Chapter 73
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Chapter 73: The Three Young Masters – Yellow, White, Gold
Fang Lie’s charging figure appeared fiercely heroic to the watching crowd—a true iron-blooded warrior.
But to Zhen Hong Yi’s eyes, the scene held bitter tragedy. Only she knew his body bore countless holes from her flying needles, his internal organs nearly pulverized by the Magic infused in them.
Such heavy injuries would’ve left her collapsed, yet this man still counterattacked! That sheer ferocity alone made Zhen Hong Yi’s blood boil with fiery admiration.
"True warrior!" she roared passionately. "Then let’s decide life or death!"
Facing Fang Lie’s primal charge, she stood firm. With trembling hands, she unleashed her sharpest Sword Ray—her flying needle forced into a Flying Sword, fueled by every drop of her Magic.
This strike drained her completely, leaving no Magic to activate protective treasures. Victory or death—no middle ground.
Zhen Hong Yi aimed to test Fang Lie’s courage. Any hesitation would let her kill him unscathed.
But she underestimated his iron will. Possessing undying nature, why fear exchanging lives?
Ignoring the threat, Fang Lie charged. At the last instant, he twisted sideways without slowing—and passed through her Sword Ray.
The crowd gasped as Fang Lie’s left limbs, hip, half his torso, and wing were severed. Yet he kept charging, Explosion Qi Technique’s tenfold Magic gathered in his right palm—now inches from Zhen Hong Yi’s chest.
He stopped.
Wind from his halted strike whipped her hair and robes. Blood splattered her face, adding eerie allure to her beauty.
The battle froze, time itself seeming to pause.
Finally, Zhen Hong Yi stirred. Instead of attacking, she smoothed her hair. "Why stop? Your Magic could crush me now."
"The view… was too lovely to ruin," Fang Lie rasped bitterly.
Though hardened and stubborn, Fang Lie wasn’t heartless. Faced with Zhen Hong Yi’s beauty, the inexperienced youth couldn’t strike.
Zhen Hong Yi blinked, then flushed upon understanding. "Since when do Fang Family men flirt so shamelessly?"
"We speak truth," Fang Lie declared proudly, though standing halved on one leg.
Her eyes sparkled. "Honesty? Or public teasing of a helpless woman? Where’s your shame?"
"Then… should I concede?" he sighed.
"No." Zhen Hong Yi lifted her chin. "This woman accepts defeat. Thank you for sparing me."
She soared from the Arena, but paused to glance back. With a coy wink, she whispered, "Hong Yi yields wholeheartedly. Visit Red Dress Manor someday, Brother Fang. I’ll brew you tea myself."
After leaving those words, Zhen Hong Yi transformed into a crimson streak of light and vanished.
Fang Lie didn’t dwell on it, dismissing it as a casual invitation. He gathered his cracked body parts and quietly activated the Nirvana Healing Technique. Meanwhile, the Sweet Rain Curse descended upon the Arena to aid his recovery. Though his Healing Art could easily handle the injuries, Fang Lie chose not to refuse the assistance to avoid exposing his capabilities prematurely.
The crowd below erupted in hushed discussions: "Did she really invite him to her Red Dress Manor?"
"Zhen Hong Yi’s one of Mo Sect’s Three Marvels! Countless Inner Elite Disciples have tried courting her, yet she’s never allowed any man into her residence despite her bold demeanor. Has the Red Dress finally taken a fancy to someone?"
"Fang Lie spared her life earlier. Women are most vulnerable to affection in such moments!"
"Besides, he’s now a Great Pill Master – there are barely any in Mo Sect. With that status, he’s more than worthy!"
"Pity those three lapdogs Yellow, White, and Gold. After years of chasing Hong Yi, Fang Lie stole their prize!"
"Those scoundrels won’t take this lying down. Trouble’s brewing!"
"But they’re Qi Sea level Inner Elite Disciples. Sect rules bar them from the Outer Sect Competition!"
"You underestimate them. With their powerful family backgrounds from Mo Sect’s Eight-Hundred-Generation Families, do you think they’ll dirty their own hands?"
Fang Lie, having stabilized the Magic from his Explosion Qi Technique at peak strength, overheard every whisper. He realized Zhen Hong Yi had tricked him – her invitation was bait to unleash her three pursuers against him. Though understanding her bruised pride after being publicly defeated, he still felt provoked. "I merely showed mercy earlier," he mused, "but since you insist on this game, I’ll accept your invitation and turn your manor upside down!"
As Fang Lie healed, spectators sent vivid accounts via Flying Swords. Within half an hour, all Mo Sect disciples knew of Hong Yi’s narrow defeat and shocking invitation. Speculations ran wild – the sect’s prized flower seemed claimed at last!
This sent shockwaves through Hong Yi’s suitors. More than just beauty, her exceptional talent and peerless flying needle skills marked her as future Thunder Tribulation Immortal material. Marrying her meant gaining a supreme expert for any family clan. Her cheerful nature attracted suitors like moths to flame, with Yellow, White, and Gold being most persistent.
These three from elite families always wore solid-colored robes matching their names, shamelessly styling themselves as Mo Sect’s Four Heroes alongside Hong Yi. They’d monopolized her proximity for years, repelling all rivals through their combined strength – Hong Yi could match any single one, but fell against two.
Convinced Hong Yi belonged to their trio, the arrogant young masters saw Fang Lie as intolerable usurper. Should he succeed, they’d become the sect’s laughingstock. The moment news reached them, the three descended upon the Arena like scorched cats, minions in tow, hellbent on reclaiming their "treasure".
