Chapter 111 Demonic Energy
Suddenly, a few whooshing sounds came, and a dense barrage of ice spikes came hurtling towards them.
Upon seeing this, Ye Luo activated the magic array on the Xuanji Fan, instantly raising a golden shield that blocked all the ranged attacks from those magic arrays.
"Huh?" Just as they flew over an area, another barrage of fireballs came hurtling towards them...
"Is this never going to end?"
Ye Luo manipulated the Xuanji Fan to quickly escape, glancing sideways at the attackers. They were mostly disciples from small sects and some cultivation families. He guessed they didn't dare to fight head-on and could only resort to sneak attacks to gain kill points.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Luo activated the stealth mode of the Mysterious Fan, instantly making them disappear from everyone's sight.
"Junior Brother Ye, your flying fan is pretty good! It can even make you invisible, hahaha!"
"That's right, I've been researching it for a long time. It's my secret weapon for escaping, hahaha!"
"How did you make this thing?"
"This fan was modified by my fourth senior brother and me. We just need to set up various formations on the fan surface to switch between them. However, these formations are only at the primary level, so they are not very useful now."
"Formation?"
Xiao Huan looked at him with astonishment. If he didn't have some skills, he probably wouldn't have been able to come up with these novel things.
"You really only have a rudimentary understanding of formations?"
"Yes, I've only studied the basics. I'd like to find a master to formally learn from."
Xiao Huan, his face covered in sweat, laughed and said, "Uh...you really went all out."
"Hehe, it's alright, it's alright."
Ye Luo recalled the days in the cave. Although Jun Yi taught him a lot, he could not concentrate on his studies whenever Jun Yi was by his side, and the teaching would suddenly change its meaning.
"Hiss..."
During the movement, Ye Luo pulled on his burning, throbbing inner thigh, and a blush suddenly rose on his cheeks. The teeth marks there still seemed to be swollen, making him unconsciously recall the pleasure of that morning...
"Hmph, that old lecher!"
He does have a celibate face, but whenever the mood strikes, he transforms into a lustful devil, wanting to torment him regardless of the place or occasion...
"You bastard, you bastard, I won't let you bully me like this forever! I'm going to fight back!"
Xiao Huan, who was standing to the side, was startled and asked, "Counterattack what? What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing! I just want to eat braised dragon meat!" Ye Luo said through gritted teeth.
Xiao Huan: "???"
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At this moment, by the water's edge, Feng Yue was locked in a stalemate with Qing Yu. "What... what exactly do you want?"
"Hmph, what do you think?!"
Feng Yue knew that he was still holding a grudge about what happened last time, but he had not only saved him, but also lent him his robe... so why was he still so relentless!
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have saved you. I would have let you hang there forever!"
"Shut up!"
The thought of her previous humiliating state still lingered in Qingyu's heart, and she used the flying blade in her hand to attack him.
"You...you're being unreasonable!"
Feng Yue was also enraged at this moment. He summoned his black treasured sword and deflected the flying blade. "Then don't blame me for being impolite!"
He originally went to the bamboo forest to look for Cen Feng, but he didn't expect to run into this guy, who chased him deep into the reeds, wasting a lot of his time.
This competition is extremely important for Peach Blossom Valley, and they absolutely cannot afford to falter at this crucial moment.
Thinking of this, Feng Yue's dark eyes flashed with coldness, and he strode towards him, launching a fierce attack. The sharp blade light kept slashing down, and for a moment, Feng Yue was unable to defend himself.
He dodged and retreated continuously, gradually being forced to the water's edge. Suddenly, he shouted and a crystal lotus flew out, violently knocking away the approaching Feng Yue.
Feng Yue was shocked and steadied himself in mid-air before landing. He saw that the lotus flower protected him and that the lotus flower had taken out a white jade flute. He was in great distress and filled his sword with spiritual power, quickly slashing several sword beams at the protective barrier.
Unfortunately, this lotus-shaped magic weapon was exceptionally tough, and despite Feng Yue's repeated efforts, it showed no signs of damage.
Feng Yue glanced at him and, without further hesitation, turned to escape from Huan Yin's attack range. However, after taking only two steps, a strange flute sound rang out behind him.
