45: Chapter 45 The Iceberg Goddess! The Ruthless Path! The Jade Maiden Transforms…

Having made all preparations, Zhou Liangan circulated the Spiritual Qi around his body with increasing fluidity, quietly building momentum with his Hunyuan Technique, waiting only for the perfect moment to strike.

Just then, a scent as crisp and cool as cold plum blossoms covered in snow quietly drifted into his nostrils.

It was the scent of Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing!

His heart stirred, and a sharp glint flashed in Zhou Liangan's eyes. His figure suddenly transformed into a blur, Spiritual Qi erupted beneath his feet, and he shot off like an arrow released from a bow, rushing rapidly toward the direction from which the scent originated.

Zhou Liangan knew that Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing Cultivated the Bingxin Art.

The Bingxin Art is a branch Cultivation Technique of the Ruthless Dao.

Female cultivators of the Ruthless Dao are highly sought after!

Maidens turn into lustful women!

This is the beloved of flower-picking thieves... no... gentlemen!

As he sped along, a sultry scene already appeared in Zhou Liangan's mind.

That peerless goddess, who was usually cold, aloof, and seemed carved from an iceberg, would shed her icy, murderous Aura and cast off the shackles of the Ruthless Dao. She would become flushed and alluring, her eyes swirling with charm, her figure soft and seductive to the bone, with not a trace of her former cold, hard aloofness left.

At the thought of this, a playful smile couldn't help but curl at the corners of his mouth, and his speed increased a fraction.

Meeting meant attacking; there was not a single word of wasted talk between the two.

Just as Zhou Liangan reached the range of visibility, he heard a sharp "whoosh" of air being pierced as something came straight at him. The sound carried an unimaginably terrifying, surging chill that struck directly at his face. Looking closely, he saw several ice cones as thick as an arm.

The ice cones were condensed with thick white cold mist, and wherever they passed, even the air was frozen, emitting a sizzling sound. They carried an earth-shattering Aura as they ruthlessly bombarded his face.

In his haste, Zhou Liangan dared not be careless in the slightest. His figure suddenly retreated rapidly, his feet stomping several deep footprints into the ground.

At the same time, the Hunyuan Technique within his body operated frantically. Thick Spiritual Qi surged from his Dantian, condensing layer upon layer before him into pale golden Spiritual Qi barriers, blocking his front like a sturdy fortress.

The next second, the ice cones slammed into the Spiritual Qi barriers. A harsh clashing sound exploded, the golden barriers trembled violently, rippling in circles, and those bone-chilling ice cones shattered inch by inch under the obstruction of the barriers, turning into ice shards that scattered across the sky.

At the same time, those Spiritual Qi barriers also gradually dissolved under the majestic cold and impact force contained in the ice cones; the two had fought to a draw.

Before Zhou Liangan could catch his breath, Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing opposite him had already moved.

She was surrounded by thick, white, icy Qi, which made her figure appear even more cold and ethereal. A plain white tight-fitting outfit outlined her full, exquisite, and hot body. It was clear her temperament was as cold as ice, yet she possessed such a provocative figure, creating a stark contrast.

Her figure flickered, and she attacked Zhou Liangan again like a ghost. Her palm wind whistled, each Move carrying a bone-piercing chill, every strike ruthless and aiming directly at his vitals.

Zhou Liangan dared not take it head-on. He withdrew rapidly for several zhang, and after stabilizing his figure, he pushed the Hunyuan Technique in his body to the limit, pouring all his Spiritual Qi into his limbs and bones.

Immediately after, he suddenly unleashed the starting Move of the Baji Fist. Clenching his fists, his Aura suddenly changed, and a fierce, domineering fist wind swept out.

Instead of retreating, he Advanced, fiercely clashing his fist against the palm Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing had struck out.

Bang!

The instant fist and palm collided, a dull, loud noise caused the surrounding ground to crack with fine lines, and a powerful wave of Qi spread out in all directions, kicking up dust all over the ground.

Taking advantage of the moment their fist and palm connected, Zhou Liangan quietly moved his fingertips.

He scattered the hehuan powder.

This thing was an Advanced item he had specifically sought out. It was colorless and odorless, instantly blending into the air and becoming invisible. Even a top expert like Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing, who was in the Tongmai Realm, could not detect anything unusual at all.

The wave of Qi dissipated, and both retreated three steps. Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's pupils slightly constricted, and a hint of surprise appeared in her cold, beautiful eyes.

Her gaze was fixed tightly on Zhou Liangan's fist, and her voice carried a hint of icy certainty, "Baji Fist! Your Baji Fist actually already contains a trace of Dao Rhyme! How is that possible?"

Zhou Liangan stood steadily and rubbed his slightly numb fist. His gaze frivolously swept over Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's exquisite, beautiful face. Her skin was as delicate as fine mutton-fat jade, her eyebrows and eyes painted like a picture, her nose high, her lip line clear. It was clearly a peerless face capable of captivating all living beings, yet it was covered in an unmelting layer of ice.

A playful smile was on his face, "Not bad, you actually have some discernment."

"It really is exactly as I guessed!" Hearing this, Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed. She stared fixedly at Zhou Liangan, cold light flashing in her eyes, "Who exactly are you?"

Upon hearing this, the smile at the corners of Zhou Liangan's mouth became even more wicked. His gaze unreservedly swept over Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's full, exquisite body. Her hot curves were outlined vividly by the tight-fitting outfit, her waist slender, her hips perky, her posture graceful, making his heart stir slightly, "Who am I? From now on, I am your master."

"You're courting death!"

