Category: The Saintess Has A Showdown

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 61

    Chapter 61: The Ice Empress

    –Wind Valley, Entrance from the Sea Region

    Boom!!!

    A blast of scorching wind and flame swept through the entrance to the Wind Valley, sending the Ice Shield Palace Spirit Masters stationed there tumbling, almost throwing them off their feet.

    The terrifying gale howled, painting half the sky a crimson hue.

    “Another Saint-rank…?”

    Shock rippled through the Ice Shield Palace’s defenses. Several Saint-rank auras had already appeared. What was this one?

    Judging by the ferocious heat, it was undoubtedly fire-attribute. But whose?

    A green-haired woman, wearing the Ice Shield Palace Master’s exclusive star-patterned robe and a shield-shaped crown, stood at the entrance, her arms crossed, her eyes closed as if asleep.

    Her features were delicate, like a pure village girl, yet she radiated an inexplicable air of aloofness and dominance, a bizarre contrast.

    After about two minutes, a Spirit Master in a standard uniform rushed over.

    “Ice Empress, a report from the front lines! The new Saint-rank is the Weaver of the Sun, Bloodbath Fox Sovereign!!!”

    “……?”

    The green-haired woman, called the Ice Empress, abruptly opened her eyes, a look of shock on her usually indifferent face.

    “Whose?”

    “The… the S-Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace.”

    “What the hell?”

    The green-haired woman had thought that after countless trials and tribulations, she had reached a level where nothing could faze her.

    But hearing this news, she couldn’t help but cry out, her expression shifting rapidly.

    The Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit beast was the Weaver of the Sun, Bloodbath Fox Sovereign? She had never heard such a ridiculous joke in her life.

    “That’s impossible!”

    “The Bloodbath Fox Sovereign appeared and scared off both the Swallow God and the Frost Snow Woman. Dozens of people witnessed it. Also, I suspect the Sorrowful Saintess remained inactive before the Saintess selection because she spent years suppressing that Bloodbath Fox Sovereign. I don’t know where the Sea Concubine Palace found it, but it definitely wasn’t in the Sea Region.”

    “The Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, Weaver of the Sun…”

    Recalling the mythical stories, the Ice Empress muttered the name, then fell silent.

    If the Sorrowful Saintess could subdue even the Weaver of the Sun, then her companion spirit beast was likely not the Variant Water Emperor.

    Could it be an even more powerful water-type Saint-rank…?

    “Since it’s confirmed, spread the news.”

    “Yes!” The messenger nodded, then stopped after a few steps, as if remembering something, and returned.

    “By the way, we can’t hold them back at the entrance. Young Spirit Masters from the Cold Court, Water Wish Pavilion, and Tide Pavilion are all crowding there, clamoring to enter and compete for the Frost Snow Woman.”

    “Are there any Saint-rank Spirit Masters among them?”

    “No.”

    “Then don’t let them in,” the Ice Empress said coldly.

    Without a Saint-rank spirit beast, what were they going in for? To die?

    Unless the Desireless Saintess of the Winter Floating Sky arrived, there was no need to let them in and add to the casualties.

    No… that woman probably wasn’t even aware that she was alive. Letting her in would only cause more chaos.

    The Storm Realm would likely have the same policy. But besides He Daoqi, they might send in another Saint-rank Spirit Master, creating a 2v2 situation.

    Speaking of Saint-rank Spirit Masters, the green-haired woman suddenly thought of the Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, Weaver of the Sun. A wave of disgust washed over her, like she had eaten something foul.

    Most Sea Region factions would probably have the same reaction. The Sea Concubine Palace was putting on quite a show, even more cunning than the Ice Shield Palace…

    Who would have thought that the renowned Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Region had actually contracted a fire-type Saint-rank spirit beast?

    The messenger relayed the order to expel the other factions’ Spirit Masters without hesitation, unafraid of offending them.

    This was the Ice Empress’s command. The title “Empress” denoted a transcendent Spirit Master beyond the Nether Traverse Stage. There were only a handful of such individuals in the entire Sea Region, even rarer than Saint-rank spirit beasts.

    Or rather, it was almost impossible to reach that level without a Saint-rank spirit beast.


    Inside the Wind Valley

    Night had fallen. Inside a dark cave, a blue-haired girl with six teardrop marks on her face rested against the wall.

    Beside her, a faint, glowing green figure lay on the ground, its form flickering, as if about to dissipate.

    This guy was really useless…

    Gong Lianyue sighed. They had found traces of the Frost Snow Woman by a small stream and were about to track her when the Wrathful Saintess suddenly… malfunctioned.

    She said the energy of this seed clone was running low and a new seed was being sent, requiring a few hours of waiting time.

    No wonder she couldn’t die. This wasn’t her real body. It had been Gong Lianyue alone facing the real danger!

    He Daoqi from the Storm Realm hadn’t left the Wind Valley either. She was still wandering around, seemingly waiting for reinforcements.

    The longer this dragged on, the worse it would be…

    Anxious and unable to rest, Gong Lianyue looked at the little fox playing with the blade of grass.

    “Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp~~~”

    The little fox was completely entangled by the willow branches, strange slurping and licking sounds echoing.

    Its ears drooped, its eyes vacant, drool dripping from its mouth, a picture of utter despair.

    Poof!

    The next second, the pitiful little fox vanished, replaced by a watery, humanoid figure—the Water Element.

    Although, with her Dual Soul Body, Gong Lianyue could summon them simultaneously, the Wrathful Saintess was still here, so it was best not to reveal too much.

    And it seemed the little fox had reached its limit…

    Recovering its physical strength was good, but if its mind was broken, it would defeat the purpose.

    [Where’s my flower? Where’s my big, beautiful flower?] A wave of despair emanated from the green vine as the Cloud Dream Flower vanished.

    It burrowed into the ground, frantically searching, scattering dirt everywhere.

    Ignoring the vine, the girl’s ice-blue, teardrop eyes rotated 720 degrees, instructing the Water Element to scout the area outside the cave.

    He Daoqi was still wandering around. They might be discovered.

    Compared to the high-rank Iron Jade Ice Scorpion, the Water Element’s aura was weaker and more concealed, better suited for reconnaissance.

    However, what Gong Lianyue hadn’t expected was…

    Rumble!!!

    The moment the Water Element left the cave, its soul core began to flicker and hum violently.

    “What’s going on!?”

    Like a tidal wave, the core resonated powerfully, the sound reaching a small stream more than ten kilometers away.

    At the same time, a beautiful Snow Woman, having shed her shroud-like robe and bathing in the stream, revealing her snow-white skin, stood up and turned towards the cave.

    The Water Element had once again attracted the Frost Snow Woman!!!

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 60

    Chapter 60: Meek with Foxes, Aggressive with Plants

    [I will return to save you.]

    “??????????”

    As she left, the cold, faintly resentful voice was clearly a soul wave from the Frost Snow Woman.

    Even Saint-rank spirit beasts couldn’t speak human languages. They could only transmit their consciousness through their soul cores, which was then translated into language within the Spirit Master’s mind.

    Save me?

    Gong Lianyue was dumbfounded. Save her from what?

    She was perfectly fine. If it weren’t for the Saint-rank battle, she would have already escaped the Wind Valley. There was nothing to save her from.

    Poof!

    Suddenly, the Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, radiating a terrifying aura, exploded, its blood scattering like pollen in the wind.

    Within the swirling pink mist, a small, weakened fox fell from the sky.

    So the Frost Snow Woman meant she would come back for her?

    Then she would just leave the Wind Valley and hide in the Sea Concubine Palace! Let’s see what she could do then!!

    Lost in thought, the blue-haired girl instinctively reached out to catch the falling fox.

