The Long Journey to Immortality

However, despite the copying, Chai Tianjiao did not possess the bloodline of the Candle Dragon. To enhance his external attack power, he would ultimately need to rely on external aids.

The magical gauntlets he wore when he knocked away the spirit sword appeared in his right hand.

The shimmering gem-like light on the gauntlets clearly indicated that this treasure had a distinguished origin and was of exceptional quality.

Seeing this, and estimating the time it would take to fully set up the sword formation and the time it would take for Chai Tianjiao's heavy punch to land on her, Han Lu decided to temporarily put the formation aside and dodge to buy time.

On the arena of the Extreme Heaven Palace, Han Lu, knowing that she would most likely expose her true spirit identity, had no worries. Instead of using the methods that ordinary cultivators usually use at this time, she continued to improve her semi-true spirit transformation.

A pair of luminous wings appeared from behind Han Lu. Because she had just used the Ice Phoenix Divine Power, the feathers on the wings were clearly white.

Her white hair, combined with this occasion, adds a touch of holiness to her already outstanding temperament.

This scene captivated Mo Zhehan, who was already fond of Han Lu and was sitting in the lounge.

Especially her flowing white hair and the aloof aura she exuded, which hit his sore spot perfectly.

Sitting to the side, Wu Jiayue kept shifting her gaze between Han Lu and Mo Zhehan in the jade painting.

A woman's intuition told her that something must have happened between Han Lu and Mo Zhehan.

However, there is no such thing as showing mercy to women on the ring. Although Chai Tianjiao was momentarily stunned by Han Lu's stunning appearance, his movements did not falter in the slightest, and his punches continued unabated.

Seeing Chai Tianjiao so close at hand, Han Lu remained calm.

Having transformed into the form of a phoenix countless times, she had mastered the control over the pair of wings on her back.

In the duel between Foundation Establishment cultivators, the arena's light curtain sealed the top a hundred meters above, giving Han Lu ample room to move around.

Its wings spread out and it shook violently.

Although it was just a small movement, it propelled Han Lu into the air, instantly placing her more than twenty meters above the arena, completely avoiding Chai Tianjiao's attack.

Chai Tianjiao's punch landed on empty air, and he quickly adjusted his position.

Looking up, he saw Han Lu's approximate location and, without hesitation, stomped his foot hard on the ground again.

Using the reaction force, Chai Tianjiao seemed to sprout wings, making a punching motion as he continued his pursuit.

However, Chai Tianjiao was no fool. He knew that he did not have the Golden Core realm and could not fly.

While using his physical strength to fly up and pursue, he also summoned a spirit sword that hovered around him, ready to step on the spirit sword at any time and make Han Lu tremble in the air, bringing his "mangy dog" fighting style to the extreme.

However, he still misjudged the agility of the pair of wings on Han Lu's back.

After dodging again, Han Lu was in no hurry to confront Chai Tianjiao head-on.

Another punch landed on the air, the sound of the fist tearing through the air sending chills down the spines of the audience.

The spirit sword took over, fitting perfectly under Chai Tianjiao's feet so that he could continue flying in the air.

Han Lu wasn't stupid; she could naturally see that Chai Tianjiao had used some secret technique to increase his physical strength in a short time, allowing him to pursue her in such a wild manner.

By waging a war of attrition and delaying the inevitable, one can gain the upper hand in the battle.

Why wouldn't Han Lu do something so simple?

So one hid, and the other chased.

What was supposed to be a fast-paced battle of offense and defense turned into a chase scene, leaving the audience speechless.

In particular, anyone with eyes could see that Han Lu's wings were powerful, and her speed far surpassed that of Chai Tianjiao, who flew on a sword.

Only Chai Tianjiao, caught up in the moment, was blinded by passion and believed he could use this method to stick to Han Lu and force her into close combat with him. That's why he pursued her so blindly, unwilling to change his approach or his mindset.

Being toyed with by Han Lu as if she were "walking a dog" in the air, Chai Tianjiao felt a surge of anger burning in his chest, but he had nowhere to release it.

After a while, this monotonous chase lasted for about a hundred breaths, and Chai Tianjiao didn't even touch a single hair on Han Lu's head.

