Chapter 253: Seductive Temptation

Just as Liu Shan’s voice fell, screams erupted from the streets outside.

Moments later, blood qi soared into the sky, swirling and condensing above Linnan City.

The once peaceful city instantly descended into chaos. The serene harmony shattered, replaced by the cries of the dying and the stench of blood. The teahouse patrons, terrified by Liu Shan’s madness, fled in a panic—transforming the area into a living hell.

Chen Fei let out a quiet sigh.

“It seems you’ve truly gone mad,” he muttered, shaking his head. From the moment the blood qi started forming, he knew—Liu Shan had fallen into demonic cultivation.

He had previously underestimated how destructive demonic cultivators had become in the Xuanhuang Continent. Now he understood: in their eyes, humans were nothing more than blood food.

Liu Shan’s actions only confirmed this grim truth.

“Mad?” Liu Shan sneered, eyes full of hatred. “In this world, only power gives you the right to speak! I shed blood and sweat for Heaven-Smiting Sacred Ground, and what did I get? Because of you, I was expelled!”

His expression twisted with bitterness.

“Our Liu family was dragged down with me! Countless people in the court condemned us! Tell me, what gave them the right?!”

Chen Fei frowned.

“But now, I no longer need to worry. They’re all dead. See? Dead men are the quietest.” Liu Shan grinned wickedly, and a terrifying aura began to spill from his body.

Late Yuan Realm.

Despite being punished, Liu Shan’s cultivation hadn’t regressed—it had instead grown stronger.

Chen Fei remained calm, his gaze steady.

Liu Shan no longer bothered hiding his strength. His fair arms turned crimson in a flash. He licked his lips and chuckled, “This… is the true meaning of power!”

“Chen Fei, this time—let’s see how you run!”

He had waited so long for this moment. From the second he was exiled from the Sacred Ground, he knew Chen Fei would come. Now here he was, and on Liu Shan’s turf—victory felt inevitable.

Liu Shan struck out, his blood-imbued palm slamming down onto Chen Fei’s Edge-less Greatsword.

The sword quivered violently—but quickly returned to stillness.

Chen Fei finally spoke. “I didn’t expect… the infestation of demonic cultivators has gotten this bad. Liu Shan, you can die now.”

With a shove of his arm, the Edge-less Greatsword trembled before launching Liu Shan backward with brute force.

Liu Shan wasn’t surprised by the counterattack. Instead, he became even more excited. “I knew it! You’ve been hiding your true strength! But… it doesn’t matter!”

Taking a deep breath, he inhaled all the blood qi swirling above the city into his body.

A crimson glow spread across him, forming a blood armor that wrapped him completely.

Then, a long blood-red saber appeared in his hand, aimed straight at Chen Fei.

“Let’s test your blade against this one!”

He swung his saber—its aura sharp enough to tear the air apart.

Chen Fei calmly responded, pushing his sword forward again. The blade light shattered upon contact with the Edge-less Greatsword.

Liu Shan frowned.

This guy’s strength is terrifying… He’d blocked that deadly strike without breaking a sweat.

Liu Shan realized one thing: Chen Fei could not be allowed to live. If he escaped today, next time Liu Shan might never have a chance.

“Blood Demon Seal!” Liu Shan roared.

His face contorted in pain as he slowly raised his hand. A demonic sigil formed on his palm before he slammed it into his own forehead.

The armor around him began to writhe—turning alive, taking on a hideous shape.

Liu Shan’s aura instantly spiked to the peak of the Yuan Realm.

“Chen Fei, this is the gift I prepared just for you!” he sneered, vanishing in a blink—only to reappear behind Chen Fei.

But Chen Fei was already prepared.

With a single toe-tap, his body spun, and the Edge-less Greatsword circled around mid-air, blocking behind him. At the same time, he retreated rapidly.

Just then, a sultry voice whispered in his ear.

“My, what a strong little brother~”

Chen Fei’s eyes briefly glazed over—bewitched.

The Void Heaven Cauldron hanging at his waist suddenly trembled, snapping him back to consciousness.

He spun around.

Standing there was a woman in a flowing pink dress, smiling sweetly at him.

Sensing his gaze, she made a pitiful expression. “Little brother, this humble one felt joy upon seeing you~”

Chen Fei’s eyes turned icy.

With a swift wrist movement, he raised the Edge-less Greatsword and struck downward at her head without hesitation.

“Fufufu~ So heartless, little brother,” she giggled, raising a delicate finger to tap the massive blade.

Chen Fei’s eyes narrowed.

She… blocked it that easily?

Before he could react further, her face transformed into Su Ran’s—the same gentle, smiling look she always gave him.

“Oh? So this is the woman in your heart,” the pink-clad woman said with a sorrowful expression.

Her fake tenderness ignited Chen Fei’s fury.

“You’re courting death!” His face turned savage.

With a roar, the Edge-less Greatsword turned into a black blur, slashing toward the woman without mercy.

How dare she desecrate Su Ran!

Unforgivable.

“Didn’t think you had such a weakness!” came Liu Shan’s voice from behind.

He’d circled around while Chen Fei was distracted.

His palm pressed against Chen Fei’s back, releasing a burst of demonic energy.

BOOM!

Chen Fei was blasted through the wall, sent flying into a pile of rubble.

“Hahahaha!” Liu Shan laughed triumphantly.

Beside him stood the alluring woman with the foxy features.

“Thanks for your help, Senior Sister,” Liu Shan said respectfully, though his eyes betrayed a hint of lust.

The fox-faced woman smiled coldly as she stared at Chen Fei.

“What an interesting little toy. Junior Brother, how about lending him to me for a while?”

Liu Shan’s eyes briefly flashed with jealousy—the demonic transformation amplified every dark emotion in him.

Still, he quickly forced a smile and bowed.

“If Senior Sister Peach Blossom likes him, he’s yours. I’ve already planted the Demonic Seed—he’ll be our slave soon enough.”

Peach Blossom laughed sweetly.

“Ah, Junior Brother, you’re always so understanding. Don’t worry, I’ll speak highly of you to Master.”

Liu Shan looked relieved. If he could gain more powerful techniques from their Master, breaking through the Yuan Realm was within reach.

Just then, a loud crack echoed.

Chen Fei stood up from the wreckage.

His upper garments were in tatters, revealing a muscular, battle-hardened body. His cold chuckle rang out:

“Looks like you two have already agreed on what to do with me…”

“But did either of you bother asking for my opinion?”