Chapter 237: The Loving Seventh Peak

This night, after the Seven Sect Alliance prodigies arrived, the Seventh Peak, which had never been challenged, finally welcomed a challenger.

The person who came to challenge here was Huang Yikun of the Xuanyou Sect of the Seven Sect Alliance!

Looking from afar, this Huang Yikun wore a purple robe inlaid with gold silk, luxurious and extraordinary in the moonlight, his expression cold and arrogant, his momentum like a rainbow, all four life fires in his body opened, and the whole person was full of flames, as if a world was burning fiercely in his body.

Especially his right hand wearing a red glove, which attracted all the light in the surroundings, and even the bright moon light in the sky seemed to be constantly gathering toward his right hand at this moment.

All of this made him, standing on the mountain steps of the Seventh Peak, look high-spirited and incomparably brilliant!

"Just a Seventh Peak." Huang Yikun said calmly, unhurriedly, walking step by step on the steps, and even had the leisure to watch the mountain scenery under the moonlight.

It was just that he also felt a bit strange in his heart, because the Seventh Peak was too quiet. Although it was night, there was no lamp light transmitted from the whole mountain, and no disciple aura permeated, as if this mountain was an empty mountain.

This was different from the challenge he knew. The challenges of other peaks were all watched by a large number of disciples.

This time he also sent the battle letter in advance, originally thinking there would be a large number of disciples watching, but at this moment, there was no one on this Seventh Peak.

"They can't afford to lose, don't want people to see it." Huang Yikun sneered, walked step by step to the position of the mountainside, which was the target of his first challenge tonight.

Seventh Peak, Third Highness.

Huang Yikun's plan was to challenge from the Third Highness tonight, then the Second Highness, and finally the First Highness. Fight all night, shocking tomorrow.

At this moment, following the approach, he finally saw the figure.

That was a youth, on a big rock, leaning against the chest of a beautiful woman.

He wore a purple Daoist robe, a high white hat on his head, with a "Taboo" character embroidered on it. His whole body was thin, looking like he had been hollowed out by wine and sex.

It was exactly the Third Highness.

Beside the Third Highness, there were several alien maids, who were kneading his legs, flirting with each other, and from time to time there were a few gasps, stirring the soul...

Noticing Huang Yikun's arrival, the Third Highness raised his head, carrying two somewhat obvious dark circles, and looked over with a smile.

"Why did you come so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Huang Yikun glanced at

He felt something was wrong, his eyes revealing unprecedented vigilance.

He discovered that he could not see through this Third Prince; the "Forbidden" character above the other's head seemed to be a layer of seal. At the same time, he didn't know why, but he felt a chill down his back, vaguely having the sensation of being stared at by a venomous snake.

This venomous snake gave him an intense sense of crisis.

This was a feeling he had only experienced from certain protectors, which made his breathing slightly rapid, especially when his gaze swept over those few maids and he discovered that the one the Third Prince was resting his head on was somewhat familiar.

The next instant, Huang Yikun's eyes widened abruptly; he recognized the other party. This woman... was a cultivator of the Taisi Daoist Sect, and among the three female cultivators who had come to the Seven Blood Eyes this time, she was the one with four life fires in her cultivation.

But at this moment, there was no cold arrogance on this woman; as she looked at the Third Prince, her eyes were full of reverence and she was extremely obedient.

This scene made Huang Yikun gasp; he felt his challenge had been somewhat rash, so he took a few steps back and gave a dry laugh.

"I am not prepared today, I will not challenge for now. Farewell, farewell."

Having said this, Huang Yikun was just about to leave, but the next instant, the Third Prince's figure actually vanished from where he stood, appearing right in front of Huang Yikun and grabbing his right hand.

This speed made Huang Yikun's pupils shrink, and with his right hand grabbed, his expression changed drastically.

What made him even more terrified was that he was unable to offer any resistance, as if he were merely a chick in front of the other party, which made sweat break out on his forehead as he spoke rapidly.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't be nervous, how much money did you bring this time?" the Third Prince asked with a smile.

Huang Yikun was stunned.

Seeing this, the Third Prince raised an eyebrow.

"You are quite rude. Fine, let me explain it to you: you probably can't beat me, but I know you have it hard in the Profound Nether Sect. We are actually all our own people; our own people shouldn't make things difficult for our own people."

"Everything is business, and I won't lie to you. The market price is ten million spirit stones. You give them to me, I admit defeat, and rest assured, I will handle this matter for you beautifully. I can publicly say I lost to you, and I can even leave you a recording."

"How nice it would be for you to return in glory."

Hearing this, Huang Yikun's eyes widened, and he instinctively shook his head.