These two words were spat out from Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's mouth, carrying a bone-chilling cold. The icy Qi around her body instantly surged, and the cold light in her beautiful eyes was almost about to condense into substance.

She lightly waved her slender, white hand, and her palm was instantly covered by a layer of rich blue ice crystals. Cold Qi flowed over the ice crystals, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

In this world today, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is extremely scarce. Every bit of Spiritual Qi is precious; one must be meticulous when Cultivating or attacking, daring not to waste even a little.

This was also the reason why Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing, despite being good at long-range ice-type attacks, chose to abandon her advantage and engage Zhou Liangan in close-quarters combat.

Long-range attacks consume too much Spiritual Qi. Although close-quarters entanglement is dangerous, it can save the most Spiritual Qi, allowing one to deal with an opponent in the most efficient way.

Before her words had even faded, Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's figure had already rushed toward Zhou Liangan again. Her palm, covered in blue ice crystals, carried a biting chill, and every strike was ruthless. Wherever the palm wind passed, the ground was frozen into a thick layer of solid ice.

But just as her figure approached, and she saw Zhou Liangan's face with that wicked smile, a strange heat inexplicably surged in her heart. That heat came suddenly, spreading through her limbs and bones, causing her originally icy body to feel a trace of itchiness.

Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing was startled in her heart, thinking it was bad. She hurriedly forced the Bingxin Art within her body to operate. Threads of icy Spiritual Qi flowed along her Meridians, desperately suppressing that sudden desire. A layer of frost covered her face again, forcing that trace of strangeness down.

Zhou Liangan took in the strangeness that flashed in Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's eyes. He pondered inwardly, but on the surface, he remained calm. He continued to circulate Spiritual Qi to condense into a barrier around his body. Copying Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's method, he wrapped his thick Spiritual Qi around his fists and unleashed the Baji Fist again. The fierce fist wind, carrying the heaviness of Spiritual Qi, clashed with Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's ice palm once more.

With the Heaven Rank Martial Skill Baji Fist as a boost, combined with the Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique Hunyuan Technique as a foundation, even if Zhou Liangan's Cultivation was slightly inferior, he could still handle Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing, who was in the Yinling Realm, with ease.

The two were entangled in battle. The sounds of fists and palms colliding rose one after another. Icy and fierce Auras intertwined and collided, fighting to a standstill.

During the entanglement, the heat in Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's heart became increasingly intense, as if a ball of fire was burning fiercely in the depths of her heart. The more she looked at Zhou Liangan's wicked, handsome face, the more fiercely that fire burned, even making her develop an urge to lean in and kiss those thin lips.

Such a thought horrified Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing. She gritted her teeth and desperately operated the Bingxin Art, with icy Spiritual Qi flowing rapidly through her Meridians.

But even so, that uncontrollable desire still grew wildly like weeds, simply impossible to suppress.

Something is wrong!

There is definitely a problem!

Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing suddenly woke up in her heart. How intelligent she was; she instantly reacted.

She must have been hit by a trick! It was when they were entangled just now that Zhou Liangan had played a trick on her!

This bastard!

At this thought, the murderous intent in Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's heart surged. She knew she could not delay any longer. If she allowed this strange medicinal effect to continue spreading, the consequences would be unimaginable. At that time, her many years of hard-earned Ruthless Dao would be destroyed, and she would even become a plaything for this bastard in front of her.

She secretly made up her mind, and her Moves instantly became increasingly fierce and ruthless. Every Move and every style poured out her entire body's Spiritual Qi, aiming directly at Zhou Liangan's fatal points, wishing she could tear this despicable villain in front of her into ten thousand pieces on the spot.

On the other side, Zhou Liangan continued to operate his Spiritual Qi for protection, blocking Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's fierce attacks one by one. Occasionally, when he counterattacked, it was just enough to make his point, always maintaining an effortless posture.

He was somewhat puzzled in his heart. Logically, the medicinal effect of this Advanced hehuan powder was domineering, and even a Meridian Opening Realm expert should have fallen for it quickly. But the Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing in front of him not only hadn't succumbed, but her offensive was becoming increasingly fierce, with a never-ending stance, as if she wanted to swallow him alive.

Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow, muttering to himself: Could it be that this hehuan powder has lost its effect?

Or is the dosage not enough?

Why hasn't it taken effect after so long?

Just as he was puzzled, his gaze inadvertently swept over Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's face. He saw that on her usually cold-as-ice, fair and delicate pretty face, a faint rosy glow had quietly crept up. That rosy glow spread from the sides of her cheeks, like smeared rouge, diluting her cold temperament a bit and adding a touch of indescribable charm.

In her originally cold eyes, there was also a bit more mistiness and confusion. Even though Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing was still pretending to be cold, the spring desire in her eyes could no longer be hidden.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Zhou Liangan's mouth instantly curled into a playful arc, and he understood in his heart.

So that was it. It was because the Ruthless Dao Bingxin Art that this woman Cultivated was too domineering, having a very strong suppressive effect on the medicinal potency of this hehuan powder. No wonder she was able to hold on until now, but it looked like this medicinal effect was finally about to become impossible to suppress.

Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing keenly sensed the knowing, wicked smile at the corners of Zhou Liangan's mouth. The last trace of doubt in her heart vanished, and the murderous intent in her eyes instantly climbed to its peak, almost wanting to devour him. She gritted her teeth and roared: "It really was you who played a trick!"

Zhou Liangan's mouth curled upward, his smile becoming even more playful. His gaze lingered unscrupulously on Martial Aunt Feng Nanqing's flushed pretty face, and then swept over her exquisite figure, which was rising and falling slightly due to her rapid breathing...