The Power of Celestial Human Transformation

There was something very wrong with this woman. In an environment dozens of degrees below zero, she wore only a thin, plain gauze robe. Ever since practicing martial arts, Xu Yunfan's eyesight had become exceptionally sharp, and he could even make out Li Miaoyun's voluptuous figure.

This world seemed rather open-minded.

Xu Yunfan silently glanced at Fang Mushan and Li Haomiao. Aside from solemnity, neither showed any disdain for the woman's scandalously dressed appearance.

Li Miaoyun said calmly, "Yan King, Your Majesty wishes to see you. Come with me."

A chill appeared on Li Haomiao's face. "She broke my limbs and threw me beneath the Ningguta mines, yet now she says she wants to see me? Has that bewitching woman lost her mind?"

Li Miaoyun said evenly, "You carry royal blood, so naturally you cannot be allowed to remain adrift outside. Your Majesty said this was merely a punishment for you. Come with me. Once you reach Mind Cultivation Hall and properly admit your mistakes to Your Majesty, when she passes away, you will become Emperor."

How could Li Haomiao endure such humiliation?

He snapped, "Tell that bewitching woman that when I return, I will return openly and honorably. Then I'll drag her down and trample her beneath my feet. I will never return in such a pathetic state."

Li Miaoyun said, "You are crippled now. What could you possibly use to resist? Yan King, come."

As she spoke, Li Miaoyun slowly walked toward Li Haomiao. Xu Yunfan's gaze sharpened at the sight of her path.

This woman left no footprints as she walked.

"Treading on Snow Without a Trace!"

Fang Mushan's expression became incomparably grave. "She may have... cultivated qi."

From externally training Tendons, Bones, and Skin, advancing through the External Three Harmonies to training flesh, blood, marrow, organs, and qi—the Martial Dao Nine Realms—this woman seemed to have reached the pinnacle.

Li Haomiao narrowed his eyes, a cold gleam appearing within them. In a deep voice, he said, "Treading on Snow Without a Trace? Then you must be the Celestial Pivot Sect Holy Maiden. Otherwise, you would not travel wearing such light clothing and thin gauze. I thought you had truly entered the realm of a supreme grandmaster. To nurture this thread of qi, your body must already be riddled with damage, must it not?"

Li Miaoyun remained composed, vaguely blending into the wind and snow of heaven and earth. She said softly, "A thread of qi can move all things in this world, kill people as easily as cutting wild grass. My Celestial Pivot Sect has its own wondrous methods."

Upon hearing this, Fang Mushan's expression eased somewhat. If a supreme grandmaster had truly blocked their path, they would have stood no chance at all. They could only lie down and admit defeat.

Seeing Xu Yunfan's puzzled expression, Fang Mushan lowered his voice and explained, "The Celestial Pivot Sect has been passed down for thousands of years and possesses an extraordinary technique that lets one cultivate a thread of qi while still in the External Three Harmonies realm. But this technique has its advantages and drawbacks. While it allows one to accomplish things ordinary people cannot, the practitioner's body becomes extremely frail in order to sustain that thread of qi. Once that qi is lost, they are no different from an ordinary weak woman."

Li Haomiao turned to look at Fang Mushan and Xu Yunfan, then said in a low voice, "This is a grudge between that bewitching woman and me. You two, cross the mountaintop and head down. Keep going straight."

After hearing this, Xu Yunfan nodded without hesitation and said crisply, "Yan King, go on ahead. On this day every year, I'll remember you!"

With that, he turned and ran. His hurried footsteps vanished into the boundless wind and snow in an instant.

Fang Mushan's face flushed red as he held it in for a moment, then finally cupped his hands and said, "Me too!"

Having said that, he fled as swiftly as a startled bird.

Seeing this, Li Haomiao's eye twitched slightly.

Although he had been mentally prepared, seeing Xu Yunfan and Fang Mushan leave so decisively still stirred a trace of sorrow in his heart.

He sighed inwardly. There were no true close friends in this world. They had merely happened to fall into misfortune together.

Li Miaoyun withdrew her gaze from the direction Xu Yunfan had fled. Meeting Li Haomiao's sharp stare, she said coldly, "Don't worry. I'll let them sleep forever within Accumulating Cloud Mountain."

Li Miaoyun gracefully approached Li Haomiao and extended a slender, jade-like hand, about to seize his clothes and lift him up.

Just then, Li Haomiao's remaining left hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Li Miaoyun's wrist.

Li Miaoyun's brows furrowed slightly, displeasure flashing through her eyes.

In an instant, vein-like streaks appeared on her wrist. An inexplicably powerful force suddenly burst forth from it, attempting to shake loose Li Haomiao's fingers.

To her surprise, Li Haomiao's seemingly limp and feeble arm was as tough as an iron hoop at this moment.

The thread of qi she had unleashed was enough to shatter a huge boulder with ease, yet she could not break free from Li Haomiao's grip. Li Haomiao slowly raised his head, his gaze sharper than ever, as though it could see into people's hearts.

"Celestial Pivot Sect Holy Maiden, you should understand that my Li family of the Great Zhou Royal Clan is a True Blood Family."

As he spoke, his abdomen churned violently, and his throat kept convulsing.

Then, a thumb-sized pill appeared in his mouth—golden and radiant, round and gleaming, emitting a faint glow.

A strange fragrance immediately gushed from his mouth, making the cleanliness-obsessed Li Miaoyun frown tightly.

Even though she knew that what was in his mouth was an extremely rare precious medicine, she absolutely did not wish to touch even the slightest bit of it deep down, much less the scent expelled from Li Haomiao's mouth.

Yet she recognized the pill in Li Haomiao's mouth at once.

"Dao Sect Dragon-Tiger Great Pill!?"

Li Miaoyun immediately sensed something was wrong. Her hand twisted at an angle beyond ordinary imagination, as slippery and supple as a loach, and seized Li Haomiao's wrist in reverse.

At the same time, she swiftly raised a finger with her other hand. Like a sharp blade, it stabbed toward Li Haomiao's forehead.

Her finger was incomparably sharp, instantly slicing through the air with a piercing shriek.

That finger strike contained tremendous force, enough to pierce gold and bore through stone.

Li Haomiao seemed to have anticipated it. He tilted his head aside in time. Li Miaoyun's fingertip grazed his forehead, and blood immediately sprayed out. A peculiar ruthlessness appeared on Li Haomiao's face.

Then, a shocking scene unfolded.

The stumps at his shoulders and legs suddenly split open. As if cells were multiplying madly at an extreme speed, vast amounts of bloody flesh and fluid writhed wildly from the openings like countless tentacles.

Under Li Miaoyun's stunned gaze, countless masses of flesh rapidly piled up, squirmed, and swelled from where his severed arm and legs had been, before swiftly contracting again.

In the blink of an eye, Li Haomiao stood before Li Miaoyun completely unharmed.

Facing Li Miaoyun's slightly dazed gaze, Li Haomiao flexed his limbs. A smile appeared on his flawless handsome face, revealing his white teeth.

"Celestial Human Transformation. For one who possesses true blood, this is nothing unusual."

The moment his words fell, Li Haomiao charged at Li Miaoyun like a savage bull, wind and thunder surging with his hands and feet.

Li Miaoyun's expression remained calm. She swiftly sidestepped, while both palms danced rapidly, their afterimages fluttering. Every move carried a fierce gust of wind as it struck directly at Li Haomiao's vital points.

Li Haomiao moved like lightning, dodging left and right while continuously searching for an opening in Li Miaoyun's defense.

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