The Third Prince looked happy and easy-going, as if business was negotiable. Seeing Huang Yikun shake his head, his smile remained unchanged, but the words he spoke made Huang Yikun's mind roar.

"You don't agree? No matter, everything is negotiable. Your fingers are quite nice; let's use them to pay off the debt."

As he spoke, the Third Prince didn't wait for Huang Yikun to struggle, and with a 'crack', he snapped off Huang Yikun's index finger...

The moment a shrill scream erupted from Huang Yikun's mouth, the Third Prince waved his hand, and a powerful force dispersed, sweeping Huang Yikun away and causing him to land far off on the mountain stairs.

With a 'boom', Huang Yikun spat out blood, his face pale and his expression filled with horror. Just as he was about to look over, the Third Prince's cheerful voice reached his ears.

"You won, I won't see you out."

Hearing this, Huang Yikun shuddered, then looked down at his brilliant right hand. The original five fingers were now four, and a sense of grief and indignation surged to the top of his heart.

"This is a robber!

"

Intense grief and indignation made Huang Yikun feel that his vision was darkening, especially when he thought of the five fingers he had crafted with his life's savings, now missing one; his heart was dripping blood.

But... he didn't dare to go back and demand it; the Third Prince's terrifying nature made him feel extremely fearful.

At this moment, amidst his indignation, his body swayed as he prepared to take flight, but he remembered that flying was forbidden on all peaks of the Seven Blood Eyes, so his mood became even more miserable, and he could only walk toward the foot of the mountain.

He didn't want to be on this Seventh Peak anymore...

Just as he was walking, he saw someone.

A tall, sturdy woman sitting cross-legged on a stone chair not far away.

Her body was not only tall, but her muscles seemed as if they were about to burst, and one could even see bulging blue veins; especially the great sword stabbed into the ground beside her, which was shocking to behold.

Over a zhang in length and a full foot wide, it was pitch black and emitted an astonishing malevolent aura; it was none other than the Second Prince, who had received Huang Yikun's letter of challenge that night.

This scene made Huang Yikun's heart tremble violently, and his footsteps came to a halt.

And the moment he stopped, the Second Prince opened her eyes. When she looked at Huang Yikun, a cold light appeared in her eyes, and in that instant, her entire body erupted with a monstrous blood aura, causing a storm to rise in all directions.

"Physical body at the half-step Core Formation stage!

!" As this storm hit him, the magic apertures in his body trembled, and a peerless ferocious intent erupted wildly as the Second Prince stood up.

Huang Yikun nearly lost his soul in terror.

"How is this possible? Is this something a human can achieve? This is a level of physical body that even those alien races with innate body-tempering talents might not necessarily reach. She doesn't cultivate life fires, but uses magic apertures to nourish her physical body, walking only the path of body tempering!

I've never heard of any disciple in the Seven Sect Alliance who could do this!"

Huang Yikun trembled all over. Watching the Second Prince with her monstrous blood aura approach, he felt that the woman before him was invincible and incomparable, so he hurriedly shouted.

"Wait a moment..."

But before he could finish his words, the next moment, the Second Prince was already close, her great sword sweeping across in a single strike.

The sound of the roar spread in all directions. An incense stick of time later, Huang Yikun spat out blood, his body covered in bruises as he was swept away. After landing in the distance, he was filled with extreme grief and indignation, and without looking back, he fled wildly.

His right hand had lost another finger; now, only three remained.

And at this moment, on the summit of the Seventh Peak, inside the pavilion, two figures stood there; they were the Seventh Elder and his servant.

The Seventh Elder was also watching this battle, and seeing this, he sighed deeply.

"The third one is a profit-seeking creature; she would sell her dignity for a broken finger!"

"And this second one, she only knows how to be reckless... Sigh, but she has good fortune. She sent me a voice transmission last month saying she picked up a Heavenly Palace Core Formation powerhouse of the Peng Clan who specialized in body tempering. The other party was flying perfectly fine in the sky when the Flame Phoenix happened to pass by, so it crashed to its death, and she successfully swallowed its Core Formation without her body exploding, but instead ascended... Such a thing, only she would believe it. Do you believe it?"

The servant beside him was silent, a monstrous wave rising in his heart; for a long time, he could not speak.

At the same time, Huang Yikun, who was fleeing wildly on the mountain stairs, kept spitting out blood, his expression full of sorrow and anger, especially as he looked at his brilliant fingers, now reduced to only three; he had an urge to cry.

"I shouldn't have come to challenge; this is too bullying!"

"A physical body at the half-step Core Formation stage—this is something that even in the Seven Sect Alliance, few would dare to provoke. I already admitted defeat, and she still hit me!"

