Wang Ye naturally heard the distant call.

As a Sect Master, Wang Ye often inspected the cultivation of the numerous disciples on Tianyong Mountain.

Thus, he was familiar with the voice of every Disciple.

The voice coming through was pleasant and alluring, yet somewhat unfamiliar.

Moreover, with the Alliance Hierarch’s tournament approaching, Wang Ye felt a heightened sense of alertness.

Following the voice, he encountered Pei Junhong leaning on a cherry blossom tree, seemingly on the verge of collapsing.

A pink robe flowed with thousand strands of hair like willow.

As if a Fairy descended to the mortal realm, indeed a peerless beauty.

Her looks, when compared to Chu Mingyue and Xia Yurou, were equally unmatched.

"This woman must be Pei Junhong."

For some reason, Wang Ye felt a vague familiarity.

It seemed he had met her in a past life.

Perhaps this was the effect of the Red Dust Fate Severing Line.

"Are you Pei Junhong, intending to harm me?"

An icy voice emanated from Wang Ye’s lips.

The voice was immeasurably cold.

As a Sect Master, naturally, he wouldn’t be like ordinary men, unable to move upon seeing a beauty.

Pei Junhong was startled upon hearing this, but soon regained her composure.

Have I been exposed?

Since I’ve been seen through, there’s no point in pretending.

"Yes, I am Pei Junhong."

Pei Junhong replied seriously.

She stood atop a cherry blossom tree, arms crossed over her chest, looking down at Wang Ye.

Her charming face seemed to be cloaked in ice.

"My good sister wants to become the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, so you should abandon the idea of becoming the Hierarch."

Pei Junhong spoke with a cold tone.

She had stepped into the Demi-god Realm, capable of easily discerning Wang Ye’s strength.

Wang Ye was still some distance away from the Demi-God Realm.

If he doesn’t heed her advice, there would be no choice but to fight.

"Leave Tianyong Mountain, or you will die."

Wang Ye swung his long sword.

He already knew Pei Junhong had reached the Demi-God Realm.

To deal with Pei Junhong, he had exhausted all means.

It’s impossible to raise his cultivation to the Demi-God Realm in just a few days.

Thus, he focused on comprehending techniques to weaken the opponent.

Pei Junhong was quite startled.

In this life, every man wished to associate with her.

Even the previous Hierarch, Qin Tianba, had fallen at her feet, yet this man seemed indifferent?

As the master of Red Dust Residence, she knew men admire strong figures.

Apparently, he needed to see her true power.

In the next moment.

Her silhouette vanished into the Cherry Blossom Forest.

Wang Ye did not hesitate, immediately wielding a Cherry Blossom Sword Rain.

The endless cherry blossom swords cascaded down, covering an area within a ten-kilometer radius.

The sword rain weaved together, resembling layer upon layer of curtains.

Pei Junhong suddenly appeared before Wang Ye, holding a red line in her hand.

"Such speed?"

Wang Ye was startled, meeting Pei Junhong’s gaze, his heart raced upon seeing her peerless beauty.

"Red Dust Fate Severing Line."

Pei Hongchen’s Red Dust Line entwined with Wang Ye, both felt an instinctual connection.

Yet she still employed a deadly technique.

In her eyes, a red line shot out, resembling a steel needle, brimming with energy heading directly towards Wang Ye’s forehead.

The distance between them was less than half a meter.

Wang Ye immediately steadied himself, using Piaomiao Steps to hastily retreat.

He wore a slight smile.

Easily dodged the incoming red line.

"My technique cannot be fully executed."

Seeing Wang Ye evade her technique.

Pei Junhong’s eyes flashed with shock.

Many had harbored malicious intent due to coveting her beauty but met their end under the Red Dust Fate Severing Line.

At this moment, she realized it wasn’t that Wang Ye had grown stronger.

But rather the Red Dust Fate Severing Line’s power was diminished.

This Sect Master Wang is peculiar; this place isn’t safe for long, in the next moment, her body gradually became ethereal, transforming into light particles and disappearing amidst the cherry blossoms.

Wang Ye collected his techniques this time.

The Cherry Blossom Forest was heavy with mist.

The sky was densely clouded, with traces of sunlight breaking through.

This was the moment when Yin and Yang energies intersected, leaving everyone feeling a bit drowsy.

Even Wang Ye was not exempt.

"Wish to indulge with the spring breeze."

Even with sleepiness looming, Wang Ye refused to halt his cultivation.

He practiced with his sword.

Simultaneously, he contemplated the mysterious aspects of the spring breeze.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, a cultivation technique emerged in his mind.

"Intoxicated Wind-Chasing Steps."

This technique was profoundly marvelous.

Once executed, it enabled strange footwork.

This footwork appeared dazed and drunken, yet its speed was swift.

And due to its unpredictability, the enemy couldn’t easily pursue.

Meanwhile, this technique had the effect of slowing the enemy’s speed.

If the enemy focused on watching its footwork, they quickly fell into a trance-like state.

Afterward, Wang Ye began to practice according to the technique’s instructions.

Pei Hongjun quickly left Tianyong Mountain, arriving at its foot.

She donned a cloak, wearing a pink long skirt, pacing under the mountain.

"Hmph, I actually failed."

Pei Hongjun was quite unwilling.

It was her first failure in life.

Her eyes revealed doubt.

How did Wang Ye see through her plot?

This plan was actually uncovered by him?

The ones who knew of the plan were only Qin Qi and herself.

If she didn’t say anything, Qin Qi certainly wouldn’t either?

Why was the plan still revealed?

Frowning, she pondered.

At that moment, Qin Qi emerged from Tianyong Mountain, flustered.

Originally planning to charm Dongfang Qing.

But upon seeing Dongfang, she noted that Dongfang Qing still had greens stuck between his teeth, and his hair had clumped into braids.

Clearly, his hair hadn’t been washed for months.

As Qin Tianba’s daughter, pampered since young, dwelling in the pristine Blackwater Palace.

How could she tolerate such a man?

Thus, when she saw Dongfang Qing, she reconsidered.

After a brief conversation with Dongfang, she caught a whiff of his body odor and couldn’t endure, promptly fleeing.

Upon reaching the foot of Tianyong Mountain, Qin Qi leaned against a Qingyun Pine, vomiting.

Her face was full of disgust.

She initially thought Dongfang Qing was handsome but was shocked by his untidiness.

Reflecting on Dongfang Qing’s appearance, she felt utterly repulsed.

His teeth were covered in yellow plaque; how long hadn’t he brushed them?

Upon seeing Qin Qi’s condition, Pei Junhong smiled and asked.

"Girl, did you succeed?"

This was the agreed meeting place between the two.

Thus the two women could meet here.

Qin Qi raised her hand, saw Pei Junhong, and sighed.

"Sister, I failed, Dongfang Qing is definitely eccentric, I’ve never seen someone so unkempt."