    If it were a real fox, she wouldn’t dare, but it was just a delicate little flower~~~

    Swish—

    Just as the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower was about to land in Gong Lianyue’s hands, a green vine suddenly shot out, intercepting it.

    The glowing green vine quickly wrapped around the little fox, snatching it away.

    “Who!?”

    Gong Lianyue’s heart leaped into her throat as she turned sharply.

    The green figure, who had previously fled, had returned. A green vine extending from her body had captured the little fox.

    The Wrathful Saintess!

    “Shhh”

    Luo Kuxin put a finger to her lips and gently lowered the little fox to the ground.

    Gong Lianyue’s expression turned puzzled. She had thought the woman was going to attack, but she had only caught the Cloud Dream Flower.

    So she was a good person after all. She had misjudged her…

    After placing the little fox on the ground, Luo Kuxin tried to release the vine, but it refused to let go, tightening its grip.

    Drool dripped from the little fox’s mouth as it struggled, its face contorted in pain.

    “What are you doing?” Gong Lianyue asked, exasperated.

    “Don’t worry, this is how plant-type spirit beasts show affection.”

    Luo Kuxin chuckled nervously, pulling on the vine like a tug-of-war, trying to detach it from the little fox.

    But the vine, instead of obeying, rubbed itself against the little fox, leaving a trail of glistening drool.

    “Slurp, slurp, slurp~~~”

    “…”

    Despite the bizarre behavior, Gong Lianyue was shocked to see the little fox’s weakened aura gradually recovering.

    This green vine seemed to possess a strange magic, its mere presence revitalizing and energizing.

    As the little fox regained its strength, it struggled harder, trying to escape the vine’s embrace.

    The vine refused to let go, continuing its relentless licking.

    A strange thought crossed Gong Lianyue’s mind.

    “Could it be… that the little fox is actually popular among plant types…?”

    A flower-fox hybrid, meek with foxes, aggressive with plants.

    After a few minutes of this strange interaction, the green figure collapsed to the ground, panting. She couldn’t control her own spirit beast.

    The little fox, with a look of resignation, simply let the green vine lick it.

    “Strange, I thought you hated animal-type spirit beasts?”

    Luo Kuxin sat on the ground, muttering to herself, puzzled.

    Hearing her words, the green vine’s leaves swayed, forming a question mark in the air [?].

    Luo Kuxin sighed and let it be.

    Her gaze fell upon the small, pink fox wrapped in the vine, its slender body a picture of graceful curves.

    Most striking were the crimson rings around its eyes, like fiery clouds, a stunning accent.

    So this was the weakened form of that Weaver of the Sun, Bloodbath Fox…

    After all, the Sorrowful Saintess was only at the Dawn and Dusk Stage. She couldn’t possibly maintain two Saint-rank spirit beasts simultaneously. Her soul core would collapse.

    So, one of them had temporarily regressed to its juvenile form.

    She hadn’t used the Variant Water Emperor this time. It seemed she had intended to quickly resolve the battle with the more powerful Bloodbath Fox, but the enemy had escaped.

    This woman… had actually hidden the fact that she had two Saint-ranks…

    Truly terrifying…

    “Sorrowful Saintess, I’ve restored her energy. Can we go after the Frost Snow Woman now?” Luo Kuxin asked, turning to the blue-haired girl, a hint of apprehension in her eyes.

    Gong Lianyue was amazed. In less than five minutes, the Cloud Dream Flower, exhausted after its transformation, had fully recovered.

    That strange green vine, even more bizarre than the Frost Snow Woman… was it the legendary Misty Heart Lotus?

    Even a Saint-rank spirit beast was infatuated with it. It seemed the Cloud Dream Flower was a breathtaking beauty among plants.

    Yet, it remained unmoved, still determined to marry a fox.

    “Are you listening?”

    Snapped out of her thoughts by the second call, Gong Lianyue’s heart tightened.

    It was fortunate the Frost Snow Woman hadn’t come looking for her. Going after her now seemed suicidal.

    Maintaining a calm facade, she asked coldly, “Then why did you run away just now?”

    “I-I-I… I couldn’t help it! My… my grass was scared! You… you were too terrifying! And you didn’t warn me beforehand!”

    “It won’t happen again! I’ll help this time!!!” Luo Kuxin stammered.

    This shameless woman…

    Gong Lianyue’s gaze shifted from the green figure to the listless little fox slumped beside her.

    A crimson flame pattern had appeared on the Cloud Dream Flower’s face, seemingly a side effect of the hidden technique [Possessing the Divine].

    Before this, she wouldn’t have dared to go after the Frost Snow Woman.

    But now, the little fox was fully recovered and had awakened Possessing the Divine. Even without the Tyrant Blood Pill and Life Fruits, it should be able to replicate the Bloodbath Fox’s aura, right?!

     

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 59

    Chapter 59: Possessing the Divine

    Ferocious grace, blazing like fire.

    Everything in sight was engulfed and consumed by scorching flames, the sky turning a bloody crimson.

    With this miniature sun as the epicenter, waves of intense heat radiated outwards, its terrifying aura filling the entire Wind Valley.

    Myths were just stories, not to be taken as truth, but a connection to a mythical spirit beast indicated something extraordinary.

    A Saint-rank spirit beast—the Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, Weaver of the Sun.

    The ultimate being, standing at the pinnacle of both the fox and fire lineages. Just standing before it, one felt their very soul being incinerated.

    “This is the Sorrowful Saintess’s hidden Saint-rank spirit beast!!!”

    A Water Saintess, a fire spirit beast. This bizarre incongruity struck He Daoqi as utterly absurd.

    Facing the overwhelming inferno, the black ink swirling around the black-haired girl began to dissipate, her hand trembling as she gripped the brush.

    The Swallow God’s technique was ready, but she couldn’t bring herself to unleash it.

    Both Saint-rank, yet she couldn’t even draw her sword!

    The terrifying Flame Fox Sovereign loomed before her. He Daoqi’s arm trembled. She couldn’t bring herself to provoke this Dawn and Dusk Stage Bloodbath Fox.

    The Frost Snow Woman was also frozen, her aura like a firefly compared to the blazing moon.

    “Is this… really still a Saint-rank…?”

    Blood trickled from the black-haired girl’s bitten lip, her face pale. If the Swallow God were wild, it would have attacked without hesitation.

    It was her fault, a weak and powerless human, scared witless by the mere aura, holding the Swallow God back.

    The Swallow God… it would definitely attack!

    Whimper—

    Suddenly, a trembling whimper, a sword’s cry.

    Feeling the brush vibrate violently in her hand, He Daoqi looked down in disbelief.

    “I see. You want to run too?”

    Spirit beasts sensed fear more instinctively than humans. The Swallow God was even more terrified than she was, its spirit shaken.

    It seemed to have just awakened from a long slumber, its power not yet fully restored.

    If they ran now, they still had a chance!

    But…

    If they fled now, not only would the Gray Citadel be disgraced, but she and the Swallow God would become the laughingstock of both realms, mocked by millions of Spirit Masters.

    So, she couldn’t run.

    Just one strike. She had to at least strike at that terrifying Flame Fox once!

    To prove her dignity and resolve, to redeem the Swallow God’s honor, and then she could flee without regrets!

    Just as the black-haired girl’s arm trembled, about to unleash the attack, a ferocious gaze locked onto her.

    The Bloodbath Fox Sovereign’s blood-red eyes looked down upon her from above.

    Boom!!!

    He Daoqi felt every cell in her body explode, a chill running down her spine, her scalp tingling as she lost consciousness.

    Despite the scorching heat, her mind froze, unable to even move a finger.

    She was going to die, she was doomed…

    The next second, with a whoosh, a black streak shot into the sky.

    Retreating, fleeing.