After a hundred breaths, the secret technique finally came to an end.

Chai Tianjiao was like a punctured ball; his body shrank and he returned to his normal appearance.

Feeling intense hunger in his stomach, Chai Tianjiao quickly stuffed two fasting pills into his mouth to fill his stomach, lest his stomach rumble loudly on the arena and he lose face.

Seeing that Chai Tianjiao had lost his previous aggressive demeanor, Han Lu was secretly pleased, but she didn't let up on this cultivator from the Great Yu Dynasty who she didn't like.

"What's wrong, Fellow Daoist Chai? You're already out of energy?"

"His stamina is lacking."

This blatant sarcasm made Chai Tianjiao's already unpleasant expression even more gloomy. He wished he could strip Han Lu naked and humiliate this female cultivator who had insulted him in front of everyone.

[Author's Note] Han Lu's dark skin and white hair appearance is 66.57% complete.

Chapter 625 Poisoning, Revealing the Truth

Exaggerating his breathing, Chai Tianjiao tried his best to attract Han Lu's attention and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her, making lewd jokes.

As one of the top cultivators in the Extreme Heaven Palace in terms of both strength and verbal prowess, Chai Tianjiao boasted that few cultivators could rival him in terms of eloquence.

"Whether my stamina is up to par or not, if Fairy Han wishes to know, I would not mind meeting with Fairy Han tonight for an in-depth exchange and to promote harmony between East and West."

"When Fairy Han comes to me with her child in ten months, we'll know if I'm really capable."

Chai Tianjiao's reply was met with enthusiastic applause.

Most of the male cultivators sitting in the audience smiled knowingly, while the female cultivators subconsciously turned their bodies to the side and looked away from Chai Tianjiao.

On the viewing platform, Chai Tianjiao's blunt words displeased Zhetian Zunzhe, who was already a father of five.

However, considering that Han Lu had started the argument, he didn't intend to interfere and wasn't worried that Chai Tianjiao's sharp tongue would ruin the harmony between them.

Hearing Chai Tianjiao's answer, Han Lu was surprised that this seemingly reckless cultivator actually had a silver tongue and was quick-witted. Taking advantage of his gender and home field, he won the verbal battle with her on the arena.

Having had over forty years of experience with men, Han Lu naturally knew that, regardless of whether he could win or lose in this matter, the female cultivator was destined to suffer a loss as soon as she opened her mouth.

Winning an argument doesn't make you look like a fairy, while losing not only makes you look bad, but you might also get labeled as a "bitch".

Han Lu wouldn't do something that would lose her money.

So she stopped speaking and only thought of using the sword formation she had been preparing for a long time to answer Chai Tianjiao.

Unexpectedly, just as Han Lu was about to activate the sword formation she had set up during the pursuit, an accident occurred.

Han Lu, who was performing the hand seals, suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound in her ear.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a stinging pain in her exposed neck, which was not protected by the phoenix feather robe.

Reflexively, she reached out and grabbed a small insect, which landed in her hand.

Upon seeing this, Chai Tianjiao suddenly burst into laughter, "Haha, Han Lu, you've fallen for it!"

Upon hearing this, Han Lu felt a sense of foreboding.

Opening my palm and looking down, I saw a wasp without its stinger.

Where did the tail needle go?

With her eyes slightly narrowed, Han Lu focused her attention on the small wound on her neck.

The needle, no more than half the length of a little fingernail, had been broken down and merged into Han Lu's blood.

"Are these your poisonous bees?" Han Lu flung her hand, throwing the dead insect at Chai Tianjiao.

With a wave of his hand, Chai Tianjiao retrieved the martyr who had rendered great service back into his spirit beast pouch. He smiled and said, "Fairy Han is clever, but I wonder if Fairy Han can guess what the poison on this bee's stinger is for?"

The poisonous bee was something Chai Tianjiao had secretly found while chasing Han Lu.

"How could I have guessed that?" Han Lu remained calm, possessing a powerful True Spirit bloodline and not afraid of insect poison. "However, judging from Fellow Daoist Chai's expression, this poison is probably not fatal."

