The Heavenly King's Direct Line, the Courtyard's Favor

Shocking! A man is pursued by a woman in the buff due to his excessive handsomeness!

"Achoo~~"

In a corner of the Spiritual Road Plane, the son of Zhou Ye, the chief warrior of the Hundred Spirit Continent.

Zhou Yuan suddenly sneezed several times. He rubbed his nose and muttered nonchalantly:

"Strange, could I have caught a cold?"

"Ever since I stepped into the Sensing Realm, my body has never been ill."

"I wonder where the young prince is?"

He was quite lucky; he had already reunited with several friends and was fighting alongside them.

The young girl carried a giant Crescent Moon Blade in one hand while summoning a brightly colored red dress from the Mustard Seed Bracelet on her wrist, slipping it on with lightning speed.

She had a fair, pretty, oval-shaped face, petite and exquisite, with long dark hair skillfully braided into a long ponytail that hung down to her slender waist.

It swayed back and forth as her delicate body moved.

In short, she was a young girl with an exceptionally distinct personality.

Even in such a state, she continued to accelerate.

Mu Chen activated his movement technique, sprinting ahead and attempting to put some distance between them.

His tall, slender figure wove through the forest, leaping over obstacles with the agility of a spirit ape.

He vaulted over bushes, scrambled over strange rocks, and jumped over ancient trees.

Fierce, this girl is truly fierce.

He turned his head to look at the petite figure relentlessly chasing him, feeling a massive headache.

She didn't even bother to dress, just started chasing and hacking away with a blade the moment she saw him.

Even compared to the passionate and fiery Senior Sister Hong Ling, who carried herself with a mature, queenly air, this girl was on a completely different level.

"Lecher, don't run!"

"Miss, you really have misunderstood. I have absolutely no interest in you; the points inside the Blood-Colored Token are my true target."

"Ahhh, die!"

Mu Chen tried to turn back to explain, but for some reason, the woman seemed even angrier after hearing him. You're lying! How could anyone in this world not be interested in me?

BOOM! The giant Crescent Moon Blade cleaved downward, sending shattered stones flying everywhere.

Unfortunately, it failed to harm Mu Chen in the slightest, as he dodged every strike.

"Miss, what is your name?"

"I can see your skills are extraordinary, so you must come from a prominent family and are certainly no nobody. Perhaps our elders even know each other."

Failing to reason with her, Mu Chen tried to strike up a rapport.

The quality of that giant Crescent Moon Blade was barely inferior to the Demon-Subduing Staff his father had meticulously crafted for him—a quasi-divine artifact containing spiritual light and possessing its own innate spirit.

One must know that for ordinary martial artists, possessing one or two low-to-mid-grade spiritual artifacts is already considered good.

High-grade and peerless spiritual artifacts mostly appear in the hands of experts above the Spirit Soul realm.

As for divine artifacts, they are mostly held by Supreme experts.

For someone in the mere Sensing Realm to possess a quasi-divine artifact, their family likely has a Supreme holding down the fort.

"Little thief Zhou Yuan, remember that the one who killed you is called Wu Yingying!"

The girl in the red dress, who had been petite and exquisite since childhood, sneered at his words.

As she spoke, she stomped her straight, slender legs hard against the ground. The well-defined muscles on her calves were instantly revealed, showing she was a seasoned martial artist who had trained for years.

With a thunderous boom, the earth cracked and dust billowed.

Utilizing the rebound force from the ground, she twisted her delicate body and soared into the sky.

"Wu Yingying? It's her, the granddaughter of Heavenly King Wu."

On the other side, several pieces of information quickly surfaced in the depths of Mu Chen's mind.

Wu Yingying was the offspring of Heavenly King Wu, the master of the Wu Ling Academy among the Five Great Academies.

Her brother, Wu Ling, was the future chief of the Wu Ling Academy and had shone brilliantly during the Spirit Academy War.

Since Wu Yingying had appeared, it meant that Wu Ling was certainly in this plane as well.

In the split second he was stunned, the mysterious woman calling herself Wu Yingying had already descended from the sky, smashing a crater into the ground and cutting off his path.

