Chapter 63
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Chapter 63: No Room For Negotiation At All
A bright and captivating *red rapidly spread across Bing Yuyan’s delicate face, instantly reaching her swan-like neck, glowing as if stained with blood.
[*refers to the color of her blush.]
Then, a wave of murderous intent burst from her. Her enchanting phoenix eyes sparkled with a chilling glare—she wanted to kill.
In her entire life, she had only been taken advantage of by a man twice.
The first time was at the palace walls when Zhang Yang saved her, which she could tolerate.
But this second time was utterly unforgivable.
She gritted her silver teeth so hard she felt they might shatter. A cold aura surged around her, drawing snowflakes into a swirl and making her appear like a snow goddess of war.
“Do you still want the sword?” Zhang Yang asked calmly.
“Sword! Sword! Sword!” Bing Yuyan whirled around, frantically searching for her weapon. “Where’s my sword? I’m going to chop you to death!”
She demanded her sword back from Zhang Yang, prepared to strike him. This startled Zhang Yang, as he realized she had truly lost her mind.
“The Ice Spirit Holy Sword is unsealed now,” Zhang Yang reminded her.
Only then did the raging, half-mad Bing Yuyan regain a bit of clarity. Her gaze shifted from madness to icy focus, still locked fiercely on Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang pointed toward the Ice Spirit Holy Sword.
Bing Yuyan continued to glare at him as though she could burn a hole through his skull.
“I mastered the Ice Spirit Power and helped you unseal the Ice Spirit Holy Sword. According to our agreement, you have to call me Master,” Zhang Yang reminded her, pressing his claim. “If you don’t, you’ll face punishment.”
Bing Yuyan clenched her teeth and declared, “I refuse to follow the agreement.”
“Don’t be unreasonable,” Zhang Yang said with a glare.
Bing Yuyan retorted boldly, “I’m a woman, and I’m being unreasonable. What are you going to do about it?”
Zhang Yang pointed at her, clearly exasperated. If he had known this would happen, he would have hit her a few more times. How infuriating! This woman claimed she would become a future goddess but would not even abide by her own wager.
“Woman, if you refuse to follow the rules, don’t blame me for being rude.”
“Oh? And what exactly do you think you can do?”
“Hmph. The Ice Spirit Holy Sword I unsealed is mine now.”
“Ridiculous! Do you think you can gain the Ice Spirit Holy Sword’s recognition?”
“I can’t,” Zhang Yang admitted readily. “But I know you can’t defeat me. If I refuse to hand it over, you can forget about taking it.”
Bing Yuyan glared at him, fuming.
Though she held herself in high regard and prided herself on her unmatched combat skills, after witnessing Zhang Yang’s monstrous strength, even her defiance began to falter.
“You… you…” Bing Yuyan stammered, grinding her teeth but unable to come up with a sharp retort.
Zhang Yang pressed on, “Now swear that from this moment on, whenever you see me, you must call me Master. Otherwise, you will never become a sage.”
Bing Yuyan pointed at him angrily and shouted, “You’re so vicious!”
Zhang Yang crossed his arms, standing his ground. He knew he could not show her any mercy. Otherwise, she would push her luck and take full advantage of him in the future. He had to crush her arrogance here and now.
Positioning himself squarely between Bing Yuyan and the Ice Spirit Holy Sword, he made his stance unmistakably clear.
Bing Yuyan was angry and agitated, yet she remained soberly aware of how important the Ice Spirit Holy Sword was to her.
If she had obtained the Ice Spirit Holy Sword back then, the fate of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace would not have been so tragic.
Now that she finally had a chance to claim it, there was no way she could give it up.
She knew that once she emerged from this place, without the Ice Spirit Holy Sword, she would face great danger from her enemies. More importantly, if she truly wished to stand unafraid against the threats in the Southern Region, she would need the Vast Forest, where she could stand against the sages. And the key to surviving there seemed to lie with the monstrous figure standing before her.
These two points forced her to reevaluate her situation.
But to lower her proud head and call a man “Master” felt more painful than death itself.
“Let’s change the conditions,” Bing Yuyan finally conceded, if only slightly.
Zhang Yang firmly shook his head.
Bing Yuyan gritted her teeth and warned, “Don’t push me too far. My patience has its limits.”
Zhang Yang continued shaking his head, his attitude resolute.
Bing Yuyan clenched her fists, her urge to strike him growing stronger.
