Accompanied by the descent of the palm of the avatar of one hundred zhang.
That terrifying sensation of pressure made the cultivators of the Maiden Sect hold their breath.
The only cultivator in the Integration Realm of the Maiden Sect was the Founding Elder!
For them, someone in the Integration Realm was already practically an invincible existence!
But for Meng Zihao, who was already at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm.
The opponent had not yet reached the level of being invincible!
Sword cultivators, when unsheathing their swords, must fight—why fear death?
From the Qi Refinement Realm, he had been recognized as a genius with a clear sword heart and innate talent for the sword, and to this day, his sword heart remained incredibly pure.
So, in front of Xiao Junle, he pointed the tip of his sword, and an innumerable amount of gray sword energy surged toward the palm of the avatar.
After forcefully destroying the palm of the avatar with pure sword energy.
Xiao Junle let out a cold laugh, and the palm of the avatar immediately restored itself as if nothing had happened.
Next, the avatar launched another palm, pushing Meng Zihao back to the entrance of the Maiden Sect.
With a dark expression, Meng Zihao stopped at the entrance, holding his sword in his right hand horizontally, while his left hand began to slide over the blade.
As the fresh blood from his palm seeped onto the blade and was absorbed.
The previously violent sword energy instantly increased more than tenfold.
The members of the Maiden Sect were also terrified; that Meng Zihao acted this way was evident he was willing to risk his life.
All for jealous love? Was it really necessary to go this far?
But no matter how chaotic everything was.
A gigantic sword of one thousand zhang, entirely formed from sword energy, broke through the space and descended directly from the sky.
This sword strike completely covered the territory of the Maiden Sect.
It even alarmed the experts from the seven great sects, who began to observe this terrifying battle through their divine arts.
Xiao Junle did not expect this man to reach such a level of madness.
With a dark expression and a simple thought, his avatar, which looked extremely similar to him, grew several times in size in an instant, raising a palm to try to stop the sword.
When the tip of the sword collided with the palm of the avatar, it shattered quickly.
But the body of the sword continued to descend.
The palm of the avatar resisted for a moment, but soon cracks began to appear everywhere.
With no other choice, Xiao Junle made the avatar's other hand form a fist and strike the sword.
Each punch made the body of the sword, formed from sword energy, become a little more transparent.
The cracks in the avatar also began to spread from the palm, then to the entire arm, and then to the rest of the body.
Until the cracks covered the entire avatar, and that terrifying gigantic sword finally disappeared.
The avatar also vanished with the wind.
Making Xiao Junle pale slightly, with a look full of murderous intent directed at Meng Zihao.
The sword cultivator, huh.
If he reached the same stage as him, Xiao Junle probably wouldn't have much chance of defeating him.
Just as Xiao Junle was about to get serious.
A small, thin figure rose into the air.
It was none other than Fang Meiyun, the leader of the Maiden Sect!
Flying to the center of the battlefield, Fang Meiyun shouted excitedly: "Don't fight over me!"
With her shout.
The murderous intent in both men disappeared completely.
Xiao Junle even flew immediately to Fang Meiyun's side and said:
"Alright, if you say we won't fight, then we won't. I'll do as you say."
"Hmph, if it weren't for Meiyun speaking, today, even if my soul faded, I would still send you back to the realm of the Soul-befouling, heartless bastard!"
Meng Zihao teleported and said with a cold smile.
"Whether I have a heart or not, that's not for you to decide. I'll give you some advice: cultivate well and stop thinking about my Meiyun, she's not interested in you."
"Oh, really? If that were true, why doesn't Meiyun expel me right now? I think you understand nothing."
"And what do you understand about her? She's just being polite with you."
"You don't understand her? I've been with her for hundreds of years!"
Upon hearing them both arguing nonstop.
Fang Meiyun kicked each of them while shouting furiously:
"You two damn scoundrels, go fight somewhere else! If you have no shame, I do!"
"Calm down, Meiyun, we won't fight anymore."
They both said in unison.
"Get out! I don't want to see either of you."
Fang Meiyun, with a darkened face from anger, shouted once more, then turned to the other elders and asked:
"If the elders have no objections, shall we consider today's meeting over?"
Everyone nodded silently.
There was no way to object, the strength shown by these two was truly astonishing.
If they were willing to stay as bodyguards for the Maiden Sect for Fang Meiyun.
Then the combat strength of the sect would be even greater than before.
After calming everyone down, Fang Meiyun sighed with relief in her heart.
She didn't even look at the two men and turned to return to her cave.
Meng Zihao followed closely, determined not to separate from her.
Xiao Junle, on the other hand, stayed at the spot, laughing coldly.
This guy wanted to be like a sticky gum?
With Meiyun's personality, that was asking for humiliation.
And, as expected, when Meng Zihao insisted on entering Fang Meiyun's cave after her, after a brief dispute, he ended up with a slap and was thrown out.
After a long time without being hit.
Meng Zihao felt incredibly rejuvenated, like he was in heaven.
"What did Brother Tang Yu say? Is this what they call... covering the pot with a lid?"
After laughing to himself, Meng Zihao covered his face and turned around to leave.