    The black-haired girl’s figure, carried by two wings of ink drawn by the Swallow God, soared uncontrollably into the air.

    The black wings sprouted from her back, flapping like a jet-powered black comet, streaking across the sky.


    “Two down…”

    Enveloped by the warm sun held in the Bloodbath Fox Sovereign’s tail, Gong Lianyue exhaled deeply.

    Having averted the Swallow God’s deadly attack, she could finally relax and observe her surroundings.

    From within the fireball, she could clearly see the outside world. The forest within the Weaver of the Sun’s range had been reduced to charcoal, the howling hurricane transformed into scorching hot air.

    Wait, what was going on? Was this an illusion too?

    “No, this is different from the previous two Saint-rank transformations. This time, it’s affecting the real world?!”

    Realizing this, Gong Lianyue quickly checked the spirit beast information within her soul core.

    As expected, there was a change in the Cloud Dream Flower’s battle technique list.

    [High-rank Illumination Stage: Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower]
    [Bloodline Talent: Cultivation Amplification]
    [Spirit Beast Battle Techniques: Deep Sea – Possessing the Divine – O]

    “Possessing the Divine…?”

    Gong Lianyue stared blankly. Was this a result of facing near-certain death, the stimulation from the Tyrant Blood Pill, or a combination of both?

    It had caused the Cloud Dream Flower to break through its bloodline limitations and awaken a hidden battle technique.

    [Possessing the Divine: Can borrow the aura of a transformed being. Limited to aura only. Battle techniques and physical body are not replicated.]

    Borrow the aura?

    Reading the description of Possessing the Divine, a drop of cold sweat trickled down Gong Lianyue’s forehead.

    This meant that although it was still fragile, it wasn’t tofu anymore. It had evolved into a gemstone…

    It wasn’t just a convincing imitation anymore. A real Bloodbath Fox Sovereign was standing in the Wind Valley, radiating its aura.

    Unlike the Fallen Whale Island incident, this time, with the Frost Snow Woman entering the Wind Valley, how many factions and powerful figures were watching?

    And then, the Sorrowful Saintess suddenly unleashed a fire-type Saint-rank spirit beast, a top-tier overlord no less. What a crazy development!!!

    Wouldn’t this lead to the terrifying misunderstanding that the Sorrowful Saintess’s Saint-rank spirit beast was the Bloodbath Fox Sovereign?

    The Tyrant Blood Pill’s effect was about to wear off. Although worried about the consequences, Gong Lianyue still directed the little fox to unleash its full aura upon the Frost Snow Woman.

    Pushed back by the overwhelming inferno, the Snow Woman remained indifferent, her eyes fixed on the massive Bloodbath Fox Sovereign with an inexplicable anger.

    One second.

    Two seconds.

    Ten seconds.

    Half a minute.

    Gong Lianyue was drenched in sweat, the life force provided by the Life Fruits almost depleted. The little fox was about to revert to its original form.

    This Frost Snow Woman was stubborn, neither fighting nor leaving. This stalemate couldn’t continue.

    Just as she was about to despair, the massive Snow Woman finally flicked her sleeve and retreated, seemingly unwilling.

    “Phew~~~”

    Seeing the Snow Woman’s receding figure, Gong Lianyue breathed a sigh of relief, collapsing weakly to the ground, her face pale.

    However, before she could revel in her escape, a cold female voice echoed in her ear.

    [I will return to save you.]

    “??????????”

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 58

    Chapter 58: The Sun and the Fox

    “You have to surpass the aura of every Saint-rank present!!”

    Gong Lianyue’s words echoed in its mind as the little fox swallowed the crimson Tyrant Blood Pill.

    It melted instantly, a faint bitterness spreading through its mouth before transforming into a warm current that flowed through its body.

    Having consumed both the Tyrant Blood Pill and ten Life Fruits, the life force within the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower surged dramatically.

    Although just a small, innocent-looking fox, it knew one thing:<

    The moment the Swallow God’s brush struck, all illusions would shatter, and both it and its master would die.

    In that case, it would—

    Drag them into the abyss, crush them into dust!!!

    As the Tyrant Blood Pill took full effect, the little fox’s body glowed with a violent, bloody light, blood seeping from its fur, its eyes turning bloodshot.

    Crimson patterns, like burning clouds, spread across its face, forming fiery rings around its eyes.

    This wasn’t a transformation, but a mutation within its very bloodline.

    Gong Lianyue, still unaware, didn’t notice the second slot in the Cloud Dream Flower’s battle technique list disappear, replaced by a hazy black mist.

    Bang!

    The next second, under the watchful eyes of the three Saint-rank spirit beasts, a pink shockwave erupted, a wave of dreamlike mist filling the sky.

    This time, the eruption was dozens of times larger than before, the illusory fox tail formed by the mist even more massive and awe-inspiring.

    The spreading pollen quickly engulfed the surrounding area for hundreds of meters, swallowing the hurricane and the debris.


    “What’s that!!!”

    At the same time, all the Spirit Masters still in the Wind Valley turned their heads, their gazes drawn to a brilliant white light erupting from the edge of the valley.

    A scorching white light, the sky and earth painted crimson by the spreading flames.

    The terrifying aura emanating from that location made their scalps tingle, an unparalleled power beyond human comprehension.

    The group of Gray Citadel Spirit Masters, not far away, the scarred woman among them, stared in shock.

    “Another Saint-rank…?”

    Although they couldn’t see clearly from this distance, they could vaguely make out a massive fireball floating in the sky.

    A blazing sun, incinerating everything.

    Like a miniature sun falling from the sky, it descended upon the Wind Valley, a terrifying inferno erupting.

    Boom!!!!

    Countless flames, like fireworks, erupted from the fireball, illuminating the night sky.

    The three Saint-rank spirit beasts, witnessing this spectacle up close, their faces pale, their expressions a mix of shock, confusion, and awe.

    Two slender, crimson fox tails, like ribbons, floated in the air, swaying gently, forming two fan-shaped restraints.

    At the tips of the tails, they held a nearly hundred-meter-wide, blood-red fireball, molten lava-like flames dripping from its surface.

    The scorching flames bathed its fur, like a blazing cloak.

    Whoosh—

    As the Saint-rank aura fully erupted, blood-red ripples spread across the entire island like waves in the ocean.

    The scorching heat pulsed outwards, a terrifying crimson storm, crashing into the three Saint-rank spirit beasts.

    He Daoqi’s face turned pale, her grip on the trembling Swallow God weakening, its condensed sword intent on the verge of collapse.

    The Frost Snow Woman fared slightly better, only a slight discomfort on her face as she drifted back a few meters.

    The green-haired girl vanished completely, a human-shaped crater appearing on the ground where she had been standing…

    A biological, fire-attribute, offensive Saint-rank spirit beast?!

    How could the Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace possess enough fire spirit energy to sustain such a powerful fire-attribute spirit beast?!

    He Daoqi’s face was scorched by the blazing wind, tears welling up in her eyes from the searing pain, her dark, vacant eyes filled with dread.

    In the Sea Region’s millennia-long records of Saint-rank spirit beasts, the strongest individual combatant was supposedly the second-ranked water-type Saint-rank—

    Its body the hilt, its blood the sheath, its broken heart the blade.

    [The Water Moon Lantern Flower Sword Heart Crane]

    The woman who possessed this Sword Crane was peerless, invincible, conquering all factions in both the Sea Region and the Storm Realm, just a step away from reaching that unattainable realm.

    Unfortunately, she and her Penetrating You Pool shouldn’t have provoked the Frost Snow Woman…

    Now, in a similar situation involving the Frost Snow Woman, as this terrifying, flame-wreathed figure appeared, He Daoqi couldn’t help but think of the Water Moon Lantern Flower Sword Heart Crane.

