Chapter 103: Victory and Defeat
An apocalyptic scene of meteoric destruction, the abyss filled with a desolate, lifeless aura.
The five fist-shaped trenches deepened, a terrifying crater at their center.
Amidst the devastation, after more than a minute of silence, a faint green glow emerged from the ruins.
Pop!
A delicate green sprout pushed its way through the debris, swaying gently, a testament to life’s tenacity.
Then, it twisted and grew, rapidly transforming into a graceful, green, female figure.
The Wrathful Saintess, fully revived!
Luo Kuxin anxiously scanned the center of the impact zone, but only a swirling cloud of dust and debris remained, obscuring everything.
The Sorrowful Saintess had broken through to the Dead Sea Stage in that instant, her Saint-rank power reaching a new level.
The Ice Soul Cold Star… its power was now on a completely different level.
That terrifying, chilling aura, like sinking into a dark, mysterious abyss, unfathomable, even stronger than before…
Luo Kuxin had a rough idea of how the Sorrowful Saintess had achieved such a sudden breakthrough.
What shocked her even more was the sheer volume of the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit energy, far exceeding even a peak Dead Sea Stage Spirit Master.
So that was why the Sorrowful Saintess had been suppressing her cultivation, constantly accumulating and refining her spirit energy.
Years of unseen cultivation, a single moment of world-shaking revelation.
Boom!!!
A violent aura erupted, scattering the dust and debris.
The Wrathful Saintess froze, her body stiff, a bone-chilling cold running down her spine.
As she had expected, a terrifying sight unfolded before her.
“Ooo—”
A massive, grotesque arm, as thick as a city wall, burst from the ground, shattering the earth for hundreds of meters around it.
Accompanied by a low, guttural moan that sent chills down her spine, the shockwave caused the surrounding ground to collapse.
This…
Looking at the towering silver arm, the Wrathful Saintess’s eyes twitched uncontrollably.
The Tyrant Demon Seed could still unleash such power? Had it not been injured at all?!
A single arm, large enough to blot out the sky… This was far beyond the theoretical size limit for a Dead Sea Stage spirit beast, closer to a Samsara or Nether Traverse Stage behemoth!!!
The massive, silver arm reached towards the sky, pulling a weak and limp silver rabbit woman from the depths of the earth.
Then, with a poof, the figure exploded in a cloud of dust and rabbit fur.
“What the hell?! That scared me!!”
Luo Kuxin, her heart pounding, stood frozen, covered in rabbit fur.
So that massive arm… was just the Tyrant Demon Seed’s tail?
She had almost wet herself, thinking the Tyrant Demon Seed had entered a third form!!!
Having used such a powerful attack simply to save itself, the silver rabbit woman’s once massive tail was now the size of a… tiny mushroom, barely visible unless one looked closely.
Her beautiful face now held a delicate, vulnerable expression, her slender, white legs sprawled out beneath her, a tempting, pitiful sight, inviting a protective embrace, the domineering aura of a Saint-rank completely gone.
Her already high sex appeal, with only a few strands of fur covering her body, increased tenfold. Luo Kuxin, her face expressionless, wiped a trickle of blood from her nose.
It seemed the Tyrant Demon Seed had suffered a significant blow, both physically and mentally. But what about the Sorrowful Saintess?
As the dust settled, a blue-haired girl was revealed.
Gong Lianyue remained frozen, her body encased in ice. The Frost Snow Woman beside her showed no reaction, having not directly participated in the battle.
The other spirit beast, the small, graceful purple figure, flickered like a dying light, as if about to dissipate.
“Phew~~~~”
The Ice Soul Cold Star exhaled a stream of icy mist, then turned to the Snow Woman in her shroud-like robe, its mouth moving silently.
The Frost Snow Woman, her expression cold and indifferent, her thoughts always a mystery, seemed even more unreadable now, having become the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit beast.