“Han Fairy is clever,” Chai Tianjiao said. “This poison is not only not fatal, but it may even bring Han Fairy unimaginable joy.”

Upon hearing this, and recalling the words exchanged during their previous argument, Han Lu immediately understood what kind of poison the needle carried.

"Chai Tianjiao, you..." Before she could finish the next word, Han Lu, who had never been poisoned since awakening her True Spirit Bloodline, felt the toxins spreading throughout her body for the first time.

A blush of pink spread from Han Lu's neck to her face.

I felt slightly dizzy, as if I were drunk.

My chest feels swollen, and my sensitive areas are slightly itchy.

This was the first time Han Lu had ever felt this way. Based on her body's instincts, she slightly squeezed her legs together and flapped her wings, which had become weak due to the toxins, in a somewhat ungraceful manner to maintain her flight posture.

Seeing Han Lu's disheveled appearance, Chai Tianjiao laughed even harder.

"The venom on the stinger of this poisonous bee is a mixture of insect venom and medicinal venom, a kind of aphrodisiac."

“Even cultivators at the Golden Core stage have emotions and desires, and cannot resist the body’s instincts. This poison attacks this weakness.”

"I wonder if Fairy Han is currently experiencing intense desire. If she continues fighting in this state, how much of her skill can she unleash?"

"If you really can't bear it anymore, you might as well admit defeat. I don't mind sacrificing myself to be the antidote for Fairy Han and I guarantee that Fairy Han will be satisfied."

"Perhaps after enjoying the pleasures of love between men and women, Fairy Han will ask me for acupuncture and medicine."

Despite her physical discomfort, Han Lu took out an antidote pill from her storage bag, a pill she had purchased at some point and which she had almost never taken out before, and put it in her mouth.

"Shameless scoundrel."

The four words were spat out from between Han Lu's teeth. She never expected that there would be a cultivator like Chai Tianjiao in this world.

It can only be said that most of the people Han Lu knew and was familiar with in the Dayu Dynasty were upright gentlemen, which made her, who had lived in the Central Plains for a long time, underestimate the bottom line of a cultivator.

Hearing Han Lu's words, Chai Tianjiao didn't mind at all. "Han Fairy, please scold me. But let me remind you again, even Golden Core level antidote pills are only effective for a few types of mixed toxins that I have refined."

Just as Chai Tianjiao had said, the antidote pills Han Lu took had no effect whatsoever. The toxins continued to spread in her body, and her face, which was originally only pink, became increasingly red, as if it were about to bleed.

"This won't do..." Han Lu exhaled white breaths, her body burning with heat, making her want to stick out her tongue to cool down. "It seems that I have to use the trump card I've been saving for the finals now."

Without the slightest hesitation, before she could do anything outrageous, shameful, or disgraceful due to her body's instincts, and while she could still mobilize the spiritual power within her body, Han Lu stopped arguing with Chai Tianjiao and silently pushed the "True Phoenix Manual" to its limit, intending to get ahead of Mo Zhehan and show the splendor of the True Spirit to tens of thousands of onlookers on the stage of the East-West Friendship Tournament.

Han Lu was certain that as long as she transformed into a true spirit, with the poison resistance and powerful body of a true spirit, all the problems caused by the toxins would be easily solved.

Even if it doesn't, but only slightly alleviates the situation, transforming into a phoenix would prevent her from continuing in such an awkward human form.

Multicolored light emanated from Han Lu's body, enveloping her completely and obscuring her figure.

Upon seeing this scene, the first to react was Mo Zhehan, who was watching the game from the rest room.

Next up were Chai Tianjiao and many other elite disciples of the Jitian Palace who had fought Mo Zhehan several times and witnessed him transform into the true form of the Candle Dragon.

Finally, when the light faded, a phoenix with white plumage, multicolored tail feathers, and a flowing red feather on its head appeared on the arena where Han Lu had just been. Only then did the cultivators on the viewing platform and the ordinary disciples of the Extreme Heaven Palace in the stands realize what had happened under the dazzling multicolored light.

"What? Han Lu is also a true spirit? And a phoenix at that!"