Chapter 254: The Path of Human Desire

Upon hearing Chen Fei’s retort, Liu Shan couldn’t help but laugh.

Senior Sister Peach Blossom laughed even more wildly, her seductive voice dancing through the air. “Oh, little brother, you’re quite the witty one! I’m getting more and more interested in you~”

Liu Shan narrowed his eyes. “Seems like you still haven’t realized what’s really happening, huh? Why don’t you take a closer look at what’s inside your body?”

Chen Fei chuckled disdainfully. “You mean this?”

As he spoke, a purple-red sigil floated in his palm.

“You… you actually managed to remove the demonic seed?!” Liu Shan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Even Peach Blossom showed a rare trace of surprise.

In truth, when Liu Shan learned of Chen Fei’s presence in Linnan City, he never intended to kill him. His real plan was to implant a demonic seed in him!

After all, Chen Fei was a direct disciple of the Heaven-Smiting Patriarch, someone who could interact openly with the upper echelons. Just that status alone meant he couldn’t be easily disposed of.

All the dramatic posturing earlier had just been to psychologically pressure Chen Fei into submission.

Everything had gone exactly as planned… until now.

Chen Fei had forcibly extracted the demonic seed—something Liu Shan had never even considered possible!

With a crushing motion, Chen Fei shattered the seed in his palm, transforming it into nourishment for the Void Heaven Cauldron.

In front of this divine treasure, trying to brand Chen Fei with a mark was no different from offering him free healing. Only Chen Fei knew this secret—and it was one of his ultimate trump cards.

His lips curled into a cold smile as he turned his killing intent toward Peach Blossom. “Now… it’s my turn.”

Peach Blossom’s expression finally changed. Gone was the charming smile; her eyes now gleamed with murderous intent. “Tch. You’re more troublesome than expected… Junior Brother, don’t hold back anymore.”

Liu Shan’s armor shifted, fully encasing his body. Two purple energy blades extended from his wrists.

In a flash, he lunged—two arcs of purple light slashing toward Chen Fei.

Chen Fei raised his Edge-less Greatsword to block, but Liu Shan moved with incredible agility, using the force of Chen Fei’s defense to circle behind him.

“Die!” Liu Shan growled, slashing down with enough force to tear the air itself.

Chen Fei frowned. This bastard had grown much faster and stronger after becoming a demonic cultivator—his movements unpredictable, making him far more difficult to handle.

Still, Liu Shan alone wasn’t the real threat.

Peach Blossom was.

Her mastery of illusory divine sense was deceptively dangerous. In such an intense battle, even the slightest lapse in judgment could be fatal.

Chen Fei stomped down with force. “Thousand Phantom Slash!”

The Edge-less Greatsword surged forth like a black shadow.

“Foolish!” Liu Shan sneered and dodged the powerful strike with a twist of his body.

But Chen Fei hadn’t been aiming for Liu Shan—his slash split the entire teahouse in half, forcing Peach Blossom to retreat from her original position.

Chen Fei took that moment to dash toward her.

“My, my. You really don’t know how to treat a lady gently, do you?” Peach Blossom raised her hand, eyes now cold. “Too bad you picked the wrong opponent.”

A pink mist began to swirl around her and quickly enveloped Chen Fei.

He held his breath—but his body began to heat up uncontrollably.

“An aphrodisiac miasma?” Chen Fei frowned.

His killing intent surged. He swung his sword through the mist—only to find nothing.

“Disperse!” he shouted. A Fire Dao Seal formed in his hand, igniting flames before him.

But even this couldn’t dispel the pink fog.

Peach Blossom’s voice echoed from all directions, sultry and taunting. “Why resist your body’s desires, little brother? This is the natural path of humanity—of human desire.”

Within the haze, countless voluptuous women emerged, their eyes oozing lust as they sent flying kisses his way.

The Void Heaven Cauldron began to tremble violently.

But desire rooted in the physical body was hard to suppress—and Chen Fei’s powerful physique only made that desire even more intense.

“Silence!” he roared, channeling his Heart-Calming Technique.

Immediately, clarity returned to his gaze.

“Well done, Senior Sister. Always so skillful!” Liu Shan chuckled, hidden behind his Blood Demon Armor, heaping praise on Peach Blossom.

Peach Blossom’s eyes glimmered with lust. No one else could sense it, but she could—Chen Fei’s body was strong, potent, and absolutely delicious.

“If he dared come here… then he’s not leaving alive,” she said with a smug smile.

The so-called ‘Miao Realm’ was an advanced understanding of the Dao—a deep, personal path derived from the essence of reality.

The Yuan Realm was just the entry point.

But in the Miao Realm, cultivators could internalize their Dao, practice through its nature, and walk their own unique path.

Peach Blossom’s path was the Dao of Human Desire.

This path had both strength and weakness.

Its advantage? It caught opponents completely off guard—even Dao cultivators could fall into ruin if their desires were provoked.

Its flaw? Peach Blossom couldn’t escape her own desires. If she encountered someone stronger than herself, she was easily tempted—and once conquered, she would fall completely.

Right now, Chen Fei was seated cross-legged in the midst of the pink fog, as the seductive illusions pressed against him, whispering, touching, teasing.

But under the Heart-Calming Technique, he was like a stoic monk, immovable as a mountain.

“Shameless…” a chilling voice suddenly rang out.

Snowflakes began to descend from the heavens—the entire sky seemed to freeze over.

Liu Shan instantly recognized the presence. “The Saintess of Cold Moon!”

Peach Blossom wasn’t startled. Instead, she smiled and looked up at the icy-faced woman hovering above.

“Junior Brother,” she whispered with a grin, “what do you think a cold, abstinent beauty like that would be like… once she starts moaning?”

Liu Shan’s eyes burned with possessive desire. “Senior Sister, if I—”

“Such a good little brother~ Since you’ve brought me such a fine, strong man, I’ll agree to your little request!” Peach Blossom laughed as she floated into the sky.

She gazed at Cold Moon Saintess with an almost appreciative sigh. “What a waste of such a perfect body…”

Cold Moon’s expression was glacial. “Demon woman, prepare to die!”

“You don’t want to know what true pleasure is?” Peach Blossom giggled, not even bothering to dodge. She allowed the ice spikes to pierce her body.

Yet her smile never wavered.

Cold Moon Saintess froze—something was wrong.

She didn’t dare waste another second. Reaching out, she tried to pull Chen Fei out of the pink mist.

But the energy she stirred formed countless twisted faces, cackling as they wrapped around her.

Peach Blossom’s laughter echoed through the air.

“This one’s specially made for you, dear Saintess.”

“Now… let’s enjoy ourselves properly.”