He felt his consciousness blurring instantly, and, supporting himself with the precious sword in his hand, he knelt on one knee on the reeds, "What's going on..."
He remembered that the attack of this illusory sound still required some time to prepare. Could it be that his music skills had improved again?
Before Feng Yue could think any further, he was trapped in an illusion...
"Heh, you piece of trash!"
"Why don't you let me out? I'll definitely teach him a lesson for you, how about it?"
In a desolate wasteland, countless corpses littered the mountains and fields, and the sky, devoid of sunlight, was shrouded in black demonic energy.
A dark shadow wrapped around Feng Yue, chuckling incessantly in his ear.
Feng Yue's face was full of anger, "Don't even think about it!"
From the time he could remember, he knew that a demon was sealed within him, which would occasionally pull him into his dreams or appear directly in his sea of consciousness. It seemed that as the years went by, its power grew stronger.
"This is a crucial match. Don't you want to fight for Peach Blossom Valley?"
"If we manage to snatch Qingyu's jade slip, or even more jade slips from other people, then Peach Blossom Valley will firmly hold the top spot!"
"Come on, give me your body, and I'll do everything for you, making you the center of attention!"
Feng Yue stared at it for a moment with his dark eyes, then said with impatience and disgust, "No, it hurts."
Just thinking about the piercing stares from everyone made him feel extremely uncomfortable; he had no desire to be the center of attention!
"Useless thing, is that all you've got?!"
The shadowy figure became furious; it now wished it could kill him immediately.
"I wanted to teach you the Supreme Demonic Art, but you refused?! I even asked you to hand over your body, but you still wouldn't listen? I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to be sealed inside you!"
Do you think I want this?
Feng Yue's face immediately darkened with displeasure. "You talk as if nobody cares. I'll find a way to kill you sooner or later!"
"Hahaha, you think you can take that?"
Just then, a tear appeared in the illusion, and a white figure entered—it was Qing Yu, who thought victory was assured.
Feng Yue was greatly alarmed. If his secret were discovered, it would be endless trouble.
He darted behind a dead tree to hide, and urgently shouted to the shadowy figure that was following him, "Quick, get him out of here!"
I used to be afraid of being spied on by him, so I tried my best to avoid him. I never expected him to be so arrogant. He didn't listen to his master's warning and rashly entered someone else's illusion.
"Heh, why should I listen to you?"
The dark figure let out a cackling laugh, appearing completely unconcerned.
Feng Yue said sternly, "If you are discovered, the elders of the Immortal Alliance will absolutely not spare you! Do you want to be completely annihilated?"
The shadowy figure clicked his tongue in displeasure, glanced at Qing Yu who was curiously observing him from a distance, and let out a few wicked laughs. "Fine, whatever you say."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yue suddenly had a bad feeling. Just as he was about to warn it not to act recklessly, its illusory figure flashed by and touched Qing Yu's back in a few movements...
As Qingyu walked, she looked around. The place was not only gloomy but also deathly still, as if it were the Netherworld.
In the dreams woven by Huan Yin, most of them originated from inner demons. He never expected Feng Yue's illusions to be so terrifying.
Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly sensed danger and fear arose in his heart.
Just as he was about to exit the illusion, his soul was suddenly bound by a force, and then his vision was covered by a cloth.
"Who is it? Let me go!"
At this moment, Qingyu was bound by several streams of demonic energy. After several violent struggles, his hands were instead tightly hoisted up, causing him to let out a painful groan.
"Hehe, that's a really nice hum. Want to hear it a few more times?"
At this moment, Qingyu heard his taunting voice and angrily said, "Feng Yue, let me go!"
Feng Yue chuckled softly, his cold fingertips tracing his lips as he leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Give me a reason to let you go? Or try to convince me in another way?"
After speaking, she slid her fingers across his small Adam's apple, then slipped her cold fingers inside his clothes, startling Qing Yu so much that he trembled. Although he was a Divine Soul Body, his five senses were interconnected.
"You...you let me go!"
Feng Yue chuckled and bit his small earlobe. "I won't let go. Who told you to come here?"
At this moment, Feng Yue looked at the dark figure speechlessly. He never expected it to be so shameless, actually transforming into his voice and groping a man...
He instantly felt terrible.
