Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 650 - 644: Evil Woman

"Let’s wait and see."

Ye Xuan’s lips curved into a smile, and then he stepped forward to Zuo Shi, flashing a mischievous grin, "Senior Sister Zuo, you said you’d agree to any request, remember?"

After saying that, Ye Xuan even deliberately glanced at her slightly uplifted buttocks.

"You! You really are a big pervert!"

Zuo Shi’s pretty face changed dramatically, then she took a deep breath, her face turning somewhat pale with anger.

However, Ye Xuan didn’t care about her reaction and instead dashed towards the depths of the valley.

"I’ve found the Immortal Spirit Grass!"

Before Ye Xuan had traveled far, he suddenly heard a shout of surprise.

"It was discovered so quickly?"

Zuo Shi, not far away, also heard the shout. She was stunned, finding it somewhat unbelievable.

Following her gaze, Ye Xuan saw a figure, a disciple from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, picking a half-transparent, crystal-like spirit grass that emitted a sparkling and translucent shine, very similar to the Immortal Spirit Grass.

"Immortal Spirit Grass?"

Zuo Shi’s eyes widened in astonishment; it really was an Immortal Spirit Grass. This guy’s luck was too outrageous.

"When the Immortal Spirit Grass appears, six fake Immortal Spirit Grasses also appear to mislead people. This one is fake," Ye Xuan said, scoffing suddenly.

"Fake?"

Zuo Shi was somewhat skeptical, unsure whether Ye Xuan was trying to fool her.

"Don’t believe it then, forget it."

Ye Xuan remained indifferent and continued rushing deeper into the valley. With his Shennong Qi Observation Skill, he could naturally distinguish between the real and the fake Immortal Spirit Grass.

The real Immortal Spirit Grass should still be deeper in the valley.

As Ye Xuan moved forward, he successfully captured the scent of the Immortal Spirit Grass. A flash of joy appeared in his eyes, and he immediately increased his speed, transforming into a streak of rainbow light dashing forward.

Whoosh!

Just as the Immortal Spirit Grass appeared, a streak of emerald brilliance also burst forth, shooting up into the sky like a green light column.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

At that moment, many eyes instantly turned in that direction, their gazes turning somewhat red. In the next instant, numerous low growls resounded simultaneously.

The crowd of figures madly dashed towards this place, the sound of rushing wind loud and intense.

Whoosh!

As their figures dashed forward, Ye Xuan was already a step ahead of everyone. Without any hesitation, he dashed straight towards the location of the Immortal Spirit Grass.

Swoosh!

However, just as Ye Xuan was about to reach the Immortal Spirit Grass, suddenly an extremely fierce gust of wind rushed forward, aiming directly at the vital point on his back.

This attack was extremely vicious; if Ye Xuan completely ignored it, he might sustain a fatal injury.

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he countered with a punch. His True Yuan roared out, repelling the bronze longsword that was shooting towards him.

The bronze longsword flew backward and then landed in the hands of a beautiful young girl not far away.

It was indeed Song Ling.

"That must be the real Immortal Spirit Grass, thanks for finding its location for me, Ye Xuan, just give me the Immortal Spirit Grass, and I’ll teach that little bitch Zuo Shi a lesson for you, how about that?" Ye Xuan’s eyes were icy cold as he looked at the pretty young girl not far away, who held a silver longsword in her hand, her red lips slightly parted, smiling coyly at Ye Xuan.

"You! Song Ling, you despicable woman!"

Zuo Shi’s beautiful eyes also glittered with icy coldness. She had had a long-standing grudge with Song Ling, and that small complication with Ye Xuan seemed trivial in comparison, so she did not continue to entangle with Ye Xuan but looked towards Song Ling and scolded coldly.

"Despicable or not, Zuo Shi, just look at your prickly temperament, which man would like you? Anyway, I can’t be bothered to talk nonsense with you, the Immortal Spirit Grass is mine! Get it for me!"

As soon as her words fell, there appeared behind her more than a dozen figures, each with a strong aura, clearly prepared to snatch the Immortal Spirit Grass.

"Swish!"

Song Ling led those figures, rushing straight out, their momentum like a rainbow, heading straight for the location of the Immortal Spirit Grass. Seeing their aggressive approach, the bystanders hurriedly dodged out of the way.

"Humph, who’s afraid of whom!"

With a cold snort, Zuo Shi waved her jade hand, and likewise, some figures followed behind her. She then directly led them towards Song Ling and her group, attempting to intercept them.

The two groups immediately tangled together, and then a fierce fluctuation of True Yuan swept out violently, sparking an intense battle.

"Bitch, I’ll teach you a good lesson today!"

Zuo Shi drew her longsword, the blade angling sharply, and a sword light burst out, like white jade, shooting straight at Song Ling’s throat.

"Who will teach whom is still uncertain. You little hussy, I will teach you on behalf of your sister today!"

Song Ling also drew her sword to strike, leaving a silver trail in the void, blocking the white jade-like sword light.

"Great Jade Sword Skill!"

Zuo Shi urged her True Yuan, and her precious sword quickly diffused a white jade luster. As this white jade luster covered the sword, the blade seemed to become much sharper, slicing through the air with one strike.

"Wind Shadow Sword Skill!"

Facing Zuo Shi, Song Ling also displayed a Supreme Grade High Rank Swordsmanship. This set of sword skills focused on speed, with the sword trajectory like a spirit snake, elusive and unpredictable.

The two swords crossed, sparks scattering in mid-air like fireworks.

"Song Ling, our strength is similar, you can’t defeat me!"

Zuo Shi blocked over ten of Song Ling’s sword techniques in succession, her pretty face slightly tense, she said coldly.

"Is that so? Do you really think so?"

Song Ling sneered, then her figure moved, turning into afterimages like wind, like clouds. In the flash of these afterimages, dozens of figures manifested, densely attacking Zuo Shi, as if each figure was solid with none being illusory.

"Have you already perfected the Wind Shadow Sword Skill?"

Zuo Shi’s face showed shock; in the situation where their Cultivation is similar, the mastery of Martial Arts is very important, and the opponent’s superior sword skill could very likely determine the victor.

"Not long ago, I just perfected it, Zuo Shi, only you would naively think that this mistress was still marking time. Today, the Immortal Spirit Grass belongs to me."

Song Ling’s swordplay suddenly became more fierce; she had clearly been holding back before. Now, suddenly intensifying her attack, in just a few minutes, Zuo Shi sustained injuries and was forced to retreat step by step.

And while the two women were fighting, one person had not been paying attention to the fight. He had quietly approached the Immortal Spirit Grass and had also managed to defeat all the idlers, clearing the area, preparing to collect the Immortal Spirit Grass.

However, at this time, he was also discovered by Song Ling.

"Bastard, thinking of muddying the waters, asking for death!"

Seeing Ye Xuan trying to take the opportunity to steal the Immortal Spirit Grass, Song Ling was furiously enraged, immediately abandoning Zuo Shi and charging towards Ye Xuan with her sword, her momentum fierce.

Th𝓮 most uptodate nov𝑒ls are publish𝒆d on freew(e)bnove(l).𝓬𝓸𝓶