Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 231 - 59: Crying Unconscious, Losing Both Wife and Soldiers
"Wait!"
"Who are you?"
Zhou Chen had already noticed the other party, but he had no time to pay attention before.
In the blink of an eye, the figure had drawn to within ten meters of him. She was dressed in black, with black hair and dark eyes, slender and graceful, with full curves—a cold and alluring beauty.
"Nu Qianqiu from the Anger Celestial Sect!"
The cold and alluring woman, Nu Qianqiu, shifted her gaze from the Celestial Fury Sword Embryo to Zhou Chen:
"This Celestial Fury Sword Embryo should have been mine!"
"But now it’s mine!"
Zhou Chen smirked playfully. Regardless of this woman’s connection to the Sword Embryo, as long as it was in his hands, it belonged to him.
The name Nu Qianqiu was familiar to Zhou Chen, renowned throughout the entire Great Qian as a peerless prodigy, with both status and talent unmatched.
Her fame even exceeded that of Zhao Hanyi.
"How did you get in here?"
Huangfu Yueyao scrutinized Nu Qianqiu, puzzled as to how the Saintess of Dongping Dao’s Anger Celestial Sect had appeared there, especially with experts from the Infinite Sword Sect guarding outside.
Nu Qianqiu’s talent and cultivation were impressive, but she was still no match for the older experts.
"The Anger Celestial Sect was founded by descendants of the Ancient Celestial Fury Sect. We have been searching for this cavern but couldn’t find it until it emerged."
"Once the cavern emerged, we immediately received the news."
"The Purple Blue Fairy promised to help you escape, in exchange for the Sword Embryo!"
Nu Qianqiu explained the situation succinctly, making Huangfu Yueyao and Zhou Chen understand why Nu Qianqiu, a Saintess of the Anger Celestial Sect, could arrive so quickly.
It turned out to have this connection.
"However, we don’t need your help; the Sword Embryo naturally belongs to us!"
Huangfu Yueyao stated directly.
Zhou Chen observed Nu Qianqiu, curious about how she would handle it. Would she continue to argue about the rescue or give up?
"Treasure belongs to one with virtue."
Nu Qianqiu’s cold, beautiful eyes fixed on Zhou Chen as she said coldly:
"In the Cultivation Realm, virtue is strength!"
"True!"
Zhou Chen nodded, agreeing with the statement.
Indeed, everywhere, virtue equates to strength.
The victor becomes king; the defeated are bandits.
That is the principle.
"I challenge you. If you lose, the Sword Embryo is mine!"
Nu Qianqiu pointed her sword at Zhou Chen, her words resonating like a bell.
"Heh, how delusional can you be?"
Huangfu Yueyao sneered, disdainful:
"Ignoring the fact that your cultivation level is higher than Zhou Chen’s, if Zhou Chen loses and gives you the Sword Embryo, what would you offer if you lost? What could possibly match its value?"
Trying to get something for nothing, dream on.
Despite Zhou Chen’s considerable strength, Huangfu Yueyao wasn’t entirely confident he could defeat Nu Qianqiu.
Nu Qianqiu also practiced Immortal Martial Dual Cultivation, possessing extraordinary talent. Whether in the Martial Dao or Immortal Dao, she had already reached the Peak of the Third Realm.
Which is to say, the Peak of the Primordial Pill and the Golden Core.
Two years ago, Nu Qianqiu had once cut down a god-seed with a single sword, a testament to her formidable strength.
Huangfu Yueyao feared Zhou Chen might impulsively agree in a hot-headed moment, resulting not only in a significant loss of reputation but also the loss of a peerless Sword Embryo!
"If I lose, you may take whatever you want from me!"
Nu Qianqiu stated bluntly.
She didn’t believe she would lose.
If they were at the same realm, she might not have absolute confidence, given the formidable deterrence of Zhou Chen’s condensed Dao Primordial Pill.
But she was an Immortal Martial Dual Cultivator and her cultivation was higher than Zhou Chen’s.
If she lost.
She might as well find a piece of tofu to smash herself on.
"Heh, anyone can talk big, right?"
Huangfu Yueyao’s charming eyes glanced over Nu Qianqiu’s proud and alluring figure as she smiled: "If we asked for your body, would you agree too?"
"You..."
Nu Qianqiu was both embarrassed and angry. She knew Huangfu Yueyao was intentionally provoking her to make her back down.
"Fine, if I lose, my body is yours!"
Nu Qianqiu’s cold eyes turned to Zhou Chen, her aura surging as she said grimly:
"Let’s see if you have what it takes!"
Nu Qianqiu made her move.
Her attack was like a landslide, as if the sky and earth were collapsing.
A terrifying surge of Magical Power erupted.
It shook the heavens and the earth.
"Mountain, come!"
With a wave of her pale, jade-like hand, her terrifying Magical Power surged, and a Talisman disappeared into the sky.
The next moment.
A massive mountain, several dozen miles away, began to shake violently.
Rumble!
Soon after, the towering mountain.
Uprooted from the ground.
As if lifted by an invisible force.
It shot towards Zhou Chen with unstoppable momentum.
The mountain was engulfed in roaring flames.
It looked like a Flame Mountain.
Surrounded by thunder, it resembled a Thunder Mountain.
Originally, the mountain had no thunder or fire.
All were blessings added by Nu Qianqiu.
She possessed Thunder and Fire Dual Spirit Roots, considered a prodigy in the Immortal Dao.
She knew that although Zhou Chen’s Dao Primordial Pill in the Martial Dao was formidable, even a slightly weaker cultivation might still be formidable.
Thus.
She directly used her peak cultivation of the Immortal Dao Golden Core to suppress Zhou Chen.
"If the mountain presses on me, I’ll cleave the mountain!"
"If the immortal bullies me, I’ll slay the immortal!"
Facing the thunder-fire mountain rushing towards him, Zhou Chen remained undaunted, slicing out with one sword.
As this sword struck.
Hundreds of feet of sword light cut through the void.
In the eyes of everyone, there seemed to be only this sword light.
This sword was stunning.
This sword was overpowering.
This sword was fierce and domineering, as if it could cut through everything.
Wherever the sword light passed.
Even the void seemed to have thin streaks of black.
These were cracks in the void.
They flickered briefly, barely noticeable.
But it was enough to prove the power of this sword, reaching a horrifying level.
Boom!
This sword cleaved into the descending thunder-fire mountain.
Two terrifying forces clashed with intensity.
The next moment.
Thunder was torn apart, fire split open.
The mountain was shattered into two halves.
Swoosh!
Zhou Chen took a step forward, dashing through the cleaved mountain like a streak of light.
"So fast!"
No time to marvel at Zhou Chen’s sword that cleaved the mountain, twelve Magical Treasure Flying Swords appeared before Nu Qianqiu, each exuding terrifying sharpness.
