75: Chapter 75 The Storm Ends

"How dare you, brat!"

The Black-robed Man finally reacted, trembling with rage.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that the dead end he was so proud of would be forcibly ripped open by Lin Ye with such shameless tactics.

The pillar's array had been contaminated by Yang blood, instantly reducing the blood essence being delivered to the blood pool by more than half.

The phantom image of the Ghost Mother that was nearly fully formed in midair let out a furious roar, its condensation speed heavily compromised.

"Do it!"

Lin Ye pulled the peach wood sword from the ground. Without a single word of nonsense, his figure transformed into an arrow leaving the bowstring, shooting straight for the black lotus at the center of the blood pool.

"Kill them!"

The Black-robed Man roared fiercely.

Forming hand seals, he forcibly manipulated the not-yet-fully-condensed Ghost Mother phantom.

Swinging three thick, dark-red arms, the Ghost Mother whipped up a storm of blood rain, like three collapsing heavenly pillars smashing down toward Lin Ye from three different directions.

The air was compressed by this terrifying force, producing a sharp sonic boom.

Facing the destructive attack coming down from above...

Lin Ye didn't even cast a glance; his Nine Purple Gang Steps beneath his feet did not pause for a second.

A beautiful black silhouette soared into the sky ahead of him.

Leng Yue tapped her toes against the ground, her posture graceful yet carrying a violent momentum like Mount Tai crushing down.

Without drawing any weapons, she charged straight at the Ghost Mother's three giant falling arms, blasting her slender right fist upward.

"Get back."

Accompanied by a cold, low shout.

A burst of blinding golden-red flames exploded violently from her petite fist.

The Red Lotus Karmic Fire expanded against the wind, turning into a massive lotus of flames that collided head-on with the three dark-red giant arms.

A deafening boom exploded above the karst cave.

The Ghost Mother let out a shrill, agonized scream.

The giant arms, powerful enough to crush an armored vehicle, were burned into three huge, charred holes the moment they touched the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

The flames surged backward along its arms, wildly devouring the endless resentment accumulated inside its body.

Leng Yue landed firmly on the ground, her long trench coat fluttering loudly in the shockwave.

She raised her stunning face, her deep red eyes firmly locking onto the Ghost Mother in midair, forcibly stalling this core monster of an S-rank disaster in the air.

In the center of the blood pool...

Seeing the Ghost Mother hindered, a ruthless glint flashed through the Black-robed Man's eyes.

He pulled out a bone whip from his waist that was pale white all over, crafted from a polished human spine.

The whip was covered in barbs, exuding a pungent corpse poison.

As he lashed the bone whip, the whip shadows turned into insidious white snakes, blocking off all of Lin Ye's paths forward.

"Little girl, you're up!" Lin Ye shouted loudly.

"Leave it to Frost Star!"

A petite blue figure quickly climbed along the cave's stone wall.

Like a nimble gecko, Frost Star bypassed the Black-robed Man's frontal defense in a few leaps and bounds, landing directly on the edge of the boiling blood pool.

The little girl held that faint blue bone knife with both hands.

The crimson in her right eye faded completely, replaced by a pair of eyes that were pure, icy blue to the absolute extreme.

The extreme cold corpse qi of the Nether Corpse King circulated wildly within her body.

"Nether Ice Prison, freeze!"

Frost Star let out a soft shout and stabbed the bone knife fiercely into the rock beneath her feet.

A terrifying cold current, far exceeding absolute zero, spread frantically toward the blood pool with the bone knife as the center.

On the surface of the boiling crimson blood water, a thick layer of deep blue ice rapidly condensed.

The ice layer made cracking noises as it advanced forward, freezing the entire twenty-meter-diameter blood pool completely in the blink of an eye.

The black lotus was frozen solid in the center of the ice layer, unable to absorb even a drop of blood water for nourishment anymore.

The array eye was sealed, and the array was broken!

"My Hundred Ghosts Array!" The Black-robed Man's eyes tore open in rage.

The bone whip he swung stalled for a fraction of a second in midair.

Lin Ye seized this fleeting flaw. His footwork shifted, his figure skimming past the afterimages of the bone whip to slip within less than a meter in front of the Black-robed Man.

"An evil array like this that defies all conscience is a menace if left standing."

Lin Ye held a [Taiyi Heavenly Thunder Talisman] between the index and middle fingers of his left hand.

Without holding back in the slightest, he poured almost all the remaining Pure Yang True Qi in his body into the talisman.

The talisman paper exploded with a dazzling blue and white electric glare.

Lin Ye struck out with his palm, pressing the thunder talisman firmly onto the Black-robed Man's chest.

"Taiyi bestows the mandate; thunder and fire purge evil. Explode!"

The Black-robed Man let out a desperate scream.

He tried to retreat, but the speed of the thunderous explosion far exceeded his reaction.

A blinding pillar of thunder exploded with a deafening crash in the center of the cave.

There was no scene of flying flesh and blood.

Under the extreme heat and Pure Yang purification of the Taiyi Heavenly Thunder...

The Black-robed Man's body, along with the Ghost Golden Sheep Mask on his face, was instantly burned into a pile of white ashes that scattered with the wind.

