Chapter 147
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Chapter 147: I Need Your Pursuit to Be More Passionate
Qiu Yinong stood among the gathered elites, appearing exceptionally young, beautiful, and full of vitality.
Yet, her presence was no less formidable than theirs.
Despite Mu Yujing, Liu Taixu, Ying Wuji, and Yilie all being at the Great Boundless Perfect Stage, none of them could suppress Qiu Yinong. In fact, her strength was even more pronounced, her aura overwhelmingly intense.
When she saw Zhang Yang standing in the open doorway behind Yilie, a fury that had long simmered inside her reached its breaking point. She felt as though she were on the brink of an eruption, a dormant volcano finally set to explode.
The greatest humiliation she had ever endured had come from that insignificant ant—now standing before her.
Her hatred for Zhang Yang ran so deep that words could not describe it.
She wanted nothing more than to tear him to pieces.
Ignoring everyone else, she strode directly toward Zhang Yang.
The four men did not stop her.
They had their own priorities.
Each of them sought to claim Zhang Yang, take him back, and publicly execute him, restoring the dignity of their family, empire, or sacred land.
Thus, they conversed quietly among themselves.
In essence, it was akin to an auction.
Yilie aimed to sell Zhang Yang—the valuable prize—to the highest bidder.
This was the game being played among the four cunning old foxes.
Qiu Yinong reached the doorway.
Her intense killing intent surged, enveloping her in golden light. The very air rippled, like waves on the Fallen Immortal Sea, and the room trembled as light patterns emerged—only to be blocked by forbidden laws.
The room was heavily fortified, protected by masterfully crafted restrictions.
Not only did they prevent outsiders from entering, but they also restrained Zhang Yang from leaving.
Zhang Yang idly played with a beast scale, his hands clasped behind his back, as he calmly approached the doorway.
A man and a woman, separated by the doorway’s forbidden laws, locked eyes.
“You will die a horrible death! A truly horrible death!” Qiu Yinong hissed through clenched teeth, her ocean-deep eyes blazing with murderous rage.
Zhang Yang raised a hand in a gesture to pause. “Hold on! Let’s first discuss who owes whom.”
“First, I fought fairly, yet you broke the rules to try and kill me.”
“Second, you conspired with six Great Boundless experts from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land to eliminate me.”
“And finally, the most despicable thing of all—you actually pulled down your pants and used your… whatever to pollute my eyes!”
“The most outrageous part? You thought you could bribe me with a mere strand of hair! Are you not bullying me too much? I am a man of pure heart, yet you keep tainting me. You are worse than a beast!”
Qiu Yinong’s exquisite face flushed crimson, her neck and ears burning with both anger and shame.
She had always guarded her purity.
She was as clear as ice, as pure as jade.
She had dedicated her life to martial arts, never entertaining thoughts of romance. No matter how many suitors pursued her, she had remained utterly indifferent.
And now—being slandered like this by Zhang Yang—was unbearable.
“I will kill you!”
Qiu Yinong lost control completely and went berserk.
At that moment, her mind, which had been blank from rage, suddenly flashed back to the scene of escaping from the Trapped Dragon Pavilion.
She had been bare in that moment.
A man had seen her.
There had been something between them.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Qiu Yinong let out a furious scream, her emotions spiraling into madness.
Terrifying sword light erupted from her, threatening to tear apart the Moonview Tower itself.
The dreadful power crashed violently into the forbidden laws at the doorway, creating an ear-splitting tearing sound.
One could only say that she was immensely powerful.
In her entire life, she had never known defeat.
Her only humiliation had come from the Trapped Dragon Pavilion—an eternal disgrace.
Yet Zhang Yang remained calm and unfazed, his lips curling into a teasing smile.
“Qiu Yinong, well done.” He chuckled. “A woman with thoughts about me should be willing to pursue me with effort. That’s just right.”
With his hands behind his back, Zhang Yang held a glowing beast scale in one hand while squeezing a spirit stone in the other, suddenly activating it.
The ancient teleportation array!
That was his ace.
At first, he had been quite nervous, fearing that Yilie might seize his storage bag before he could act.
To his surprise, Yilie made no move against him. After all, doing so would mean facing Zhang Yang’s potentially endless tricks. The war statues alone were enough to make him wary. Yilie intended to sell Zhang Yang but did not want the burden of subduing him, so he refrained from acting.
