Chapter 278: Fang Ling

It has gone through a brief rest period.

The fourth round of the Heavenly Realm Contention War officially begins.

The opening match pits Purple Star Emperor Sect's Bai Li Ming against Confucianism's Haoran Wuju Sect's Meng Ziyin.

The super‑genius rivalry among the Three Teachings ignites the atmosphere of Yun Tai.

All factions are watching this scene.

Although Bai Li Ming is highly likely to win, many still hope Meng Ziyin can showcase his flair and overturn the result presumed by the public.

Lin Chuan sits before the cloud mirror, quietly observing.

Bai Li Ming again displays his superb skill, wielding Thunder Arts masterfully, clad in a Dao robe, commanding the Divine Thunder of the Nine Heavens.

As the current generation's super genius of Confucianism, Meng Ziyin is no weaker; his words summon law, and in a fully unleashed state he is slightly stronger than the Wu Clan's esteemed lineage,

but Bai Li Ming is too demonic.

Even with all his trump cards revealed, Meng Ziyin cannot defeat Bai Li Ming, is heavily wounded by the Divine Thunder of the Nine Heavens, and after realizing the gap, voluntarily concedes defeat.

The result is not surprising.

The second contest features one‑armed swordsman Mo Sha versus the Lone Lantern Sword Sect's You Jingming.

Among all weapons in the world, swords and sabers have the most users; the sword clash is another hot trend, watched by many cultivators.

The heir of the Lone Lantern Sword Sect is always low‑key, taciturn, extremely powerful, and has repeatedly taken the top spot in the Three Thousand Prefectures Genius War.

One‑armed swordsman Mo Sha, the brightest free‑cultivator talent aside from Lin Chuan, also draws much attention.

"Who can win?"

Lin Chuan also watches this battle.

The sword contest is evenly matched.

After a fierce duel, Mo Sha edges out a slight victory, causing countless swordsmen to shout in excitement.

The third match then begins.

It pits Qingqiu Fox Clan's Bai Miao Miao against Heaven Autumn Palace's Ye Chen.

Among the twelve geniuses advancing to the fourth round, Bai Miao Miao and Ye Chen are relatively weak, and facing other geniuses they are very likely to lose.

When the weak meet, it is a blessing for both sides.

The winner advances to the fifth round and secures a slot to enter the Ancient Ruins.

If they lose, they must compete with other losers for three slots, making the competition fiercer and the hope smaller.

"The Qingqiu Fox Clan is far stronger than my Tushan."

"At least they're all Nine‑Tailed Foxes; I hope Bai Miao Miao can win."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao watches the match attentively.

As she wished, Qingqiu's Bai Miao Miao narrowly triumphs over Heaven Autumn Palace's Ye Chen.

"Finally it's my turn."

The fourth match pits Lin Chuan against the Wind and Frost Pavilion's Fang Ling.

Spatial power envelops him and transports him into a small world.

Ahead, a pretty woman with twin ponytails releases a scorching gaze, staring at him intently.

"Lin Chuan, you smell so good."

Fang Ling smiles gently, like a docile, cute kitten.

"What kind of greeting is that?" Lin Chuan replies with a faint smile, "Is it the unique way your medicine gu masters greet?"

"Yes."

Fang Ling nods, "Medicine gu masters are usually aloof, but for the ones they love most, they always show full enthusiasm."

"I see," Lin Chuan laughs, "Then I must apologize, my wife is watching from Yun Tai."

"Your love is not eternal."

Fang Ling says, "But we can be together forever, live and die together, never part. How about it?"

"Not really."

Lin Chuan teases, "I'm not interested in a nymphomaniac."

"Nymphomaniac? What is that?"

Fang Ling asks in confusion.

The two each take a side, chatting like friends; the Spatial Law's restraints have long been lifted, and neither makes a move.

Until Lin Chuan smiles, "Your skill in the medicine Dao seems unfinished; I have a friend who is far stronger than you."

"If the chance arises, I'll introduce that friend to you."

"Medicine fails, let's see how your gu fares?"

From the moment he entered, Lin Chuan sensed something odd: a colorless, odorless, formless medicinal energy permeated the air, merging with the spirit qi.

A moment's carelessness could cause him to fall victim.

But regarding medicine Dao power, Fang Ling, before his good brother 'Chi', is merely a small reptile.

Lin Chuan can easily see through it.

Fang Ling's expression shifts slightly, then smiles, "Did you notice? But you're too arrogant; you think noticing means you won't be caught?"

The medicinal energy she secretly released has gradually enveloped the area.

It has merged with the ambient spirit qi of heaven and earth.

In a normal state, can Lin Chuan resist?

What about in full combat mode?

She doesn't believe Lin Chuan can still block!

"Golden-winged Cicada!"

Fang Ling conjured a gu insect, merging it into her palm; her body's skin hardened rapidly, cloaked in a layer of golden radiance,

From her back sprouted six pairs of wings as thin as cicada wings.

Whoosh!

Empowered by the Golden-winged Cicada, Fang Ling's speed became great, and in an instant she surged to Lin Chuan's front, intending to force Lin Chuan to strike with full force.

Lin Chuan stood immovable.

"Burial Spirit Domain! Other Shore Blossom Blooms!"

Boom!

The black Tribe of the Spirits Sea spread out in an instant.

Fang Ling's strike landed on the blooming Other Shore Flower, her complexion changing dramatically; she could feel the medicinal energy she had scattered across heaven and earth steadily dissolving.

"Wrong!"

"It's those Other Shore Flowers! They have devoured it!"

Fang Ling was shocked, "Those Other Shore Flowers aren't an illusion; how could they swallow my medicinal energy?"

Too terrifying!

Could this man before me truly command the netherworld?

In her thoughts, Fang Ling sensed danger descending, instinctively dodged, and a pair of black fists struck the spot where she had just been.

She lifted her gaze and could see the massive figure delivering the punches.

It was a headless corpse, its entire body etched with netherworld patterns.

"How many more tricks does he have?"

Fang Ling's heart quivered with fear; it seemed that in every battle she could see Lin Chuan wield different ghostly divine powers with no effort at all.

"Where does his limit truly lie?"

"Such a perfect body, if it could stay by my side forever, how wonderful that would be."

The terror was quickly replaced by heat and longing.

She craved Lin Chuan's body too much.

If she could forge Lin Chuan into her life-bound gu, any super genius would be trampled beneath her feet.

"I have a chance."

"Perhaps this is my only chance."

Through her sect, Fang Ling learned that a great power guarded Lin Chuan from behind; striking during the contest became her best opportunity.

Even though the Sphere of All Beings has protective rules, loopholes still exist.

"Go!"

Fang Ling released more gu insects, swarming from sky and earth toward Lin Chuan; as long as a single gu insect entered his body, she would win.

The black Tribe of the Spirits Sea's waves surged one after another.

Lin Chuan stood at the center of the Tribe of the Spirits Sea, the waves rolling outward, and nothing could approach.

"Those gu are too weak; they have no chance at all."

Fang Ling quickly realized that to win, she must herself break through and make contact with Lin Chuan.

"Give it all."

"I must obtain this body."

A frantic thought blossomed in Fang Ling's mind; if there is a hope to create the most perfect masterpiece, even death is no concern.

"Undying Silkworm! Melt for me!"