Chapter 288
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Chapter 288: Thousand Zhang Phoenix Silk
Spirit beasts are called spirit beasts not just because they absorb spiritual energy to grow stronger, but also because they’ve gained basic intelligence. All spirit beasts can mimic human speech to communicate, though their mastery varies.
As the mount of the ancient Fire God, the True Fire Flying Lion’s rank was undeniably high. Learning human speech wasn’t hard for it. Though sealed beneath the mountain since birth, it picked up some language after interacting with Ye Yun’s group after breaking free.
“Good. A combined strike should end them,” Jun Ruolan said with a smile, already seeing Ye Yun as a corpse.
But the True Fire Flying Lion stared blankly, clearly confused. Having just begun learning human speech, it couldn’t grasp complex phrases.
Jun Ruolan, sharp as she was, instantly understood. Without another word, she flicked her fingers.
*Clang!*
The thirty criminals attacked in unison. Though weakened, their combined force remained threatening.
“Why stand idle? Join me in slaying Ye Yun!” Jun Ruolan’s icy gaze swept over the four Tian Shen Peak disciples.
The four froze. This trial was meant for cooperation—casualties from competition were one thing, but turning on allies during a shared threat made no sense.
They hesitated, refusing to act.
Jun Ruolan snorted coldly, murderous intent flashing in her starry eyes. She swung her hand, and a blast of light struck the four disciples.
Shocked, they hadn’t expected her betrayal. The blow sent them flying, blood spraying.
“Junior Sister Jun! Master ordered unity—our goal was survival!”
“Teaming with the True Fire Flying Lion is like begging a tiger for its hide! Once Ye Yun dies, can you withstand its flames?”
“Enough talk! Let’s ally with Ye Yun and Sister Su. We still stand a chance!”
“We’re fellow disciples—why kill each other?”
The four roared, fury burning. Jun Ruolan’s actions crossed all lines—she’d discarded brotherhood entirely.
Though injured, Jun Ruolan’s swift strike hadn’t crippled them. After landing, they regrouped and leaped to Ye Yun’s side.
Ye Yun’s group gaped in disbelief.
*What’s she thinking?* Jun Ruolan’s cunning and skill were undeniable. Yet here she was, blind to the truth—to the True Fire Flying Lion, all humans were prey. If Ye Yun died, how would *she* survive?
Jun Ruolan watched them coldly, lips curled in mockery.
“Master foresaw your betrayal, but I never imagined you’d act on it. Fine. No need to spare you now.”
“Have you gone mad, Jun Ruolan?” Duan Chenfeng shouted. Beautiful yet venomous—her cruelty knew no bounds.
“Fools! Did you think this Soul-Cutting Mountains trial was child’s play? The winning peak gains the Sect Leader’s favor. Victory requires survival. If you live, how can my senior brother claim that favor?”
Ye Yun’s group exchanged stunned glances. A hidden deal? If true, why hadn’t Su Hao warned them?
“Su Hao’s softhearted—he kept silent to preserve brotherhood. Murong Wuhen and Jiang Shui Ning are clueless too. Ouyang Wentian wouldn’t tell Murong Wuqing, who’d never tolerate such scheming in the Sect Leader race.” Jun Ruolan’s murderous gaze sharpened.
“The mountains reopen in two days. Kill us, and how will you slay Murong Wuhen?” Su Yinxue challenged.
“With the True Fire Flying Lion, who here can’t be killed?” Jun Ruolan replied calmly.
“And when it turns on *you*?” Su Ling snapped, silver light flickering in her eyes.
“This is none of your concern,” Jun Ruolan replied, her lips curling into a mocking smile.
“Enough talk! If she wants a fight, let’s give her one!” Duan Chenfeng roared.
“Junior Brother Duan speaks truth!” shouted a hot-blooded disciple from Tian Shen Peak.
With a sharp cry, Jun Ruolan raised her glowing hand. A white ribbon erupted from her palm, transforming midair into a blinding light sword that thrust toward Su Yinxue.
“Thousand Zhang Phoenix Silk!”
The four Tian Shen Peak disciples gasped in unison, stunned to see the legendary white ribbon in Jun Ruolan’s possession.
“Sister Su, beware! That’s Grandma Feng’s top-grade spiritual weapon!” one urgently warned. “Its power is unmatched—it once belonged to the legendary Grandma Feng herself!”
Though unfamiliar with the silk’s capabilities, Su Yinxue knew Grandma Feng’s reputation. A century earlier, this cleaning servant from Tian Shen Peak’s auxiliary courtyard had stagnated at the seventh level of body refinement for decades. Then at age seventy-eight, she miraculously broke through to Qi refinement.
On that fateful day, celestial lights had bathed the Heavenly Sword Sect as Grandma Feng soared from Qi refinement’s seventh level to its pinnacle within hours—an unprecedented leap. Within months, she achieved Foundation Establishment, climbing steadily to the Seventh Level before slaying a Golden Core stage cultivator despite being outranked. Her deeds made Tian Shen Peak renowned across the Jin Kingdom.
The Thousand Zhang Phoenix Silk, forged through Grandma Feng’s secret techniques after her Foundation Establishment, now flew toward Su Yinxue with lethal intent. Even at full strength, Su Yinxue would struggle against this assault—let alone in her injured state.
Yet the pale-faced maiden showed no fear. As the Two Elders in Black and White’s disciple and Leader Su Hao’s daughter, she flourished a translucent Blue Talisman. The paper spun wildly, conjuring hundreds of blue shadows that coalesced into a protective halo around her.
BOOM!
The phoenix silk shattered the azure barrier instantly, but when it struck the talisman itself, the fragile-seeming paper held firm, glowing softly as it repelled the legendary weapon.
“Impossible!” Jun Ruolan paled. She’d kept this treasure hidden even when Ye Yun nearly killed her—both because offensive spiritual weapons couldn’t counter relentless assaults, and to protect its secret. This ambush should have guaranteed victory. Yet Su Yinxue’s cicada-wing talisman withstood the unstoppable phoenix silk. How?