    The combat power of this fox-like creature before her might even surpass the Sword Heart Crane, becoming the strongest Saint-rank ever recorded in the Sea Region’s history!


    Legend had it…

    In ancient times, the Flame Foxes were troubled by their inability to find suitable mates due to their high body temperatures.

    One day, they approached the Snow Foxes, whose body temperatures were incredibly low, proposing intermarriage.

    The proud and aloof Snow Foxes, confident in their unmatched beauty, yet wary of the Flame Foxes’ power, made an unreasonable demand: if the Flame Foxes could bring down the sun as a dowry, they would agree to the marriage.

    For the sake of the Flame Foxes’ future, they agreed…

    And so, the entire clan began their journey towards the sun.

    Along the way, some Flame Foxes died from exhaustion, some from thirst, and some were burned to death.

    As they got closer to the sun, most Flame Foxes, unable to withstand the heat, spontaneously combusted, turning to ashes.

    Bathed in sunlight, their blood staining the path, they marched on.

    Finally, only one Flame Fox remained, reaching the sun.

    “Oh, Sun, can you give yourself to me as a dowry for the Snow Foxes?” she asked.

    “No,” the sun refused.

    “Oh, Sun, can you then carry my ashes back to the Snow Foxes? I fell in love with a Snow Fox maiden and wish to be buried beneath her bed after I die,” the charred Flame Fox asked.

    “No,” the sun refused again.

    “Then… can I have just one bite? I want to taste you before I die,” the now-ashen Flame Fox sighed, its soul weeping.

    “Yes.”

    The sun agreed.

    This was the famous myth, passed down for tens of thousands of years, of the Sun and the Fox.

    After consuming the flesh of the mythical spirit beast [Divine Court], the Flame Fox was reborn from the flames, evolving into a new Saint-rank species.

    It was given the name—

    The Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, Weaver of the Sun.

    A true apex predator, a Saint-rank overlord, descending upon the Wind Valley…

     

     

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 57

    Chapter 57: Transcending Saint-rank

    Caught in the crossfire of the two Saint-ranks’ battle, Gong Lianyue was drenched in sweat, yet she hadn’t even summoned her spirit beast…

    To outsiders, she looked like a referee, calmly observing the spectacular fight between the Frost Snow Woman and He Daoqi.

    He Daoqi, despite her recent setback, showed no sign of retreating. Gripping the Swallow God, she rose from the ground, the shattered black and white aura around her replenished by dense ink.

    The Frost Snow Woman, her expression cold, held the white thread in her hands, ready to attack again.

    Just as the tense atmosphere reached its peak, a jarring female voice emerged from the ground.

    “Even your Swallow God is losing. I wonder how those genius Spirit Masters in ancient times managed to defeat Saint-rank spirit beasts in single combat at the same level…”

    “The Frost Snow Woman is just a support type. True offensive types are on a completely different level.”

    Thud!

    As everyone watched, a green figure popped its head out of the ground.

    Gong Lianyue paused, vaguely recognizing the green figure’s face… Wasn’t that the green-haired girl she had encountered in the library?

    “Sorrowful Saintess, what are you waiting for? Summon your Saint-rank spirit beast! Let’s drive away this Storm Realm bitch first, and then deal with the Frost Snow Woman together!”

    Gong Lianyue froze, the girl’s words echoing in her ears.

    What the hell?

    Wait, was this green creature the legendary Wrathful Saintess, Luo Kuxin…?

    Then she had misunderstood that book! The one titled [I Cuckolded My Wife, and She Loves Me Even More]!

    She had simply wanted to hide her interest in the Soul Prison Trial, not expecting to pick up a random erotic novel and be seen by the Wrathful Saintess.

    Come to think of it, Luo Kuxin should have been with the Ice Shield Palace Master when they came to the Sea Concubine Palace, but she hadn’t been present in the meeting hall.

    As Gong Lianyue was lost in thought, He Daoqi’s expression darkened.

    She had been fighting the Frost Snow Woman openly, assuming the Sorrowful Saintess wouldn’t stoop to a sneak attack, but she knew just how shameless and despicable Luo Kuxin was. That woman was capable of anything.

    “Hurry up! What are you waiting for?!”

    “I…” Meeting their gazes, Gong Lianyue stammered, speechless.

    Could they stop staring at her like that? She really didn’t have a Saint-rank spirit beast!

    Even if they looked at her expectantly, as if saying, “Transform already!”, it wouldn’t change anything…

    [Swallow God]

    Bang!

    The next second, the impatient green-haired girl was struck by a sword-shaped shadow of ink, her body exploding into a bloody mist, a gruesome death.

    Green blood splattered everywhere, a strangely… vibrant sight.

    A moment later, a green glow converged, reassembling the girl’s shattered body.

    The green figure rose from the ground, shaking her arm as if she hadn’t even felt the pain.

    “Not a bad massage,” Luo Kuxin said sarcastically, looking at the black-haired woman.

    “Hmph.”

    Hearing the taunt, He Daoqi sneered.

    She knew that level of attack wouldn’t harm her. She had simply been venting her frustration.

    Lowering her gaze, her eyes widening, the black-haired woman’s grip on the brush tightened, a powerful aura erupting.

    She wouldn’t give up on the Frost Snow Woman, even if she had to face two Saint-ranks at once.

    “Swallow God – Colorless.”

    Whoosh~~~

    A wave of ink washed outwards, forming a swirling dragon and phoenix painting behind the black-haired woman, so lifelike it seemed to move.

    As the dragon roared and the phoenix cried, a terrifying wind swept through, dyeing the sky the color of ink.

    Clang—

    A sharp ringing sound, and then the energy vanished.

    All the power and aura converged on the tip of the Swallow God’s brush, shrinking and intensifying, a terrifying sword intent.

    The black-haired woman stood motionless, her eyes closed, holding the brush. The ground beneath her feet cracked from the surging spirit energy, the air itself distorting.

    Under the Swallow God’s power, the world seemed to be reduced to swirling black and white.

    Watching this, a drop of cold sweat trickled down Gong Lianyue’s forehead. Because of the Wrathful Saintess, she had been dragged into this.

    They were both considered enemies now! This attack was meant for both of them.

    Such a terrifying sword strike… it would be instant death, not even leaving a trace.

    The Wrathful Saintess could be revived infinitely, but she… she was done for…

    No—

    Wait, there was still a chance!

    A sudden inspiration, a way out.

    If He Daoqi’s Swallow God unleashed this attack, they would both die. There was no escape.

    So, if the attack could be prevented, there was still a sliver of hope.

    She swallowed hard and whispered softly,

    “Listen carefully. We only have one chance.”

    “They aren’t like those we faced before. We’ve never fought a real Saint-rank before. We have no idea what their limits are.”

    “Transforming into the Seven-Star Titan Moonquake Fox or the Autumn Water Hundred Flower Fox Princess is meaningless. She will unleash that attack, and then… our fake Saint-rank will be exposed.”

    “Think carefully about what you want to become, what kind of aura you want to project. Our lives depend on it.”

    “You…”

    Gong Lianyue muttered softly, pulling out a small, blood-red pill from her bosom.

    The Cloud Dream Flower’s transformation abilities were indeed flawed against a Saint-rank, but with this, things might be different.

    [Tyrant Blood Pill]

    Temporarily stimulates the latent power within a spirit beast’s bloodline. Even the most docile spirit beast would become ferocious and violent, but the effect only lasted for three minutes.

    Because the little fox had been so eager for this pill, she had spent 1000 contribution points on it.

    This was her last chance.

    He Daoqi’s Swallow God radiated a world-destroying aura…

    And at that moment, Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace, finally revealed her spirit beast to the world.