Even after hearing the Ice Soul Cold Star’s words, her expression remained unchanged, she simply nodded silently.
Creak!
As the silver rabbit woman and the Wrathful Saintess watched curiously, the massive ice coffin beside the Frost Snow Woman slowly opened, a grating sound like gears turning.
No gruesome corpse, no terrifying secrets, just an empty, dark void within.
Ignoring the silver rabbit woman, the Ice Soul Cold Star calmly floated into the coffin.
The lid slowly closed, sealing the exhausted Ice Soul Cold Star within.
??????
They could do that?
The Frost Snow Woman was a support-type spirit beast, but since no human Spirit Master had contracted with one for thousands of years, the specifics of their abilities had been lost to time.
Its true purpose, its true power, were unknown.
In what form the Ice Soul Cold Star would reappear after this period of dormancy remained to be seen…
Crack!
With the Ice Soul Cold Star sealed away, the Tyrant Demon Seed weakly rose to its feet.
Wild spirit beasts couldn’t regenerate within a spirit space, so their recovery speed was far slower than that of contracted spirit beasts.
And the Frost Snow Woman’s ice coffin clearly had something to do with rapid recovery. There was no comparison. The Ice Soul Cold Star might be fully recovered in seconds.
As Luo Kuxin watched with a strange expression, the silver rabbit woman limped towards the Frost Snow Woman.
Was she still planning to fight?
The next second, the silver rabbit woman spoke.
“￥#%F!%G41fvcx12x4dtrgc2”
“F!@$TV!VGHncv1243254XR@!C#rt” the Frost Snow Woman replied in the same language.
Luo Kuxin strained her ears to listen, but the ear-splitting, demonic sounds almost made her head explode. She clutched her head in pain.
As expected, the language of humanoid spirit beasts was incredibly complex, considered the most difficult language in the world, incomprehensible to human minds.
Communication between weapon-type, elemental-type, and even most biological-type spirit beasts was relatively simple. But the language of humanoid spirit beasts was like a chaotic mix of every dialect and encrypted code in existence. No one could learn it unless they were born a humanoid spirit beast.
What were they saying…?
As time passed, the Frost Snow Woman and the silver rabbit woman seemed to be having a pleasant conversation, no animosity between them.
The two beautiful, humanoid spirit beasts were a sight to behold.
Although the silver rabbit woman was over two meters tall, her long, slender legs accounting for 1.5 meters of that height, while the Frost Snow Woman was barely over 1.5 meters tall overall, in the eyes of most spirit beasts, which were often hundreds of meters tall, any human-shaped creature, regardless of their size, was considered petite.
Chapter 104: The Tyrant Demon Seed and the Frost Snow Woman
–Wind Valley, at the bottom of the shattered cliff.
With the Ice Soul Cold Star sealed away, the battle between Saint-ranks ended, a pyrrhic victory at best.
But for some reason, the previously ferocious silver rabbit woman had suddenly lost her hostility, chatting amicably with the Frost Snow Woman, acting like an ordinary human girl.
“What are they talking about?” The Wrathful Saintess, standing in the distance, was curious, but she couldn’t understand the humanoid spirit beast language. Neither could her spirit beast.
If she had to guess, they were probably discussing the reason for the fight…
Saint-rank spirit beasts were intelligent, and the Tyrant Demon Seed hadn’t displayed any particularly aggressive or bloodthirsty tendencies. Therefore, the reason for its attack couldn’t have been a simple territorial dispute or a desire for combat.
This made it difficult to guess. If she wanted to know, she would have to try to get them to communicate in another language…
Rustle—
As the Frost Snow Woman and the silver rabbit woman chatted, a small crack appeared in the ground. From the dark opening, a small, green sprout emerged, swaying gently, then twisting suggestively.
“#&#&#&#&#&#”, the little sprout wiggled and swayed, letting out a series of shrill, unpleasant cries (in the common spirit beast language).