The two locked eyes, neither willing to back down.
“Forget it. Since you don’t want it, the sword belongs to me,” Zhang Yang said as he reached for the Ice Spirit Holy Sword. “Hmm… seems like this holy sword doesn’t recognize me. Where should I hide it so no one else can steal it?”
Bing Yuyan felt as if she might explode. She snapped, “Are you really set on this? No room for negotiation?”
Zhang Yang sneered. “No room for negotiation at all.”
“Fine. I swear,” Bing Yuyan finally spat through gritted teeth, enduring the humiliation. Her face twisted with hatred, and her eyes burned with killing intent as she made the degrading vow. Each word felt like it was being ripped straight from her heart.
Zhang Yang remained cold and indifferent, unmoved by her suffering.
As soon as the vow was complete, Bing Yuyan’s expression shifted. With a hint of triumph, she said, “I swore, but I never said I actually had to call you that, did I?”
“Woman, you really are something else,” Zhang Yang remarked.
Bing Yuyan huffed, “You’ve already taken advantage of me. What more do you want? I’m the palace master of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace! The future goddess! The first beauty of the Southern Region!”
Zhang Yang was still displeased. It was precisely because she held so many titles that hearing her call him Master would feel so satisfying. Clearly, he had been tricked by her feigned grievance.
“If you’re a man, stop playing tricks and get out of the way,” Bing Yuyan demanded.
Zhang Yang stepped aside, though unwillingly. He realized by now that this woman’s unreasonable nature was simply part of who she was.
Bing Yuyan turned her gaze to the Ice Spirit Holy Sword, her excitement steadily building.
It had been so many years.
She had dreamed of wielding this extraordinary holy sword.
She had even imagined that with her perfect Great Boundless rank and the Ice Spirit Holy Sword in hand, she might challenge sages beyond her level.
However, the holy sword had remained sealed in the Ice and Snow Divine Palace for generations—through seven palace masters—without anyone managing to draw it.
Now, she was finally about to succeed.
Yet, for some reason, it felt too easy. Even though Zhang Yang had shattered her understanding of Ice Spirit Power with his effortless mastery, this lingering unease gnawed at her.
She looked at the Ice Spirit Holy Sword but did not immediately take it.
A troubling thought surfaced. The Demon Sword Forbidden Area and the Ghostly Divine Platform—these two sacred places had always seemed to target the Ice and Snow Divine Palace. Their actions were no coincidence. They had tampered with the palace itself, subtly altering its very structure. They had meddled with the entrance to the underground chamber, disrupting its security and stability. Even the passageways had not been spared, as they too had been interfered with, leaving behind an unsettling sense of intrusion and hidden danger.
Everything they did was aimed at sealing her forever and keeping the Ice Spirit Holy Sword locked away.
Was it really possible they couldn’t pinpoint the general location of the Ice Spirit Holy Sword? Could they not have set even more terrifying forbidden laws upon it?
After all, she was the master of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace—a future goddess. And although Zhang Yang had humiliated her with his overwhelming strength earlier, now that she had regained her composure, she was still one of the most powerful women in the Southern Region.
Bang!
She suddenly slammed her palm against the Ice Spirit Holy Stone.
Buzz!
The Ice Spirit Holy Stone immediately radiated an unimaginable chill. Even though its essence had been transferred into the Ice Spirit Holy Sword, it still lived up to its name as the Ice Spirit Holy Stone.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the underground chamber.
The ground, ceiling, and walls all began to tremble violently.
As expected, a surge of darkness erupted, rapidly spreading into a vast web that wrapped itself around the entire underground chamber.
Bing Yuyan shouted in anger, “Ghost Domain Sealing Technique!”
“Is that powerful?” Zhang Yang asked casually.
“This is one of the most formidable forbidden laws of the Ghostly Divine Platform. The most terrifying part is that it can alert the person who set the law, allowing them to connect to it directly,” Bing Yuyan quickly explained.
The dark web grew denser and more solid.
Each node flared with a ghostly light, filling the chamber with a suffocating chill.
Above the Ice Spirit Holy Sword, dark rays intertwined to form a long face—the same face Zhang Yang had seen before on Wolf God Mountain.
Upon seeing this eerie visage, Bing Yuyan’s beautiful face paled in shock, her expression laced with fear as she blurted out, “Ghost King Youye!”
