Let's make a deal, Mr. Zhou.

Upon hearing this, the Master of the Holy Hall thought it made sense.

Both were in the Half-Immortal Realm; he wasn't someone to be trifled with either.

Thinking this way.

The Master of the Holy Hall perked up.

Seeing the giant hand descending from the sky.

The Master of the Holy Hall also struck out with a palm.

In an instant, a similar giant hand was thrust forward.

The two giant hands collided.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the giant hands made of true yuan and spiritual energy from both sides shattered simultaneously.

The Fairy's body tumbled in the air before she stabilized her stance.

As for the Master of the Holy Hall.

His body skidded across the ground, dragging a torrent of dirt as he was pushed into the distance.

The Fairy was enraged.

"How bold! A mere commoner dares to strike at me? Since you seek death, this immortal shall grant it!"

With that, the Fairy used an immortal art once again.

This time, she still struck out with a giant palm print.

But this giant palm print was completely different.

Because this palm print was covered in strange runes.

Furthermore, the palm print was entirely golden, like a golden chalice!

The pressure emanating from beneath that palm was even more shocking.

Zhou Ziming's eyes widened.

For he knew that this woman actually didn't have a very high status in the Central Continent.

At the very least, she couldn't compare to the Palace Mistress of Cold Moon Palace.

Yet her move felt even more powerful than those of the Palace Mistress of Cold Moon Palace.

"Holy crap, how much was that woman holding back back then?"

Zhou Ziming was dumbfounded.

Buzz...

Right then.

The Master of the Holy Hall directly released his ten-thousand-zhang Dharma Idol.

At the same time.

The Master of the Holy Hall also threw a punch.

That punch from the Dharma Idol was also surrounded by mysterious runes.

However, compared to the Fairy's runes, his were very dim.

"Bang!"

Fist and palm collided.

The arm of the Master of the Holy Hall's Dharma Idol shattered instantly.

His entire Dharma Idol also tilted backward.

The Fairy snorted coldly.

"Overestimating yourself!"

"I originally wanted to give you a chance, but since you're so ungrateful, then die!"

The Master of the Holy Hall's Dharma Idol dissipated, and his body fell from the sky.

Buzz...

Just at this moment.

The Fairy pointed a finger again, piercing through the clouds and crushing down toward the Master of the Holy Hall.

The Master of the Holy Hall couldn't take it anymore.

"Zhou Ziming, you bastard, do you really want to watch me die?"

Buzz...

Right then.

Zhou Ziming's Dharma Idol also fully expanded.

A ninety-thousand-zhang Dharma Idol, like a giant standing between heaven and earth.

"Bang!"

Zhou Ziming's Dharma Idol also extended a finger.

That finger met the Fairy's finger.

"Bang... Pfft!"

The finger condensed by the Fairy shattered instantly.

But Zhou Ziming's finger print didn't stop; it continued forward relentlessly.

Finally, it slammed into the Fairy.

The Fairy's body created rings of friction in the air as she was sent flying.

Finally, she crashed into the distant sea, sending up a massive spray of water.

"Boom!"

The Fairy was also enraged.

She also manifested a ninety-thousand-zhang Dharma Idol, staring down Zhou Ziming's Dharma Idol.

"I underestimated you, an ant at the Early Stage of the Dao Integration Realm, but since you defy me, you shall die as well!"

The woman now held an ice-blue bead in her hand.

Immortal power condensed within it.

Countless flood dragons instantly surged out from the bead.

These flood dragons all charged toward Zhou Ziming.

Zhou Ziming remained calm and unhurried.

The thousand illusions silk erupted into threads, crisscrossing and freezing those flood dragons in mid-air.

Not only that.

The threads of the thousand illusions silk began to condense, eventually forming an ice-blue bead as well.

In an instant, that bead also spat out countless flood dragons carrying a chilling aura, charging straight at the Fairy.

The Fairy was dumbfounded.

"The thousand blade silk of the Cold Moon Palace's Vice Palace Mistress? No, it's not quite the same as the thousand blade silk!"

There was no time to think.

The woman activated the ice-blue bead again, releasing more flood dragons.

Following that, the flood dragons from both sides collided and tore at each other.

The clouds in the sky were scattered.

Waves of aftershocks spread across the entire Northern Continent.

Whoosh, whoosh...

The thousand illusions silk went on a rampage again.

The threads made a series of whistling sounds as they tore through the air.

These threads pierced through the Fairy almost instantly.

Then the threads suddenly contracted again.

The Fairy's Dharma Idol shattered instantly.

And the Fairy's true body was shredded into countless pieces in an instant.

But... Zhou Ziming was dumbfounded.

"I didn't command you to do that just now! Holy crap, why are you even more bloodthirsty than I am?"

Zhou Ziming looked at the silver ring in his hand, somewhat speechless.

But why did it have its own consciousness?

Did it have an artifact spirit?

If so, and he'd been playing with it like a doll before... In an instant, Zhou Ziming's face began to turn red.

If that was true, this was way too socially embarrassing.

Seeing the Fairy dealt with, Little Calf quickly rode the Qilin over.

"Damn, you were way too ruthless!"

Zhou Ziming felt helpless.

"I didn't kill her, it did!"

Zhou Ziming tapped the bracelet.

"This thing has its own consciousness!"

Little Calf shook its head.

"No, this Magic Treasure has an active master-protection ability. It must have sensed danger and triggered its automatic protection function!"

Zhou Ziming was shocked.

"This thing is so intelligent!"

Little Calf nodded.

"You should keep it well. This treasure is truly good, and its potential is great; maybe one day it can become an Acquired Supreme Treasure!"

Zhou Ziming instantly valued the thousand illusions silk a bit more.

"Good stuff. Then in the future, I'll have to find more Materials to upgrade you!"

Seeing that Zhou Ziming believed it.

Little Calf couldn't help but chuckle secretly.

Meanwhile, the artifact spirit of the thousand illusions silk cupped its hands toward Little Calf.

Little Calf raised a hoof and waved it!

Meaning it was no big deal.

But Zhou Ziming was somewhat helpless.

"Now that she's dead, who's going to take their Saint's green-haired dad to mine?"

Little Calf: "..."

Just then.

Zhou Ziming suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Because a voice suddenly rang out in Zhou Ziming's ear.

"Are you interested in making a deal, Master Zhou...?"

The voice was so sultry.

It made Zhou Ziming shudder involuntarily.

"Holy mother of..., are you always this elusive?"

Zhou Ziming couldn't help but look at the very distinctive woman—Hundred Knowledge Scholar, with a small fan tucked in her hair and fox-eye makeup on her charming face.

Hundred Knowledge Scholar was sitting on a cloud, legs crossed, her jade-like feet bare.

In her hand, she held a long tobacco pipe.

"Master Zhou, I can resurrect this person and wipe her memories of you!"

Zhou Ziming fell into thought.

Why did he have a feeling that every time he needed something he couldn't do himself, the Hundred Knowledge Scholar would appear?

Hundred Knowledge Scholar chuckled.

"What are you thinking, Master Zhou? I'm a businesswoman. I know exactly who in this world needs a deal. So, my timely appearance isn't just to flatter you; I'm doing business!"

Zhou Ziming nodded.

"Alright, so, what's the price?"

Hundred Knowledge Scholar smiled.

"Master Zhou is so straightforward. I need a Medicinal Pill. Here are the Pill Formula and the herbs!"

As she spoke, Hundred Knowledge Scholar handed over a box.

"It doesn't matter if you succeed or not; I'm just trying my luck!"

Zhou Ziming nodded.