116: Chapter 116 Little Dragon Girl's Unique Method! Who is the Biggest Mastermind Behind It All?

"Husband... please..."

Ao Tingxin squeezed her eyes shut, her eyelashes trembling, her porcelain doll-like face flushed with red.

Her voice carried a hint of resolve, as if she were about to march to the execution ground, yet it also held an indescribable sense of anticipation.

"Not...?"

Su Feng held up his hands, feeling as if his brain couldn't quite process this.

What kind of strange request is this?

I am a dignified Soul Transformation expert!

He reached out to touch Ao Tingxin's burning forehead, asking suspiciously, "Are you running a fever? Did it burn your brain?"

"I am a Cultivator, how could I have a fever?!"

Ao Tingxin grew anxious, grabbed Su Feng's hand, and pressed it against her own face.

Su Feng was now certain she was serious.

It's just that he had never heard of such a request in his entire life.

Looking at that flawless face, which seemed as though it would shatter at the slightest touch, Su Feng couldn't bring himself to do it no matter what.

Back then, when they fought, she was in Dragon form, thick-skinned, and that girl was too arrogant, so Su Feng taught her a lesson.

How could it still be...

Seeing no response for a long time, Ao Tingxin opened her misty eyes, filled with longing and anxiety:

"Didn't you say you would grant me one request?"

"And you said it, you would never go back on your word!"

"Hurry up!"

Urged like this, Su Feng steeled his heart and went for it.

A sound echoed in the room.

"Are you okay?!" Su Feng hurriedly stepped forward to check, immediately feeling a bit of regret in his heart.

However.

Ao Tingxin acted as if nothing had happened, holding Su Feng's right hand.

"..."

Su Feng's mouth twitched: "Are you sure you don't have some special fetish?"

"No!"

Seeing Su Feng's misunderstanding, Ao Tingxin was so anxious that tears were about to fall, and she hurriedly explained.

"Doing this can make my Bloodline Power more pure."

"You don't need to have any psychological burden; this is cultivation! It's special training!"

Su Feng wore an expression that said, "I haven't read much, don't lie to me."

"It's true!" Ao Tingxin looked very serious.

"There is such a thing??" Su Feng's horizons were broadened.

Can the Pure Yang Sacred Body be used like this? Physical Body tempering?

"Are you sure this isn't an excuse for your own special orientation??" Su Feng muttered in his heart, but seeing Ao Tingxin's serious expression, he could only sigh.

"Fine, for the sake of you becoming stronger... I'll play the villain."

Several days later...

Su Feng rubbed his slightly numb palm and walked out of Ao Tingxin's room, feeling refreshed.

Although the process was a bit strange, Su Feng had to admit it was indeed very stress-relieving.

The anxiety he originally felt due to the pressure from the Upper Realm had eased significantly.

"Hoo..."

Su Feng let out a long breath, his expression instantly turning cold.

"The gentle village is the hero's grave. Now that the enjoyment is over, it's time to get down to business."

With a thought, his consciousness instantly connected to his Clone far away in the Central Continent.

At this moment, the Central Continent was rife with undercurrents.

Although the major core Families and Sects had formed an Alliance, they were already precarious under the sugar-coated bullets and sowing of discord from the Sword Pavilion and Jade Pool Palace, and they could collapse at any moment.

"This won't do."

Su Feng sneered:

"If I let them disintegrate so smoothly, how can I continue to perform this play?"

"Since the conflict isn't deep enough, I'll help you all... add some fuel to the fire!"

Sword Pavilion branch — Qingfeng City.

This was an important stronghold directly under the Sword Pavilion, stationed with an Early Stage Soul Transformation Elder and hundreds of elite Disciples.

Late at night.

A ghost-like figure in white descended silently.

Without any nonsense, nor any holding back.

The god slaying sword was held horizontally in front of him, and he swung it violently.

"Boom!!"

The terrifying Sword Qi, like divine punishment, instantly tore apart the entire defensive array of Qingfeng City!

Immediately following was a one-sided slaughter.

The stationed Soul Transformation Elder had just rushed out when Su Feng decapitated him with one sword strike; not even his Nascent Soul escaped!

In just half an hour.

This branch, symbolizing the majesty of the Sword Pavilion, completely turned into a ruin of dead silence.

Before leaving.

Su Feng used Sword Qi to carve a shocking line of large characters on the ruins:

"The Sword Pavilion uses the flesh and blood of all living beings to nourish the tree! If you do not resist, take this city as an example! — Central Continent Alliance!"

After finishing all this, Su Feng brushed his clothes and left, his glory hidden deep.

The next day, the news spread, and the world was in an uproar!

The first reaction of the Sword Pavilion and Jade Pool Palace was — this was done by those few stubborn Families! This is blatant provocation!

And those Families and Sects that were originally wavering, seeing that line of text and the miserable state of the city, had their fear instantly turn into despair and anger:

"The Sword Pavilion is putting on a show for us! This is blatant framing! They are going to go to war with us!!"

"It's death either way! Might as well fight them to the end!"

Once the chain of suspicion was formed, trust collapsed instantly.

The chaotic battle broke out without any warning.

The originally prosperous Central Continent became a meat grinder overnight.

Wars between Cultivators often meant death with no chance of survival; every day Sects were destroyed, and every moment Prodigies fell.

Sword Pavilion Forbidden Ground, under the god transformation fruit tree.

The originally sacred immortal blessed land was now filled with a rich stench of blood.

The god transformation fruit tree was continuously absorbing the flesh and blood of Cultivators.

Beneath the tree, two figures with terrifying auras stood opposite each other.

Sword Pavilion Master Qiao Bei and Jade Pool Palace Master Qin Ying.

"Damn it!"

Qiao Bei looked at the battle report in his hand, his face so gloomy water could drip from it:

"My plan was originally flawless! By using the art of division, I could have dismantled the Alliance without bloodshed in at most half a year, turning them into pigs and sheep kept in captivity!"

"I didn't expect... someone to be playing tricks in the dark!"

He didn't know who had acted so quickly and ruthlessly!

Not only did they expose the secret of the god transformation fruit tree, but they also used such extreme means to directly push both sides into an irreconcilable opposition!

This move directly disrupted all his arrangements!

"Enough, stop complaining."

Qin Ying on the side didn't care at all; he wore a gorgeous Phoenix robe, his expression cold as ice:

"You calculate too much every day, hesitating and looking back."

"Since the mask is ripped off, then kill! With the foundations of our two forces, solving those so-called Alliances is just a matter of time!"

"Kill?"

Qiao Bei pointed at the fruit tree with a pained expression:

"Killing is easy! But this is the loss of the growth progress of the god transformation fruit tree!"

"On the battlefield, Divine Souls are annihilated and Physical Bodies turn to mud; that is the greatest waste! It cannot be used as fertilizer at all!"

"With so many Cultivators dying every day, these are all my resources for Ascension! What a waste!"

"What's the rush!"

Qin Ying said lightly: "Solving them will take at most half a year. The remaining time is enough for us to catch survivors to fill the hole."

Qiao Bei sighed, and could only accept it.

But there was always a thorn in his heart.

"Compared to these mobs... what puzzles me the most now is, why did those batches of Soul Transformation Cultivators I sent to the border of the Central Continent all disappear?"

Qiao Bei's gaze was sinister as he looked toward the distant border direction:

"Even their life tablets are shattered completely, without sending back any news."

"What exactly... happened at that border?"

He vaguely felt that a pair of invisible hands were weaving a net against them in the dark.

Qiao Bei couldn't figure out, in this prosperous Central Continent, who else had the courage to oppose the Sword Pavilion?

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