"You are Wu Yingying? May I ask, what is your relation to Heavenly King Wu?"

Seeing that she was about to attack without a word, Mu Chen immediately shouted.

"Go to hell and ask Ksitigarbha!"

Wu Yingying was like a young leopard just released from its cage, her gaze filled with wildness and defiance. Ignoring all nonsense, she raised her hand and brought her blade down.

Clang. A flash of crimson blade light flickered, and the giant Crescent Moon Blade vanished from sight.

In the Great Thousand World, where there are the paths of Dao and Buddha, there naturally exist the concepts of hell and Ksitigarbha.

(The ancestral court of the Daoist sect lies within the Ancient Heavenly Palace of the Tianluo Continent. The master of the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Emperor, cultivated the Daoist divine ability: One Qi Transforms into Three Purities. The orthodox Buddhist sect, meanwhile, resides on Spirit Mountain. With the Evil Clan from Beyond eyeing them covetously, the front lines of the Great Thousand World are guarded by Saint Grade titans. There is the Sword Domain in the far east, the Martial Border in the far south, and the Endless Fire Domain in the far north, but the far west is the lesser-known Western Heaven Continent. The master of the Western Heaven War Hall, the War Emperor, is merely of the Immortal Grade. The one shouldering the heavy responsibility of guarding the far west is the Spirit Mountain of the Buddhist sect. The master of Spirit Mountain, the World Honored One, leads the Bodhisattvas of various realms, the eight hundred Arhats, and the countless Bhikkhunis under his command, sitting on the front lines day and night to confront the armies of the Evil Clan from Beyond. This renowned Saint Grade Heavenly Supreme, this titan of the Buddhist sect, is revered by the world as: Tathagata Buddha!)

Damn it!

Mu Chen cursed under his breath, narrowly dodging the perilous strike.

Swish, swish, swish. Before he could even catch his breath, a sky full of blade light descended once more, completely enveloping him and aiming straight for his vital points.

Each strike was more ruthless and faster than the last.

"Damn it, you lecherous thief, why are you as slippery as a loach!"

Wu Yingying leaned on her blade as she stood up, panting as she glared at the youth in white.

Never mind landing a hit; she hadn't even managed to touch the corner of Mu Chen's clothes.

"Fine then."

Irritated, Mu Chen's eyes gradually narrowed.

Her techniques were filled with killing intent and a forward momentum that left no room for change. In other words, this girl had no intention of holding back; she was truly trying to kill him.

Realizing that Wu Yingying was beyond reasoning, Mu Chen stopped holding back and launched his counterattack. If he didn't capture her alive, this matter would never end well.

Mu Chen struck without reservation, and Wu Yingying immediately fell into a panic. This was no longer the minor scuffle from before; the more she fought, the more alarmed she became. She had been gifted since childhood, devoted to the martial path, and had been nurtured by the head of Wu Ling Academy with countless resources, making her and her brother, Wu Ling, a match for any peer. Even the Academy Guardian held her in high regard and had expressed interest in taking her as a disciple. One had to know, the Academy Guardian was the legendary super divine beast Xuan.

Yet, against this mysterious youth of unknown origin, she couldn't gain the slightest advantage. Instead, she was gradually being forced into a losing position, her room for movement compressed step by step. Who exactly was this person?

"You're distracted while fighting me?"

After seizing the opening, Mu Chen didn't hesitate to strike with a hand blade.

Swish. Wu Yingying, snapping back to reality, felt a jolt of alarm and hurriedly pulled her blade back to defend. Her decade of grueling practice had long since etched her techniques into her bones, forming muscle memory; even in her panic, it remained a flawlessly executed horizontal slash. Even the most demanding martial arts master would find no fault in it.

Unfortunately, she was facing Mu Chen.

Feinting, Mu Chen clenched his five fingers, fluidly transforming his palm into a fist that shot toward the girl's abdomen like a cannonball. Wu Yingying scrambled to dodge, only to find her weapon knocked aside. Before she could reach for it again, an elbow struck her lower abdomen.

Puff. The stubborn girl let out a muffled groan and collapsed.

I, Wu Yingying, have been defeated here!