"With a useless person like this, it's no wonder that in hundreds of years Meiyun hasn't even looked at him once."
Seeing Meng Zihao's figure moving away, Xiao Juele shook his head and couldn't help but lament the lack of self-awareness of that guy.
With that level, he still dared to try to take his woman?
He headed to the entrance of Fang Meiyun's cave and directly used his divine skills to break the space and forcefully intrude.
Fang Meiyun, who had just sat down on a chair, noticed Xiao Juele's presence and, with a grim face, said:
"Who allowed you to enter?"
"From the moment I came back to find you, I decided to break into your body... no, into your life."
Xiao Juele winked at Fang Meiyun as he spoke.
"Get out! Disgusting! Pervert! Despicable! Shameless! Beast! Bastard!"
Fang Meiyun spat all kinds of insults.
If Meng Zihao had been there, just hearing that avalanche of curses would have made him laugh so hard he wouldn't have been able to sleep that night.
Xiao Juele also enjoyed hearing them, he approached and grabbed Fang Meiyun's chin saying:
"Insult, insult as much as you want. The harder you insult, the more it shows that you care about me."
"Rot in hell!"
Fang Meiyun spat forcefully in his face.
Xiao Juele, soaking wet in the face, laughed perversely, stuck out his tongue, and licked the part where he had been spat on, sighing: "Really, after a long drought, a sweet rain."
"..."
Before Fang Meiyun could raise her hand to hit him.
Suddenly, he grabbed her chin again and said: "Don't reject me anymore, I know how you feel."
"What do you know about how I feel?"
"I know everything. Don't hide it anymore, little one. Eyes don't lie."
Just when Fang Meiyun was about to open her mouth to insult him, Xiao Juele was already kissing her.
Then, Fang Meiyun froze, as if an immortal emperor had used a technique to freeze her in place.
Her mind seemed to stop as well.
When she regained her senses, she was already being carried to the bed.
Seeing that this guy was going to take off her clothes.
Fang Meiyun had already closed her eyes at first, resigned not to fight anymore.
After so many years, she still couldn't forget him.
He had become her inner demon.
But just at that moment…
Countless images arose in her mind.
All of them were of Meng Zihao, from when they met, his company, until now.
He... had truly accompanied her for many years.
If Xiao Juele had occupied half of her heart forcefully,
Meng Zihao, on the other hand, had silently taken the other half.
A surge of complex emotions filled her chest, which led her to push Xiao Juele away with all her strength and, gritting her teeth, screamed:
"Get out!"
"Meiyun, why resist? Even though you're not as beautiful as you once were, I still love you deeply. I don't seek your beauty, I just want to possess you completely, because you mean so much to me."
Xiao Juele sat next to the bed with a serious expression, already naked.
"Still, no!"
Fang Meiyun firmly covered herself with her clothes, rejecting that man outright.
While they were struggling.
Tang Yu was leaning on the railing of a small pavilion at the top of a mountain, eating fruit and watching the show.
On the stone table in the center of the pavilion was a mirror made of condensed water.
The mirror displayed exactly what was happening in Fang Meiyun's cave.
Tang Yu wasn't looking directly; he just knew what was happening by hearing it.
Meng Zihao, on the other hand, was sitting next to the table watching with great enthusiasm.
Only, when he saw that the "fight" stopped before reaching the final scene,
he felt a bit unsatisfied and commented: "What a pity, what a pity… it was just a little bit short. Brother, was that treasure of yours… covered with a lid?"
That treasure had been given to him by Tang Yu earlier, to be placed in Fang Meiyun's cave, telling him that something good would come later.
When he broke into the cave and received a beating, he secretly installed it.
Then he was telepathically called by Tang Yu's consciousness.
And indeed, he ended up seeing a scene that excited him very much.
Before, seeing Tang Yu's drawings, he had already felt something similar.
But seeing how they were abusing Meiyun, he felt a kind of humiliation.
For others, humiliation is just humiliation, but for him, humiliation is happiness.
"Don't imitate the way I speak, it bothers me."
Tang Yu also laughed seeing that this guy was entertaining him.
"If you like it, I'll give it to you. I made it especially for you, it cost me no more than eight hundred high-quality spirit stones. Between brothers, what do a few stones mean?"
"No, no, that's not right. I can't let my brother put in so much effort, spend, and even lose money for me. I didn't bring many spirit stones, but here, take this flying sword, it's a vital sword I forged in the past. Then I changed it, but even though someone offered me fifteen hundred high-quality spirit stones, I didn't want to sell it."
Meng Zihao took out a small, multicolored flying sword and tried to force it upon Tang Yu.
After rejecting it a thousand times, Tang Yu had no choice but to accept the sword with tears in his eyes, gaining one thousand four hundred fifty high-quality spirit stones and saying:
"The next time you're this generous, we stop being brothers."
"Okay, okay, then I'll keep the mirror for now. You were right, brother, life is much more entertaining now."
Meng Zihao smiled contentedly.
"The best is yet to come."
Tang Yu stood up, stretched, said goodbye, and went down the mountain, leaving Meng Zihao alone, happy, drinking wine.
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