Among the five people, Qin Chuan was surrounded by a thick layer of red leaves that made even his face appear flushed red. At this moment, he had not yet opened his eyes.

Dong Richen felt confident that his cultivation was the highest—the others were no match for him. He released his oppressive aura, making it difficult for the other cultivators to even move. He approached Su Zhuyi, wearing a sun, moon, and stars pendant around his neck—red for the sun, gold for the moon. This was a very precious secret treasure of the Dong Fushan Sect and a symbol of status and position. If nothing unexpected happened, he would at least become an elder in the future, and even have a chance to compete for the position of Dong Fushan Sect’s sect master.

Among the younger disciples, he was currently the only one qualified to wear the sun, moon, and stars pendant.

He was the Dong Fushan Sect’s future elder.

Su Zhuyi was the disciple of Luo Ying from Gujian Sect’s Luoxue Peak. He had once seen Luo Ying and felt she was so beautiful as to seem unreal, like the moon in the sky—even if he had the heart for it, he couldn’t reach her. Unexpectedly, Luo Ying’s disciple was also this beautiful, yet with a different kind of beauty from Luo Ying.

A different flavor of beauty.

Luo Ying’s beauty was coldly aloof and pure. Standing there, she was like a fairy from the clouds, inspiring reverence that made one reluctant to defile her.

Su Zhuyi’s beauty was blazingly seductive. Sitting there, she was the most soul-stirring enchantress in the wilderness. Her azure hair scattered in the water, her tender white skin exposed beneath the surface, her roundness wrapped in a chest band, her exquisite curves—every part was alluring. It made one’s heart itch, wanting to pounce directly and fiercely possess her. To taste her soul-consuming, bone-melting flavor would be worth dying for.

Dong Richen released his oppressive aura, making it difficult for the others to move. Then he half-knelt in the hot spring pool, one hand passing through Su Zhuyi’s shoulder to brace against the pool wall, the other gently pinching her chin and slightly lifting her face upward.

“First, I’ll leave some marks of love on your body, then I’ll have the sect master go propose marriage to your sect.” He smiled sideways, his gaze wandering over Su Zhuyi’s body, feeling she was like a fairy with no part that wasn’t enticing. For a moment, he didn’t know where to start.

“Pervert! Shameless!” Dan Ruyun trembled with anger, her chest rising and falling rapidly, which drew another glance from Dong Richen. But he shook his head, saying: “A bit too big, too big isn’t attractive either… Should be like hers—the size is just right, perfectly fitting in one palm…” While speaking lewdly, Dong Richen also knew where to start. He released the hand pinching her chin, about to cover her chest, but the next moment, Dong Richen discovered his hand had been seized by Su Zhuyi.

Slightly stunned, his smile grew even wider: “I know you’re already at the Golden Core stage, but being able to move under my oppressive aura shows quite good strength. In that case, if we dual cultivate, our cultivation speed will increase even more. You see, aren’t we a match made in heaven?”

Su Zhuyi chuckled softly.

She finally understood why she had some impression of that Xundao Sect disciple but no impression of this Dong Fushan Sect person.

Because “geniuses” like him who acted without thinking usually died early! He had died early on—what impression could Su Zhuyi have of him?

So what if he was a hundred-year-old mid-Golden Core cultivator?

Su Zhuyi exerted force with her hand, her eyes suddenly turning ice-cold as she raised an eyebrow and asked: “Gone crazy wanting a dao companion?”

With a cracking sound, she directly crushed Dong Richen’s palm to pieces. Su Zhuyi said word by word: “After you die, have your sect master arrange a ghost marriage for you!”

“Ah!” He hadn’t expected Su Zhuyi to suddenly attack, directly crushing his hand bones as if it were nothing. Dong Richen cried out in pain, his hand that had been bracing against the pool wall suddenly slapped toward Su Zhuyi’s shoulder.