    “Chirp, chirp, chirp~~~”

    A small, adorable, pink fox emerged from her collar, instantly attracting everyone’s attention.

    “A fox?”

    “Wait, isn’t the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit beast the Variant Water Emperor!?”

    The Wrathful Saintess cried out, He Daoqi’s pupils constricting. Even the Frost Snow Woman tilted her head in confusion.

    Perched on Gong Lianyue’s shoulder, the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower listened intently to its master’s final words.

    “You have to make that Swallow God feel fear, terror, dread, even make it lose the will to fight. Only then can we survive.”

    “No, you have to surpass the aura of every Saint-rank present!!”

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 56

    Chapter 56: Saint-Rank Battle

    A Gray Citadel Saint-rank ahead, the Frost Snow Woman behind.

    Caught between them, the blue-haired girl stood frozen like a puppet, a strange sense of déjà vu, like the trapped little fox.

    But she wasn’t just a little fox, and she wasn’t as simple-minded, running back and forth in a straight line.

    This was the first time Gong Lianyue faced a real Saint-rank! And two at once…

    Unlike the Cloud Dream Flower’s imitation, their auras evoked no hostility.

    Although the little fox’s impersonations of the Saint-rank Fox Sovereigns were convincing, they lacked substance, only able to scare spirit beasts below Saint-rank.

    Against a real Saint-rank spirit beast, it was a flimsy disguise, easily seen through.

    “It’s all because those Gray Citadel Spirit Masters were so pathetically weak! They didn’t even last a minute!!”

    Gong Lianyue grumbled, recalling the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion to her spirit space.

    Although the scorpion wouldn’t fear a Saint-rank, it might attract unwanted attention and get caught in the crossfire.

    On the other hand, if she appeared weak and harmless, the two Saint-ranks might ignore her, giving her a chance to escape…

    After an agonizing half-minute wait, like a prisoner about to be executed, the two beings finally appeared in Gong Lianyue’s sight.


    Behind her, the massive Snow Woman, her pale face as beautiful and lifeless as a painting, her shroud-like robe as white as snow, radiated an icy chill.

    The other, a black-haired woman with ancient-style makeup, her eyes vacant, seemed affected by the Snow Woman’s aura, the calligraphy brush on her back trembling violently.

    An incredibly rare weapon-type spirit beast…

    The black-haired woman stopped, her gaze shifting between the Snow Woman and Gong Lianyue. She suddenly bowed slightly and said softly,

    “Gray Citadel, He Daoqi.”

    How polite!

    She hadn’t expected such courtesy from someone from the Storm Realm. Gong Lianyue’s nervousness eased slightly.

    So, could she leave now?

    The blue-haired girl, her expression unchanged, tentatively took a step to the side.

    Swish, swish—

    Instantly, two gazes locked onto her.

    Engulfed by the Saint-rank auras, Gong Lianyue felt like she was suffocating, afraid to even breathe.

    Weren’t they here for the wild Frost Snow Woman? Why bother with an insignificant passerby like her?

    Gong Lianyue knew she was trapped, a situation she had never faced before.

    Even if her Water Element wasn’t just a Water Element, even if the Variant Water Emperor actually appeared, these two would attack without hesitation.

    Both Saint-rank, the outcome uncertain.

    Even if the Cloud Dream Flower transformed into a Saint-rank, it would be meaningless. It couldn’t scare away a Saint-rank. They would definitely attack!!!

    As despair filled Gong Lianyue, He Daoqi observed her warily.

    What was with this Sea Concubine Palace woman? Why hadn’t she summoned her spirit beast, standing there like she was naked?

    And she hadn’t even given her name. The Sorrowful Saintess, truly arrogant…

    Staring at the teardrop marks on the blue-haired girl’s face, He Daoqi slowly grasped the calligraphy brush on her back, her movements cautious.

    Whoosh—

    With a swift stroke, she swung the massive brush, ink splashing outwards like sword strikes, spreading around her.

    The next second, a swirling black and white ink sphere enveloped He Daoqi, a large character [Swallow] appearing on its surface.

    Yin and Yang transforming, clear and turbid separating.

    A Saint-rank, weapon-type spirit beast—

    [Swallow God]

    Boom!!

    Saint-rank power erupted, a terrifying black aura sweeping through the area like a violent wind.

    Although she didn’t understand the Sorrowful Saintess’s intentions, He Daoqi wasn’t interested in attacking the Spirit Master directly. Her attention shifted to the Frost Snow Woman.

    “Swallow God!!”

    The black-haired woman shouted, pulling back the massive calligraphy brush like a sword.

    As she moved, the brush painted a semicircular ink pattern in the air.

    A shimmering, sword-shaped raindrop, radiating a sharp, piercing aura, condensed on the swirling black and white tip of the brush.

    “That weapon is… a sword?”

    Whoosh!

    Before Gong Lianyue could clearly see the ink patterns, something flew past her ear.

    A black streak of light grazed her hair, instantly crossing hundreds of meters at an impossible speed.

    The next second, the black beam, like a laser cannon, pierced through the wind and dust, accompanied by a sonic boom like a falling comet, striking the Frost Snow Woman head-on.

    Boom!!!!

    The black raindrop exploded, a deafening roar echoing, dust and debris filling the air.

    The ground within a radius of several dozen meters around the Snow Woman cracked, everything in the beam’s path pulverized.

    A soft, blue hair drifted down from beside Gong Lianyue’s ear. She stood frozen, tears shimmering in her eyes.

    Couldn’t they just fight without involving her? Why did they have to surround her?!

    “Hm?”

    Noticing the sorrowful, pitying expression in the blue-haired girl’s teardrop eyes, He Daoqi frowned slightly.

    Was she… mocking her?

    Was the Sorrowful Saintess waiting for her to fail before stepping in and showing off?!

    If that mocking expression meant anything, it was that her attack hadn’t been effective against the Frost Snow Woman…

    Whoosh~~~

    A few seconds later, the dust was cleared by a gust of icy wind, revealing a massive ice coffin.

    A bone-chilling aura seeped from the cracks in its lid. The coffin, struck by the sword, remained undamaged, its durability defying logic.

    Unharmed, as expected.

    The Frost Snow Woman’s expression remained cold and indifferent, as if she didn’t even consider the Swallow God, a fellow Saint-rank, to be a threat.

    She calmly pulled a soft, white thread from the crack in the coffin, wrapped it around her hands, and then pulled it taut.

    Snap!

    The white thread whipped through the air, past the blue-haired girl, lashing out like a whip.

    He Daoqi, seeing nothing, suddenly felt a sharp pain as she was sent flying.

    Enveloped in the black and white ink sphere, she was thrown back more than ten meters, tumbling across the ground before coming to a stop.

    She looked up at the distant Snow Woman in disbelief.

    A thread that controlled life and death, a shadow that could shatter mountains and rivers.

    This was the power of a single strand of the Snow Monarch’s fur…

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 55

    Chapter 55: A Single Strand of Hair

    An icy chill radiated from the coffin, dropping the surrounding temperature to freezing, frost filling the air.

    A ten-meter-tall ice coffin, and yet it was enough to terrify several massive spirit beasts, freezing them in their tracks.

    Since no Spirit Master had contracted with a Frost Snow Woman for thousands of years, information about their talents and battle techniques had been lost to time.

    But every Frost Snow Woman, without exception, carried a massive ice coffin.

    Therefore, people speculated that the Frost Snow Woman only had one talent, the materialized ice coffin itself…

    Only one talent, yet each Frost Snow Woman’s abilities differed, determined by the object within the coffin.

    The object within the coffin determined their true power.

    Over thousands of years, people had only witnessed the contents of a Frost Snow Woman’s coffin three times: a drop of frozen blood, an eyeball, and a fingernail.

