaoyao raised her eyebrows, a hint of surprise appearing in her pink eyes.

"sure."

"Little brother, I like you more and more!"

Chu Feng gritted his teeth, suppressing the tingling sensation.

"Sister my foot! At your age, you're old enough to be my grandma!"

Hongxiu had already hidden behind the ruins, her face pale.

The pressure from a Nascent Soul cultivator is like a primary school student seeing a university student to someone in the Qi Refining stage.

Chu Feng gritted his teeth, and two golden pills burst forth.

His internal energy surged, and his clothes moved without wind.

A bluish-black sword intent poured down from the blood-red longsword, forming a vast crescent moon on its blade.

The Three Styles of Breaking the Mountain are no longer useful.

Among the inheritances given to him by the remnant soul of the Sword Saint, there is also a fourth move.

Duantian!

Chu Feng held a knife in his hand, raising it high above his head.

The bluish-black light on the blade surged dozens of times, and an aura even more domineering than that of Duan Yue rose into the sky.

Gu Yaoyao finally dropped her playful expression, her pink eyes widening in surprise.

Chu Feng slashed down with his sword.

A jet-black blade of light cleaved through space, hurtling towards Gu Yaoyao's face.

Gu Yaoyao crossed her arms in front of her chest and used her Nascent Soul power to condense a pink light shield.

The blade struck the light shield.

boom!!!

The pink light shield shattered in half, but its momentum remained undiminished, striking Gu Yaoyao directly on the shoulder.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from the wound.

Gu Yaoyao was forced back seven or eight steps by the knife, and the bluestone ground beneath her feet was cracked.

She looked down at the wound on her shoulder that was oozing black energy, her expression shifting from surprise to anger, and then from anger to fanaticism.

"Good! Good! Good!"

She uttered three "good"s in succession, licking away a trace of black blood that had spilled from the corner of her mouth. "Pure Yang Blade Intent, the Broken Mountain Inheritance—even a Golden Core cultivator can harm my Nascent Soul body."

"Little brother, it's not just that I like you."

"I'm determined to take you completely!"

Chu Feng gripped the knife, his wrist involuntarily going numb.

That last strike cost him about 30% of his spiritual power.

Although she was hurt, that was all.

The gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Golden Core stage cannot be bridged in a single move.

Gu Yaoyao dropped her playful demeanor, and the light in her pink pupils turned icy.

She raised her right hand and drew her fingers upwards.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly stopped.

An invisible force pressed in from all directions, as if an unseen giant hand had imprisoned the space within a hundred meters around Chu Feng.

The power of laws...

Chu Feng's limbs and bones stiffened, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

He could feel the two golden cores inside his body still spinning frantically, with the cyan-black sword intent and the crimson-gold pure yang energy surging outwards.

But as soon as the surging spiritual energy left the meridians, it was suppressed back by that invisible force.

It's like when someone takes a dump, the leader comes out, but then runs out of steam and goes back inside.

Gu Yaoyao walked towards him step by step on the bluestone ground.

With each step, a pale pink ripple spread out beneath one's feet.

Those pink eyes were filled with greed and excitement.

"Little brother, stop struggling."

"The space locked by the Nascent Soul Law cannot be expanded no matter how much your two golden cores rotate."

"Be a good boy and let your older sister have a taste, I promise it will feel really good~"

Chu Feng gritted his teeth, and the veins on his neck bulged.

He tried to activate the restrictions on the main hall beneath his feet.

The dark red array patterns did brighten briefly, but it was to no avail.