Qin Chuan had just opened his eyes and saw this scene. He stared at that oppressive aura, suddenly stood up with a whoosh, and struck out with his sword. The Evil-Repelling Sword slashed toward Dong Richen’s arm. After feeling pain, Dong Richen circulated his spiritual energy, and the sun, moon, and stars pendant around his neck suddenly burst forth with dazzling light. Though Qin Chuan’s sword strike was powerful, their strength differed by an entire realm, so it only cut a gash on Dong Richen’s hand, causing him minor injury.

Dan Ruyun had originally been furious, but now she was stunned for a moment, her cheeks suddenly reddening as she unnaturally looked away. Qin Chuan was handsome—his features were already very attractive. Wearing clothes, he appeared cool and aloof, but when unclothed, with his black hair loose, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, when he stood up with two red leaves still clinging to his body, his usual cold rigidity disappeared, replaced by handsomeness and beauty that nearly made Dan Ruyun stare dumbfounded.

Su Zhuyi also looked up and glanced at Qin Chuan, worthy of being chosen by Heaven’s Way to replace Qin Jianglan, much better than the other two. Qin Chuan had originally been extremely angry, glaring at Dong Richen, but feeling the two women’s gazes, he felt quite cold below. Though he usually appeared mature, he was not that old. His face flushed red, and he immediately sank into the water. The nearby Xundao Sect’s Chang Yuege came out to mediate: “If you truly like her, then request the sect master to propose marriage later. Don’t be presumptuous toward the lady now.”

“Shut up.” Dong Richen said coldly.

He released his oppressive aura, cold winds swirling around him. The sun, moon, and stars pendant flew up from his neck, suspended in mid-air to his left and right. That radiance made it difficult for others to keep their eyes open. Combined with the oppressive presence, the current Dong Richen seemed clothed in the light of the sun and moon, inspiring awe.

His left hand had just been crushed. Only after injecting spiritual energy did it improve slightly. Dong Richen had never suffered such humiliation. Burning with rage, his oppressive aura locked onto Su Zhuyi: “What goes around comes around. You crushed my hand bones—how should I repay you?”

“Come here.” Su Zhuyi sat sideways, tilting her head slightly and brushing back a strand of wet hair from her temple. But that strand of hair wasn’t very obedient, just sticking to her jade-white cheek.

“Begging for mercy now?” Dong Richen sneered. “Too bad it’s a bit late.”

“Yes, I’ve changed my mind.” Su Zhuyi smiled, then suddenly lifted her foot and kicked: “People like you don’t even deserve a ghost marriage—spare everyone the disgust!” Her kick struck directly below Dong Richen’s waist and abdomen. She wasn’t controlled by his oppressive aura at all. This strike used her full strength, and as she attacked, the broken sword in her hand already slashed toward the sun, moon, and stars pendant, making it sway left and right so that Dong Richen’s protective barrier instantly weakened and was completely shattered by Su Zhuyi’s full-strength kick.

Dong Richen immediately let out a miserable howl, and Su Zhuyi had already moved forward lightly, appearing before him like a ghost. While his hands covered his lower body, her five fingers became claws reaching for his chest, but at the last moment changed to a Blazing Palm, shattering his chest cavity with one palm and burning out a scorched smell.

“You…”

Dong Richen’s eyes were about to split with rage, but he was also barely breathing, hanging by a thread.

Dong Richen was dying, so his oppressive aura naturally disappeared. Xundao Sect’s Chang Yuege saw Dong Richen falling toward him and instinctively reached out to catch him, shouting: “Show mercy! He’s almost gone…”

But he saw Su Zhuyi narrow her eyes and raise her hand. Golden light overflowed from her fingertips as several lightning strikes fell directly on Dong Richen. Chang Yuege hurriedly withdrew his outstretched hand, immediately leaning to the side and squeezing together with Qin Chuan, his face full of shock.

He had secretly peeked at Su Zhuyi before, but now his heart was jumping up and down, and he felt the impact was too great. Such a beautiful woman struck so ruthlessly, directly killing someone? Instinctively clamping his legs together, Chang Yuege’s heart grew cold. Not caring about much else, he pressed tightly against Qin Chuan’s side, shoulder to shoulder.