This hesitation gave Zhang Yang his opportunity.
Suddenly—
Just as Qiu Yinong unleashed a violent and unparalleled sword light to shatter the forbidden laws—
He vanished.
Only Zhang Yang’s laughter remained, echoing through the collapsing chamber.
“Qiu Yinong, next time you chase me, be more passionate; I might just be tempted.”
The brutal sword light obliterated the room with ease.
Qiu Yinong trembled with rage.
At that moment, Yilie, Mu Yujing, Liu Taixu, and Ying Wuji were startled and quickly approached.
“You let Zhang Yang escape,” Liu Taixu said sternly.
Already teetering on the edge of madness, Qiu Yinong heard these words and, overcome with fury, coughed up a mouthful of blood. Her fierce gaze snapped to Liu Taixu as she coldly spat, “Do you think I won’t kill you?”
Liu Taixu was not one to be intimidated. His expression darkened as he shouted, “How dare you threaten me?”
Qiu Yinong unsheathed her sword, ready to strike.
But Ying Wuji intervened. He knew all too well how fierce this brilliant goddess from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land could be. In her rage, she would truly dare to act, and given her terrifying strength, the outcome of a fight was uncertain.
“Whether it’s your fault or not, it was because of you that Zhang Yang escaped,” Yilie stated coldly. “The forbidden laws here were set up by me personally to counter the ancient teleportation array. If you hadn’t broken them, even with the teleportation array, Zhang Yang wouldn’t have been able to flee.”
This was also why Yilie had not forcibly taken Zhang Yang’s storage bag earlier—he had already accounted for everything.
Qiu Yinong clenched her teeth in frustration.
She had let Zhang Yang escape!
His words echoed in her mind, fueling her fury.
However, Yilie remained composed. “That said, there is no need to worry. Even if he used the ancient teleportation array, he will not escape,” he declared with unwavering confidence. “I have a method to track him.”
The four others were momentarily stunned—then overjoyed.
Especially Qiu Yinong, who gritted her teeth and vowed, “I will personally kill him!”
In contrast, the relatively composed Ying Wuji, Mu Yujing, and Liu Taixu exchanged glances, their expressions filled with doubt.
If Zhang Yang had truly used the ancient teleportation array, how could they possibly track him? He could be anywhere—tens of thousands of miles away.
At that moment, Yilie nodded toward the middle-aged beauty standing guard outside Yi Ren Zui’s door.
She hurried off.
A short while later, she returned with an elderly man.
Upon seeing the old man, Ying Wuji’s expression flickered between shock and suspicion. He murmured, “Si… Zhi… Xiao!”
Mu Yujing exclaimed, “A member of the Holy Land of Secrets!”
Liu Taixu added, “Unbelievable. I never expected a descendant of the Holy Land of Secrets to still be alive.”
They were all astonished.
At the same time, they realized that the Moonview Tower’s recent rise seemed to hint at surpassing the Embrace Moon Tower. Though a true overthrow was still distant, its growing influence had already unsettled its rival.
The Holy Land of Secrets, the most enigmatic among the five great realms, possessed the ability to divine the secrets of heaven.
It was through their divination that they had foreseen the emergence of the world-destroying demon.
As a result, they had suffered divine retribution. Their sacred land had been reduced to ruins, sending shockwaves through the five realms and leaving the world on edge.
Si Zhi Xiao was one of the few experts from the Holy Land of Secrets who had ventured beyond its borders.
As a member of the ‘Zhi’ generation, he belonged to the older generation of the Holy Land of Secrets, renowned for his unparalleled abilities and enigmatic nature.
“Elder Si, your assistance is greatly appreciated,” Yilie said respectfully, not daring to slight him.
Si Zhi Xiao gave a slight nod and asked, “What do you wish to know?”
Yilie replied, “We need to determine Zhang Yang’s whereabouts. He was imprisoned here previously.”
Si Zhi Xiao walked to the ruins of the chamber where Qiu Yinong’s sword had struck. He reached out, gathering faint wisps of lingering aura at his fingertips. Then, retrieving two polished turtle shells, he began his divination.
“Can you pinpoint Zhang Yang’s location?” Yilie asked.
The others listened intently.
Si Zhi Xiao’s brow furrowed deeply. Gazing at the distant light that seemed to connect heaven and earth, he finally spoke.
“He is within the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins.”