    And now, these Gray Citadel Spirit Masters were about to witness the fourth.

    Creak—

    The coffin lid opened slightly on its own, releasing a terrifying chill.

    As everyone watched nervously, a thin, shimmering white hair drifted out, swirling before landing in the Snow Woman’s hand.

    “Is that…?”

    “Hair!?”

    The scarred woman’s expression relaxed, and the other Gray Citadel Spirit Masters breathed a collective sigh of relief.

    This Frost Snow Woman’s ability seemed much weaker than those recorded in history.

    Rather than a human hair, it looked more like animal fur, thicker and softer.

    “Big Sister, t-this… this won’t do! We have to run!!!” Suddenly, the gray-robed woman cried out in terror.

    “What is it?” the scarred woman snapped impatiently, her eyes glued to the Frost Snow Woman, practically drooling.

    In her eyes, the Snow Woman was already hers.

    Even if it was a Saint-rank, its role was support. What could it possibly do?

    The allure of a Saint-rank spirit beast… nothing could stop her, not even her own parents!

    “I heard that the object in the Frost Snow Woman’s coffin is a gift from the Snow Monarch, a part of its own body!!”

    “People have already speculated about that. So what?” the scarred woman’s tone sharpened, annoyed by the gray-robed girl’s panicked voice.

    “It is said that the Snow Monarch cherishes its fur above all else. One strand broken, one world destroyed.”

    “?”

    As the gray-robed girl finished speaking, all the Gray Citadel Spirit Masters froze.

    Just then, the hair in the Snow Woman’s hand moved.

    Swish—

    In an instant, the elongated ice thread sliced through the air for nearly a hundred meters, everything in its path cleaved in two.

    Trees snapped, dust and debris flew.

    A clean cut appeared on the Carrion Wolf’s skeletal frame, and the other spirit beasts were sliced like fruit, their halves falling to the ground.

    Thud!

    As the spirit beasts collapsed, blood splattered everywhere, turning the scene into a bloody hellscape.

    The spirit beasts present were at least mid-rank. Being cut in half wouldn’t kill them instantly, but their masters were completely terrified.

    If the attack had been slightly lower, it would have been them sliced in two.

    No one could react at that speed.

    They stood frozen like statues, too scared to even move a finger.

    After all—when people are killed, they die.

    Whoosh~~

    The Snow Woman exhaled a cloud of icy mist, then turned and beckoned towards the ice coffin.

    With a whoosh, the massive coffin shrunk to an invisible speck of dust, flying into the Snow Woman’s body.

    Recalling the coffin, she glided past the fallen spirit beasts, pursuing the fleeing Sea Concubine Palace girl.

    The Snow Woman floated just above the ground, her feet dangling, moving like a character sliding across a screen.

    “…”

    “Big Sister, should we go home?” a soft voice asked a few minutes later.

    “Yes,” the scarred woman replied, her voice trembling with a hint of tears, her face paler than the Snow Woman’s.


    Wind Valley

    Having escaped the Snow Woman’s line of sight, Gong Lianyue breathed a sigh of relief.

    It was fortunate she had disguised herself as a Gray Citadel Spirit Master. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have escaped so easily.

    Come to think of it, had she just inadvertently killed her enemies by luring a monster to them?

    Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑!!

    As expected of me!!

    It was a shame she hadn’t gotten a better look at the Frost Snow Woman. She was so beautiful…

    Riding the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion, watching the scenery blur past, Gong Lianyue relaxed slightly.

    She would leave the rest to the Wrathful Saintess. She was washing her hands of this.

    I’m outta here.JPG

    After riding the scorpion for several kilometers, Gong Lianyue suddenly felt a sense of foreboding and quickly had the scorpion stop.

    She sensed something terrifying nearby, just ahead.

    The oppressive aura made the air heavy and suffocating.

    “This aura is…?

    Crack!

    The teardrops in the blue-haired girl’s eyes suddenly cracked, the water splashing across her eyes, making them wet.

    A few seconds later, the whites of her eyes turned a shimmering, ocean-like blue.

    Her eyes rippled like water, her vision expanding threefold.

    She could now clearly see through the swirling hurricane for three or four kilometers.


    A beautiful woman in a Gray Citadel uniform, her black hair styled in elegant updo, her dark eyes devoid of whites, a chilling sight, appeared in her vision.

    A massive calligraphy brush, with white bristles and a black handle, hung on her back, radiating a malicious aura that seemed to drag one into the abyss.

    “A Saint-rank…?”

    A chill ran down Gong Lianyue’s spine. She ordered the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion to stop.

    This must be the woman those Gray Citadel Spirit Masters had mentioned, the strongest Dead Sea Stage Spirit Master in the Storm Realm. Even the Wrathful Saintess was no match for her.

    Those Gray Citadel Spirit Masters were still holding on. If she returned now, she might have a better chance of escaping with them than facing this woman alone!

    That was her plan, but just as the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion turned around, a chilling, icy mist appeared in her vision.

    The Frost Snow Woman had caught up…

    A Gray Citadel Saint-rank ahead, the Frost Snow Woman behind.

    Gong Lianyue wanted to cry. How had things escalated to this point?

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 54

    Chapter 54: The Snow Woman’s Coffin

    –Wind Valley

    Hidden among the Gray Citadel Spirit Masters, Gong Lianyue carefully concealed her aura.

    Not only the Frost Snow Woman, but a Saint-rank Spirit Master from the Storm Realm seemed to have entered the fray, not to mention the Wrathful Saintess.

    Three Saint-ranks in the Wind Valley at the same time… And these people still delusional enough to want a piece of the action. How utterly naive.

    She would find an opportunity to ambush the scarred woman and then immediately flee the Wind Valley. This place was far too dangerous.

    “The Frost Snow Woman’s aura still lingers. It seems she doesn’t have a specific target, but is searching for something.”

    “This is our chance! We have to find the Frost Snow Woman before those others!!!”

    Heh, and what if you find her?

    Gong Lianyue sneered inwardly. These people must have read too many fantasy novels. They had no idea how weak they were.

    Did they really think this group of small fries could handle a true Saint-rank?

    Jumping into a river would be a faster way to reincarnate.

    “Hey, do you feel cold? Why did the temperature suddenly drop?”

    “Do you?” Gong Lianyue replied casually, hearing a nearby Gray Citadel Spirit Master’s question.

    Suddenly, her teardrop eyes narrowed beneath her cloak.

    At some point, the air had become filled with cold frost and snow, an icy aura spreading rapidly.

    Due to her high cold resistance, she hadn’t noticed, but the entire valley was now enveloped in an icy mist.

    The mist was right before their eyes, yet these Spirit Masters, their minds and spirits seemingly frozen, remained oblivious.

    “Achoo!! With the temperature dropping so much, the Frost Snow Woman must be nearby! Everyone, summon your spirit beasts and lure her over!”

    The scarred woman’s face was filled with excitement. Then she noticed something was wrong with her companions.

    They were staring behind her, their faces contorted in shock and terror.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “What are you looking at…?”

    “Y-You…”

    A chilling wind numbed the scarred woman. Realizing something, she slowly turned her head.

    Her heart almost stopped.

    A massive Snow Woman in a shroud-like robe stood behind her, her cold, vacant eyes radiating a terrifying chill, her long white hair flowing behind her like waves for more than ten meters.

    Her aura was calm, serene, an aura that seemed to invite eternal slumber.

    The Frost Snow Woman, a Saint-rank spirit beast.

    So beautiful…

    This was the first time Gong Lianyue had seen a real Saint-rank spirit beast. She was instantly captivated by the Snow Woman’s ethereal beauty.