Deprived of its master's control, the Ghost Mother phantom in midair—already battered from the Red Lotus Karmic Fire—uttered a wail of unwillingness and completely collapsed into a sky full of black mist.

The battle came to an end.

The cave returned to dead silence, with only the heavy panting of the wealthy businessmen tied to the stone pillars echoing around.

Lin Ye knelt on one knee, using the lightning-struck peach wood sword to support his teetering body.

Continuously unleashing the Sun-Gathering Lion's Roar and the Taiyi Heavenly Thunder Talisman had thoroughly drained his internal Pure Yang essence.

A prickling dizziness reverberated from deep within his brain, and muscles all over his body twitched slightly out of control.

A chorus of chaotic footsteps came from outside the steel gate.

Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan charged into the cave with a team of Ninth Bureau agents.

Looking at the completely frozen blood pool and the Jiangzhou dignitaries on the stone pillars who were weak but alive, the iron-blooded female captain's eyes were filled with unbelievable shock.

She knew they were strong, but an S-rank disaster...

...was completely quelled by just these three people in less than ten minutes.

"Mr. Lin, you..." Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan stepped forward quickly.

"Have them... settle the remaining payment and transfer it directly to my account."

Lin Ye endured the dizziness and instructed intermittently.

"As for the remaining cleanup, leave it to The Ninth Bureau."

As soon as the words left his mouth, his eyes went dark, and he pitched forward.

The cold, hard ground he anticipated did not come.

A soft, delicate body exuding the chilly fragrance of red spider lilies caught him steadily.

Leng Yue wrapped her arms around Lin Ye's armpits, supporting most of his body weight in her arms.

Lin Ye's profile pressed tightly against Leng Yue's neck.

He could clearly feel the delicate, smooth texture of Leng Yue's skin.

Although her body temperature was still on the lower side, it carried a soothing power capable of smoothing away all pain.

Lin Ye's warm breath sprayed across Leng Yue's collarbone.

Sweat soaked his tactical fatigues, transmitting the scalding lingering warmth of Pure Yang to Leng Yue through the fabric.

Leng Yue lowered her head slightly, her silver hair cascading over Lin Ye's cheek.

Unbothered by the gazes of the surrounding Ninth Bureau agents, her deep red eyes were full of unreserved heartbreak and tenderness.

She extended her delicate fingers, wiping away the cold sweat on Lin Ye's forehead with extreme gentleness, her fingertips softly massaging between his furrowed brows.

"Husband, you're pushing yourself too hard."

Leng Yue's voice was kept extremely low, laced with a soul-stirring softness and gentle reproach.

She tightened her arms slightly, bringing Lin Ye's chest even closer against her body.

A continuous, gentle stream of Hanba Yin Qi flowed along their embracing bodies, passing bit by bit into Lin Ye's dried and cracked meridians.

This feeling of receiving Yin Qi nurturance under extreme exhaustion caused all of Lin Ye's pores to open up...

...That tingling, thick comfort surged from his spine all the way up to his cerebral cortex.

Resting in Leng Yue's arms, he greedily absorbed that cold fragrance and vitality.

Frost Star ran over holding her small bone knife.

Seeing Lin Ye's weakened state, the little girl's eyes turned red with heartache.

Instead of acting jealous or competing for affection as usual, she obediently hugged one of Lin Ye's arms, pressing her cheek against it and using her cool body temperature to physically cool him down.

Standing two steps away, Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan looked at the bizarre scene before silently turning around to direct the agents in rescuing the wealthy businessmen on the stone pillars.

...

At noon the next day...

Sunlight streamed through the glass window on the second floor of the Funeral Shop, spilling onto the three-meter-wide super-king bed.

Lin Ye woke up amid a comfortable ache and softness.

The Pure Yang Qi and blood in his body had mostly recovered.

Opening his eyes, the first thing that caught his view was Leng Yue's stunning face right before him.

She was lying on her side by the pillow, her eyes softly closed.

Her dark black silk slip nightgown was slightly messy from sleep, with a strap having slipped down mostly, revealing her rounded, pearly-white shoulder.

The corner of the blanket barely covered her waist, while her long, slender, jade-like leg rested lazily across Lin Ye's abdomen.

As their breaths intertwined, the familiar, sweet, chilly fragrance of red spider lily lingered at the tip of his nose.

Lin Ye didn't move, quietly appreciating this rare, breathtaking beauty.

After last night's battle, the Yinshan Sect's core stronghold in Jiangzhou had been rooted out entirely.

The "life-buying money" from those dozens of wealthy businessmen would be enough to cause Lin Ye's bank account to skyrocket exponentially.

The chaotic era of the Dharma-Ending Age was just raising its curtain, and with these two zombie wives by his side...

...Lin Ye walked this path with full confidence.

Lin Ye reached out and gently pinched Leng Yue's fallen shoulder strap, wanting to pull it up for her.

The moment his fingertips touched her cool, delicate skin...

Leng Yue's deep red eyes slowly opened. In her fluttering gaze was a touch of laziness from having just awoken, paired with an enticing charm.

Instead of letting Lin Ye pull up her strap, she extended her jade arm, wrapping it around the back of Lin Ye's neck and pulling him toward herself.

Her red lips parted slightly, her breath exhaling like orchids.

"Husband, it's still early. Rest a little longer."