Chapter 14

With a horizontal slash, the flames cleaved through the air, slicing off one and a half of the remaining three tails of the illusion fox.

The illusion fox shrieked, its form retreating rapidly.

Yan Lingji pressed the attack, her figure dragging a long trail of afterimages.

The illusion fox continued to fall back, spewing continuous torrents of flame from its maw in an attempt to seal off her path of advance.

But Yan Lingji's speed was too great—every time the flames were about to strike her, her figure would dissipate into a burning phantom at the very last moment, while her true self had already struck from the other side.

With the awakening of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox bloodline, combined with the first five soul rings all providing full-attribute amplification, the stacking effect had reached a terrifying 700%.

Adding Jiang Ce's triple boost, the total amplification reached tenfold.

Yan Lingji's base attributes had transformed from 1 to 11.

Her agility, speed, and explosive power were simply not something a sixty-thousand-year soul beast could suppress.

The illusion fox finally understood that flames alone could not stop her.

It tilted its head and hissed, its golden slit pupils glowing with a blinding light.

An immensely powerful mental wave surged out like a tidal wave, enveloping her within it.

This was its strongest ultimate technique—Memory Incineration.

It created an infinite cycle of a fiery hell on a mental level, trapping the victim within their most painful memories until their spirit collapsed.

However, the moment the mental wave collided with Yan Lingji, she merely frowned slightly.

That great fire, that village, those cries...

All the illusions dissipated in an instant, like snow meeting the scorching sun.

The Nine-Tailed Fox bloodline boiled within her, and an invisible pressure surged from the depths of her soul, directly shattering the illusion fox's mental imprint.

"We are both of the fox kind, yet you dare use illusions to suppress me?" Yan Lingji's voice was as cold as an ice blade, devoid of any warmth.

Terror finally surfaced in the illusion fox's golden slit pupils.

The illusions and mental attacks that fox-type soul beasts prided themselves on were rendered useless before her.

Having suffered repeated injuries, its strength continued to wane. It had no way out.

Yan Lingji slowly raised the Venom longsword in her hand.

The flames on the blade began to condense, shifting from crimson to incandescent white, and then to a blinding gold.

Her momentum climbed to its peak at this moment; the scorched ground beneath her feet cracked from the intense heat, and the air around the blade twisted and warped.

Sun-Eroding Sword Technique, Third Form—Sun Shining at Zenith.

The essence of this move lay in compressing all of one's soul power and flames into a single point, releasing it completely the moment the strike was unleashed.

It was like the midday sun hanging in the sky, brilliant and vast, impossible to look upon directly.

The illusion fox sensed a fatal threat and struggled desperately to escape, but its body was firmly locked by Yan Lingji's momentum, unable to move an inch.

She swung her sword.

There was no flamboyant sword light, no deafening roar.

There was only an ultra-condensed golden sword beam that sliced through the air without a sound.

The illusion fox's eyes widened, wanting to roar but unable to emit a single sound.

The golden sword beam swept past its neck; there was no spray of blood, only a thin black line that gradually appeared.

Yan Lingji stood with her sword sheathed, the flames on the blade slowly extinguishing.

The head of the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox rolled from its neck, the cut showing only charred black scabs; not even a single drop of blood flowed out.

Yan Lingji looked at the corpse of the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox, the corners of her mouth curling upward.

She was quite satisfied with the effect of this strike.

During this month of hellish Demon Ninja training, Jiang Ce had shared all the information he had gathered from the novels, television shows, and anime he had seen in the past.

Yan Lingji excelled at using fire, and the Sun-Eroding Sword Technique was perfectly suited for her to comprehend.

Although she lacked the complete execution path for the technique, she was a martial artist after all, and it was not difficult for her to deduce a simple prototype by drawing parallels.

After all, among the many martial arts in Wind and Cloud, the Sun-Eroding Sword Technique was the easiest to pick up and the fastest to deduce.

"Master, how was this move of the Sun-Eroding Sword Technique?" Yan Lingji asked with a radiant smile, her voice bewitchingly seductive.

"Very good. Next time, we can begin deducing the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and then move on to Sword Twenty-Three."

"The Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and then Sword Twenty-Three?" Yan Lingji murmured to herself.

The information transmitted by her master was truly outrageous.

Sword Twenty-Three, the twenty-third form of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, is recognized as the strongest martial art in the Feng Yun worldview.

It is not merely a sword technique; it is a rule, a law-level move that transcends mortal slaughter—

Starting from the twenty-third form, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique shifts "from sword moves to controlling the sword with the mind,"

stepping into the realm of divine consciousness, no longer limited to physical combat.

It is a sword technique at the level of the primordial spirit.

"Your mental power is immense, and with my ability to absorb vast amounts of information, it is not impossible to deduce and perfect this sword technique."

"Master, you really do think highly of me."

Yan Lingji sighed softly, "According to what you said, Sword Twenty-Three is capable of freezing time and space."

She smiled self-deprecatingly; she had only been a second or third-rate character in the past, relying on her Fire Spirit Body and Fire Charm Technique to handle some first or second-rate experts, but she would be completely suppressed when facing top-tier masters.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

The black silk bodysuit beneath Yan Lingji's dress transformed into tentacles, surging across her body and binding her tightly.