    Her soft, white eyebrows were lowered, her serene appearance like a painting, breathtakingly beautiful, dreamlike.

    Staring at the Snow Woman for a moment, a drop of cold sweat trickled down Gong Lianyue’s forehead.

    She realized the Snow Woman was also looking at her.

    I only glanced at you accidentally. There’s no need to chase me into the Wind Valley!!!

    The next second, the Snow Woman’s sleeve flickered as she reached out.

    “…”
    “…”

    Swish!!

    In the blink of an eye, Gong Lianyue had retreated more than ten meters.

    Abandoning all pretense, she climbed onto the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion’s back and fled, quickly disappearing from sight.

    Seeing the familiar ice scorpion, the scarred woman froze, her mind reeling. She shook her head to clear her thoughts.

    “Ignore that Sea Concubine Palace girl! Focus on the Frost Snow Woman!!”

    “Awooo!!!”

    At the scarred woman’s command, a ferocious roar echoed through the valley.

    A terrifying skeletal wolf stood before the Snow Woman, its appearance incredibly ferocious, its bony frame trembling slightly.

    [High-rank Terror Carrion Wolf]
    [Mid-rank Wind Binding]
    [Mid-rank Rage Wind Giant]
    [Mid-rank Wind Elemental Commander]
    [——]

    Seven or eight wind-attribute spirit beasts of various shapes and sizes materialized.

    The scarred woman’s nervousness turned to excitement as she realized this Frost Snow Woman was only at the Dead Sea Stage.

    A Dead Sea Stage Saint-rank was just a child! Working together, they had a chance to defeat her!!!


    Watching the blue-haired girl flee, a puzzled expression appeared on the Snow Woman’s calm face.

    Then she looked at the strange, giant creatures blocking her path, her pale face turning cold once more.

    A chilling wave of spirit energy radiated from her, an icy aura spreading outwards, the Spirit Masters and their spirit beasts before her tensing up.

    Boom!!!!

    A few seconds later, a massive object fell from the sky, shattering the ground.

    A deafening crash echoed in everyone’s ears, dust and debris obscuring their vision.

    As the Carrion Wolf cleared the dust with a swipe of its claw, the Gray Citadel Spirit Masters stared in horror at the massive object before them.

    Was that… a coffin?

    A massive ice coffin, nearly ten meters long, covered in snowflake patterns, radiating an icy chill from a crack in its lid.

    The Snow Woman gently stroked the side of the coffin, her expression soft.

    As the ice coffin landed, the temperature plummeted, making it difficult for the Spirit Masters to breathe.

    Not because of the cold, but because of the terrifying aura emanating from within the coffin, filling them with dread.

    It was as if… a god resided within…

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 53

    Chapter 53: Contending for the Frost Snow Woman

    Frost filled the air, dyeing everything in sight a blinding white, snow swirling and falling.

    The Frost Snow Woman, a Saint-rank spirit beast, descended upon the Wind Valley.

    As a terrifying chill spread, everyone’s minds froze, unable to think clearly.

    Only after the massive Snow Woman vanished from sight did the Ice Shield Palace Spirit Masters regain their senses, their faces filled with shock.

    “It’s the Frost Snow Woman! Quickly notify Ice Shield Palace headquarters!”

    “Issue a command! All personnel in the Wind Valley, withdraw!!!”

    A cacophony of panicked shouts echoed as chaos erupted within the Seventh Palace’s stronghold.

    Only those at the Palace Master level knew about the Frost Snow Woman. The others were completely caught off guard by the sudden appearance of a Saint-rank spirit beast.

    The green-haired girl shoved the blade of grass back down her throat, her expression shifting rapidly.

    A Saint-rank aura instantly filled the entire Wind Valley. The situation had exploded. This was no joke.

    A wild Saint-rank spirit beast within reach… who hadn’t dreamt of such a miraculous opportunity?

    The Storm Realm Spirit Masters would surely swarm the Frost Snow Woman. Even those within the Sea Region had their own agendas. No one wanted to see the Wrathful Saintess obtain a second Saint-rank spirit beast.

    Capturing the Frost Snow Woman was already incredibly difficult, and now it was even more so…

    “Saintess, shouldn’t you try!?”

    A maid rushed over excitedly. With a Saint-rank appearing, the only Saint-rank Spirit Master present had no reason not to try.

    If she successfully contracted with the Frost Snow Woman, she would become the only dual Saint-rank Spirit Master in the Sea Region, reaching the pinnacle of power.

    Try, my ass…

    Ignoring the excited maid, Luo Kuxin’s eyes flickered, a mix of frustration and hesitation in her gaze.

    “Issue my command. From now on, no one is to enter the Wind Valley.”

    “There’s still a chance—”

    Muttering softly, the green-haired girl stepped into the Wind Valley.

    Boom!!!

    The moment she entered, a holy, shimmering, emerald green light enveloped her, transforming into a dark, surging aura that shot towards the sky.

    Her green hair danced wildly like willow branches, a terrifying aura spreading outwards for dozens of kilometers.

    This was a declaration of war against the Storm Realm.

    Before today, Luo Kuxin would have given up. She wasn’t a match for that woman.

    But today was different. The Sorrowful Saintess was here.

    If the two of them joined forces, they should be able to handle her…


    Deep within the Wind Valley

    A group of Gray Citadel Spirit Masters gathered on a hillside, led by a fierce-looking woman with a scar on her face.

    The Storm Realm had issued a retreat order, but they hadn’t obeyed, gathering instead.

    The Sea Region Alliance probably had a large number of people doing the same. Everyone dreamt of possessing a Saint-rank spirit beast.

    “This isn’t a good idea. We’ll be punished,” the girl in the silver robe, whose spirit beast was the Wind Binding, said softly.

    “What’s there to be afraid of? Once I contract with the Frost Snow Woman, I’ll be on equal footing with that person.”

    “I will never forget this scar! I will have my revenge!” The scarred woman traced the deep gash on her face, her expression ferocious.

    “Sister Lü, why did she attack you? You were on the same side,” another girl with silver twintails asked timidly.

    “Hmph, she interfered when I was fighting the Wrathful Saintess. Although it was unintentional, she still inflicted this irreparable damage on me.”

    So it was an internal conflict?

    Gong Lianyue, disguised in a Gray Citadel uniform and hidden among the group, was speechless.

    She had simply thought impersonating a Gray Citadel member would be a good disguise. Those from the Wind Demon Palace and Earth’s End Palace always lowered their heads when they saw Gray Citadel Spirit Masters, making it difficult for them to notice any flaws.

    She hadn’t expected to be mistaken for one of their own and pulled into their group, encountering this scarred woman and her followers. How unlucky.

    This Dead Sea Stage, scarred woman seemed to hold a high position within the group, several Spirit Masters obeying her commands respectfully.

    Gong Lianyue had been planning to kill them all when she overheard some shocking news.

    A wild Saint-rank spirit beast, the Frost Snow Woman, had descended upon the Wind Valley!

    She had only glanced at the woman, not expecting her to be so persistent, chasing her all the way from the Sea Region to the Wind Valley.

    Slightly startled, Gong Lianyue decided to stay with the Gray Citadel group. If any danger arose, they would bear the brunt of it.

    Just then, the Gray Citadel members’ tokens began to flicker.

    “Tch, another secret order from the higher-ups. They said she’s coming and told everyone to retreat.”

    “Ignore them. A Saint-rank spirit beast is more important!”

    “But… not only is she coming, along with the Wrathful Saintess, but the Sorrowful Saintess is here too. Can we really capture the Frost Snow Woman…?”

    “We won’t know until we try. Maybe she was attracted by one of our talents~~~”

    The scarred woman chuckled optimistically, then her heart suddenly pounded, her body trembling uncontrollably.