Feng Yue gestured for it to stop playing, but it was too engrossed in the game to let the opportunity slip by.
With a ripping sound, Qing Yu's clothes were completely torn, revealing his delicate, porcelain-like skin. He seemed to be startled, his shoulders trembling involuntarily, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Feng Yue... what do you want to do?"
Upon seeing this, Feng Yue's dark pupils constricted slightly. He glared at the shadowy figure and angrily transmitted his voice, "You madman! What exactly do you want?!"
The shadowy figure floated in the air and chuckled, "I can let him out, but you have to do as I say and make me happy. Otherwise, the three of us will just keep stalemate like this. It's not like I'm participating in the competition."
"You—!" Feng Yue pondered for a moment and gritted his teeth, "What do you want?"
The shadowy figure let out a smug laugh. "First, kiss him."
"???"
Seeing the incredulous look on his face, the shadowy figure touched Qingyu's lips with his fingertips and continued, "Yes, you heard me right, kiss him!"
Feng Yue clenched his fists, his face full of resistance. "Are you sick?!"
"Hahaha! That's right, would I be here if I wasn't sick?"
Suddenly, the shadowy figure's unrestrained laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by a chilling aura of anger. "Kiss!"
Feng Yue suppressed his anger and had no choice but to step forward and gently touch Qing Yu's lips, transmitting his voice, "Is this alright now?"
"Such a perfunctory response, are you trying to fool someone?"
The dark figure, his face full of displeasure, floated in the air and became agitated, "I want to see your tongue tied in a bow? Did you understand, kid?"
You're kidding me!
Feng Yue was furious.
"If this doesn't work, let's do it again. Kiss for fifteen minutes straight without stopping!"
Feng Yue glared at it for a moment, then stepped forward and grabbed Qing Yu's smooth chin. After a struggle with his mind, he closed his eyes and kissed her...
At this moment, Qingyu was restrained by the shadowy figure. He could not move at all, nor could he make a sound. He could only let the man in front of him bully him. The cloth covering his eyes gradually became wet.
A quarter of an hour later, Feng Yue parted his lips and only then did he notice that Qing Yu's cheeks were wet with tears, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.
"Are you satisfied now?" Feng Yue angrily transmitted his voice.
"Hehe, barely."
Feng Yue looked at Qing Yu in front of him and said, "Let him go!"
"No, no, no, I never said that a kiss would make him leave!"
"What exactly do you want?!" At this moment, Feng Yue was truly enraged, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
"Hahahaha—! Are you angry?"
This was the first time the shadowy figure had seen him like this in all these years, so he became even more playful. He turned the hanging Qingyu around and laughed maniacally, "Leave a tooth mark on his back, and I promise I'll let him out immediately."
"You—!" Feng Yue gritted his teeth, looking at the smooth, beautiful back in front of him, and was actually a little reluctant to bite her. However, their bodies were still outside, and they couldn't delay any longer.
I hope you will keep your word!
"Hehe, of course," the shadowy figure chuckled mockingly.
When Feng Yue's fingertips touched his back, he could clearly feel him trembling. His dark eyes showed remorse, and he lowered his head and bit down hard, his sharp teeth digging deep into the flesh...
A moment later, Feng Yue looked up and saw Qing Yu sobbing silently. In a fit of anger, he interrupted the demonic energy binding him and swept him into his arms.
The shadowy figure met his dark, angry eyes, paused for a moment, then laughed heartily with satisfaction: "Hahaha, interesting, interesting. I'll let you go this time."
As soon as it finished speaking, a surge of demonic energy blew the two of them out of the illusion. When Feng Yue opened his eyes, he found that Ye Luo had been guarding him all along, while Qing Yu was lying on the ground, unable to get up.
"Fourth Senior Brother, are you alright?" Ye Luo asked with a worried expression.
"I...I'm fine..." Feng Yue said, then got up and walked towards Qing Yu. He saw that Qing Yu's eyes were closed and his face was pale, clearly indicating that he could no longer participate in the competition.
Feng Yue then found the jade slip on him, crushed it, and the unconscious person in his arms was immediately teleported out of the secret realm.
Ye Luo stared at everything, somewhat dumbfounded, feeling that something was not quite right.
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