Was Your Head Blasted by a Donkey's Fart?

Di Nüfeng looked at Li Xuanxiao lying in Liu Qiushui's arms and froze for a moment.

Then her eyes split with rage.

"Bitch!! You again."

Li Xuanxiao had already lost all signs of life.

Without a doubt, Liu Qiushui had done it.

She had promised this young man that he would enjoy all the splendor and riches life had to offer.

Drink the strongest wine, play with the prettiest girls, ride the fastest horses...

Di Nüfeng had always kept her word.

What was more, she had thought rather highly of this young man.

Liu Qiushui glared at Di Nüfeng with equal fury. "Die!!"

"Bitch!!"

The two burst out of the cave and began fighting outside.

Liu Qiushui gripped the long sword flashing with cold light tightly in both hands. Its blade trembled faintly, as though it were linked to her very heart.

In an instant, a dazzling sword light erupted, like a raging blaze, illuminating the entire battlefield.

That fiery radiance contained boundless scorching heat and majestic power, so brilliant that none dared look directly at it.

At the same time, a fire dragon roared as it rose from the sword light.

It opened its bloody maw, bared its sharp fangs, and swung its massive, powerful claws as it pounced at Di Nüfeng with the force of thunder.

Flames wrapped around the fire dragon's body. Its momentum surged like a rainbow, and the air warped and twisted wherever it passed from the searing heat.

Yet Di Nüfeng showed no fear in the face of the oncoming attack.

With a light flutter of the magnificent wings behind her back, she soared into the air like a graceful immortal maiden, a lotus lamp emitting a gentle glow clasped in her hand.

The lotus lamp bloomed with multicolored rosy light, making Di Nüfeng appear ever more noble, elegant, and otherworldly.

This was not the first time the two had crossed blades.

Their old grievances surged back into their hearts, making the battle all the fiercer.

Both went all out, vowing to determine victory, defeat, life, and death.

Mount Wu Wang swayed continuously from side to side, like a drunken giant unable to stand steadily.

Along with the violent shaking, countless huge boulders rolled down the steep mountainsides, crashing into one another with deafening roars.

For a time, rocks flew everywhere and dust filled the air.

The birds, venomous insects, and fierce beasts dwelling in the mountains fled in all directions, searching for safe shelter.

Just as the two fought inextricably, their battle blazing like a wildfire.

No one noticed that Li Xuanxiao, who had supposedly died, had already vanished.

He silently cast the Earth Evasion Technique and swiftly fled into the distance.

Fight, fight. It would be best if both of you ended up badly wounded.

Li Xuanxiao fled toward the meeting point they had agreed upon earlier.

Without stopping, he ran for three days and three nights, escaping Mount Wu Wang.

It was starting again!!

Su Wan looked worriedly toward distant Mount Wu Wang.

The other Shushan Disciples' expressions changed when they saw the scene.

"Could they fight their way out here?"

"And wipe us out while they're at it?"

"Li Xuanxiao and Senior Brother Murong haven't come out for so long. Could they already be..."

"No! Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Luoshui puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

The disciple who had misspoken hurriedly slapped his own mouth. "Pah, pah!! Senior Brother Murong and Junior Brother Li are blessed people protected by Heaven. They'll definitely be fine."

As they spoke, a figure shot out from the ground some distance away.

"Junior Brother Li!?" Su Wan's eyes lit up.

Young Elder Feng Yun felt relieved upon seeing Li Xuanxiao, but when she saw that Murong Mo was not behind him, she immediately grew tense again.

"Murong Mo isn't with you?"

Li Xuanxiao shook his head. "I didn't see Senior Brother Murong. It was Di Nüfeng and Liu Qiushui."

"What!?"

Upon hearing those two names, the expressions of several Shushan Disciples present, including Young Elder Feng Yun, changed drastically.

Di Nüfeng of Heavenly Fiend Hall, Liu Qiushui of Asura Hall.

Those two were both peerless Demon Lords.

They were renowned not only throughout the Central Continent, but even beyond it.

Young Elder Feng Yun made a prompt decision. "Send a flying sword message to Shu Mountain. Have them come quickly to encircle and suppress the two Demon Lords!"

"..."

Three days later, the chief seat masters of Shu Mountain's three peaks, along with five elders and thirty-six Shushan Disciples, arrived at Mount Wu Wang.

But by the time they reached Mount Wu Wang, Di Nüfeng and Liu Qiushui's battle had already ended.

No one knew who had won or lost. Both women had disappeared within Mount Wu Wang.

Still unwilling to give up, the chief seat masters searched the Southern Border once more.

But even the chief seat masters of the peaks did not dare venture too deeply into the Southern Border. In the end, they could only let the matter drop.

As for Murong Mo, they searched all over Mount Wu Wang but found no trace of him.

Most likely, probably, perhaps, possibly, he had died within Mount Wu Wang.

Naturally, the blame for this had to fall upon Di Nüfeng and Liu Qiushui.

With Murong Mo's strength, at the edge of the Southern Border near Mount Wu Wang, and with a talisman for calling for help on him, it was unlikely that he could have been killed silently.

Therefore, there was a high chance that Di Nüfeng or Liu Qiushui had made a move.

Shu Mountain recorded this blood debt, and the two women had another Shushan Disciple's life added to their tally.

Thus, amid Jiang Luoshui's tears, everyone ended their journey to Mount Wu Wang and returned to Shu Mountain.

All along the way, Jiang Luoshui wept without cease.

Su Wan gazed silently into the distance, her heart filled with a tumult of emotions.

This man had once been someone she loved deeply.

Though now, they were already strangers to one another.

Even so, when she learned that he had died, Su Wan's heart could not help but ache faintly.

Fragments of the past surged into her mind like a tide, those sweet and tender memories seeming as though they had happened only yesterday.

They had walked together beneath flowers and moonlight, sharing the thoughts in their hearts.

They had spent countless joyful days together, sharing life's joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness.

Every smile and every embrace had been carved deep into Su Wan's memories, impossible to erase.

But now? Everything had changed beyond recognition. There was no going back.

Su Wan let out a long sigh, filled with endless helplessness and sorrow.

Perhaps this was fate's arrangement. To have affinity but no destiny could only ever become an interlude in one's life.

Though that love still remained in her heart, she could only bury it silently and let time slowly soothe this painful past.

Su Wan looked at Li Xuanxiao and walked over to him.

"Give me some time."

Li Xuanxiao turned his head and looked at her in confusion.

"Give me some time. After all... after all, he and I once... Though those are stories of the past now, I still feel terrible. Give me some time to heal my wounds, and then I will consider the feelings between you and me."

Li Xuanxiao: (O_o)??

Fourth Senior Sister, may I boldly ask—was your head blasted by a donkey's fart?