    The next second, an unparalleled aura erupted from the edge of the Wind Valley, a terrifying malice that made their scalps tingle and goosebumps rise all over their bodies.

    That woman was coming!!!


    Meanwhile, at the edge of the Wind Valley…

    A black-haired woman in a Gray Citadel uniform, her dark eyes devoid of whites, a terrifying sight, stood there.

    Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, styled in elegant updo. But beneath her graceful appearance lurked an oppressive aura like a vengeful ghost.

    A massive calligraphy brush, with white bristles and a black handle, hung on her back, radiating a dark, chilling aura.

    The moment she entered the Wind Valley, the entire area was plunged into a twilight gloom.

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 52

    Chapter 52: The Frost Snow Woman

    –Wind Valley

    Submerged at the bottom of the lake, Gong Lianyue saw a different scene reflected in her teardrop eyes.

    Whirling snow covered the sky, a beautiful woman in a shroud-like robe, her long white hair and pale face like a painting.

    Despite the distance of hundreds of miles, she had clearly seen the Frost Snow Woman, a brief glimpse that sent a chill through her, her body almost freezing.

    The desolate snowy mountain scene vanished, and the girl’s vision returned to the murky water.

    “What the…?”

    Gong Lianyue gasped for breath, her heart pounding, making her dizzy.

    The lake water flowed into her lungs, but she could breathe it like air, the mechanics of her body defying explanation.

    After recovering, she looked at the Water Element in shock. Its life core had returned to its usual dim state, no longer shimmering.

    What had just happened? Had something about the Water Element attracted the Frost Snow Woman, creating a resonance between them?

    Although it sounded far-fetched, it was the only explanation Gong Lianyue could think of.

    More precisely, the scene she had just witnessed was likely transmitted through the Water Element’s consciousness. It had used the resonance frequency of its core to establish a momentary connection with the Frost Snow Woman.

    Just like animals that couldn’t communicate with language, they could convey messages through other means.

    Was it a coincidence, or…?

    “Forget about the Frost Snow Woman for now. They must know the Sea Concubine Palace is here.”

    Five hours had passed since Gong Lianyue arrived. There were probably more than a dozen Sea Concubine Palace members in the Wind Valley now. It would be strange if the enemy hadn’t noticed.

    As for the Frost Snow Woman, she wasn’t likely to actually come to the Wind Valley looking for her. Gong Lianyue had merely glanced at her…

    Glare at me, and I’ll kill your whole family!!

    That kind of trope was outdated.

    Carried by the Water Element’s swirling currents, the blue-haired girl swam deeper into the lake.

    She would be more cautious from now on, less reckless.

    She wasn’t particularly worried about the two women from Gray Citadel. After all, the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion still had its Five-Leaf Clover technique. Once that poison was unleashed, the outcome was uncertain.

    But her goal wasn’t to slaughter members of the Storm Realm. Gong Lianyue didn’t want to expose her identity as the Sorrowful Saintess. Escalating the conflict would complicate things with the Frost Snow Woman.

    Creating ripples with rapid movements, she intentionally swam downstream, away from the previous area.


    After swimming for half an hour, a faint light appeared in the murky depths.

    Just as Gong Lianyue was about to surface, she heard voices above and stopped.

    “Since the Sea Concubine Palace is here, does that mean the… Crying Saintess is here too?”

    “It’s the Sorrowful Saintess.”

    “Right, right, the Sorrowful Saintess. Doesn’t she have the Variant Water Emperor? Why haven’t we sensed a Saint-rank aura yet?”

    “Not sure. Maybe she’s planning something. But it’s basically confirmed to be a Saint-rank spirit beast. The Wind Demon Palace people were slaughtered, and she was only at the Illumination Stage at the time.”

    “Illumination Stage? Hahaha, that’s hilarious…”

    “I heard she’s incredibly ugly, with seventy or eighty teardrop marks on her face, like she’s constantly crying.”

    “Damn, that’s disgusting.”

    !!!?

    Hearing their increasingly distorted gossip, the blue-haired girl lurking below frowned angrily.

    She had intended to keep a low profile and avoid unnecessary killing, but insulting her appearance? That was unforgivable!

    A small, pink flower bud appeared in her hand. The Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower couldn’t maintain its fox form underwater.

    [Deep Sea]

    Whoosh~~

    The next second, a dreamy, ethereal aura enveloped the two women above.

    As their minds clouded, the blue-haired girl, like a water ghost, surfaced and grabbed their ankles, pulling them down.

    “Ah!!!!!!!

    A few minutes later, the two disrespectful Spirit Masters drowned in the river, the Deep Sea illusion becoming a reality.

    Gong Lianyue casually checked their faction tokens: [Earth’s End Palace]. They seemed to be slightly higher ranked than the Wind Demon Palace, but still among the bottom tier of the Storm Realm.

    “Fifteen tokens already. I can’t kill any more…”

    Looking at the tokens she could barely carry, Gong Lianyue felt a little troubled.
    (③④②⑨⑥⑦④⑥⑤)

    She alone had killed fifteen enemy Spirit Masters. Combined with the other Sea Concubine Palace members’ efforts, they had dealt a significant blow to the Storm Realm.

    There had to be a limit. If she continued like this, she might attract the attention of some powerful figures they couldn’t handle.

    If the Storm Realm deemed her a high-level threat, they would issue a special aura alert for her.

    In that case, she would be detected the moment she entered the Wind Valley, and they would send specialized Spirit Masters to deal with her, like with the Wrathful Saintess.

    So, she really couldn’t kill any more. One or two at most!


    Ice Shield, Seventh Palace

    A massive palace stood at the edge of the Wind Valley, a defensive line formed by countless Ice Shield Palace Spirit Masters, tasked with repelling invasions from the Storm Realm.

    Although the Seventh Palace was only mid-ranked among the Twelve Palaces of Ice, the current Wrathful Saintess belonged to them, so their status rose every few years. It was only a matter of time before they entered the top three.

    A green-haired girl with twintails sat in meditation at the very edge of the Wind Valley, half her body inside, half outside.

    Luo Kuxin, the Wrathful Saintess—

    She was provoking them, being a nuisance, picking a fight.

    The Storm Realm had issued a special alert for her due to her Saint-rank spirit beast. If she even stepped half a foot into the Wind Valley, alarms would blare throughout their territory.

    Her current position was precisely at the edge of the Wind Valley, confusing the sensors, causing the alarms to malfunction intermittently, a constant, irritating blare echoing in the enemy territory. A truly despicable tactic.

    The Saint-rank Spirit Master on the other side had tried the same thing, but they had given up. No one was as persistent as this woman, sitting there for months on end, disrupting everyone’s lives.

    Boom!!!

    Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

    A terrifying aura descended upon the Seventh Palace’s stronghold.

    Under this immense pressure, most of the members were paralyzed, unable to even move a finger.

    Frost filled the air, the sky turning a blinding white as snow fell.

    A few seconds later, a beautiful Snow Woman, her long hair trailing on the ground, her body shrouded in icy mist, appeared.

    Although her proportions were human, she was four to five meters tall, her… chest incredibly impressive.

    Swish—

    The Snow Woman glided through the air, not even bothering to look down, casually entering the Wind Valley as if the Ice Shield Palace’s defenses were nonexistent.

    Watching the Snow Woman enter the Wind Valley, the green-haired girl froze.

    What the hell? Her Frost Snow Woman, the one she had been waiting for, had just flown away?

    And into the Wind Valley no less! A Saint-rank aura entering their territory would instantly alert everyone!

    Just then, a small, green blade of grass sprouted from Luo Kuxin’s throat.

    Swaying gently, its leaves unfurling, the blade of grass tilted its head in a very human-like expression of confusion.