Qin Chuan: “…”

He thought: “Little Master is still the same as before.” Back then, when watching her kill people, he had been so scared his legs went weak and he wet his pants. Now, he didn’t feel afraid anymore.

“He’s dead?” Dan Ruyun reacted and immediately moved toward the direction away from the corpse, but the pool was only so big, and now had a charred corpse soaking in it—disgusting beyond words. Afraid in her heart, she couldn’t care about much else and squeezed toward Qin Chuan and the others’ direction. The result was three people huddled together, hiding among the red leaves, while Su Zhuyi stood alone on the opposite side with a completely corpse lying in front of her.

No one had ever imagined that soaking in the Quicksand River’s spiritual spring would turn out like this.

At this time, outside the barrier, Dong Fushan Sect’s sect master’s face changed dramatically. He raised his hand to attack the barrier, roaring: “Chen’er!”

Dong Richen was the most outstanding disciple of the Dong Fushan Sect’s younger generation, with quite a high status. His soul lamp had been lit, but now the soul lamp had gone out.

“What’s that guy going crazy about?” Danhe Sect’s Dan Qingshan asked curiously.

Duan Linshu shook his head without speaking.

Xundao Sect’s sect master had a grave expression, while Yunxiao Sect’s sect master stood there expressionlessly, as if indifferent to everything around him.

Finding that the barrier couldn’t be broken, Dong Fushan Sect’s sect master directly struck at Duan Linshu with one palm. Duan Linshu blocked the attack with his flying sword horizontally, shouting: “Dong Lin, what are you doing?”

Dan Qingshan also followed up: “Could it be you’re like that someone else, about to suffer qi deviation?”

Xundao Sect’s sect master silently retreated a step, while Yunxiao Sect’s sect master opened his eyes, his ice-cold gaze falling on Dong Fushan Sect’s Dong Lin.

Dong Lin’s eyes were bloodshot as he said hoarsely, “Dong Richen is dead! Killed by your Gujian Sect’s female cultivator!” Dong Lin flicked his sleeve: “Right now, the one with the highest cultivation in the barrier is that Gujian Sect’s Su Zhuyi. She killed Dong Richen, and next it will be your disciples’ turn.”

Dong Lin pointed his magic weapon directly at Duan Linshu, trembling with rage: “Your Gujian Sect—have you already colluded with the demonic path, taking this opportunity to break the backbone of the righteous path? The disciples inside are all carefully selected disciples. You—your heart is damnable!”

Dong Richen died inside?

And was killed by Su Zhuyi?

Duan Linshu furrowed his brows deeply: “First, find a way to open the barrier, then we’ll talk after investigating clearly!”

“The heart-blood soul lamp—could it be fake?” He glared at Duan Linshu angrily: “Your disciple did such a thing—you can’t escape responsibility either. Everyone, help me capture Duan Linshu!”

Duan Linshu’s expression darkened as he looked toward Yunxiao Sect’s sect master: “Is there a way to open this barrier?”

Previously, the barrier would automatically open after ten days, and they could see the general situation outside—who had more red leaves and who had fewer. The disciples inside would also come out one after another when they couldn’t persist. They had never encountered the current situation.

During the soaking in Quicksand River, a disciple inside had killed someone.

“Wait.” Yunxiao Sect’s sect master said.

The disciples from their other sects also had soul lamps lit. Now only Dong Fushan Sect’s had problems—there must be a reason. But since the barrier couldn’t be opened now, they could only wait.

Duan Linshu voluntarily walked to the middle, under the aura suppression of the other four sect masters. He stood gravely at the barrier entrance, his heart also jumping up and down.

Su Zhuyi, oh Su Zhuyi, after not watching you for just a few days, you’ve stirred up such huge trouble again. Really…

It makes one’s head ache.

This matter couldn’t end well.