Chapter 238

Chapter 238: Bing Yuyan’s Vow

Faced with Mu Yujing’s deadly aura, Zhang Yang might have retreated to the safety of the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins in the past.

But now, he felt no fear.

At this moment, the Vast Forest stood as a sacred place—no one dared to underestimate it.

Moreover, Bing Yuyan approached, her chilling aura forcing Mu Yujing to take a step back in hesitation.

Bing Yuyan stood firm against the many Great Boundless Perfect Stage cultivators. Cold and proud, she declared, “Whoever dares to strike, I will accompany you to the end.”

Her Ice Spirit Holy Sword exuded a terrifying presence.

Among the Great Boundless Perfect Stage experts present, many possessed auxiliary holy treasures, but few had weapons meant for direct combat—such treasures were incredibly rare. None dared to challenge her.

Bing Yuyan placed a hand on Zhang Yang’s shoulder, and with a graceful leap, they vanished from sight.

“We must hurry back,” Zhang Yang said. “Stealing the Great Path Sacred Fruit Tree will provoke all ten Saint-level forces in the Southern Region.”

Bing Yuyan, unshaken, replied, “There’s no need to worry. With Chi Sheng’s help, the Small Tree King has uncovered many great secrets—secrets capable of burying any invading saints. The Vast Forest is secure.”

Zhang Yang glanced around, puzzled. “Then what are we doing here?”

They stood outside Fengyu Town, in a desolate, uninhabited area.

Bing Yuyan’s stunning face twisted into a fierce expression. Despite her beauty, she gritted her teeth and said sharply, “Now tell me, when do you plan to lift my vow?”

Vow?

Zhang Yang blinked, recalling the scene in the secret chamber beneath the Ice and Snow Divine Palace in the Vast Forest.

At that time, he had shattered the pride of the most beautiful woman in the Southern Region, forcing her to finally lower her head and call him Master.

He remembered how, upon leaving the Ice and Snow Divine Palace, this great beauty had stubbornly called him Master a hundred times in one breath.

And now, after just a few months, she was back, stirring up trouble.

“What if I refuse?” Zhang Yang asked.

Bing Yuyan sneered. “That would be best. Then I can beat you until you change your mind. After all, there’s no one here.”

“Hey~~”

Zhang Yang almost cursed.

This woman had clearly set her sights on him long ago.

She had come alone.

She was originally at the Great Boundless Perfect Stage, and with the Great Path Sacred Fruit in her possession, she could enter seclusion and break through to become a saint immediately. Yet, she hadn’t followed Yuluan back—this was the real reason.

Something felt off.

She had deliberately brought him here, where no one else was around.

For the first time, Zhang Yang found himself in a situation entirely beyond his control.

Like a rogue, Bing Yuyan clenched her fists, making a series of crisp cracking sounds, as if she was prepared to ruthlessly trample him.

“I think we should leave soon. Once news of the Great Path Sacred Fruit Tree being taken spreads to Yilie, Mu Yujing, and the saints behind them, a major incident could unfold. They won’t back down without a fight, which means we’re in danger,” Zhang Yang warned.

Bing Yuyan’s pride surged as she huffed, “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.”

Zhang Yang countered, “Don’t you want to become a saint? I helped you obtain the Great Path Sacred Fruit.”

Bing Yuyan scoffed. “Even if you didn’t give it to me, do you think I couldn’t get one myself? Who dares not to leave me a piece?”

She was as determined as ever.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes. “If I don’t lift the vow, what can you do? If you so much as touch me, I’ll endure it—and then tell everyone that you called me Master.”

“You wouldn’t dare!” Bing Yuyan’s expression shifted.

If this got out, it would be difficult to explain, especially since Zhang Yang had once saved her. People would undoubtedly assume things.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes and said, “Go ahead. Do whatever you want. Let’s see who regrets it in the end.”

Bing Yuyan gritted her teeth. If it had been anyone else, she would have killed them to silence the matter. But not Zhang Yang.

“What will it take for you to let me go?” she shouted in frustration.

Zhang Yang chuckled coldly. Did she really think she could just drag him to a deserted place and force him into submission?

If he didn’t hold something over her, who knew what she would do?

Bing Yuyan bit her lip.

Just then, someone approached hurriedly.

It was Bing Yuyan’s two personal maids, Feng Daoer and Shuang Jianer, accompanied by a middle-aged beauty.

“Palace Master, the Grand Elder of the Green Sparrow Palace urgently wishes to meet the young master,” Feng Daoer reported.

The middle-aged beauty was Mu Lanxin, the Grand Elder of the Green Sparrow Palace and Xue Feishuang’s master.

Originally, Xue Feishuang had taken Zhang Yang as her disciple on her master’s behalf, but due to various reasons, their bond had been severed. However, Zhang Yang greatly admired Mu Lanxin.

When the Seventh Prince led the Demon Slayer Team to pressure the Green Sparrow Palace, Mu Lanxin had not selfishly abandoned Xue Feishuang. Instead, she had allowed her to choose her own path—an act of rare integrity.

Even though Xue Feishuang had officially severed their master-disciple relationship, everyone knew their bond still remained. At the same time, Zhang Yang could never truly become Mu Lanxin’s disciple.

But that didn’t diminish his respect for her.

“Zhang Yang greets the Grand Elder.”

He stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Bing Yuyan clenched her jaw at the sight—why was he so polite to others while being so cruel to her?

Mu Lanxin smiled gently. “Young Master Zhang, there’s no need to be so formal.”

“Grand Elder, though I could not become your disciple, I have always regarded Xue Feishuang as my sister. In my heart, you are like a master to me,” Zhang Yang said sincerely.

Bing Yuyan felt a pang of envy and irritation.

Mu Lanxin sighed. “Perhaps it was simply not meant to be.”

After exchanging a few words, Zhang Yang got straight to the point. “Did you come to see me about the Great Path Sacred Fruit?”

Mu Lanxin hesitated slightly. “Indeed. This fruit holds great significance to our Green Sparrow Palace. I wonder if…”

Bing Yuyan rolled her eyes. It holds great significance to everyone—it can create a saint.

She also noticed that Mu Lanxin was at the Great Boundless Perfect Stage. With the fruit, she could break through to the Saint level herself.

Zhang Yang responded straightforwardly, “I have one in hand. If you need it, I can give you a piece.”

He had collected eighteen Great Path Sacred Fruits, giving fifteen to Yuluan to take back. That left him with three—originally intended to attract independent Great Boundless experts to strengthen the Vast Forest.

“Really? That’s wonderful! The Green Sparrow Palace will forever remember this kindness,” Mu Lanxin said, her eyes lighting up with excitement.

Zhang Yang could sense her urgency and immediately reached for the fruit.

However, Mu Lanxin quickly clarified, “I don’t need it right now—it has another purpose. If you’re not busy, I’d like to invite you to the Green Sparrow Palace.”

Zhang Yang glanced at Bing Yuyan and said, "I have nothing going on."

"Great!"

Mu Lanxin took out an ancient teleportation array.

Bing Yuyan sneered. If Mu Lanxin thought she could shake her off, it was impossible. Stepping forward with Feng Daoer and Shuang Jianer, she said, "We have nothing going on either. Protecting the master of the Vast Forest is our duty."

Zhang Yang secretly gave her the middle finger.

She caught his finger and twisted it so hard that his face turned green—this woman was ruthless.

Mu Lanxin, preoccupied with her urgent matter, did not notice and directly activated the ancient teleportation array.

With a flash of light, they vanished from the spot.