"Have a little more confidence in yourself." A tentacle gently lifted her chin, "My Empress, my Goddess King."

"Yes, my master." A smile curled the corners of Yan Lingji's lips.

With her master by her side, what did she have to fear?

She looked down at the black soul ring emerging from the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox, then turned to Jiang Ce and said:

"Master, could you let me go so I can absorb the soul ring?"

"Can't you just go over there like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vibration device on her body activated once again.

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes rolled upward, and she pressed her lips together tightly.

Clearly, her master was going to start tempering her again.

She tensed her legs, slowly shuffled over to the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox, sat cross-legged, and began to draw in the soul ring.

Once the soul ring entered her body, a powerful soul force began to scour her entire being.

The vengeful spirit of the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox within the ring constantly assaulted her mind; the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox possessed powerful mental strength.

It could even strike at a soul master's spirit to possess their physical body.

But facing such an impact, Yan Lingji did not care in the slightest, letting it crash about as it pleased.

As a dignified descendant of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox bloodline, why would she fear it?

It was just that her master kept turning the dial higher and higher, causing her focus to waver.

She gritted her silver teeth, forcibly separating her physical sensations from her mental power.

After a month of Demon Ninja-style hellish training, she was already capable of multitasking, temporarily masking her body's physiological reactions while greatly tempering her willpower.

As the soul ring was gradually refined, Yan Lingji's aura began to climb steadily.

Level 61, Level 62, Level 63—

However, the promotion did not stop there. Over the past month, Jiang Ce had continuously devoured soul beasts, feeding back their age, cultivation, physique, and mental power to her.

Although she could not break through because she lacked a sixth soul ring, all these accumulations had been compressed together.

Now, as she broke through, all that accumulation erupted instantly, and her momentum climbed once more.

Level 64, Level 65—

Finally, it stabilized.

Yan Lingji slowly opened her eyes; they were sharper than before, and the faint phantom of nine tails flashed deep within her pupils.

"Sixth Soul Skill—Celestial Fox Nine Thoughts."

She whispered the name of the soul skill, feeling the information emerging in her mind.

All attributes +250%, mental power +300%.

Consumes half of one's soul power to create a real clone identical to the current realm.

The clone possesses independent consciousness, masters all current soul skills of the main body, and automatically coordinates in combat.

The clone and the original body can share perceptions, memories, and cultivation insights in real-time through a soul connection.

"This skill... is quite good." Jiang Ce's voice carried a hint of satisfaction.

"As long as you split off a clone, you can have that clone focus on cultivation insights. By doing so, wouldn't you be able to deduce your Sword Twenty-Three much sooner?"

"Master, is that truly what you are thinking?" Yan Lingji blinked her beautiful eyes, a bewitching smile curling the corners of her lips. "Don't you want... this slave's clones to serve you together?"

"Smack—"

With a crisp sound, a whip lashed across Yan Lingji's shapely buttocks.

"Increasing strength is the priority. Playing with you is secondary."

"My tempering of you is all for the sake of turning you into the strongest God King!"

"Yes, Master. This slave will serve you well."

Yan Lingji touched her buttocks, a seductive smile playing on her lips.

At this moment, Jiang Ce spread out from Yan Lingji's body. Pitch-black Venom tissue covered the corpse of the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox and began to devour it.

Before long, it had consumed everything.

The age of the Venom increased from ninety thousand to ninety-six thousand years, feeding back six hundred years of cultivation to Yan Lingji—equivalent to over half a year of bitter practice.

Having just broken through to level 65, Yan Lingji took another significant step forward.

Furthermore, Jiang Ce also acquired several skills from the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox.

"Master, this slave's body... feels so full."

Yan Lingji bit her lip lightly, her voice dripping with charm.

"Ever since you became a fox spirit, you've become increasingly adept at seducing people."

"That is all thanks to Master's training." Yan Lingji lowered her head and bowed, her posture submissive.

Immediately after, she exhausted all her soul power to activate her sixth soul skill.

The space in front of her rippled slightly, and two figures identical to her in appearance emerged quietly—the same black and red dress, the same enchanting figure, the same fox ears and nine tails.

The second and third Yan Lingji blinked, their lips curling into smiles identical to the original, their voices bone-deep seductive. "Great King, let us serve you."

The three Yan Lingji stood side by side, their fox ears twitching and their nine snow-white tails swaying slightly behind them, filling the air with a bewitching aura.

They exchanged glances and slowly drew closer. Under the effect of Three Thousand Lightning Movement, three equally graceful bodies pressed together, their curves overlapping in an incredibly erotic display.

"Little demon, I need you to assist me in my cultivation."

As Jiang Ce's voice fell, tentacles sprouted from the bodies of all three Yan Lingji simultaneously, dragging them deep into the cave of the Crimson Flame Illusion Fox.

The cave entrance was sealed shut once more.

Not long after, a continuous sound of "smacking" echoed from within the cave, and someone was knocking on the door in a hurry!