“…”
“…”
An awkward silence fell. Everyone, including Luo Kuxin, who covered her face with her hand, stared at the green sprout in stunned silence.
She naturally understood the common spirit beast language. Translated into human terms, the sprout had just said:
“Stop speaking in gibberish! Can’t you speak a language humans (spirit beasts) can understand?”
After a long pause, the smug little sprout was gently picked up by the silver rabbit woman.
The rabbit woman looked at its innocent, affectionate face, then opened her mouth and swallowed it whole.
“Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!!” Luo Kuxin screamed as her spirit beast was devoured.
After this gruesome, horror-movie scene, the green-haired girl also suffered the consequences, her body dissolving into dust.
The poor Wrathful Saintess, killed by her own spirit beast…
Witnessing Luo Kuxin’s death, the Frost Snow Woman remained cold and indifferent, showing no sympathy, continuing her pleasant conversation with the rabbit woman.
Just then, a faint aura approached from deeper within the Wind Valley.
Whoosh~~~~~~~~~
From the distant horizon, a figure, enveloped in swirling clouds, its sharp scales like blades, rapidly approached, its speed incredible, breaking the sound barrier, a massive bird of prey.
A Storm Realm Spirit Master, radiating a Samsara Stage aura…
As expected. They had been fighting for so long. It would have been strange if no one came.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The next second, the ground exploded, and the Tyrant Demon Seed, transformed into a silver streak, shot towards the sky, colliding with the massive bird.
The impact created a terrifying shockwave, a deafening roar, the hurricane spreading for miles.
The Samsara Stage bird of prey was thrown back hundreds of meters. A few of its feathers fell off, and it radiated an aura of intense anger, its power surging.
Unlike the Illumination, Dawn and Dusk, and Dead Sea Stages, the Samsara Stage was incredibly complex. Even among Spirit Masters at the same stage, there could be a vast difference in power.
Like the two Samsara Stage senior instructors from the Sea Concubine Palace, who had been too terrified to even face a Dead Sea Stage spirit beast under the influence of the Fear talent. A truly shameful display.
But this wind-type bird, its rank unknown, showed no fear in the face of the Saint-rank’s aura, even returning its hostility.
A high-rank, Samsara Stage spirit beast—the Mist Soaring Cloud Strider!!!
After a few seconds of confrontation, an enraged female voice echoed from the sky, “Tyrant Demon Seed, I was still more than a hundred meters away from your territory! Why did you attack me!?”
The Tyrant Demon Seed didn’t respond, simply looking down at her with disdain.
“…”
“…”
The woman riding the Cloud Strider’s face twisted in anger, struggling to contain her rage.
She hadn’t intended to fight the Wind Realm Gatekeeper. She had rushed here to investigate the massive battle that had just occurred. She didn’t have time to waste, nor was it worth fighting a rabbit.
Taking a few deep breaths, the woman exhaled and ordered the Cloud Strider to fly around the Tyrant Demon Seed, trying to get a closer look.
However, just as the bird was about to turn, the silver rabbit woman blocked its path, a menacing look in its eyes.
“Why the fuck?! I’m not even trying to steal your loot! I just want to look! Are you crazy?!?!?”
The woman was about to explode. What was wrong with this rabbit today? Was it pregnant or something? She couldn’t even get close enough to observe. How was she supposed to report back?
“Sorry, Teacher, I didn’t finish my homework because my pet rabbit wouldn’t let me.”
“Sorry, readers, no update today because my pet rabbit wouldn’t let me write.”
Heh, as if anyone would believe that.
While the Tyrant Demon Seed and the Wind Realm Spirit Master argued, the Frost Snow Woman, carrying the ice coffin and the blue-haired girl, had already left the Wind Valley, entering the Storm Realm!
No one knew what the Tyrant Demon Seed and the Frost Snow Woman had discussed.
Wrathful Saintess: Dead.
Blissful Saintess: Missing.
Sorrowful Saintess: Successfully infiltrated.
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