Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 733 - 727: Be My Woman

If someone from outside had seen what just happened here, it would have probably caused an immense sensation. A renowned figure from the Holy List had just tragically perished.

Since Ye Xuan had entered Martial God Mountain, he had personally killed two so-called powerhouses from the Holy List.

After killing Dongfang Yun, Ye Xuan immediately gained more than four thousand points. The points he had spent to enter the Artifact Pavilion were instantly replenished.

"Dongfang Yun, what a pity that Heavenly Martial Holy Land expended so many resources on him."

Ye Xuan glanced at the corpse on the ground with no trace of emotion in his eyes. Cultivating such a talent from the Holy List must have cost Heavenly Martial Holy Land a considerable price. And now, Dongfang Yun had died at his hands, effectively by one of their own.

However, Dongfang Yun’s fate was brought upon himself. If he had shown even the slightest consideration for his fellow sect members, he wouldn’t have taken the actions that he did.

Ye Xuan took off Dongfang Yun’s Qiankun Ring and checked the wealth within. Being a powerful and revered Saint of Heavenly Martial Holy Land, just the Contribution Value alone was over seventy thousand points. Along with various other herbs, Spiritual Treasures, and a myriad of items, if converted to Spirit Crystals, it was indeed a substantial fortune.

"It’s time to go."

Ye Xuan lifted his palm, and from between his fingers, a flame emerged, wrapping around Dongfang Yun’s corpse. In the blink of an eye, the body was reduced to ashes.

After disposing of the traces of battle, Ye Xuan then turned and swept out of the stone chamber, vanishing into the passageway.

...

Within the vast Artifact Pavilion, in another passageway.

A stunningly beautiful woman in a snowy robe was making her way through, and she had been wandering around for more than two hours. The layout of the passageways was overly complex, and the aura of treasures in the air made direction difficult to discern. Without special means, it was easy to lose one’s way or even circle back to the starting point.

"I’ve gotten separated from my brothers, I wonder if Ye Xuan has entered this place."

The stunning woman was none other than Ling Qianxue, and in her hand, she held a lantern that seemed to be lit by ice and snow. The lamp was quite peculiar, flickering bright and dim, bluish at times and orange at others, seemingly guiding Ling Qianxue to the correct location.

"From here, it’s a thousand meters to the room. I must navigate through a series of walls before reaching the east side of the room."

When the lantern went out, Ling Qianxue exhaled, turned, and headed back down the corridor. She took several large circles until finally, she reached the passage connected to the room.

"Interesting. I haven’t found that little beast Ye Xuan, but instead, I’ve stumbled upon his sweetheart. Well then, I’ll take care of this girl first, plunging him into unbearable pain."

Lurking in the shadowy recesses of the passageway, a puppet spider crawled by, indistinguishable from an ordinary spider.

Hundreds of meters away, a silhouette emerged, twisted in visage—it was Huo Yuan. He watched Ling Qianxue’s retreating figure with a hint of insanity in his expression.

"I’ve arrived."

Ling Qianxue was unaware of the movement behind her. She stopped in front of a stone chamber, the very place her senses had directed her to.

"Hmm?"

With her heightened perception, Ling Qianxue heard a faint set of footsteps, at least several hundred meters away. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to hear someone’s footsteps from hundreds of meters away. It was not that a martial artist’s hearing was inferior to that of an ordinary person, but rather the passageways not only restricted soul power but also had powerful sound-insulating walls. Coupled with the isolation by the treasure aura, it was indeed difficult to detect sounds.

Ling Qianxue could hear because her sensitivity was several times that of an ordinary person, and her cultivation technique made her especially attuned to external disturbances.

Frowning slightly, Ling Qianxue suddenly extended a finger, unleashing a blue Finger Force that shot out and shattered the puppet spider hiding in a corner.

Having done this, Ling Qianxue then moved gracefully and entered the stone chamber.

"Could it be that I’ve been discovered?"

Several hundred meters away, Huo Yuan’s face darkened. He clearly hadn’t expected to be noticed by Ling Qianxue, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, because the discovery was already too late. The stone chamber was very close to his current position, and he would be able to reach it quickly.

At this time, Ling Qianxue had already entered the stone chamber. In the center of the chamber, there was a glowing orb floating above a stone platform. Inside the orb, a pair of snow-white gloves was suspended. Although the energy fluctuations of the gloves were isolated by the orb, a strong aura still permeated through it, conveying an extremely powerful presence.

"What a fierce aura."

Generally speaking, the aura of offensive Holy Artifacts is more aggressive than that of defensive ones, due to the differences in their types.

Pop!

Piercing through the orb with a finger, Ling Qianxue reached out and grabbed the snow-white gloves. The gloves felt soft in her hand, and an extremely cold power crept up through her palm, attempting to invade further.

Hiss!

Ling Qianxue channeled a layer of pale blue True Yuan, easily neutralizing the chill and forcefully infusing it into the gloves, allowing the gloves to get accustomed to their future master.

"So you’re called Ice Heart Snow Bracelet, forged from the Ten-thousand-year-old Cold Soul Stone—tailor-made for me." A smile appeared on Ling Qianxue’s pretty face. It was not easy to find a Holy Artifact that suited oneself.

For an item of the Holy Artifact level, a certain period of acclimatization was required to avoid rejection of one’s energy, although it wouldn’t take too long and varied from person to person.

Clearly, the Ice Heart Snow Bracelet took a liking to the aura around Ling Qianxue. Apart from an initial resistance, it was very cooperative at all other times.

Rustle!

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Soon, a figure appeared at the doorway, with a cold and fierce countenance.

It was none other than Huo Yuan.

Seeing that it was Huo Yuan, Ling Qianxue’s expression changed slightly. If the other party had been just an ordinary Holy List master, she wouldn’t have needed to worry, but Huo Yuan ranked thirteenth on the Holy List—with formidable strength and not easy to handle.

"Oh? It truly is a Holy Artifact."

Huo Yuan was somewhat disappointed; the aura of the gloves was incompatible with him, indicating they were not suitable for him.

"Put it down, and you’re free to go."

However, it was clear that Huo Yuan was not yet at the point where he could disregard a Holy Artifact. A Holy Artifact, even if useless to him, could be considered wealth, or capital. Sometimes, it could be used in barter for something he desired. Moreover, the gloves seemed extraordinary; even if he were to wear them, they could still manifest some of their power.

"Sorry, I really like these gloves."

Ling Qianxue slowly put on the gloves. The somewhat oversized gloves seemed to change size at will, gradually shrinking until they fit snugly. Wearing them on her hands didn’t feel cumbersome, and there was a sense of control over power.

Huo Yuan let out a soft laugh, but the smile was slightly twisted, clearly seeing that Ling Qianxue had no right to refuse him in his eyes.

"Heh, you like these gloves? Fine. Abandon that brat Ye Xuan and become my woman. I guarantee you’ll have whatever you want," Huo Yuan said, his tone shifting as his gaze heatedly fixed on the peerless figure before him.

He suddenly felt that if he could make Ling Qianxue submit to him, become his woman, or even his slave, the blow to Ye Xuan would be even greater.

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