"And these princes of the Seventh Peak are all no good; they are too good at hiding. That third one is like a venomous snake I can't see through—I'd believe it if someone said he was a Core Formation cultivator. This second one has monstrous strength that is terrifying to the extreme, and they all come to snap my fingers!

!"

Amidst this grief and indignation, Huang Yikun, his face covered in bruises, walked to the foot of the mountain and was about to leave, but the next instant, he looked up abruptly toward the front.

On the small mountain path ahead, a young man in gray Daoist robes was walking toward him, eating an apple while waving to greet him with a smiling face.

"Yikun, what's wrong? Did my second sister beat you up?"

"Who are you!" Huang Yikun shuddered instantly, his scalp about to explode. His keen intuition felt a terror on this person that surpassed both the Third Prince and the Second Prince. In his eyes, the other party didn't seem like a human, but a ferocious, eerie monster wearing human skin.

"You don't recognize me? I'm good friends with your brother, Huang Lingfei. Didn't he tell you about me?" The Captain looked at Huang Yikun in surprise.

"Don't be nervous." Seeing Huang Yikun so tense, the Captain sighed, his eyes carrying a sense of shared hatred for the enemy.

"You were beaten by the second and third ones, right? They went too far." The Captain shook his head, looking indignant, and even handed Huang Yikun a few pills.

But Huang Yikun remained vigilant, his breathing rapid; he wanted to leave but didn't dare, while also guessing the other party's identity.

"The First Prince?"

"Don't call me that, it's too distant. Just call me Eldest Senior Brother. I'm different from the second one, the third one, and that other guy." The Captain's smile was sunny and he spoke gently.

"Eldest Senior Brother..." Huang Yikun hesitated for a moment and spoke in a low voice.

"That's more like it. Don't worry, come, I'll see you down the mountain." The Captain said with a smile.

"No need, I can do it myself..." Huang Yikun's heart trembled even more.

"That's fine, I won't see you out then. By the way, for the pills just now, I'll have to trouble you, Junior Brother, to give me something; one finger will be enough."

The Captain licked his lips, a flash of blue light appearing in his eyes. Vaguely, his own face appeared within his pupils; that face had its eyes closed, but its expression was ferocious, revealing an incomparable sense of hunger.

This hunger spread across the Captain's body. After noticing this, Huang Yikun's mind shook violently, and an indescribable sense of life-and-death crisis arose. Seeing the Captain approach, he retreated abruptly, but before he could escape, his vision blurred, followed by a 'crack', and his three fingers became two.

One had been bitten off by the First Prince.

Amidst his screams, he didn't care about the bitten finger and fled madly.

Seeing this, the Captain weighed the finger, which was as brilliant as purple gold, in his hand and smiled slightly.

"This kid is no fun at all. My little Ah Qing is much more fun."

On the mountain summit, the Seventh Elder watched this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

"Among the disciples, only this eldest one is the most reasonable!"

The servant beside him remained silent upon hearing this, not knowing what to say; he didn't see how this First Prince was reasonable at all...

"But this isn't fair. The first, second, and third all have fingers, the fourth one can't be left out." The Seventh Elder suddenly spoke, raising his right hand and waving it.

Immediately, Huang Yikun, the prodigy of the Profound Nether Sect who had fled to the foot of the mountain and was thoroughly terrified by the Captain, felt his body suddenly swept up by a gale descending from the sky amidst his incomparable grief, indignation, and terror.

His mind experienced an unprecedented fluctuation, and just as he was about to lose his soul in terror, this irresistible gale threw him directly in the direction of the 176th Port.

The next instant, Huang Yikun's body crashed with a 'boom' in front of the gate of the Homicide Investigation Department at the 176th Port.

Before he could see his surroundings clearly, Huang Yikun, whose whole body felt like it was falling apart and whose mind was dizzy, heard a young girl's crisp voice filled with surprise from behind him.

"Who is it, falling in front of me so suddenly? Are you trying to ambush me? Hmph, sneaky, you don't look like a good person at first glance. Xiao Pi, suppress him!"

Huang Yikun woke up abruptly, an intense, heart-stopping sense of crisis instantly erupting wildly in his mind. He didn't hesitate at all and instinctively tried to flee.

But it was too late. In an instant, a giant tentacle appeared out of thin air, the power of a Core Formation erupting and sweeping him up with unstoppable force.

Shaken by the Core Formation aura within the tentacle, he spat out blood and was suppressed into unconsciousness.

And before he lost consciousness, he vaguely seemed to hear the young girl's voice echoing beside him.

"Not bad, not bad, suitable for sending to Brother Xu Qing for experiments."